Moments of You and I :-)

Moments of love,
Moments of pain,
Moments of loss,
Moments of gain,
Moments of happiness,
Moments of sorrow,
Moments that came,
And moments that are now,
Moments that you and I,
Have spent,
And will spend hereafter,
Engraved in my heart,
Forever they' ll be,
Will make me feel special for you,
That you're the most precious person,
Till eternity!!!!

Inverse Relationship.....

I have noticed a very disturbing pattern this week: there is absolutely a very strange inverse relationship between intimacy of relationships and the amount of respect with which human beings treat one another. To put it in plain English, it really bothers me that people who spend lots of time together tend to treat each other so badly. I would never bark orders at a casual acquaintance the way that I yell at my parents when they are asking me to be careful while going to my workplace in the morning and me getting irritated for running late. Nor would I be as quick to nag anyone as easily as I do to my mom.

Sadly, this is coming up because I’ve been treated not-so-nicely by several folks during the past few weeks. I’m grateful that these situations have served as mirrors leading to self-examination, and once again I’ve been reminded that I’m woefully imperfect since I’ve been guilty of harming others with the same sort of behavior that caused so much discomfort for me. And so the question has been gnawing at my brain as I attempt to drift off to sleep at night…why do we continue to hurt the people we love the most?

Tonight as I was reading an article for tomorrow's presentation, I had an old Jesus song taught by a college friend running through my head. The words are:

Rejoice evermore, for this is the will of God…

Pray without ceasing, for this is the will of God…

In everything give thanks, for this is the will of God…In Christ Jesus, concerning you.

This simple song has put me back on track again. I got so caught up in the strange ways that people interacted with me this week that I had forgotten how basic God’s command is for me: Rejoice, pray, give thanks. Not sometimes, but evermore, without ceasing, in everything. All the time. Everywhere.I am one among those people who don't visit temples quite often, but my belief on god is the real existence of my life.

So (as long as I remember this simple song) when I’m disappointed, I’ll give thanks that God has an opportunity to reveal his grace. When I’m hurt and lonely, I’ll pray inviting God to step in to heal the wounds. And when I’m feeling like nobody cares about what I’m going through, I’ll rejoice because God cares, he will always listen. Because with God, the inverse is reciprocal. When I can’t, God can. When I’m broken in half, God is doubled. With God, the inverse nature of my relationships becomes a blessing and I am restored to oneness with all of creation.

JUST LKE THAT :-)

PS : Today, I'm in my weirdest moods... a cacophony of voices running in my mind... and music is the only Savior right now....hehe :-)

THIS SONG IS ONE OF MY FAVORITE SONGS..its called "she will be loved"--by MAROON 5

here are the lyrics

"She Will Be Loved"

Beauty queen of only eighteen
She had some trouble with herself
He was always there to help her
She always belonged to someone else

I drove for miles and miles
And wound up at your door
I've had you so many times but somehow
I want more

I don't mind spending everyday
Out on your corner in the pouring rain
Look for the girl with the broken smile
Ask her if she wants to stay awhile
And she will be loved
She will be loved

Tap on my window knock on my door
I want to make you feel beautiful
I know I tend to get so insecure
It doesn't matter anymore

It's not always rainbows and butterflies
It's compromise that moves us along, yeah
My heart is full and my door's always open
You can come anytime you want

I don't mind spending everyday
Out on your corner in the pouring rain
Look for the girl with the broken smile
Ask her if she wants to stay awhile
And she will be loved
And she will be loved
And she will be loved
And she will be loved

I know where you hide
Alone in your car
Know all of the things that make you who you are
I know that goodbye means nothing at all
Comes back and begs me to catch her every time she falls

Tap on my window knock on my door
I want to make you feel beautiful

I don't mind spending everyday
Out on your corner in the pouring rain
Look for the girl with the broken smile
Ask her if she wants to stay awhile
And she will be loved
And she will be loved
And she will be loved
And she will be loved

[in the background]
Please don't try so hard to say goodbye
Please don't try so hard to say goodbye

Yeah
[softly]
I don't mind spending everyday
Out on your corner in the pouring rain

Try so hard to say goodbye

Make A Promise To Youself :-)

"I will not die an unloved life.

I will not live in fear of falling or catching fire.

I choose to inhabit my days, to allow my living to open me, to make me less afraid, more accessible, to loosen my heart until it becomes a wing, a torch, a promise.

I choose to risk my significance; to live so that which comes to me as seed goes to the next as blossom and that which comes to me as blossom, goes on as fruit."

Dawna Markova

Book Of Life !!!!

In the book of life every page has two sides: we human beings fill the upper side with our plans, hopes and wishes, but providence writes on the other side, and what it ordains is seldom our goal.
PS : One of my fav. quotes.. :-)

SMILE !!!!!

Simple
Melodious
Instant
Language of
Eternal heart..!!!

~~~~~~KEEP SMILING~~~~~~

Life Isn't About !!!

Life isn’t the bundle of roses,

Life isn’t the snow clad ground,

Life isn’t all what you want,

Life isn’t all what you need,

Life isn’t the melody you want to play,

Life isn’t the tune you want to dance to,

Life isn’t the play you direct,

Life isn’t the story you write,

Life isn’t the story you want to narrate,

Life isn’t the dew you wanted to fall on the leaves,

Life isn’t your dream come true,

Life isn’t the morning you desired,

Life isn’t the dusk you wished,

Life isn’t the walk you want to take,

Life isn’t the pages you wanted to read,

Life isn’t the game whose rules you knew,

Life isn’t the guitar tune you wanted to play

Life doesn’t have you as the master,

Life isn’t according to your plans,

Life doesn’t follow your route,

Life isn’t your walk but about your fall,

Life’s isn’t the red rose but the thorns attached,

Life doesn’t believe in happily after,

Life believes in death traps which are rose tinned,

Life isn’t the gamble in your favor,

Life doesn’t want the best for you,

Rather it wants you to choose what can be the best!

Love !!!

Falling for you again

On this starry night

Rebirth, I don’t believe in

Eternal love, I believe in

Vowing myself to you

Etching your name in my heart

Recollecting the golden times

You and me spent together

Over years, till my last breath

Urging to be only with you

Refined will be my heart

Soulmate of my life

Open the mind’s window,see the light….

* My first attempt at a non-net. A non-net is a literary poetic form of 9 lines consisting of 9,8,7,6,5,4,3,2 and 1 syllables respectively. It may or may not be rhyming…

Today I shall open my window,

Like a stranger you I did see,

By darkness I was blinded,

Now I can see thee friend,

My angels guide me,

Show you to me,

I see light,

I am,

Free

THE WOMAN IN ME !!!

The woman in me

Needs to look
beyond horizons.
Wants to fly
In the golden sky
Embalzoned.

The woman in me..

Needs to dream
In colors of a rainbow
Beauty aglow
Wants to reach
Pinnacles.

The woman in me

Dances in rain
With kids on the lane
Sings with the birds
Songs absurd
Undeterred.

The woman in me

Waiting to utter
Feelings aflutter
Slowly unfolding
secrets multiform
Behold!

The woman in me

YOU ARE AN ART !!

Falling down from heaven
Flowing to a side to pool up
Between you kiss my cheeks
Refresh all my lost senses

You are not the same to everyone
To some you are precious
To some you are a disaster
To me, you are my best friend

You bring me a sweet smile
You dont show off my tears
Your tiniest form is a joy
Your presence I always Enjoy

You are an art, you are a song
You are a beauty, you are a charm
You are not often there
But still, you are special

Dear Rain Drop,
My heart falls open when I stand in you
I feel no sorrow I feel no pain,
I feel so complete when I am with you..!!!

Tiring Tag :-)

I've been tagged by the Yellow Tulip

RULES: Respond and rework – answer these questions on your blog, replace one question that you dislike with a question of your own, and add one more question to the list. Then tag eight or ten other new set of people...Well ! I'm not gonna tag anyone... and annoy them :P

1. What is your current obsession? Day Dreaming

2. What are you wearing today? White T-Shirt and Blue Tracks

3. What’s for dinner? Awesome Fish Curry and rice :-)

4. What’s the last thing you bought? Rahman Concert tickets ...yippie

5. What are you listening to right now? A way back into love

6. What do you think about the person who tagged you? Yellow Tulip, she’s a great poet and friend!! She takes to new forms of poetry like a duck to water!

7. If you could have a house totally paid for, fully furnished anywhere in the world, where would you like it to be? Hawaii

8. What are your must-have pieces for summer? Cotton shirts and sunscreen (my skin gets rashes easily :( )

9. If you could go anywhere in the world for the next hour, where would you go? To Bangalore... to meet my friend

10. Which language do you want to learn? Spanish

11. What’s your favorite quote? “Life is not about how many breaths you take, but the moments that take your breath away”

12. Who do you want to meet right now? That's a secret!..hehehe

13. What is your favorite color? Black

14. What is your dream job? Don’t have one…

15. What’s your favorite magazine? PC Quest

16. If you had $100 now, what would you spend it on? Nothing, it’s almost midnight. Shops closed.

17. What do you consider a fashion faux pas?? No comment

18. Who according to you is the most over-rated style icon? Allison Sweeney in The Biggest Loser

19. What kind of haircut do you prefer? Not too short, yet trim

20. What are you going to do after this? Sleep

21. Who is your favorite sport star? Roger Federer

22. What are three cosmetic/makeup/perfume products that you can't live without? I can survive…thanks.

23. What inspires you? Nature

24. Give us three styling tips that always work for you: a smile, dressing smart, not sweating too much… lol

26. Would you prefer coffee or tea? Lemon juice

28. What do you do when you are feeling low or terribly depressed? Gaze at stars

29. What is the meaning of your name? Never tried figuring out :-)

30. Which other blogs do you love visiting? Too many to name

31. Favorite Dessert/Sweet? Chocolates

32. Favorite Season? Monsoon

33. If I come to your house now, what would u cook for me? Kitchen closed, sorry!!

34. What is the right way to avoid people who purposefully hurt you? Ignore them

35. What are you afraid of the most? Losing my friends and loved ones because of my mistake

36. What do you love most about yourself? I’m practical


Ahhh...this tag was so tiring...I tag Priya, Maddy, Shravan and Steph

In the Search of Infinity...

Empty mind is a wanderer. The most notorious kid and the most brilliant minds can't think of what an empty mind can. Sometimes it just lets one weave a nice web of dreams and sometimes it just shatters everything... even what seems real!!!

Mind takes wherever nothing can, to the skies, to the oceans, even to the heart and dreams of yours. It all seems so real when one is traveling. It all seems to be nice, but one realizes the reality when ones back.

Empty mind has no limits, no inhibitions. It goes away with someone and comes back with something. It lives a life of its own... free like a bird!!!
It has nothing to fear of, nothing to worry about... what it knows is whats gonna come... just when and how?

It has no limit... imagination begins from where it ends in real life... and thats where the search of Infinity begins!!!

A life of dreams, and a dream from thousands... its all here... Search from the infinity and make it yours!!!

Cheers!!!

SEARCH FOR TRUE LOVE :-)

Along the path of lonely life we stroll
Our life awaits the chance that it be whole



When we're alone in all our journeys there
We cast upon our traveling scene dispair



Though the seeds of love were clearly sewn
And love has not been found or fully known



We wait the chance that love will come our way
And look for it with every passing day



Though we have some romance in our living
Pangs we feel, for never really giving



To another who gives their heart willing
For a heart that's waiting for fulfilling



Along life's path we can all be partaking
Of a love in wait that's yet awakening


And if love is found on some fateful day

Life be fulfilled, when true love comes your way

Manifestations of a mortal life

Shrouded in lovelorn nights,

Hearts set aflutter with desire,

As moths drawn to the burning lights,

Rekindled embers of a forgotten ire.

Glasses of scorned amour,

Show the stony soul of an angelic form,

Laughter effusing from the bewitched lure,

Mocking despondent passions bygone.

Black velvet skies part for golden hues,

Phantom dreams melt into earthen moulds,

Perhaps rejuvenated by a virginal muse,

Manifestations of a mortal life, behold

Diwali Wishes

Happy Diwali everyone!!

May this Diwali be a harbinger of the best of luck, laughter and happiness for all of you.

May this Diwali be as bright as ever.

Have a wonderful time and spread cheer and smiles among everyone.

October is the month... A season of festivals approaching!
I woke up this morning...rubbing my eyes... pushing myself out of the bed, completely disinterested! I could hear my mom screaming at me that I would get late for the office. But sometimes when she screams this way, instead of getting irritated or mad at her, I smile and run to hug her! Her screams are my way of life now... and I am completely in awe of my mom... her zest towards life, the way she flashes that humble and sweet smile occasionally... Love her!

Hyderabad has not felt the cold chill yet. As the day approaches, a bleak ray of sun... a foggy morning... dew drops on the leaves and the feeling of wanting to be hugged by someone to beat the chill... I love it. As the day ends, a blanket of mist over the city, wishing everyone a good night... so that Hyderabad cuddles under this blanket and wait for another day... this is October here.

The markets decorated... people selling all kinds of stuff... from little things to decorate your house, to cart-pullers with their carts loaded with diyas...from gift items to crackers. After Dussehra, its Diwali time. This time of the year, it feels great to be a girl... helping mom with all the preparations at home, getting dressed up beautifully in a salwar kameez or a saree and greeting everyone coming your home with a big smile, a hug, loads of sweets and wishes. Festivals are that part of the year when all your problems seem to take a back seat and you are ready to let your hair loose and party!

This Diwali... I wish each one of you a happy life ahead. May these lights brighten up your day, your future. May Lord Ganesha and Goddess Lakshmi shower their blessings on you! May all the troubles vanish, and may happiness and prosperity be with you always.

Diyas that spread light

Igniting the spirit within

With silent prayers and hopes that now

All will be good

Live it up with joy

Its a day to enjoy!

Here is wishing each one of you and your family members a very happy and a prosperous Diwali. :)

My request... burn crackers, but please be safe!! :D

Pretentious Reality Realizes Pretense

And then, you realize nothing is worth it after all... people are pretentious and life itself a pretense...

When you wake up in the morning and look at yourself in the mirror... what does it reflect? It is simply an image of yourself, that image which you want to show to the world, the image that suits your needs, the one which is nothing but a facade, a phantasm of what you pretend to be...
A few days back, I entered a restroom wherein I encountered a distorted face staring hard at me... as I moved closer the face grew more and more malformed...Sullen, Smudged, Scratched, and Scarred... that face was my own...When I looked at myself in the broken shards of the mirror...it was only then that I really found myself, my identity, my true self, my reality.

Who am I in reality? The society categorizes me in the shackles of different tags... but I do not want such designations and identifications... I am what I believe I am... and unless and until I do not accept the fact that life is like the broken shards of a mirror, I can do nothing but lie to myself... Pretense has to be identified,realized and replaced with reality...the reality which is difficult to accept gets transformed into pretense and then erupts the vicious circle of a never ending masquerade...

The purpose of life is not just the pursuit of happiness but its fulfillment... Every little thing in life has its essence, its inner beauty which illumines the outer... all we need to do is realize its importance and start valuing it... the garb of pretense needs to be discarded completely to renew our lives with reality... A reality which breathes fresh air even in the environment of polluted pretense!

Chasing Rainbows

Choosing one path, yet
Heart in doubt
Ahead lies the road of life
Smile might fade, but
Inner strength must persist
New heights to be achieved
Graph of the journey is curvy, sometimes

Roses and sometimes thorns
Answers none and questions many
Images familiar yet so strange
Not sad but still not happy
Bright sunlight lies ahead
Orange, red, green and colors many
With hopeful heart I move ahead
Searching and chasing the rainbows.

Everyday Story

And another day goes amidst us,
Who hang like still, full planets, unto ourselves,
Separated by a reeling space.

Widening once, narrowing thence,
Reeling away, again, dizzied.

Tired, with hope, at last.

EYES :-)

What would you be
Hadn’t you those eyes?
Still, dense amber.

Its magical delight
Weaves over my eyes,
Taking in my hands and
My feet.
Till I am bundled into a glance.

Seething, burning
Softly glowing
Fanning your desires
Your eyes, obey you.

And then, one look ,
Becomes, to me, the infallible truth.

RETROSPECTION !!!

What is this bond that exists between two friends?
What is this love that blossoms between two lovers?
Are these just feelings or do they have a deeper
meaning?
Do these relationships have a reason worth revealing?

Is respect not the first step towards any
relationship?
Is admiration not the essential ingredient of any
relationship?
Do a person's thoughts not reflect his character?
Then why do we say that a person's mind and heart
differ from each other?

Can people with different tastes stay together?
Can their superficial wants really hide the principles
that really matter?
Does dedication super cede ambition?

Is the sacrifice of self respect worth the adulation
won by false pretenses?
Is it fair to term confidence and self esteem as
arrogance?
Is accumulation of wealth the only sign of a life
lived well?
Can questions say what answers can never tell?

My Journey :-)

Things have a way of coming full circle. We all return to where we start from - whole or in parts - alone or together - we all return home - dead or alive.

Two years ago I left home with a dream in my eyes. A professional dream. A personal dream. A choice. A promise. I left behind people who loved me and travelled in search of more. More what? I did not know then.

Now I do. It has been a good two years. I have grown. Professionally, I have blossomed into my independence.

Personally, I have reveled in my loneliness. I have made the very lonely trip into the dark corners of my heart, hoping to catch a glimpse of someone to share my life with.

I have, almost always, met unrecognizable reflections of myself on the way. Gruesome reflections. Sadder and darker versions of myself. I have doubted and feared myself. I have wounded and pierced my heart. Again and again, till the tears have dried up. I have discovered magic. Touched perfection. Witnessed the birth of pure, distilled beauty. I have burnt in the fires of hell.

Drowned in splashes of tumultuous desire. Become my worst nightmare. And yet, I have retained the conviction to return to loving myself.

In all this, I have managed to romance my dream. In my fear, anger, hate, jealousy, pettiness, melancholy, I have nurtured my soppy romantic idiotic self.

People have told me that my variety of love does not exist in this world, and then have suddenly chanced upon it where they least expected it. People have called my ideas Utopian. And yet these worn out ideas have borne the weight of my dreams all this while. They have salvaged them through the ravages of this material world.

For dreams are lived by mad people. People, like me who can see their dreams in some one's eyes. Tangible dreams. Salty dreams. Silent dreams. Dreams that cuddle up with me and soothe me to sleep on long, cold, lonely nights. Dreams that come without price tags and expectations, without weight and light, without burden and freedom, with out and with in. Dreams that are neither born in, nor borne of needs and wants. A dream that is me. And I am still standing. And so is my dream..

My Lil Garden

The balmy weather and my blooming flower plants helped me overcome my laziness and get out on the roof yesterday for the first time this year. And what a nice visit it was! I spent about an hour looking around, cleaning up the dead leaves from the rose plants and planting some jasmine shoots.




These flowers and their fragrance seem downright magical to me.

Just a Passing Thought :-)

Its been so long writing here.. My writing seems so fallow these days. Limited by emotions, I seem to be on the verge of quitting, a step from the end. Yet from somewhere, I get some hope, a vocal shout of support, a silent touch on my shoulder telling me not to give up, inspiring me to go on. These little things mean so much. Without them, my life doesn't seem to have any meaning :-)