Mrs mellifluous

Lost Again

2017-01-06T22:32:00.003-08:00

When plans do not materialize

And anger hits my clueless mind

I panic I shout I cry in pain

In the battle of me and my fear

Seems like I have lost again

Some contemplation knocks my door

Not one I commend as I’m not sure

Wish I could just go back in past

Correct the err that cost my new start

My fear has bowled over my desire

Knowing thing won’t turn around

I panic I shout and cry in vain

Hard to believe that I have lost again

Marriage: something on it.

2016-03-10T18:02:00.001-08:00

Marriage to me is a bunch of good things. Thanks to both of you for the perfect illustration. When I was growing up I always saw both of you sharing the load equally. You both made sacrifices but never forgot to enjoy life any less. You empowered each other. Best of all you accepted each other with all yours flaws and strengths. On your 31^st anniversary I wish you double the joy and togetherness. You both have inspired me always and I feel blessed to be your love.

I presume marriage is best when we are honest about our partner in our own minds. Sometimes we know what makes our partner comfortable and what makes them uncomfortable but we still bring that thing that annoys them most up on the table. Probably we have to prove a point that “I am right and you are wrong”. I guess that’s where we go wrong and ruin it. We should not really compete or compare our life, each one of us is unique and our story is matchless too. Comparing it definitely lead towards a lonely path full of anger and a stream of sadness.

Marriage never goose pimpled me. I just had the strong feeling that a good guy is down there waiting for me. Luck favored and we met and soon decided to get hitched. It has been a year or so and we still feel are we really married as life seems no different than before. What works for us is difficult to express in a few words. One of our strong point is that we do not try to control each other for anything. I guess that’s the reason we like each other so much. I never wanted to have a husband who after a couple of drinks expresses his issues with wife or who is somewhere happy when the wife is away. I always wanted to be the wife whom he misses badly and with whom he wants to live every day. Being such a wife is very easy. I think all we need is to accept the person he really is and vice versa. The moment I value his likes over and above my dislikes life becomes joyful and beautiful. And truth is that’s what I ultimately want. Thanks to you, like my pa, you share all load equally and never stereotype things for me. You push me to succeed and become big in life. You value my life and likes over and above the expectations of others.

To sum up, marriage to me is all about keeping love alive. When it is possible after 31 years of matrimony, I believe it is just our approach and nothing else. I want to live with you forever because I deeply enjoy and celebrate each day of our life. I think its all about loving each no matter life is in smooth flow or rough. Everything passes but what we remember is our togetherness only.

To Each Her Own

2015-09-07T08:24:00.003-07:00

To each her own,

No less no more

You decide,

With all your life

Family or career

Pillar or support

Flame or the wick

Name or the surname

don't forget

It is never the same

Years later

You would regret

Of what you choose

And what you set loose

Fact remains the very same

Chasing both

Was never the game

Womanhood

Is like the test of time

it forces to pick out

Between heart and mind

You decide

With all your life

No less no more
no penalty no score

Lets leave it like...

To each her own.

PS: dedicated to all Indian women....

The F Obsession.

2015-09-02T08:35:00.000-07:00

The F thing here does not stand for the four letter word instead it stands for something pretentious but of high repute zing.

Louis Vuitton, Jimmy Choo, Armani, Audi, imported stuff (does not matter even a soap), foreign things, relatives from Dubai,,US Job, euro trip, honeymoon at Bora Bora, an adventure trip to New Zealand and many more. I feel hysterical if this is what defines us. Well either we are very insecure or badly intimidated by our surroundings / situations that we supplement our persona with the above cited histrionic feats.

I don’t know much about you but for me it is a creepy reality. Most occasions I cover my beautiful heart and humble character with these exhibits and lies. In doing so I get the feeling that I would create an impression which would sway the person next to me towards liking me. The surprising part is that it does make the person next to me like me. Even when sometimes these fancy things are true, it is never real for me. I wish I could show the real me more often.

Being related to something foreign raises eye brows equivalent to if you are an IITian or an IAS officer. (The latter two is worthy of comparison because it is a selection of 1 over 1000 and lacs.) No matter if it’s your third cousin studying in some American university or an aunt who is your mother’s cousin’s sister in law residing in Dubai, there is huge pride in recognizing them as relatives. Similarly it is of immense pride to announce, about things we own like the dress worn by me is not available in India, I got it from Paris or Milan. The value also increases when we reply to people who slighted our attire or footwear as poor choice. But a poor choice is a poor choice whether local or imported with duties. At least defend it in a better way, how come being foreign makes it more agreeable. Well I guess there is no point in digging further. Another notable obsession is inflections. Foreign accent always work over desi one. Finding sense in that is again useless. If you don’t believe me, you have never given job interviews or been part of group discussion or even debated in school.

Huh! After the accent proof talking let us drop by to eat. Recently somebody mentioned that,” I eat healthy and so I prefer Italian, or Mexican". I could not hide my laughter and then thought to throw some light on the delusion. Howeve on second thought I did not embarrass the bloating being. Lesson learnt was that sometimes we should do more homework before we brag. You never know, people may know some stuff.

There is however something about it, no matter if it is designer labels underwear or a lip color by Chanel. The visible waist band of Calvin Klein under a low waist denim definitely rocks over a Rupa frontline. And of course CK is a foreign label. Maybe somewhere we have accepted that anything foreign is about being superior and therefore we are constantly racing among ourselves towards the same. If that is the case then maybe we have become a free country but still a slave of their lopsided thought process which they incorporated to rule over us. It is time that we reflect back on our lack of judgement and show maturity.

I think this F obsession is something to ponder over for all of us and grow up a little.

WOMANHOOD

2015-06-25T07:32:00.000-07:00

She must know how to cook. Cooking in real has to be in her genes. She should know or must learn how to take care of a grown up man like a little kid. The sense of domestic cleanliness should define her persona. As for being sloppy, that should be far away from her eco system. She must cover herself head to toe, even though menfolk can roam around her in half naked. Our society is modern; so she is allowed to work and support her husband and family. Important thing is she must earn less than her demigod husband. His ego needs to be respected. He is head of the family. He is the “pati –parmeshwar”. He decides what is best for her and his family. . She must full fill each and every little thing of his folks also, no matter what age group they belong to. She must not speak in family matters, discussions or even matters related to her health and well beings. He and his elders are there to do that honour. In fact she should have no say on things like plan her own family. Welcome to womanhood lady.

I feel sad and very scared but more than that ashamed to define womanhood in such a way. It feels like a slave than a free individual. Is there any life left for her is my sole disquiet. Social obligation is something that we take by choice through our self-righteousness and not something as a decided destiny. Why is she not a free person? Just because she carries a baby for 9 months in her womb and then feeds the baby for another 4-5 months does not make her a submissive and weaker sex. Her whole life’s mission cannot be defined by this. She is way more than that. It’s a total pity if she accepts the above without a resent. I wonder who is to blame for this backwardness. The past or the present. It is a total deadlock. The culture is openly so lopsided. All superiority, supremacy to one gender and all suppression and apathy on the other,

She must get rid of all this. She has to take a stand. She needs to redefine womanhood. She must not wait for her daughter to feel the need. She must stand on her own feet. And define life the way she wants it too. The earth, the sun, the sky and the air belongs to her in all ways. She is a free person. If she does not enjoy cooking, or like any unskilled domestic job, she does not have to justify that. She is smart and strong. She must make her own choice and respect her existence. She is fully capable to rock the world in umpteen ways. She must do so. She must enjoy the feeling of being craved, loved, respected and tested. She must enjoy her age, her body and her soul. She must explore her sexuality and gratify her soul. Motherhood is her crown jewel and not a ring in her finger. She is way more than a daughter, wife or a mother. She is more than these roles. She is more than a thousand things that one can measure or treasure.

She can lead, she can rule, she can care as well as cure. She is as special as you are. Womanhood is the beginning of her life and not the end to her time. As a girl she dreamt of flying, ruling and what not. Womanhood embarks her to pursue the same. Ladies, your life is not over but just started. He does not have to dictate. You can make your choice. He is not your god but a friend for life. Worry not for him, he will survive with a joyful and content life with you by his side and not above you.

loose String

2014-02-20T08:21:00.001-08:00

a loose string

the not yet offered ring
my unbound desire
no clue what next it may bring

brewed thoughts
pouring rain with no clouds
new ways to whack ahead
umteen dodge keeps me behind

endearing heart, bollixed mind
sometimes forward sometimes rewind
with mixed emotion, I know a thing
dont move ahead with a loose string.

LOVE is....

2013-10-31T05:12:00.003-07:00

So the big lord says
love is patient and it is kind
Its not envy or moment of lies.
it is not proud and it does not dishonor
it is not self-seeking neither it has any anger
it keeps no record of the wrongs.
but protects, trusts, hopes & perseveres

Is love so perfect?
Is it an emotion or a pack of notion
I truly deny with all my life
Love in real is full of flaws
its abstract and full on odds
sometimes obsessive sometime possessive
at times jealous and at times submissive
its never mature or carry a sense
its raw and wild and and full of aberrance
its insecure like a child and
and on fire like in wild
calm but composed
more when opposed
sharing, understanding and togetherness
an open heart with optimism fully ebedded
mightier than the lord
Kinder the any word
and above all warmer than the sunny rays
lies beneath the golden gift of forgiveness

Truth is it is what you know it is and
a hell more than you can ever hope it to be
there is no height, there is no depth
its not a measure, or a compare in fact
I accept it with all my life
love is what we want it to be....

ABSURD or ABSTRACT

2013-09-30T19:11:00.002-07:00

Life is either totally absurd or it is utterly abstract. No matter how hard you attempt to keep it simple and sweet, there is always something convoluted in the offing eagerly waiting to be cracked. After an earnest effort you sit down and anticipate the fruition of your travail, but life startles with the unsolicited & unforeseen disgusts and disappointments and worst some unanswered questions. In lieu of the unreturned questions starts the series of the most tiring and perpetual process of analysis leading to assumptions & speculations.

We all get judgmental and then get entangled in the web of these assumptions, presumptions, expectations and disappointments. The process goes on and on.

A friend once suggested me to write something which is complicated and not candid. In fact write something that we don’t understand and then we would appreciate it more, I did not get the logic behind his plea on this point but I am still trying to do the honours:

People get sleepless night, what troubles them inside? I thought again. Is it the insecurity and guilt or the guilt and insecurity for self?

Many dismiss solitude with strange alibis: Is the reality hard to accept? Or the truth is too silly that one has to digress.

Sometimes people cannot hold back their impatience: Is it because they are so desperate of a person or is it because the child in them cannot masquerade with diplomacy.

We are always rejected by the one person we feel is perfect match to our life. What makes them reject us, the harsh reality of rightness or the myth of conscience?

Some people can never move on from a moment of life, is it because nothing exciting is left when one moves on in their life or because move on is an unfeasible allegory.

Why are contentment & success always comparative and failure & grief always absolute?

Well truth is life is full of limited reality and unlimited dreams. It is hard to figure out what fits and what not. Every action and decision revolves a circle and then strikes back and disturbs our ecosystem with another set of unsolicited queries. All I can conclude is that this process just goes on and on.

RANDOMM..............

2013-08-09T09:46:00.003-07:00

I always imagined living here. The name was always so alluring to me. When Calcutta became Kolkata or Madras became Chennai, it had no impact on me. I was most unemotional but when your name changed I could somehow feel a pain. I wonder what it was. Back then I was still awaiting in my ingenuity to have an encounter with you. I was shattered that when I would finally come to you, your identity would be different than the one in my mind's eye. Now when I am finally here, I am so relaxed that you are still the same J. By the way I must tell you that you are more than just good weather. I know you get 10/10 for that but you have a lot more to offer. Good sorry awesome weather is just one of your renders. Talking of weather I have something personal about you. You are the only stead in my India that best suits to my hair. You just curl then in the most exact and apt way possible. It is manageable and so much in sync then never anywhere before. Yes you are a city of malls but that’s no problem to me. The best thing about you is that I feel so much of home everywhere in you. No eve teasing, no staring, no passing of comments and seriously no misdemeanor by person of any class. (btw no offense to any other city.) There is an inherent sense of civility and chivalry among the peoples. I am sure there are many more attributes which I am yet to discover with time. It has been just two very busy months.

How do we make friends? Is it because of some common interest or common goals, same language or similar thoughts? Well I have made many friends in life and lately one of them is my "dost" with whom I have nothing in common. He is so amazing of a person that everybody around him wants to be his friend. He is hard working, helpful, focused, mature and best of all very cheerful of a person. When you are low he can make you feel better, he would attend to all but has this special quality that makes you realize that he s giving all his time to you. Hello dost I feel so fortunate to join your friend list.

Talking of friends , there is also something called the best friend. Ms Himani Saini, no matter you are thousand miles away of fifty steps far, you are always somewhere deep inside my heart. We just turned 6 and I can only say, they were the most amazing 6 six years of my life. Its not a cliché but you are one true companion of life. People come and go or sometimes are thrown out (dude, you know it better :p) but you are for life or even longer. I seriously adore our change in roles within days and how come our stock on philosophies of life never gets over. We inspire each other and dismiss the whole world as bunch of fools with a serious lack of judgement and zero sense of sensibility.

Seriously penning himani & shruti down would be like penning something unending so let us just leave it like this.... fully open ended…

Talking of open ended I have something for the unknown you too. It is like you know me since the beginning of time. It seems you are older than my maturity but younger than my life. We share the big laughter when together and when alone I relish you with little smile. I always thought that nobody but Mr Darcy has those especial charm to enamor me but I got proved wrong. What more can life offer. (Wow I love my imagination.)

Thought of the moment and since a while: Yes you take a part of me when u leave me, I feel myself when you are with me, I keep waiting till I hear the hi, it’s a tough moment when u say goodbye. I may not love you but I care for what I leave with you.

(PS:The blog is dedicated to myself)

Lootera aka Masterpiece

2013-07-06T23:14:00.001-07:00

Sometimes there is a movie called as a good movie and we revel it like a one-time watch, full paisa vasool etc because it has a plot whether in a comic way or thrill and we enjoy uncovering the contrive and ignore some of its flaws. At most other times there is a movie called a not so good movie tagged as a no time watch because of the lack of proper storyline, overacting or dismal acting, recurring plots, poor direction, over dramatic outlook, filthy scenes and senseless dance numbers. Then we have a third kind maybe one of a kind only called Lootera aka masterpiece.

Stupendous magnum opus by the director with flawless performance and mesmerising music synchronised in a flow like the sparkling morning sun over the unsullied sea waves. A montage of paragons with poised love and emotions unbound. It seemed as an inimitable picturesque with every move speaking its heart out without even the slightest utterance.

Lootera is a conspicuous love story of a con Varun and a sweet chirpy Pakhi. It might sound regular and usual but it is miles away from all such tags. Set in the backdrops of 1950s, the movie plays around with its era so beautifully, that one craves for the same. The other perfectly depicted elements of the movie are the ageing zamindaar and his haveli, a true friend, the cop and the scenic snow laden hilly terrain. A full credit for this masterwork goes to the stunning cinematography and art direction with exact sound effects.

Pakhi is a character sketch of beauty with expressions, innocence with confidence, romance with honest exuberance and a broken heart without slightest odium. Varun alternatively is a portrayal of subtle honesty, chivalrous love, beguiling romance, unsolicited betrayal and sacrificing redemption. Both together display a unique enchanting alchemy whether of love or anger, of angst or joy, of wit or wisdom and of expressions or just silence.

You wont just see it but would feel this movie in parallel. You won't feel it because you would relate yourself with it or your fantasies but because it is so damn awesome and beautiful that you would feel it altogether.

(PS: I saw it, I felt it, I smiled, I cried what more I say I just fell in love with it)

Mumma...

2013-06-23T12:43:00.001-07:00

Who are you…

It so hard to concise

What you mean to me

I can never ever define

When words mean so much less

And emotions hurt in every sec

I look upon you as my one hold & need

Honestly you are my only comfy indeed

You care more than I do for me

You think beyond my thoughts can be

You protect me from dangers that I hardly see

You hearten me to win after witnessing any defeat

You make my way fly like it can never be…

Honestly, you are my only comfy indeed

Your persona is so manifold and large

From a creator to an inculcator to a

Friend, philosopher and guide

With your immense love and blessings

You have always been so outright

I dream one day I would also

Become somethings of the many you are

What more I say..i love you my dearest mumma…..

The Fantasy

2013-06-13T08:44:00.002-07:00

You and I & I and you

Holding hand and walking through

We move ahead when the sun is on

Keeping the pace when rain starts to pour

Darkness or storm, we never stop

Life gets tougher and sore and long

Things ensue as we never thought

Still there is no fear of all disquiet around

A belief exists somewhere inside

That You and I & I and you

Hand in hand will make it through

Road gets narrow with pits and blocks

We try it right still all goes wrong

But again nothing ever bothers my ease

Your warmth akin to a soft breeze

Beholds me firm and I walk along

With you beside it seems all fine

Your presence is everything I ever had in mind

Amidst all worries just be by my side

Cause you are my boon, my bliss & my life

Love when arranged !!!!

2013-05-15T22:01:00.000-07:00

Now what Do I say.

It was neither spring nor autumn when we met.

There was no magic, no instant chemistry, I bet

We talked and gradually a friendship grew

When did u become so special, I have no clue?

Life was complete and joy was around

Your entry was a disturbance I always frowned

Now I laugh at how things have changed

You have become my life, I have to confess

Love is not what I thought it was

It’s not about finding the perfect match

Cause perfection is a myth

And fall and rise is the fact beneath

It’s about loving the person you found

And enjoy life with him in and around.

So no matter if it is not love but arranged

It would last longer if nurtured with

Understanding, affection and mirth combined.

(PS : dedicated to a friend on her first anniversary. )

sitting alone

2012-12-24T03:20:00.001-08:00

Sitting alone

I am wondering why…

I am so addled

And lost inside…

Where are my friends

And where are my foes

One of you, come join me

It is such a long lazy day.. I am so much bored.

It happens sometimes out of nowhere

Things go slow and I get all low

Jus hold on to me for that very while

I have this strange belief

That it is nothing more than a phase in life

The hilarious case of missed callers and crank callers

2012-12-06T00:50:00.000-08:00

Initially the whole matter irked me, vexed me and then I thought what the heck. If your count is unending then we must find a way to deal you. After a small brainstorming I realized that in real you need help maybe some serious counseling. You are mentally not sound enough to understand and implement some basic civic code of conduct.

When I draw a fish bone diagram of your attribute, I see you as one lovelorn, loser by choice, big time failure in life, lazy, insecure, scared, destructive mind and a loner with maybe some sidekicks. Interestingly you are so much bored from yourself that it gives you immense pleasure in disturbing the smooth life especially the sleep of a complete stranger. Though your case is sad and sympathizing bout somehow I find it hilarious because you are very well aware of the sad reality and still leave no chance to prove the claim of others wrong. You take full pride and put full efforts in demonstrating your shortsighted, less active brain. And I can only laugh about it.

Another hilarious point to be noted is that in all cases you are always a guy, and in my opinion a very frustrated one. You are brash enough to publicly acknowledge the same and imprudent enough to further wane your state. You are a true hopeless, barbarian person with complete uncool personality but you are in the fallacy that you are a dude that is another hysterical note about you. You also have traits of an owl as you are more active during the night.

Well what shall I write now? You don’t have anything left, no versatility at all. All that you are I have already mentioned. I just hope that some day you stop making a fool of yourself and enjoy life like a normal person. You can however continue to waste your time and behave dumb disturb us normal people with new numbers because luckily technology has abled us enough to abjure you without much of an effort. I can in return have all the fun laughing on your nonsensical uttering with my gang during my leisure time.

for all..

2012-11-30T01:00:00.002-08:00

For all who are, have been and will come someday

For all the love, hugs and smiles that you brought in

And all the pain, anger and drama, you abetted in tossing away

The ups and downs with you brought the life out of me

Truth is, you make me what I am today

I wonder how it would have been without you

The marvelous moments were so hard to eschew

Blessed I am to have you in all my gloom.

What can I say; you make me what I am today.

The Gap

2012-11-19T04:36:00.002-08:00

What you say????

You say the things that I dream about

You say the things that I want to hear in loud

You say the things that look all my way

You say it again with every passing day

What you do???

You do what makes you feel good

You do what pleases your will and mood

You do things for all your greed

You do it all without the slightest grief

The Gap is so broad and wide

On what you say and what you abide

You still think that I am wrong

I am the one with odd demands

All I know is unlike you

I never say what I don’t intend to do

Maybe some day you would also realize

The naked truth hidden in all your lies

Ashamed still I have to rely…

You love only you in all your pride

Confessions of a Lazy Girl

2012-11-15T02:09:00.002-08:00

To start with, I am not guilty as charged. I am not a lazy girl. It is just that I delay a few things to indefinite sometimes. And when I do that my world seems a pleasant place and I feel immense peace and joy like I am adding additional years to my expectancy. Everybody does that with maybe a few exceptions like my mother but we all are the victims of this temptation. The truth is we all prioritize our work on a scale of laziness. Some works are on high risk like eating, partying, sleeping and some are low risk jobs like washing clothes, doing the dishes, cooking etc. I don’t think anybody would disagree on that. I mean our life is not a military school and I am certainly not nuts like Sheldon Cooper (courtesy: The Big Bang Theory).

Indolence is a subjective approach. We need a panoramic study with proper analysis subject to sample reports before making any conclusion. The initial determined sample size was 20 but astoundingly I had to decrease it from 20 to 2 because of the obvious reason. My conclusion after all the research was that laziness is no disease, disorder as others especially elders assign it as. It is a matter of choice. It is the easy decision to choose between comfort and labor. After a tedious long flight, anybody would prefer to recline on the bed than unpacking. Similarly ordering pizza on phone seems like a meal in the paradise when compared to doing the dishes, cooking and then again doing the dishes.

Laziness to me is no joke, I take it very seriously. It is always a well calculated risk. Ironic as it may seem to some but there are some very logical auxiliaries attached to it. When I delay washing my clothes for two weeks, I get the coveted opportunity to shop new ones. Similarly when I delay in restocking daily use products like fruits, grocery or toiletries, I borrow it from my roommate and I save some penny. I don’t text I prefer calling any day and the sole reason for that is I get lazy by the idea of typing (even in touch Phones), thus I am not addicted to phones and chatting apps unlike other people of my age group.

I love winters. They are the best season of the entire year. One major reason why it is so dear to me is because they are the catalyst of indolence. They somehow offer the legal right to act lethargic. They provide long nights and the company of alluring cozy blankets that synergize together to act as a major promoter of indolence.

I think I have confessed enough and I am really feeling lazy to write more. So that’s it for the moment. Please take good care of yourself and have sweet dreams XOXO.

To my dear Shubh......

2012-11-06T10:31:00.002-08:00

After the year long wait

Its time again to elate and celebrate

Lets party all night and hit the floor

Its the blissful moment and so much more..

The golden day has finally arrived

Freshen your mood and give me high five

I am singing you this joyous song

Angels from heaven have joined me along

Birds and breeze are trouncing the chord

Rapture and cheer is promisingly assured ..

Make a wish and smile a while

Dress up your best and rock the aisle

Its gonna be as never before

Warmth & joy would embrace you from the core

There is so much more I want to say and pen..

Just remember, every year you are born again

I cried inside

2012-10-11T23:29:00.000-07:00

Lost in the world of illusion

I deemed I had the best of life

Steady as slow, truth divulged

Left foiled, I cried inside

Facts made life more futile

Compered rules I abhor to abide

I craved to be a free bird

And fly high for all my desires

I had to finally let things go

Amidst friends when I found hidden foes

Joy and optimism were waving bye

Making way for distrust, hatred and sigh

What I should do, I could not decide

In solitude, I cried inside

life when a mess

2012-10-05T09:07:00.000-07:00

What do I say..

I m just freaking out

Its mess all around

No clue how to start

First week of the month

All are simply demanding high

From the boss to the landlord

None is ready to bend a slight

I don’t recall since when

But I feel like a mouse trapped in a tiger’s den

So no matter how hard I try

It is danger at all ends

Performance pressure @ work

To long queues at all stores

Combined gets to my nerve

irked I plead please no more!!

Life then opens up a fresh new twist

and worst then ever thought

One gets ill but cannot back off

And then finally I realize

The former was just the cloudburst

The real blizzard is yet to arrive!!!

one sided love

2012-09-16T10:15:00.000-07:00

Hard to resist

Harder to let you go

Every time you come nearby

A gentle breeze passes through

I still recount our first meet

You bewitched me inside out

Mesmerized in your aura, I stood

Long after you were out of sight

There was something so magical

I could not keep my mind off u

You came in and stole my heart

I smiled back without any lament

I finally confessed how I feel

It would end all I never knew

When we were not meant to be

Why did I fall for you?

Me and you as together we

I know it would never be

You were a dream

I have to understand

But my heart has bigger demands

It still asks me to wait

And I reply back Ok Great!!

the emerald islands.....

2012-08-30T01:05:00.000-07:00

It has so much to offer that one gets lost in its many ways. The Andaman island group embodies a mosaic of an outstanding biotic blend with an exotic excellence. It is a fresh surprise everyday. Oceanic panorama is not just the only blissful facet of the Andaman. It is the home to marvelous mangroves, limestone caves, dashing corals, dense green forests, mud and lava volcanoes and the diverse zoological world. It is also the refuge to one of the oldest races of mankind. The historical remains of the Indian Bastille that is the Cellular Jail adds another dimension to its offerings. Far from the mainland, it is not less than a recluse amidst the Bay of Bengal. It has however created its own niche and distinctiveness.

The Emerald islands are a group of total of 572 islands, islets and rocks both inhabited and uninhabited. It is undoubtedly a pie in the sky type of destination for an exotic long vacation. The ideal time to plan the jaunt to the Islands is from October to April. One can relish ones time in adventurous trekking and water sports or just relax in the captivating white sand along the coastline. The White sand of the Radhanagar beach in the Havelock islands is simply incredible. One can witness outstanding landscapes and natural vista during ones stay at the several other islands.Every island is unique in its delicacy. Andaman Islands are also the home to exotic and varied sea food. The enveloping atmosphere with its eclectic flora and fauna creates an unending love in the hearts of the travelers.

To me the Andaman island trip is the most memorable one. It has been quite sometime but I still recount the time spent there. It in real surprised me everyday. There was so much to get lost into. Every day was a new endeavor to explore into the picturesque extravaganza. I can still recall that right from the moment my flight entered the nautical periphery I could nous the emerald existence of the islands. Blessed with crystal clear water and the endless undisputed white sand, the emerald islands created in me an unforgettable impression of nature with a caressing soreness and a pensive fondness into its subtle tones. At 17 it was my first romance. I could finally decipher the words of Keats, Shelly and Wordsworth and very well understand what made them pen so well.

when you said that no....

2012-08-06T03:37:00.003-07:00

When you said that no

my heart sank up to my knees

things turned steady and slow

the cheerful life got the hasty blow

hours seemed like a damn century

I realized how helpless I was indeed

It was the moment I had waited for

Or maybe I was jus expecting more

I don’t know what really went wrong

Why at last you turned me down

I wished I could undo your nix

Then things would have been less tragic

The string of my joy was in your hand

You tore it apart and took your stand

I have no hatred for what you did

But I get sad every time I think

Move on is all I tell my heart

There is so much life if I restart.

Anand & Raghu

2012-07-24T04:07:00.002-07:00

Anand and Raghu are the two quintessential larger than life characters ever created in the history of Hindi cinema and courtesy and encomium to the late timeless superstar Shri Rajesh Khanna who exhibited enormous acting ability while playing these characters on the silver screen. I must also revere Late Sri Hrishikesh Mukherjee who created the two flawless magical characters and molded them with utmost exquisiteness thereby creating two masterpiece of visual art viz Anand and Bawarchi.

While one romanced with death and taught us to live beyond the fear of death, the other restructured the pillars of a broken house and transformed it into a home. Anand believed in having a big life rather than a long one and Raghu attempted to rejuvenate the family affection and togetherness. They both depicted nothing new but simple things like sharing, spreading happiness and making an effort to be the reason for someone’s smile. The interesting thing is that the pain with the death of Anand was the same as that with the parting of Raghu from the Sharma family. They stand in parallel in their effort of restoring the emotions of life

Every time I watch the two characters, an ambience of vivacity and positivity surrounds me. They somehow soften my skeptical mind and enable to see the beauty of life in small things. They push me to introspection and prompt me to defuse all squabbles that are affecting my life without much of a reason. They instigate me to transform from a stolid being to an emotive one. They make me cry out of their goodness. I fall for the characters every time I see them on screen. I am sure everybody experiences the same flare of positive vehemence.

Anand and Raghu in real do not symbolize a human but a way of life. They try to imbibe in us the outlook to realize the colors beyond the despair and complexities of life. I wonder whether people like Anand and Raghu exist in real. They are the epitome of bonhomie. When I look back there have been moments when I have experienced traces of both in others, sometimes in complete strangers. The truth is that there exists an Anand and a Raghu in all of us. It is just our haplessness that we have suppressed them. We think we are more practical when we refrain from such simplicity and innocence. We are so much lost in our personal growth that we ignore and doubt the love, affection and generosity provided by our kin or folks. It is however a matter of complete choice to alive anand and raghu in our cognition. I wish things was that easy as I am writing and we could contemplate such a change and rejoice life like Anand and Raghu.