To You

December 14, 2012 § Leave a comment

One beautiful evening we travelled far for miles and miles… the road ran under our feet pushing us forward to new places. The sun sets for the day but not for us. And I would love to spread my wings… because you are with me.

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This is a public declaration of love… 🙂
The last year has been wonderful with you and because of you…
You have changed my life. 
Here’s to sharing a lifetime together!
I love you with all my heart, for now and always!
Happy Anniversary! 
 
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words. Bertrand Russel

August 14, 2012 § Leave a comment

“The typical unhappy man is one who, having been deprived in youth of some normal satisfaction, has come to value this one kind of satisfaction more than any other, and has therefore given to his life a one-sided direction, together with a quite undue emphasis upon the achievement as opposed to the activities connected with it.” – Bertrand Russell, “The Conquest Happiness”

Once in a while you really come across something someone said and it gets to you and makes you think.

Ahh… the power of words!

The past tends to define you, most of the time. So if, that one normal satisfaction that you are deprived as a youth defines everything that follows, its kind of limiting isn’t it. Then of course, it can also be liberating. Or motivating. But… tends to be limiting most of the time.

Perhaps clarity is a virtue. To see what is affecting you, your unconscious actions towards something… and to see if it is limiting you or blinding you to possibilities. To be free of all the past must feel very very light!

Why a girl needs her friends

April 19, 2012 § 10 Comments

Moving on from the ‘BFF’ chubby cheeky gooey sweet idea… there is and always has been more to girl friends than that.

Before I got married and came here, I had lived in the same city for 24 years. And 24 years in one city entails a few things. You know your way around town, you meet familiar people when you go out, you know the city’s way of life….    AND you have really old friends.

I ve had friends since I was a kid. I mean real ones. Not the ones that you make just along the way to have company. I used to have so many friends and held them so special and close to my heart… one day as a kid my father warned me it was gonna screw my perspective and I was gonna lose focus. But I ‘m glad to say he was wrong. I m proud of the fact that I have friends who can do anything for me and for whom I ll do anything. But it is not even just that…

You see, after you are all grown up and done with delusional ideas about life that you had as a teenager (teenage – the time when you were super sensitive and even the slightest littlest off thing got your world crashing down), and then you grow up (grown up – the time now when you know the realities of life and face them and start thinking super practical)… you have essentially been two different people. Life has altered and changed everything around you and it has definitely changed YOU. And friends are the interface between these two people you were. Friends are the interface between these two and many other different people you may become over time. They are the only ones who have seen you evolve. They understand. Without judgement.

Now this is true for everyone. But there’s something about girlfriends. I ve always believed everyone needs a girl-friend. Even guys need a girl-friend! There’s something about old friends that makes you be completely at comfort and gives you a warm fuzzy feeling inside. I remember during busy weeks how I would run to see my friend early saturday  morning. It was my rewind moment. Meeting over coffee at Rupali and chatting away to glory. Over absolutely anything. She was my partner in interesting stuff – plays, books, movies, flowers. It’s not these things though. What makes a friendship special is that you are completely yourself, the other person is not judging you, you have the best conversations, you can let down your guards. And sometimes you don’t even have to talk. You can just sit quietly on a green hilltop or at the side of a lake and enjoy the air and the view and not bother to talk. Old friends are the ones that recognize your chocolate craving. They don’t bother you if you don’t call for days. They know you just want to stay alone. And when you re done you just pick up from there. And sometimes after months, even years, you can simply pick up from where you left. It doesn’t matter,  coz you know deep down you have and will always have that connection.

A deep bond that will never break over any number of years. Anything else might change, but friends are for life.

They ll tell you when you are wrong. But they ll also tell you when you are right. She ll tell you the hideous shirt looks hideous. She ll tell you that you are the prettiest. She ll come with you to do random stuff. Lie on your back on Marine drive. Hunt books. Have impromptu dance sessions. Funny click moments. Argue. Turn up at your door with chocolates to comfort. Laugh till you have tears in your eyes over the silliest things. Go for jogs. Go for long walks. Goes flower gathering with you. Gives you her favorite pencil. Gives you her favorite book. Introduces you to lip color. Scolds you for being laid-back. You need her to share. She makes angry big eyes at you when you don’t try enough to get what you wanted. She’s the one who smiles with you when you tell her you are in love.

And she’s the one who tells you to follow your dreams no matter what happens.

Quote Tuesday

April 17, 2012 § 1 Comment

“As time goes by, life has a way of rearranging itself. People enter your life, and inevitably, they leave as well. Things have a tendency to happen that can turn your world upside down. You’ll come to realize eventually, that even though things are different, you are as well.”

the snow…

March 8, 2011 § 8 Comments

(Oh well…here it is,my first ‘guest blog’. I’m so so excited spilling out my heart here,and so grateful to S,that she though me worthy enough to be trusted with her blog.So here it is…something specially for her!)

i had a dream,it was snowing…in our own city!We were together.You were looking fairer than usual,if that’s possible!Almost porcelain.Your nose was red,after all the crying,your eyes were strained.You looked tired…tired of being perfect and sweet all the time.You looked at me with great hope,for comfort.But instead, all you saw was your reflection.Inspite of all the misery,we couldn’t help but laugh at our situation…how similar our lives were!Our laughter made us forget the world…we wandered through all the accumulated snow…but at a crossroad,we chose different paths…i tried to get back at you,i tried to find you,but you were long gone.i was lost…

i had the dream again…at the crossroads,we met again!You had changed…you were glowing,your eyes were beaming…all the things you had hoped for…were all yours,and more! I had rarely seen you so happy.You looked at me with great hope, but i was no more your reflection.I was cold,from fighting the wind.But seeing you smile,my heart melted.I couldnt have hoped for anything else…we wandered again……and it snowed again!

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