To the walks once again!!

I am about to blabber some more about one of my favourites,walk,all over again.So, yesterday, after so many days,i again felt a strange poise and delight at the odd 3 rounds i made around my block that felt out of the world,yet again.As i put on my shoes reluctantly(i believe a gym session is enough to rid you of mindless eating :-)), blame the developed consciousness to be fit,i grabbed the ipod and had in mind some walking,avoiding the famous,stereotypical Dee Park,which would be as usual brimming with kids,toddlers,pets,older ones playing cards,and aunties gossiping as they try some asanas ,giving an air of Indianness about the whole area. Somehow, i tapped on a devotional album and bhajans started playing on the ipod.I adjusted the earplugs to get an amplified effect as they sounded so divine.The clouds,in orange streaks and purple puffs, let some gleaming sun rays to fall on some of the lucky houses of the society, creating a fairytale effect.The whiff of air playing with the flowery plants,rendered a beautiful scent,as i paced from a footpath to other, enjoying the chants and the sinking in the purity of the bhajan that sounded so melodious,invoking in me,memories of the neighbourhood temple and a feeling that,somewhere i should remember to pray.Those odd 3 rounds made me so happy within,invigorating the lost connection,settling me in a familiarity,a sense of connecting with oneself, though shortlived.The lush greens, ladies walking their babies in prams,couples heading together,all to the Dee Park ,to seek solace in treading a mile or two,around the green cricket ground, the tennis court and volleyball area,watching others around,shouting and making merry.And after some time,when the orange sun finally gives off to a red and its time for the night to take over,they shall recede to their homes,through the same paths,giving directions to their kids to walk on inside corners,to be seen tomorrow the same time.Routines, they manage to keep us on toes,for a purpose.
And soon after,i came home and prayed.Felt so goood and different.

An ode to you!

I wake up by your side,and flashes a wide smile,
having thought of living in a world so worthwhile.
Through the window, i see a sea of blue and white,
Hues of gold,cobwebs of my dreams seem so bright.
The sun has descended,and its going to be a bful day,
with you there is  a new and better everyday.
Zillions of moments of smiles,rants,fights and complaints,
of making fun of those passing by,remembering college times,
or of times when we sit together on a shore,poise and silence of  saints.
The adamant me and the forgiving you,
or a  careful me and a carefree you.
Of mind of a man and heart of a woman,
we are holding on well to the gameplan.
Of moments of care,of things not said,
i will be with you,whatever lies ahead.
Watching the sunrise and set every day,i look at the blue,
and sink in the awe of being the one destined for you.


~For the greatness i see in you each day,my husband!

The windy city!!

As i write scattered miniscules of my random thoughts,winds are blowing too hard outside.The hot summer,though they say this year was a terrible one,has subsided and opened the way to cool breeze,downpours and windy days.The weather telecast just some time ago, informed about the rip currents  in waters today,suggesting to swim parallel to the shore.The mighty ducks have migrated,their quacking fading and emerging as they move about the lush green gardens.No sounds except the winds outside.Yesterday night,it rained.Quite heavily,that i almost got terrified.That typical stormy night and i was lost soon in nightmares of devils and ghosts.:-) Probably, too much of movies :-) Or blame the eerie silence and the lots of sounds,of rain,of the squirrel,who was probably running here and there,seeking shelter,or maybe the buzzing hoard of fireflies,which create beautiful impressions of lights,every now and then.Whatever,i am loving it.You can actually feel the raw freshness in air everytime you step out, making you realize there is a whole quality attached to life here.Technology,you name it and they have it.Organized,well planned and well implemented.More satisfaction,more smiles on faces you see around,more love for life. Everytime you go shop for veggies and fruits, you see so much of them,various forms,varieties,right from farms,unadultered,fresh with those sprinklers doing their part so well that it actually feels like raining shots of water on set intervals.You ponder,and then take the best varieties,peeking at the other trollies nearby and expressions on other faces as they buy along.Lakes,lots of them.Crystal clean roads and facilitated places.Amazing clothes,lots of stuff  in every nook and corner.You can try out new things on cooking as anything you name would be so easily available in any good store you enter.
Great traffic management and lots of greenery around.
And someone to hold on forever,meaning the world to you.
I am loving every bit of  it!! :-)
You never know life's got some surprises up there,till you keep glancing a bit longer!!

Fill the spaces!

How do you fill the spaces,just when you realize that you have been too cruel to someone,showing your "true" side to that someone,with the bitter remarks and "no-good" things pouring out from the idiotic anger zone of your mind,which just wakes up at the wrong times and shuts up when it really needs to act.Just when you realize that logic has no sense,because it always has two sides,your side and my side.And My side always weighs more,no matter what.Ego,is it ego? Yes,it ruins the aftermath of your crisis,all the more.But still ego or no ego,how do you fill the spaces,the gap and the silence that pursues.Happens to me at times,when i feel sunk in the sea of remorse,putting a hand out to that someone,to save me from drowning,asking for forgiveness through some lame words.God,the one who invented "sorry" was a very wise man :-).Or for that matter,was he? Does sorry really means you are sorry,or you are just moving on because there are no ends to the problem you were fighting for??Is it enough that someone wins at the end,you or i?But is it really victory?I wonder.Well, i just wonder why do i end up feeling stupid after a fight,with a best friend,with those who love or with few people who don't matter.And for that matter,ending up lifting the ego  veil by asking for forgiveness later on,but realizing that has  wasted a lot of precious time.Wish there was an erase button,which could just erase,all thats on your mind,making way for a cleaner slate,so you may write memories with that innocent childhood chalk,wiping them everytime something spells wrong.Wish life could be so easy,a slate and a chalk is all what you have needed for a perfect today,tomorrow and day after.

Wayward!

All you need is a tequila shot to blurt out all on your mind,just when the right thing would be to let it go and not talk about it??Oh really?? Perhaps,the easiness to speak up when you are on a high does it.And you end up talking,talking and talking.Putting out all those splinters that you have had subdued somewhere,to be used at a better time and place.

Why i wrote the above lines all of a sudden?Probably that has been on my mind since sometime.I feel like a zombie, attempting to write about tequila,in dead night,when all i can hear is the typing of my keyboard.Probably this space does it.The freedom of moulding and creating my own stories,limited stories makes me do so.Or is it the time again when i am feeling the urge to start writing again.No content though.Actually, some content but i dont want to include myself in my writings.Only the wayward thoughts,no real life. :-)  Real life ..umm.. its better,new and different.Dot.I miss loads of things though- gossips and cafeteria time in the office the most :) I feel losing an older me to a newer changed,less observant,more into histrionics of kitchen, me :) Better but somewhere i miss that abstractness. Well, time.Time does it all.Dot.

Reverberations!!

So,back on my space,after a whopping seven months and lots of changes.A transformation in my thoughts,goals,looks and what not.But i feel completely in place and completely adapted to.I wonder how strange is life,everytime something big happens to us,we fear,of failure,of survival and of whether we will be capable of outdoing expectations.But we learn,adapt and fit in every role we put heart into, falling and rising all the time.A step ahead in life, marriage and life after,seems so different and wonderful.Millions of memories,thoughts and smiles as i recollect upon the ceremonies,celebrations and days after, and i feel the wedding day is something so special,so divine and so different that it will be a treasured memory,even years later.Lot to be put to words,but there is something about some thoughts that you just wish to keep to themselves,coz they are so special and so yours.My heart sinking on exchange of the rings on the engagement day, able to see no one else except "him" and the butterflies in my stomach,moments after the var mala amidst the sounds of ringing bells and shankh and the  lit up faces around,it still remember it all.The holy pheras,the kanyadaan,vermilion and the announcement of marriage pooja succesful,and the rush of flowers from all directions, and a hand to hold on,from then.And a different,new life altogether.A trip to dream destination,knowing each other and lots and lots of pictures.Its like the movie of your dreams playing out loud, till its time to get back on earth :-).And i feel fit in.Completely,as if its been ages.Transformations,they take a lot of time and when they happen,they do so silently without making a hush.Leaving you wondering,just wondering.And as i look back and see people getting settled,friends,knowns,i feel so good and so happy to seeing them move a step higher,like me.As they say,"joining the club" :-) Sometimes,i feel its nothing but the mind.Marriage is "big thing" because you feel it is.Its like some dreams fulfilled,some on the way and some to still follow. But life moves on,so fast.And i will keep on reverberating on my space,i know :-)

From nowhere to memories of Rishikesh!! :-)

Everytime,i come back to this space, i have only one line on my mind "I am back to my truest vent out zone"..When thoughts, visuals and words fill upto the brim and its time i pour them and tug them in some safe place, i call for you, my blog!Years of pondering all penned down randomly,contexts and logics all jumbled,but each word having a different meaning everytime i sit down and read the same(Though its rare.. :-P as i am not that good a reader).

Every single day,am i striding down a fun slide,just hoping that it doesn't end too soon or climbing up the magic leader leading me to somewhere, i wonder?? A look around, and i see crowd,busy with themselves.Ahead, sighs and an inside rush of feelings to gather up all strength, miles to tread.Behind,rare,but its all a faded flash of good and bad memories,experiences and nostalgia.And lots of smiles,lots of dear ones who made my days,brought happiness in one way or another.Had been to a trip and am one aspiration down the adventure lane.River Rafting on the ganges and lots of fun in Rishikesh. The biggest part being the jump from cliff,where i felt i conquered my fear of heights to some extent. Everytime i go for adventure trips, i realize how much i love adventure and how much i want to go and experience nature.It brings the child in me and happiness unbound.Everytime i went through a rapid which made the raft about to topple down,i felt a rush down my spine, a rush to save myself,and others from falling from raft,rowed so fast and we came out,conquering every rapid and cheering for victory.Awesome feeling and the smiles on everybody's faces added to the excitement.We dropped in ganges many times,holding the raft everytime and it was so much fun. Rafting has been on my mind since a lot of time and am thankful an abrupt plan made it materialize into a memorable experience.

Well,the ones still on my mind are bungee jumping and sky diving -wish to do them someday,fingers crossed.

Posting some pics of the awesome trip! Every pic has a story.. :-)