This is what I saw out of the moving cab:
A green Delhi park,
A big tree,
A big man,
Grizzly beard,
Huge teeth,
Tattered clothes,
Beggar like looks,
Holding a bottle of whisky,
A plastic glass,
N the biggest celebratory smile I ever saw....
He who did not know where his next drink was coming from was definitely having his moment.....
CHEERS!
Wednesday, June 29, 2011
Tuesday, June 21, 2011
The Dreamer.
Some dreams come true
Some don't......
Oh but the ones that do....
Enough to make you believe
That skies are indeed blue
And rivers run deep
Not without reason.....
But in every season ,
The flower of the time will bloom.
and some plants need a little more watering
Some dreams need a little more sweat
Some are sweet in coming true
Some truer still in dreaming!
Sayantanee Mishra.
Some don't......
Oh but the ones that do....
Enough to make you believe
That skies are indeed blue
And rivers run deep
Not without reason.....
But in every season ,
The flower of the time will bloom.
and some plants need a little more watering
Some dreams need a little more sweat
Some are sweet in coming true
Some truer still in dreaming!
Sayantanee Mishra.
Thursday, June 16, 2011
Turning 29!
Okay first daughter gets to type her name...
Anoushka Singh.
N now for my post..
6th June 2011:
There's a time in life when you are 15 n can't wait to be 16..
(though why it's still important I can't imagine.. There was a time when girls came out to be viewed by boys at the appropriate age of 16, now girls wear thick spectacles n study for entrance exams with equally bespectacled guys... Okay shoot me for my regressive remark, but as nature is not so up to date on gender equality n stuff, kids still make a great deal of turning 16... I always wonder at my ability to digress, but I can never really avoid it... )
There's a time when you're 29 n can definitely wait to be 30...
(n I again wonder why is that? Ever counted the joys of growing old, unless asked to do so by Cosmopolitan or Femina issue?)
The joys of being 29 for me are....
1) I can have that drink or not have it, I'm cool!
2) Duniya jaye Bhar mein, husband has to pamper me, period.
3) I get to pick my dinner n gifts, n need not be shocked by pleasant surprises...
4) The first kid is now four n need not be fed at the table, the second is not yet an option, n need not be fed anywhere!
5) I have the luxury of knowing my limitations, n it's a blessed relief not be told, you can do better... Finally the world accepts I'm doing best!
6) I can tell my little A, " you can do better!!"
7) Too many reasons, am I not enjoying it? I stop to make my case... Happy birthday to me!!!
Anoushka Singh.
N now for my post..
6th June 2011:
There's a time in life when you are 15 n can't wait to be 16..
(though why it's still important I can't imagine.. There was a time when girls came out to be viewed by boys at the appropriate age of 16, now girls wear thick spectacles n study for entrance exams with equally bespectacled guys... Okay shoot me for my regressive remark, but as nature is not so up to date on gender equality n stuff, kids still make a great deal of turning 16... I always wonder at my ability to digress, but I can never really avoid it... )
There's a time when you're 29 n can definitely wait to be 30...
(n I again wonder why is that? Ever counted the joys of growing old, unless asked to do so by Cosmopolitan or Femina issue?)
The joys of being 29 for me are....
1) I can have that drink or not have it, I'm cool!
2) Duniya jaye Bhar mein, husband has to pamper me, period.
3) I get to pick my dinner n gifts, n need not be shocked by pleasant surprises...
4) The first kid is now four n need not be fed at the table, the second is not yet an option, n need not be fed anywhere!
5) I have the luxury of knowing my limitations, n it's a blessed relief not be told, you can do better... Finally the world accepts I'm doing best!
6) I can tell my little A, " you can do better!!"
7) Too many reasons, am I not enjoying it? I stop to make my case... Happy birthday to me!!!
Thursday, May 19, 2011
when dreams break...
My trip is not happening after all.
Chandan's passport is still not back, & we're just waiting to cancel the tickets.
I don’t even know why I'm writing this, as words can never express some feelings, but I guess, since I started to chronicle the anticipation, might as well note down the fall.
One day, all this might seem very trivial, but while enjoying the 44 degree centigrade soaring temp that's hard to believe,
& I realize when dreams shatter; realities hardly make up for them!
Chandan's passport is still not back, & we're just waiting to cancel the tickets.
I don’t even know why I'm writing this, as words can never express some feelings, but I guess, since I started to chronicle the anticipation, might as well note down the fall.
One day, all this might seem very trivial, but while enjoying the 44 degree centigrade soaring temp that's hard to believe,
& I realize when dreams shatter; realities hardly make up for them!
Thursday, May 5, 2011
Rumble tumble roar: The good night poem!
The thunder rumbles, tumbles, roars,
The wind races, rises, soars..
Raindrops go splish, raindrops go splash,
lightnings silently, brilliantly flash..
Sweet dreams sweetly awareness steals..
Till all this I can no longer feel!
The wind races, rises, soars..
Raindrops go splish, raindrops go splash,
lightnings silently, brilliantly flash..
Sweet dreams sweetly awareness steals..
Till all this I can no longer feel!
When nothing works out........
Right now that's the status of my planned trip.....
Passport of Chandan, still with US embassy.
Flight tickets to London, done.
Cannot apply for UK visa as we're waiting for Chandan's passort.
Cannot check Chandan's visa status online, as the file is corrupt.
Hotel bookings will be confirmed or not next week, that's the week of 9th May.
Have not felt like this since my first crush, will I be graced with a look, a smile, an entire joke?! Really it's sickening, & no pain, no gain, has a totally new relevance in my present thought mode! God bless mere mortals when they dare to dream! & that is really my last hope :-)
Passport of Chandan, still with US embassy.
Flight tickets to London, done.
Cannot apply for UK visa as we're waiting for Chandan's passort.
Cannot check Chandan's visa status online, as the file is corrupt.
Hotel bookings will be confirmed or not next week, that's the week of 9th May.
Have not felt like this since my first crush, will I be graced with a look, a smile, an entire joke?! Really it's sickening, & no pain, no gain, has a totally new relevance in my present thought mode! God bless mere mortals when they dare to dream! & that is really my last hope :-)
Friday, April 22, 2011
To be happy with what we choose.
I have always wondered what it takes to be happy,& the greatest ambition I have ever harboured is to be truly happy. I guess when it's late at night, ideally you should be sleeping, & your brain is fogged, then its not the best time to blog....... but sometimes, its okay. That's highly sleep induced logic that justifies ramblings for me. Well, what fun in growing old, if one cannot speak disjointed thoughts & seem wise simulataneously?! So someone quotes on facebook, a quote by yet someone else famous in their own right, That the wise man cannot believe that the only purpose of life is to be happy, life must have some higher purpose, & must be of service to fellowmen, & many more similar sounding words. In all honesty when I read this all I could think was, wow, how great a thought & how meaningless even my life's goal: to be happy. But it is not easy to write off a life time's ambition, just by reading great quotations. So I strive each day, to fill moments with the burden of joy, to do those little duties that make for continuous supply of happiness, & to not do those little things that takes away from this bundle of bliss...
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