Tuesday, November 3, 2009

This Spirit can't be bowed,
This Desire is unstoppable,
So what if destiny is hard to reach,
So what if coast is under mist,
So what if I am alone

If the path is full of thorns,
We have to pass by the same,
Evening may cover the sun but,
Night has to pass at last,
This season will diverge,
Our Spirit will bloom and it will dawn,

When we will be Blessed, we will get shade for striking sun,
We Pray to God that,
May Destiny embrace us,
May our courage be steadfast,
May our Promises fulfilled,
May every Love stay alive





Sunday, November 1, 2009

...And it so happened

As this weekend was ending the way it usually ends for me in Pune, dull, boring and all by myself, I saw my old buddy Jawala online and so i decided to ping her and share my sorrows. Now this turned out to be quite an interesting conversation. While I was narrating to her about my not so happening love life, infact non-existent I would rather say; she using her immense power of imagination and ofcourse some help from Mills and Boons wove out this incredibly romantic encounter with my Dream Man, which I must say had both of us in splits. So here it is dedicated to Jawala and all the single hoplessly romantic women like me.
MERI KAHAANI, JAWALA KI ZUBAANI:
Tall, Dark, Handsome......oozing raw power and sensuality...and me.petite, charming in a white virginal dress.....and the weather dark, fearsome ...causing such permonitions in my bosom. And then I see him, he sees me......and the wind stops howling, becomes just a sweet breeze....and I sweep my shy eyes and walk away.....coz aggressiveness isn't my style of seduction.
And then while i walk away, even when my heart is thumping....and even when I want him to hold me in his strong arms against his rock like chest, still I gather my fluttering heart in my sighs and walk away every step away from him, forced by will power, coz my feet won't obey me. But I know, this is the man, My Man.......and I can't let my feet spoil my chances......so I turn my tiny waist and walk away towards the window and I can feel my eyes; Burning Intense eyes......watching my every movement........every tiny flutter of my dress...he is watching.

And he is infact, counting my steps, wishing he was my feet, so they wouldn't move away. Wishing he knew my name, thinking where he saw something so pretty....and answering himself nowhere. Meanwhile I reached the accursed window, and struggled with the latch, but it wouldn't open....and I badly need to breathe or my desire would consume me, so my delicate fingers fight a battle of their own to open but even they have a mind of their own....they wouldn't obey me and they just jostle with the latch.

And he, my Dream Man, watches the struggle with an aching heart, for every push to my white knuckled is like a nail in his heart, even though he doesn't know why he feels like that. He is surprised, so he just stands looming large over the person talking to him...........a beautiful girl named Cheryl. She holds the attention of the whole room....but he can't remember her name, coz he has even quiet forgotten himself. And even as Cheryl is asking him to join her for a drink, he is actually walking with her to the table, he finds himself watching the struggle of those fingers with a latch, he rushes forwards.........and in a minute chaeryl finds herself lonely while he has opened the window; which opens with a thud and cold wind gushes in sweeping away my hair which are now flying in all directions.

My look...heart thumping, but a picture of innocence...

By this time both of us almost fell off our chairs, laughing ofcourse, and Jawala left it up to me to give it a nice mushy ending. So I am whacking my head to put a "Happily Ever Part" to it, but I am afraid, that since I am not such an ardent reader of "Mills and Boons" I won't be able to do justice to it. Hence please feel free to continue it for me.



Wednesday, October 14, 2009

Girl Oh Girl

Love is such a complicated thing nowadays, especially for women. We are far too demanding, I guess. We just want the Best of the world. Well, that's very obvious, now that we are as independent as any man, we want things on our own terms and refuse to settle for anything less.

Unfortunately, the society we are born in, doesn't really appreciate our liberal views. Now that I am home on vacation, my "Single" status is a constant topic of discussions amongst my Parents, mausa-mausi, tau-tai, bua-phupha, uncle-aunty and almost every single human being on earth who is related to me in some way.

Wherever I go, I am dutifully lectured on how unlucky and atrocious it is for me to be "Husbandless" at this age when I am almost nearing 30. Had I been wise enough to marry at the "RIGHT AGE", by now I would been a Dutiful Wife and a Proud mother of one kid atleast. But this is not how things were to be. (Not that I am complaining).

Therefore, to ensure that I don't die a Spinster, one of my very concerned Mausi immediately geared up for action and darted towards MISHRAJI, our family Panditji. Mishraji, on seeing my horoscope declared that though most of the planets side with me, but Rahu and Mangal are not all that happy with me and are doing everything to keep me away from my Knight in Shining Armour. Thus, Mishraji recommended few Upaays:

1. First and foremost, for the next 5 days I'll have to deposit a Marigold flower and a Copper coin in sewage "Ganda Naala" .
2. Secondly, I would have to drop 4 coconuts in a River, (In my case, Beas River happens to be on the recieving end).
3. And finally, I'll have to apply some Sindoori Powder on my forehead.

Even though, I am not fully convinced of the credibilty of these Upaays, but still I am doing them religiously.

Whether my antics would really appease those villanious planets or not, I don't know, but one person who is definitely appeased is Mishraji.

Sunday, August 16, 2009

Too Blessed to be Stressed.

Since the time I was a little girl I wanted to grow up to be the kind of person that when my feet hit the floor each morning it would make Devil say-" Oh Crap! She's up". Nah, don't get me wrong. I don't want to be some sort of a Tyrant or a Bully or an Evil Monster who would outshine the Devil himself. I certainly have no intentions of stealing his throne. However, I do have a wicked idea up my sleeves to annoy him. Well, atleast it will sound wicked to him.

To start with I have realized that Happiness truly is a state of mind. And yes, nothing annoys a Devil more than a Happy Face. But unfortunately, we the people of the World look for it in all the different directions......outside of course. For example, so many times I think that when I'll get that awesome job with perks to die for, I'll be happy or when I'll be surrounded by all those whom I love, I'll be so happy..or owning that swanky car and so on. But all this while I forgot that Happiness is not a destination it is a journey.


We are in such a great rush to reach our destination, that we so forget to enjoy the scenery on the way. Happiness comes in odd ways, we are just not observant enough to realize this. It could be that favourite song of yours that you are humming and unexpectedly a Radio station starts playing it, or a movie that you have wanted soo much to watch and it's there on one of the channels that you are surfing, or an out of the blue phone call from a long lost friend or even reaching the next level of Farmland on Facebook. Wow!!! what an exhilration we experience.



I read somewhere, that happines can be enhanced by others, but it does not depend on them. The more we try to look for it outside the more we get dissapointed. Every time we sigh or whine, it kills our happiness piece by piece. We feel miserable; and the Devil gets an easy admission in our lives. Depression, Anger, Bitterness, Insecurity....he's is there.

Let's just kick him out. Let's just open our eyes and ears to those little things that make us happy. To begin with think of all the Happy moments that you have had till now and also Thank God for more such moments that are about to come.


Jap ji Sahab Says: "Hukum Rajai Chalna, Nanak likheya Naal". Obey the Will of the Lord, "The all Knowing", so says Nanak.
The bottom line is that if you are walking in Joy, you are trusting God.

Let us be too Blessed to be stressed.

Saturday, August 1, 2009

Unfolding the Rose

Something so Beautiful and True I came across........

It is only a tiny rosebud,

A flower of God's design;
But I cannot unfold the petals
With these clumsy hands of mine
.
The secret of unfolding flowers
Is not known to such as I.
God opens this flower so sweetly,
Then in my hands they die.

If I cannot unfold a rosebud,
This flower of God's design,
Then how can I have the wisdom
To unfold this life of mine?

So I'll trust in God for leading
Each moment of my day.
I will look to God for His guidance
Each step of the way.

The pathway that lies before me,
Only God knows.
I'll trust Him to unfold the moments,
Just as He unfolds the rose.

Monday, July 27, 2009

Are you Fair and Handsome......or Either?

It is said that Success doesn't come to you......you go to it. Quite true and somehow the way to Success goes through "Fair and Lovely" cream if you happen to be a girl...and worst of all with a dark complexion. Atleast that's what the ad claims.

Whether you want to be an Air-Hostess or a Pilot or a Dancer or a top-shot Executive you have to be Fair to be there. Unfortunate but quite true. We Indians are so obsessed and enchanted with the fair skin (this applies to me as well) that somehow our brain automatically refuses to accept dusky complexion to be "good enough".

Good Lord, as if that was not enough...now we also have "Fair and Handsome" for the men. Very Soon....we'll have all the Fair and Handsome men roaming around every street and corner...with finely tweaked eyebrows and Salon sparkling faces. And guess what would be the conversation b/w two guys:


Guy 1: Hey dude...where have you been all this time?

Guy 2: Arre yaar...I was in this salon the other day. I had an appointment for manicure and pedicure .
What abt u?

Guy 1: What say dude...I had a little tiff with my girlfriend. She says that all her friends tease her coz they
think I look prettier than her. Thanks to that new cream my Mom got for me.

Why can't guys be like guys....as if they are less annoying already , now they even want to compete women in the beauty business.


Oh come on guys back off. Go back being your orignal self. Afterall, thanks to the genetic constitution men are quite adept at annoying women in most of the age-old ways like : Never asking for help, especially when they really need it. Ditto for directions when they are lost . Scratching , spitting , belching and adjusting themself in public and at the same time being proud of their unique abilities. Remember that they are men. Therefore, no matter what, it wasn’t their fault.


Long Live our Fair and Handome men!!!






Sunday, July 26, 2009

Ever Ever After

Story book endings, fairy tales coming true
Deep down inside we want to believe they still do,
In our secretest heart, it's our favourite part of the story,
Let's just admit we all wannna make it to
To ever ever after!!!

Admit it or not....but somewhere that little child in us still wants to believe in all those lovely fairytales that we have grown up reading or listening to. Whether it was Cindrella who finally finds her Prince Charming...or a Snow-white who manages to escape from the clutches of her evil step-mother....or The Alibaba's rags to riches story. They all speak of wildest of their dreams that came true, probably that is why they are called fairytales, because they seem so much like an illusion, so unachievable, and so far from the reality.

But what if wildest of our dreams do come true!!! Even if we believe it for a minute.....what happiness it gives us. BELIEVE!!! yes probably that's what we need to do. We just need to BELIEVE.

BELIEVE in our Dreams.
BELIEVE in Miracles.
BELIEVE in all that is Good.
BELIEVE in GOD.

and above all BELIEVE that BEST IS YET TO COME.

There's a saying that God does not give us a dream without giving us the Power to make it true....we may have to work for it however!!!

So Keep Dreaming and Keep Believing in your Ever Ever After.

"No wonder your heart feels it's flying
Your head feels it's spinning
Each Happy Endings a brand new beginning
Let yourself be enchanted, you just might Breakthrough

To ever ever after"