Thursday, April 9, 2009

f R i E n D s !!!

Every day when I come home from work, tired, exhausted and stressed, I am still happy at heart….guess Y?
Because its time for F.R.I.E.N.D.S. It’s the best time in my life!!
My blues become pinks…..:P


When I see Rach (I love her the best) whine (very stylishly :P) the millionth time!


When Ross acts excited over the smallest thing in the world as if it’s the ultimate!!!


When Phoebs sings the most irrelevant songs making them awfully interesting!!


When Joey acts stupid without knowing it himself, three times in the same episode!!


When Mon goes crazy with her cleaniliness maddness every 2 minutes!!!


When Chandler (My Favourite)cracks his eerily funny jokes and freaks out big time if no one laughs!!!
They are my friends, I love them and I adore them, they make my ordinary
day extraordinary ….absolutely effortlessly!!!

Does it happen to you!!! :P (I bet it does)

Monday, April 6, 2009

Life mends itself sometimes.....


On one hot sunny day, She was returning home from college, singing aloud in her heart , her list of favourite songs and dutifully window shopping, just when she saw a school class mate standing at the bus stop, she remembered the day she had harshly shouted at him, warned him not to ever talk to her again, embarrassed him in front of her whole class! Why? Because he had developed feelings for her!! She had been rude, but it was her age which was at fault. She had been only 14 then! Now it all came back to her and she felt sorry for this guy, he was obviously no more her friend and she was seeing him after 5 years!!
As she approached him, she made up mind to be cordial with him, she halted and said hi, smiled at him, asked him how he was doing in life, he was obviously taken by surprise, he answered giving her a slight smile. The she said goodbye and started walking again. She was feeling nice that she had repaired something she had never thought she would. Though she did not intend to be friends with him again, she at least had cleared her slate of life! She was nearing home now, a little tired and hungry…the thoughts of what must be cooking at home popped into her mind, and suddenly she heard his voice from behind her. She turned around, he was standing right in front of her, sweaty and panting, breathing heavily. She looked at him totally puzzled, finally he spoke, “Thankyou for talking to me!” He smiled at her and turned around, became invisible in the crowd, she stood there, like a statue, she was totally amused! She walked towards home….with an unfading grin on her face!
Somethings are never forgotten, because they just happen, you dont do them.


Thursday, March 26, 2009

breathe a little....

a dream is born....
a desire thus born.....
time passes...
efforts shine.....
pride knocks.....
dream is nearing.......
finally it is there......
to be rejoiced ....
but, it is forgotten....
for another dream....
hearts sinks.....
cribs forever.....
things mess up......

the dream was never lived....
the dream which was so special...
now down in the heaps....
of a cluttered mind....


dream a dream....
live a dream.....
take a breath....
smell the freshness....
sense the joy around....
then march ahead...
to dream again....
dont stop dreaming....
but also, breathe a little....
be happy...a little...
smile a little.....

Tuesday, March 24, 2009

I Hate Goodbyes!!

Since a couple of days I am feeling low, first because my parents went back to Mumbai after their stay of a couple of days…this time they didn’t stay much, as my dad has to leave for Lagos soon….no time on hand….a very quick visit!!! Second because my neighbour also shifted to Hyderabad.
I know we have to face it….and it will be better….but today I am feeling low……I want to go home and get under a warm quilt and doze off to sleep for as many hours as I want instead of working my A** off in office!
Its one of those days…..when the world becomes gloomy to your eyes…..to your soul…..its a phase which will pass …..but its like….I want to live this phase too…..remember it……so that I can live the brighter days with more joy than ever….
I know maybe I am getting haywire with my thought….no control….no meaning…..
Felt like sharing the feeling (whatever it is) with all of you!!!

Friday, March 6, 2009

Fear or Faith

I read Aditi’s post about devosanal atyachar; I was helped to write this post. Thanks AS :P
We moved to Chennai, away from home, but always proud of the fact that we got a house in a very posh area, Adyar. We were so thankful to the fact that everything was so near by, be it grocery, bakery, malls, etc. Though I am not a very religious person, I was grateful (more grateful were by parents and my in laws that there was a beautiful temple right in front of our house ;P) that due to the temple it always felt safe, there was security for the temple, there was a liveliness around the area. Whenever my parents or Amit’s parents praised our house, to anyone and everyone….the temple was the highlight of it all!! They were in awe of it.
Just a few days ago, it was the temple’s 15th birthday, that’s when we realized we were actually older than the temple :P . Earlier we had a notion that the temple was quite old! Well there was this huge board put up right next to the gate of the temple. It listed the time table of the ten days celebration programmes which would be held right in front of our house! I knew what was coming because as it is the temple celebrated innumerable days, by blocking our path to enter our home, we had to request the police to let us go inside the blocked “Temple Zone” explaining him with all sorts of actions that we lived inside! But this time it was even bigger than anything happened before. The following day I returned from office on my scooty to notice the Temple zone area extended till the end of our street. I somehow managed to enter inside, but to my amazement what I saw was ….there were thousands of people sitting right in front of our building gate. Some were sitting on chairs; others were sitting with a mat on the road. There were policemen patrolling everywhere. There was no way that I could ride my scooty inside my building! I asked the policeman, he instructed me to park it anywhere I could find place outside the Temple Zone! I got really upset. Well but I had no option but to listen to him, I parked my scooty at the nearest spot I could manage to grab and walked towards my building….I saw a plasma screen and a projector put up outside the temple for the people who couldn’t fit in inside the hall…a woman was singing classical songs loudly ….as I reached the main gate….there were people standing near the gate, some were sitting on it, some were taking support of it to stand. I went near them; no one even realized I intended to go inside! I requested in a very stern way (I know it was less of a request : P…but I had returned from office, also I was holding 3 carry bags, in which were vegetables and some grocery, helmet, my Tupperware Tiffin kit and my purse, it was getting heavy to hold minute by minute)
I reached the third floor, exhausted and irritated, unlocked my home…kept the bags on the sofa, drank some cold water, and called Amit to let him know….so that he got prepared for the situation he was going to face…:P What I strongly feel is people are welcome to celebrate anything and everything as long as they are not causing any inconvinience to anyone. Also, I am not against being religious, but going over board over anything is a bit too much……what I most of the times observe is that people visit temples more because of the fear in god than the faith. God is a friend not your boss who will give you promotions and perks if you are good to him…….god is more than all this….he is also inside your home….inside you too….if you wish to see him….you need to peep inside you ….not outside…

Wednesday, March 4, 2009

Quote

“What most People need to learn in life is how to love people and use things ,instead of using people and loving things.”

I came across this quote....isnt it absolutely true?

Wednesday, February 25, 2009

Tit bits of the elusive past

I wear my blue salwar kameez and look in the mirror, it‘s gift from my grandfather…though bed ridden wants to gift me something for my new acquired job….he hands over money to me and tells me, buy some nice dress for you. I say no need dada….but he insists…also informs, that if it costs more…he will give the rest happily, its just that he is not aware of the recent rates…I never tell him about it….but I buy a blue salwar kameez…not very expensive but beautiful…I show him, his eyes light up….after a year….he passes away….but that dress I wear with love for him in my heart…..it can never replace anything I buy…

I write…..I cook…I blog….I think of ideas for a business…I dream….i miss aaji…..my maternal granny….she tells me a story of a girl….i am 7 years old and i listen ........a story of a girl who looks pretty….she is smart and witty….she has a business of her own…has a chauffeur driven car……she walks on high heels….with a smart business suit …..talks with an unmatched command yet dignified respect for all in her voice……and then I ask her …who is she?….she opens up with a bright smile and exclaims….she is your future aduli……and I laugh naughtily….I already know it…I have heard the story a million times…..she dreams for me…..so I dream for myself…..I am trying to match up to her dream….though very far….attainable for sure…..I want to do it…not for me….for her….someday I will…..I will…and she will smile from heaven….show me a thumps up….

I am in fruit shop on greams road….sipping my juice…..I think of my dad…..I narrate to amit….my dad used to feed me the juice, do you know how…..he used to suck the juice and let it remain in the straw…then drop in my pouted mouth….isn’t that hard work…..only dads can be so caring…..I call him with moist eyes….he is in mumbai.......even though i feel like...... i cant meet him often.....I tell him I missed him while having my juice…he laughs from the other end…..chuckles and says I remember adu…more strongly than you do darling… he promises me he will visit me soon....

I am alone in my house….my husbands busy…..I am nervous for no reason…just a little sad …cant figure out why...maybe I am missing my aai…I think of aai…..one day I sat like that…a long time ago….she came to me and told me….I am not only your mother sonu….I am your friend too….I did not believe her ……she told me her stories….of her crushes…of her teenage….of her marriage ……of her joys …of her strength…..I now believe her….I tell her my stories…with no fear at all….she embraces me….holds me close…..doesn’t judge me at all…..she is my best friend even now…..I don’t call her….because she will call me…she will know what I am thinking…..telepathy works between us……the phone rings…..