Monday, December 29, 2008

All over again




Born from the wet clay spinning around the wheel
forbearing the journey through fire valiantly
transforming into a hard shiny ceramic
to face the world and embrace its all-pervasive misery
with equanimity and joy
and then with time, with no whimper and grudge towards none
wither into earth only to be molded back in the soft wet clay all over again


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Thursday, December 11, 2008

Between me and the devil time


On this misty foggy stormy night
You have succeeded in stealing my wings
You celebrate, you laugh and you dance
You are happy, rejoicing at my bleeding wounds
I can't fly anymore
can't kiss the stars and can't compete with my old folks

But O devil time,
I bet, you are still a loser
As you can't steal my soul, my faith and my self-belief,
I am still laughing, celebrating and having fun all around
Go away, I challenge thee,
And try scheming another plan to conquer me


Sunday, December 7, 2008

Down the memory lane.......

This is about the time I was very young and was taught about Gandhism in school. When I came back home, I asked my mom and she said yes it works.
Then a little later while playing a game, a friend of mine got annoyed and slapped me. With Ahimsa firmly ingrained in my mind as the ultimate practice to follow, I offered the other cheek to my friend. Obliged, my friend gleefully slapped me again. Shocked and uterly surprised to see Ahimsa not work, I gave her 2-3-4 right then and there.;-)

In the evening back home, mom asked me about what happened.
After narrating her the whole incident, I told her your way didn't work so i used mine .:-) (snehaism)

Thursday, December 4, 2008

What a disservice to the community !!

There can be no greater disservice to the community than what is done by these gun totting zealots (which we also call as terrorists)and their hard-lined radical teachers. I would appear foolish and naive if I try to expound on the virtues of this great religion,Islam, and its followers. When I listen to beautiful singers like Ustad Rashid Khan and see Zahir khan win matches for us and Shahrukh in "Swadesh" I am overwhelmed by the examples set by them. Among the cesspool of the politicians and top administrators of this country, the name of Abdul Kalam shines as a beacon. India as a nation has grown and developed culturally, spiritually and in all spheres of life through its association with this great religion. I firmly believe that all ordinary and common people of our country believe in this and exhibit this belief through their kind deeds whenever the need arises and the humanity demands.
And there can be no greater disservice done to Islam than killing innocent people in its name. Needless to mention the only purpose that it serves is to create a temporary feeling of bad blood between the siblings who have lived together for centuries.

Saturday, November 29, 2008

Of mindless politicians and senseless killers

We are all aghast at the killings in Mumbai at the hands of senseless murderers but what was more shocking was the response of the Deputy chief minister of Maharastra R.R Patil who said "Aisa nahi hai. Itne bade shahar mein chhota hadsa ho jata hai. To total failure nahi hai (It is not like that. In big cities like this, small incidents do happen. It's is not a total failure.)"

Now this gentleman is the top executive of Maharastra government. He is supposed to lead in the decision making process of the government and make sure that all measures are taken that incidents like this do not recur and the security system is able to apprehend such plans much in advance.

But on the contrary he does not acknowledge it to be a major failure of his intelligence setup(which I think is a group disgruntled policemen trying to get to more profit-reaping positions)and believes it to be a 'chota hadsa'. Now I know that our friends of Mr Patil have attributed this to his poor knowledge of the language but I believe that the minister was trying to paint this as a regular kind of security lapse and not a total failure. The minister deserves a thorough official reprimand for putting his foot in his mouth and i would be more happy if this can cost him his political position.

I end this post by saluting our brave men in uniform who did an excellent job at purging the murderers. A friend of mine hinted that the security personnel were probably inefficient in taking so much time to kill the terrorists, without knowing that they were just careful and meticulous to save as many guests as they could. Had India been a totalitarian regime we would have gassed the whole hotel and the operation would have been over in an hour. And we would have never known who/what/how many were the casualties.



we need a 100 million voices like this for a change to come,the change that we earnestly seek.


Sunday, November 16, 2008

In defense of inequality


All human beings are born alike. Hmmm..let me think , I guess not!!!

I do not think they are alike and they do not deserve to be equally educated as there are inherent differences between the way they think and work. In simpler words some are more smarter and are capable of leading others. These ones are capable of more hard work and come up with brighter ideas and can perform better than other ones in stressful circumstances like sitting in a boardroom, making sense out of a business memo or may be working in a foreign bank.

If you think I am sounding silly, you are wrong because that’s what the CAT exam statistics tells me. The HRD ministry was able to successfully deprive better education and thus a chance of good future to a lot of unworthy candidates ( 288200 out of 290000 that have filled the forms). I am sure they would be patting their back for setting up a very tough screening procedure, for having very few good management institutes for a horde of young citizens who want to take the country ahead.

What a great service to the nation and its young citizens.

Tuesday, November 11, 2008

Remembrance Day - A day to remember

In Flanders Fields
by John McCrae, May 1915



In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep,
though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.

On 2 May, 1915, in the second week of fighting during the Second Battle of Ypres Lieutenant Alexis Helmer was killed by a German artillery shell. He was a friend of the Canadian military doctor Major John McCrae. It is believed that John began the draft for his famous poem 'In Flanders Fields' that evening.



Tuesday, November 4, 2008

Its going to snow today night




Its going to snow today night,
And tomorrow morning the bare trees,
the barren fields and the weary roads will be all covered in white,
And its the snow which along with the moonlight would,
Make these dark nights even more bright

Snow snow snow, its going to be snow everywhere,
covering the pathway, covering the driveway,
testing your patience and your might

Falling from the heavens,
everywhere on the old and the young,
the mighty and the poor,
the black, colored and the white,
on all living and non-living alike,

Thinking of all this that's going to happen
fills me with joy & delight

Tuesday, October 28, 2008

Nature's blessing



Blessed are the women who enjoy motherhood. The memories of my childhood- the time I started walking, my first tooth, the first time i said ma- every such little thing is stored in my mother's computer memory, which she delightfully shares with me sometimes.
She was always there for me in times of need. I am really grateful to God to bless me with such a mumma as my mom. My mother has been a housewife, but even some of my friends whose mothers were working, had their grand parents or somebody else in the joint family who took good care of them while their mother was away.
But with the breakup of the joint family system and with the ever increasing crazy drive for getting ahead, the children find themselves all alone stranded in some day care.
I am not against the working moms but I feel that for a certain period, they should enjoy the motherhood, they should enjoy the moments with their child and not send the child to daycare - if they can afford to and if there is no impending financial crisis. Its a nature's blessing to be able to procreate. A friend of mine who cannot become mother, told me adopting a child is also not easy, there is a long queue and you have to be financially strong. Its a long legal and such a slow process and full of mental trauma that only people who go through this can understand.

I feel we should be ready to acknowledge that if the younger generation spend most of their time in day care facility deprived of the love and the care of the family, they would reciprocate by sending their parents to old age home at the earliest opportunity.

Tuesday, October 21, 2008

My Wish

If I had wings
I would fly to wherever you were
If I had colors
I would paint your life with my magical hues
If I were the sun
I would bring warmth to your cold & gloomy days
If I were the moon
I would beam down my light to make your life bright
If I were a star
I would twinkle in your life
If I were the rain
I would wash away your pains
My simple wish is I hope to be the joy of your life

Tuesday, October 14, 2008

Soulmate




The other half of your heartbeat,
the one who makes you whole...
The eyes that sparkle when you meet,
and a touch more precious than gold.

They feel your love whether near or far,
and anticipate your every desire...
Sense your needs no matter where they are,
and their visions you inspire.

A soul mate will see you with youthful
eyes, whether you become bald or gray...
and love you with the depth of their heart,
until their dying day.

A soul mate is a mate for life,
even if your ways do part;
no matter what the outcome may be
for your hands hold each others heart.

~Mary Wilson

Sunday, October 5, 2008

A lively street of my town




Monday to Friday on this lively street I watch,
the hustle & bustle of the people walking around
a local band playing with joy and energy profound
a painter who is engrossed in his work, oblivious of the world around.

The street is lined with colorful flowers
that are blooming in their pots
All across people gathered are eating at the vendor shops
somewhere else birds are chirping and feeding in their own flocks

Sitting on one of the benches, I think that
there can be no greater comfort than walking through this street
to wander through it, is a sheer pleasure
and to watch it, is a visual treat


Sunday, September 21, 2008

The Granny Next Door

"Ma, what will you do there ? You will catch cold. Relax at home and keep yourself busy in pooja".

This is the daily scene of my neighbours in India.

The Dadi (granny) has her own room where she spends her whole day. She is not allowed to meet the high profile guests. She does not accompany her family to 5 star hotel dinners and expensive malls.

My parents tell me that when Dadi was young she never thought twice before spending any amount to meet her children's needs. She was very fond of wearing bright clothes and loved to be around among the people.
When I visit her, I still find her very observant and intelligent. But it pains me to see that her own family avoids talking to her and she is mostly by herself. And also she is mostly subject to a host of instructions like do's and don'ts. I kiss and hug her a lot and she gets very happy and cheerful, while the whole family gives me odd looks. But I don't care and they dare not say anything to me.
Not that they are bad but they probably feel that dadi has no other human needs than food, clothes, medicines or sleep.That she needs good company to talk to, needs to go out to parks, shopping or just spending weekends with friends and relatives.

Are we so busy in our life not to take out a few minutes for our older people or have we become simply insensitive ?

Friday, September 19, 2008

Silent tears



Overwhelming grief tears my heart apart,
my eyes battle the rush of tears,
me like an adroit surfer in wild waves
deep calm & quiet outside
Not to reveal the suffering within
To the loved ones around
And to those who left for heaven




Thursday, September 11, 2008

Bad day virus

Yes, even I got caught by this virus today. One of my friends asked me a personal question and though I tried to avoid him, but he kept on nagging me , which left me terribly irritated for the whole day.

And then in the class my teacher asked me a very plain and simple question which i knew the answer of. But I was in such a bad mood that i couldn't answer properly. This gave me a feeling of foolishness. For the whole day I was empty stomach but with lots of anger. I just don't understand why people are so insensitive ? and why are they so inquisitive?

Above all, while returning back home the train was packed as usual as it were peak hours and the man sitting beside me was so stinky as if he has not taken a bath for years. I was just about to vomit. And it takes 45 min by train from university to my place.

Now i am trying to call my parents and their landline is not working and mobile is out of range. I will sleep off my frustation now and hope to have fresh start tomorrow.

Friday, September 5, 2008

For life Goes On...............


Long dry spells are followed by bountiful rain,
Thunderous snow storms are followed by glimmering sunlight,
Alone dreary nights are followed by endearing companionship,
Then my friend, keep faith within,
For life goes on..................

Vanquished lives get saved by Godliness in fellow humans,
Through many missed chances, emerge excellent opportunities,
Like the beautiful lotus that blooms out of mud,
Like every newborn that brings hope to a desperate humanity,
Thus my friend, keep smiling,
For life goes on......................


Sunday, August 31, 2008

रेत....

निर्मल,शाँत,सहज ओर सौम्य

दुर से तुम ऐसी ही प्रतीत होती हों

जितना करीब आई तुम्हारे

हैरान थी यह देख कर, कैसे

कण कण को अपने मे समेट कर

संपूर्ण दिखती हों

हवा का झोंका कुछ साथ लाया और कुछ ले गया

तुमहे कुछ और बिखेर गया

नित्य नया रूप लेती हो

फिर भी शाँत, सहज कैसे तुम रहती हों ?

Tuesday, August 26, 2008

Fast -My way !!!

A friend of mine asked me. Sneha did u fast on Sunday(janmashtmi) ?

Of course, I said.

Really, what did u eat then? Surprised, she asked me.

Sneha : Kuttu (buck wheat) chilah (pancake), Jeera alloo, kheera raita and strawberry shake for faalhaar and my roomie made poori , alloo paneer and chawal ki kheer. raat key 12 bajey key baad khaney key liey. bus.:)

she said: bus, 'raising her one eyebrow', fir kya fast kiya ?

Sneha: isley tou kiya tha. And we laughed.

Sunday, August 24, 2008

A Prayer Answered


She feels helpless like a frightened dove
A grave danger lurks on the life of her love
She prays before god with a heavy heart
Unsure of her future, unknown fears tearing her soul apart

The odds have been great against the valiant prince
Overcoming the hurdles that have been troubling long since
Buoyed by his love, he moves ahead
Finally to emerge as a victor with his fame widespread

Her prayers answered,
The pall of gloom disappears on all courses
Here comes her prince riding a chariot of love driven by white horses
Carries her into the moonlit clouds above
Where the stars witness their dance
And angels sing songs of their love

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Wednesday, August 20, 2008

Chain Of Love


Yeah Its a chain of love, a web of friendship and a club of avid bloggers.

Thanks a lot Harshita for the award. Although I would have like to receive this award from Harshita on a grand stage in front of a cheering audiance, nonetheless I feel overjoyed, elated and over the moon.;)
Now as a part of the award protocol I abide by these following rules

1. The winner can put the logo on their blog.
2. Link the person you received your award from.
3. Nominate at least 7 other blogs.
4. Put links of those blogs on yours.
5. Leave a message on the blogs you’ve nominated.

As we are a club of select bloggers i have to pass the award to guys who might have received them earlier. And the awardees are :-

* Thoughtful Harshita:- is a pleasure to read.She delves on a variety of topics.exhibiting compassion and empathy for the world around.

* Emotional Nidhi :- who is frank and staright forward in her opinion about everything around her.I admire her for the courage that is required for such purpose.

* Sweetie pie Mahi :- I love her humorous narratives of her daily chores.

* Cool Abhinav :- Always find interesting stuff on his blog with a new found flavor for humor.

* Motivator Krishna :-His experiences are interesting to read.I got encouraged into blogging through him.


sorry for breaking the rule of passing it to 7 people ;) Hey rules are made to be broken.

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Saturday, August 16, 2008

Celebrating Life



Summer heat has parched the ground

Killing the greens all around

As the rain falls, back the life crawls

On every plant the leaves sprout

the signs of life galore & the gloom blows out

The world is ephemeral ,

an endless cycle of life & death,

unknown and uncontrolled by us,

then why despair!!

Live life to the full, shedding joy abound

fulfilling your dreams, making this life your playground।

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Friday, August 15, 2008

Look To This Day



Look to this day:
For it is life, the very life of life.
In its brief course
Lie all the verities and realities of your existence.
The bliss of growth,
The glory of action,
The splendor of achievement
Are but experiences of time.

For yesterday is but a dream
And tomorrow is only a vision;
And today well-lived, makes
Yesterday a dream of happiness
And every tomorrow a vision of hope.
Look well therefore to this day;
Such is the salutation to the ever-new dawn!

~ Kalidasa

Monday, August 11, 2008

Do you believe in the miraculous power of a hug ?






I was roaming in YouTube aimlessly and came across this video, which touched my heart. Its no wonder an innocent act of embrace can work as a miracle for life, can fill the emptiness of many hearts, can replace medicine and act as a healer in ones recovery.
We cannot ignore the power of hug. Its sweetness, & warmth doesn't alter with ever changing seasons.

We say "an excess of everything is bad", but its not true here. The more you give or the more you receive, more positive energies transmit. Its like a cloud that protects us from the scorching heat of sun.

Its inexpensive and just requires a warm heart and a compassionate soul that reaches out to the next person to share the joy or empathize with the pain.


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Friday, August 8, 2008

Hide N Seek






The counting is done & I open my eyes

Searching you behind the clouds, stars and the blue sky

Seasons have passed, but my quest for your hiding place is still not over

My heart is pounding, I give up

My soul whispers, I am tired

Come out from your den please

Now you seek & let me hide


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* This post is for my brother who rests in peace in an other world than ours.

Saturday, August 2, 2008

Friendship Day Message...........................



Happy Friendship Day!, 'Dear Best Friend'. Now, don't ask me, why I am using blue color for my post? Its your favorite color and of course, I am dedicating this post to you. So BLUE, BLUE & BLUE, you know it very well. If I use my favorite color, you will not be able to read (even with magnifying glass) . ;)

Hey, I am not sending any mails, messages and card this year. I know you are very busy. I don't want to waste your precious time. And I believe, if we are really true friends, our hearts will transmit the messages of our well being. If we really do care for each other we will blow out the egos, take out time from our busy schedules for our friends. May be we are missing something exciting happening in our friends life. What do you say ;)

Today I want to let you know that so many times I have hurt you knowingly just because I always want the very best for you. Now you have 'the best' in your life. I am very-very happy for you.


To let you know today, even if we are miles apart I can sense your feelings, can read your mind and can understand very well your situation from which you are going through. And I promise you to be always with you in the ebbs and flow of life.


I bet I told you this so many times - never lose faith in the promise that i gave you-
No matter when,
No matter where,
If i am alive and you need me, I am just a message away.

Hey this song I dedicate to you, my best friend forever.









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Tuesday, July 29, 2008

Feeling of Togetherness

Naina is 5 feet, small built, dimple chin, black hair(bob cut)and always donned in a t-shirt and blue jeans. Very talkative, very helpful. Everyone in her class loves her and she is a favorite of her teacher too.
Dark circles under her eyes, a sad face with no jokes tell that she is not fine and something is bothering her badly.
Hey! Naina, what happened? Is everything fine ? Where is that million dollar smile ? And Alex bombarded Naina with a multitude of questions.
Naina gave back a fake smile to Alex. She opened her laptop to show she is busy (trying to hide her teary eyes). Everyone in the class tried hard to cheer her up but failed. As soon as the class is over, she took her backpack without saying a word to her friends and went out of the class for home.
When she reached home she burst into tears and slept empty stomach.
In the evening when she woke up, she remembered her father's advice to note down in a piece of paper whatever is bothering you?
Why it is bothering you? And what you can do to overcome it?

She then starts writing everything in her diary.
Its her best friend whom she considers her soulmate, is going to another country for good.

She loves her friend so much that she finds it hard to see a single day without talking to her friend.
She reasons so what if we are not physically together
we can still
breath the same air,
feel each other in the warmth of sun,
can talk- if not regularly - may be in every 15 days or can chat on the messenger and above all the all-powerful string of love will keep us connected. What else do I need, and next day the class sees the same old cheery smiley Naina.

Sunday, July 20, 2008

Sleepless Night




Sitting by the window I long for you

My eyes are moist, my soul is numb, as I remember you

Gazing the nightly sky and wandering away

Wishing you to be with me like we were yesterday

Though the time is ticking by, my sleep is long far away

Oh! my angel, when will you come & light my way

When will the holy light pierce the darkness away

How long would it take for my fears to dampen

In the stillness of night, I wait for a miracle to happen




Sunday, July 13, 2008

Heartfelt Adieu


A blind trust in me with your love and cajole

Soothes my heart, awakes my sleeping soul

Your messages across the miles

Takes away my grief, brings joy to my eyes

The colour of love blends and forms a magical hue

My heart is full, yet empty too

The only thing I need and can't have is you

So preparing my heart for a adieu

Sunday, July 6, 2008

The Makeover Of Sneha's Diary !!!

Makeover !! Aha!!

This week I was free so thought of changing my blog template. I started my research by using many free templates on the web which didn't appeal. Then thought of designing myself and day-n-night dimag mai sirf BLOG BLOG & BLOG hee rehta tha as if I was creating something big. And I realized if there is any force around us that creates the Big N Beautiful, it is the nature itself. The ever changing colourful mosaic of clouds and light in the sky inspired me. I almost felt like a plastic surgeon (while resizing the width of header, main column and side bars) nothing less than the great Mickey Contractor :The famous makeup artist.
But my sweet diary never said a single word of "Uf Aahhh Oouch". Patiently it bore the pain of all my experiments on her. But i know my sweet diary must be thinking deep down in her heart - Arrey Sneha!, Muzey behot decorate kar liya kuch esa likho ki log muzey padhy, nahi tou mehnet bekar!!

Through this journey of makeover, I realized the patience, hard work, attitude, sincerity that our parents exhibited during all those years of our upbringing. We are after all their creation and they are the real designers who carved us out of nowhere.

What do you say ? Am I right or wrong ?

Friday, June 27, 2008

Coldrin !! Ding Dong !!

Yes, you got it :))

I have caught cold and have fever too. I am really missing my mom :( badly. I know this sounds silly but I am really missing her pampering me and forcing me to eat food saying
"Betu thoda sa kha ley"marey pyaru :)
I checked my friends, whether they are online or not. Even my very close friend told me you please come on line when you be perfectly alright and it disappointed me. I was expecting some caring words from my friend. I know she doesn't want me to take strain but.......

So I have nothing worth doing right now. Weather outside is rainy, my roomie is studying. I heard lots of song today since morning and I am craving for gol gappas, aloo tikki, kadhi, mutton, rassam.
Oh! again, I am missing my mom.:(

Sunday, June 15, 2008

keep it up !! :)

Ah! Memories !!

When they are related to some funny incident, they always gives us another a chance to smile :).
So here goes mystory behind the quote 'Keep it up'. It was one afternoon of summer vacation
and we were spending our time at nani's place as usual :). We all kids did a lot of masti, badmashies, played board games and so many other things. That day mamaji was free so
he was teaching us how to play chess and he was asking every one of us- one by one- the name
and move of the chessmen. I being the youngest in the whole lot, he was giving me much more
attention and played the first game with me. I was in the 3rd std at that time, I think, and
according to my audience and mamaji, played well. So he said

Well Done ! Keep it up !!.

After the first game. we all went to have our lunch and mamaji had his siesta. And then everybody was searching for the chess board and chessmen as it was not at its place where it
was supposed to be. Sab peryshan ki board gaya tou gaya keha. At that time I was lying with
nani jee aur wo story suna rehi thi and I slept away. When i woke up in the evening my cousins
asked me about the chess board; aur jab unko peta chala ki hai keha par, tou mera itna mazak
bana, jo muzey tab tou samaz nahi aaya but now that incident brings smile to my face.

Okay, let me tell you what happened to the chess board.

As mamajee said 'Keep it up'.

Maney board utha kar Almira key upar rekh diya tha. :)


Tuesday, June 10, 2008

My lifelong companion, "Why"

This big 'Why' has been a part of my life. When I was young and in school I used to think
Why I am so small ?
Why I cant go anywhere alone ?
Why I am in school and not in college ?
Why this, why that and so many other Why'sssss
then I grew up and started going to college again this Why was with me Now
Why did I grew up?
Why did I become mature ?
Why me ?
Why and Why....................................... Now I have stopped thinking about Why as I have understood bhaley hee koi saath hona hou y 'Why' marey saath hamesha rehega.


Monday, May 26, 2008

Special child



She was not beautiful or attractive, neither was she a celebrity but something was there in her face that captivated me. Today evening while ordering burger at Mcdonalds, this girl was behind me with her mother and was trying to come in front of me. She was laughing and trying to say something to me. But before I responded, her mother took her away. She was a special child (which anybody could make out) and was an Indian. What impressed me most, was the thing her mother was looking so confident and not ashamed of her child. At least, the parents are trying to behave normal and allowing there daughter to live a normal life.
I still remember when I was in school my friend's brother was not normal and her mother kept him in a locked room. We were not allowed in her house and while crossing their house. he used to wave hand and scream and laugh - a kind of house arrest.
Why the parents are ashamed of their child? Just because he/she is little different from others. None of us is perfect and are impaired someway or the other. Let us not idolize perfection but compassion and treat each other normal. Life is different and enjoyable because of the diversity it offers. We as humans are bound to be different from each other and not clones. Please be human. Love humans.



Monday, May 12, 2008

Feels like rain




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"I'm singing in the rain,just singing in the rain;
what a wonderful feeling ,I'm happy again"



~ Arthur freed




Saturday, May 10, 2008

Sentiments

Since noon I had this strange feeling of fear and tension as if something bad is going to happen. I tried to keep my self busy, told myself 100 times "No Sneha, No! don't worry ! sab thik hai". I wanted to call home to confirm but thought they must be sleeping, so i waited till evening and as the clock stuck 7, I called home and dad was on the line. Mom and dad ki awaj sunnney key baad, I felt so relaxed. Then I had my lunch & dinner- sab ek saath :). And my roomie stupid female, Miss "S"(very understanding and kind-hearted) got a chance of making fun of me. Even I was laughing with her now. But those 5-6 hours were like hell.
Why are we always worried for our dear and near ones?
Is it because we don't want to lose them ?
Are we insecure?
But i think we love them so much that we don't want to see our self without them? Whether they live with us or not, we want to see them happy. No matter from how much pain we are going through, but we always want to see our loved ones to be tension- free and happy.

Tuesday, May 6, 2008

Limping Mind - A Nature's Gift

He was imitating her walk(she limps) and making remarks without thinking she still has ears and eyes. He thinks himself to be a quipster. Always tries to be different from others. The so-called Almighty has blessed him with health, wealth, knowledge and a limping mind. So naturally its not his fault, its his God's fault.

When God was creating people and giving mind to everybody, He saw him and thought let me make him different from others by all means, so I should give him a limping mind. So he will be different in all means. And for such 'different people' -

Pascal says: “Why is it that a limping person does not irritate us but a limping mind does, very much? A person who limps sees that the rest of us walk straight. A limping mind, on the other hand, believes it is we who limp.”

So I dedicate this post to all the 'DIFFERENT PEOPLE'.

Friday, April 25, 2008

Reminiscence ...


The whole night I worked and completed the assignment, as there was no class today. So was feeling relaxed, made a nice strong ( कड़क) 'extra sugar' वाली चाय, took out the comforter and made myself cozy ।I was listening to 'Bryan Adam, Cliff Richard, ABBA......' after a long time. These numbers took me to my childhood as my elder brother ( भाई, No more with me,the so called Almighty took him from us) used to listen them। Surprisingly I was feeling much relaxed, though tears were rolling down but I was feeling very light so I searched all the songs in 'you tube' and enjoyed them with my strong कड़क tea and decided to do all the things which he liked.
(भाई वाली कड़क "extra sugar" चाय से शुरुवात कर चुकी थी :) And took out my one and only one "BLUE" after a long time of having stopped wearing blue colour. I called my dad and we had a long chat. I always feel as if bhai is watching me. He was my idol, my teacher, friend, he was my every thing; I miss him so much.

Saturday, April 12, 2008

!!!* Hello Friend *!!!

Why people who were once best friends suddenly stop talking ?

Do they really cared for each other?

This is really sad but true ! :(
Can't we give space in our friendship ?
why do we ask so many questions ?
Is it really difficult to let people be what they are, without being judgmental ?

For me friendship which grows with time stays forever.

If your friend really cares for you and respects your feelings , he/she will never put conditions but wait patiently giving you time to open up. :) Otherwise I can bet that day is not too far when you will become a stranger and there will be no 'Hello Friend'.