Wednesday, 29 January 2014

8 Random things about me and 5 quotes

As I am new to the blogging world, I keep looking for inspiration. Recently, this wonderful blogger that I follow posted this and I have taken up the tag mainly to exercise my writing muscles :)

So first 8 random things about me:

1. I love plants but sadly do not have much of a green thumb. So the only plant that I can maintain is my beloved, much pampered tulsi. My PC (Prince Charming for the uninitiated) tells me I need to grow up a little before I can grow my garden! :( boo hoo

2. I absolutely dislike the sound that pigeons make. I know lots of bird lovers would shoot me for saying this but I think pigeons are pests. They manage to make a mess anywhere. But for all my dislike I am against hurting any of them despite more than sufficient provocation from their end. :)

3. I am a very fast reader. Also, once I start reading, if the book is interesting, I can give up sleep and food till I finish the entire book. I remember this is what happened when I read Dan Brown's Angels and Demons. Sadly, recently, no book has inspired that kind of involvement from me.

4. I absolutely love the weather these days, feel like snuggling in the blanket all day long. But duty calls, so have to wake up at all ungodly hours to lazily complete all the chores before heading to office

5. I have been trying to learn driving since a long time now. I have had 2 Learning licences that have expired before I could take the driving test. I know, I know, lazy me!!

6. I scribble a lot while talking on the phone. There are times when after an hour long conversation, I have had a full scale scenery at my hands with no memory whatsoever of creating it. Yes, I am crazy that way :) 

7. I am in awe of people who can write poetry in all those forms that dot the internet. I mean, having the ability to write verse is one thing, but to be able to write it in a way to fit the structure defined by a form... way too awesome!!

8. I am learning a lot about football and the EPL, thanks to my PC**. Even my knowledge of cricket was sketchy at best before marriage. Now I actually know what the silly point means! yaay me!! :):)


And now, 5 quotes that mean a lot to me:

1. "And above all, watch with glittering eyes the whole world around you, because the greatest secrets are always hidden in the most unlikely places. Those who don't believe in magic will never find it."
- Roald Dahl

2. “You've gotta dance like there's nobody watching,
Love like you'll never be hurt,
Sing like there's nobody listening,
And live like it's heaven on earth.”
― William W. Purkey

3. This one from Bob Marley is so inspirational:
“Only once in your life, I truly believe, you find someone who can completely turn your world around. You tell them things that you’ve never shared with another soul and they absorb everything you say and actually want to hear more. You share hopes for the future, dreams that will never come true, goals that were never achieved and the many disappointments life has thrown at you. When something wonderful happens, you can’t wait to tell them about it, knowing they will share in your excitement. They are not embarrassed to cry with you when you are hurting or laugh with you when you make a fool of yourself. Never do they hurt your feelings or make you feel like you are not good enough, but rather they build you up and show you the things about yourself that make you special and even beautiful. There is never any pressure, jealousy or competition but only a quiet calmness when they are around. You can be yourself and not worry about what they will think of you because they love you for who you are. The things that seem insignificant to most people such as a note, song or walk become invaluable treasures kept safe in your heart to cherish forever. Memories of your childhood come back and are so clear and vivid it’s like being young again. Colours seem brighter and more brilliant. Laughter seems part of daily life where before it was infrequent or didn’t exist at all. A phone call or two during the day helps to get you through a long day’s work and always brings a smile to your face. In their presence, there’s no need for continuous conversation, but you find you’re quite content in just having them nearby. Things that never interested you before become fascinating because you know they are important to this person who is so special to you. You think of this person on every occasion and in everything you do. Simple things bring them to mind like a pale blue sky, gentle wind or even a storm cloud on the horizon. You open your heart knowing that there’s a chance it may be broken one day and in opening your heart, you experience a love and joy that you never dreamed possible. You find that being vulnerable is the only way to allow your heart to feel true pleasure that’s so real it scares you. You find strength in knowing you have a true friend and possibly a soul mate who will remain loyal to the end. Life seems completely different, exciting and worthwhile. Your only hope and security is in knowing that they are a part of your life.” 
― Bob Marley

4.
“Our true friends are those who are with us when the good things happen. They cheer us on and are pleased by our triumphs. False friends only appear at difficult times, with their sad, supportive faces, when, in fact, our suffering is serving to console them for their miserable lives.” 
― Paulo CoelhoThe Zahir

5. "Dear God," she prayed, "let me be something every minute of every hour of my life. Let me be gay; let me be sad. Let me be cold; let me be warm. Let me be hungry...have too much to eat. Let me be ragged or well dressed. Let me be sincere - be deceitful. Let me be truthful; let me be a liar. Let me be honorable and let me sin. Only let me be something every blessed minute. And when I sleep, let me dream all the time so that not one little piece of living is ever lost.” 
― Betty SmithA Tree Grows in Brooklyn

I hope I have done justice to the meme, this can be taken up by anyone :). And as you can see, I took long enough to complete this post. I started it sometime last week and am finally posting this today. Hopefully the new year has more frequent posts from me in store **fingers crossed**   

**PC=Prince Charming :)

Tuesday, 31 December 2013

Happy New Year

Wishing an awesome, exhilarating New Year to all. I wish for an year that is full of surprises and inspiration and hope to continue expressing my thoughts through this window to my soul, my blog.

As far as New Year Resolutions go, I am not the best at keeping them. But some resolutions, where the goal is clear and the rewards far outweigh the hard work required, I have managed to fulfill. For this year, I hope to finally learn driving a four wheeler and work more on my writing. It is a well-known fact in my family that I am one of those few people in the universe who managed to become an adult without learning to ride a bicycle :( A fact that I regret now, but am too chicken to reverse. So four wheelers are my only hope of self sufficiency. As a  kid, I was chauffeured everywhere like the daddy's princess I am and later on preferred taking public transport to maintain what I liked to call "My Green Quotient" :) . Now, my PC is very helpful in driving me wherever I want, and my city has buses and other means of transport, but this is my belated attempt at being independent :)

As far as improving the frequency and quality of my writing is concerned, I am still shaking off the rust on my pen and trying to work out a routine where I can scribble a few lines a day. Sometimes, I feel that there are too many thoughts in the mind that refuse to get written on paper. Does that happen to you too? Now I have taken up to writing on random bits of paper whenever the thought strikes me. Let's see if that improves :)

What are your New Year Resolutions? Do you plan on learning/ improving anything?  

P.S.: PC: Prince Charming

Wednesday, 11 December 2013

When you come back

whispers of dawn lighten the sky,
but the darkness of the heart has no respite
our garden is a now forest
but the blooms are still untouched by sight.

and when you come back
by the river you will find me
smiling in the petals of a daffodil
flitting in the gossamer wings of a bee.

and when you reach out,
in the wildflowers' scent I will waft in
in the fireflies' light I will elude
like the wind I will be wherever you see.

shades of dusk permeate the horizon
seek me in the lake at first daylight
when you find my watery grave
envelop me in you arms and hold me tight.


I believe that true poetry comes from the soul and mostly has no form. That when we use different poetry forms or structures, the form that we present it in is an adulterated rendition of our thoughts and feelings. This is a poem that follows no format or structure, directly out of my heart, hope it reaches yours. 

Tough or Easy?

Last week I had been to my cousin's wedding in Mumbai. On my way back yesterday, I was waiting for the flight to board at the airport. Mumbai being Mumbai, within twenty minutes, I was feeling thirsty. I looked around and headed to the crowded ( another characteristic of Mumbai) snack counter. Since there was a huge line, I thought, let me look and see if I like any of the soft drinks before joining the queue. While I was lost in my thoughts, a lady, well dressed and educated standing in the line looks at me and says haughtily, "excuse me, there is a line, you have to join". And this when I was nowhere near the line. I was stupefied for a minute. Then the lioness in me woke up, but it was too late. The "line lady" had turned back and the moment was lost.

I found this incident very difficult to forget. I had a lot of good memories of the time I spent with my extended family on this trip, but this one totally unimportant and meaningless incident overshadowed my mind for a very long time. A niece's smile, a nephew's lisping rendition of Johnny Johnny rhymes, shared laughter with cousins, pulling each other's leg and just being with family. On the plane, I realized that it is so tough to forget some things but there are so many good memories that are washed away.

This incident brought about one more thought to my mind, it is so easy to be rude, to curse, to hurt and so tough to be nice, to compliment, to heal. And being human, we all choose to do the easy things. When I was standing there in the airport cafe, it would have been easy for her to be nice, easier to ignore the girl lost in her own world next to her but she chose to presume the worst and be rude to her. Maybe, the lady's actions were a result of tension or stress in her life, but is that any excuse to take it on an unsuspecting person?How many times, have we done the same thing, been obnoxious while being cordial was equally possible, where with no or little provocation we have spoiled some stranger's mood?

I have promised myself today that even if I cannot forget the negativity around me, I will not allow it to overshadow the sunshine and happiness that all my beloved people spread in my life :):) So, the lady who yelled at me in a crowded airport, you actually taught me something! Thank you!

Sunday, 20 October 2013

What to do when people leave?

People leave, sometimes when things go wrong, sometimes in search of something and sometimes for no apparent reason at all. What does one do when someone close to you leaves, follow them, ask them to come back, hate them or let them walk away ?

I am one of those who believe that all of us are on a journey. A journey that began in our mother's womb and will end when we are in our tomb. So when someone leaves, its because their journey is taking them somewhere else. And if you are not essential to their journey, then perhaps they are not to yours. So what if the person showed you colors in you and around you that you were unaware of? You know yourself better now and you were alive and well before you met them. 

I know its never easy to let go of anger, least of all, when it is righteous. But it is up to you whether to hold on to a dream that has already let you go or take a step forward and carry on with the other things in life, there is so much more to love, to experience, to feel. Do not let yourself stop your journey because one person left your ship. There are many more passengers that  you can pick up on your way, but always remember, each passenger is on his own journey.

Put all the hate in a letter and burn it. Let all your anger  disappear in the ashes, there is no use in nursing old hurts, because as long as you stay mad, its not going to get better. Forgive and move on to all the better things that life is waiting to show you.

Till next time,

Cheers

Saturday, 19 October 2013

Why should one write?

Since childhood, I have had a worship for all things literary. Any free time on my hands and I would curl up with a book. Sometimes, during summer holidays, after exhausting my share of books from the local library, I would beg my brother to get some books for me. This love for books soon moved to writing snippets of prose and poetry during high school years.

But as time passed and I started feeling the pressure of making grades for a good college, then cracking the interview for the perfect company and finally maintaining all the deadlines which are a part and parcel of every IT story. And then the little connection that I had to writing slowly leaked out of my life. Things did not change after marriage, but rather, I got a convenient excuse whenever I asked myself, "Why am I not writing?" Frankly, where is the time I said to myself. Work and learning how to maintain a home, despite being a Daddy's little princess ( more about that some other time) has completely engulfed my life. So one fine day, when I was going through one of many inspirational blogs I realised that I have been hiding myself from the reality of writing. Of putting my thoughts into words. 

I had created this blog during one of those upbeat moods while going through old poems,I thought that my creativity or lack there of should be out there in the world and not just a page in my well worn notebook. But I did not post anything old or new on this blog because I was scared, what if no one reads my blog, or what if people read it and hate it? And why start something without knowing if I have the time to go through with it. Why should I write?

Today, I had an epiphany. I have read a lot on the internet so far. Some of it really good, some in my honest opinion could use some improvement but at least there are other people who have the guts to go tell the world what they are thinking. So, moving on to the epiphany, it does not matter if no one likes what I am writing, it does not matter if no one reads (well to tell the truth, it does matter,but lets look at the bigger picture here) what matters is that when I write, I am sharing a part of myself, creating something that has my stamp on it. And like chopping onions, it might be unbearably tearful in the beginning, but with time I can only get better. 

Dear reader, you came across this page while just checking the net and like me nurse an insatiable love for writing but have been wondering when and how to take the plunge into writing, believe me, there is no better time than now. And if like normally contrary me, you have also overcome the indecision and fear or being unheard, do share your story with me, I can always do with new inspiration.

Till next time,

Cheers!



Lost Love

She knew it would all end in pain

But given a choice,she would love him

forever and all over again


Her dreams of moonlit walks would remain a fantasy

And yet, she treasured the clandestine moments of rendenzvous

every step of that one shared waltz made her dizzy


Her presence was like the warmth of a blaze on a winter night

her musical laughter mesmerized him,

he was losing his heart and he did not even put up a fight


How could something feel so right, when they knew deep down, it was wrong

he was pledged to a different destiny and her dreams were shattered

They could not live in their blissful oblivion for long


She walked away, because she could not stand being in the way,

embraced him for the last time and with a smile

sent him to where his duty lay


He stood, arms outstretched, lips moved, but all the broken promises choked his throat

Fighting his inner demons, when he called out to his lost love,

she was gone, like she never was, without even a goodbye note..