Lifeline (continued)

Or fight with them on tough days, when you've run out of activity and need something to distract ya ;) ? Only that in this case, gadgets cant help reconcile! Sometimes you wish they were physically present by your side, so all you had to do was to hug em tight and apologise!

Sigh! Cant I keep my new life and preserve the best of the past as well?
Hmmm... I'm sure there's a way out!

Lifeline

Being brought up in a close knit family can have its advantages (read loads of love and affection). However, it also has its share of pitfalls. The pitfalls don’t appear as grave when you live first in a hostel with 150 plus students and then in a residential university with 5,000 plus students and freedom to roam as and where and when you please. The pitfalls, unfortunately, loom large as you set out on your own.

It is at times like these – when you cook, eat, work and sleep, that you begin to feel a missing something (read company). Times like these make you realise the importance of gadgets, in short your virtual lifeline.

What would life be like if you couldn’t talk to loved ones on your way back from work? have someone scream ‘welcome home’ when you entered an empty house? guide you when the pressure cooker started shaking with pressure on the gas burner? ask you how the food tastes, rather whether it got burnt :p? sometimes when you cant get sleep, sing lullabies (well almost ;))? and wake you up on days you wouldn’t have made it on time otherwise? N what about the bad days, when none of this happens, a movie on the laptop to cheer ya up? Or photos n videos to reminisce the times that were?

Thanks guys! Couldn’t have made it past a single day without ya’ll.

Stand by me... forever!!

Telecom glitches...

Talking of conferences (I’ve spent 6 of my last 9 working days attending em!), I’ve been to several across sectors and never once have I had to think twice before using my phone. Today, however, was a landmark in the history of conf experiences.

After making a late entry, also a dramatic one since I had to keep standing for a few moments before I could spot a vacant seat (read inspired by the lady in red, blue and gold), I was finally ushered to a place in the middle of a colleague from work and a Mr Raja from a telecom company.

The technical jargon intensified, coupled with the lengthy reading material my supervisor had pushed into my hands so as to be read during the conference, I slipped into a day dreaming spell. After stifling a few yawns, courtesy my disturbed sleep habits, I decided to refresh myself. Enter my dear phone and its free messaging service. Luckily, my friends in the room were also in a similar situation. Happily, we texted our way past a session.

After an eventful tea session (thats another post), it was absolutely imperative to share things with a few close friends! Hmmm... strangely something went wrong with the network and every msg had to be sent twice, if not more times, to ensure delivery. Now agreed that I was receiving delivery reports and replies every few seconds, butttt my phone was on silent!!!! After about 15 minutes into the telecom glitch, Mr Raja from telecom decided to make his presence felt. “Excuse me, madam” as he bent towards my direction (btw we were sitting at full arm distance), “you seem to be quite busy msgn, its distracting me” :O :O

Aghast, I didn’t know what to say to him. Had received a particularly vicious msg from someone and was dying to retort, but even after trying to resend it eight times, it refused to budge. The network had given up on the venue! So had I!

Mr Raja from telecom, tell me, were you unhappy that day???

N I'm back!

I wasn't sure if I'll come back anytime soon... but you knew all along didn't ya ;)

Cheers!

Color Palette

As I sat in this crowded ball room housing a gas conference, I was surrounded by a sea of black n whites, the occasional blue and greys. Corporate clothing coupled with the technical jargon of speakers can be an ideal lullaby most would say. However, a few minutes past noon, a mere two hours late, entered a whiff of fresh air.

The lady, dressed in a bright red n blue saree with gold patterns, matching gold bangles and a not so matching yet equally bright silver bag, smelt strongly of strong perfume. Instantly, sleep was a thing of the past. As she sat next to me, I smirked, assured in my blacks. ‘Where did she think she was coming????’

I ignored her for a major part of the day until after lunch, when we finally struck up a conversation. Manager of a leading company, she was humble, patient enough to answer my sometimes really silly questions about her company. Hell, I’ve been using her office as a landmark for over a decade now and didn’t even know they were a manufacturing company! N still, it was me who smirked. The lady was surely a lot more than the color palette I had initially classified her as.

Its amazing how quickly we classify things and people. She looked to me, to use the colloquial expression, a mother of two - the kind that prepares breakfast and packs tiffins and rushes her kids off to school before donning her Sunday best and setting out to a conference representing her company. Well, in that case, listen up kiddos! You’re blessed! Mumma’s this pretty... successful... adorable sweetheart (read motherly) who people look up to.

Today, inspired, I set out in color myself ;)

Long lost post!!

You will survive…

Dear blog,
I know things haven’t been going smooth between us of late. There are issues that I have been wanting to share with you for quite sometime but somehow it’s just not worked out!

First of all… Belated happy birthday!!! Sorry I missed that out! But you’ve always understood me before… hope you’ll forgive me this time as well.

I have been quite harsh to you, in ways that have threatened your mere existence, but I do know… you will survive… survive it all!

To you… my dear eternal… my confidante of one year…
To our relationship, that’s gone beyond what I had anticipated…
To us… together… forever …
Cheers!!!

Eternal

Those days… of pain… confusion… regret… longing… hoping… believing and then simply shrugging… ‘May be that’s how it was meant to be!’

That day… of speaking… hearing… realizing what I always knew… smiles… disguised tears… relief… revival… gain

Life can be strange at times… putting you through it all only to realize… what’s yours will always remain so…

There are things that are ‘Eternal’… I knew it all along!!

To a fresh start…
To what it was, would have been and will be…

Love…love n lots more to make up for all those lost times…

Missed ya...

A thousand reasons to love… and not.

It has been a long time now…
A long time wondering why I have to go through these spells of complex emotions, these phases that I haven’t quite managed to understand!

Here seated comfortably with my folks surrounding me, dining like lords, being able to go wherever and do whatever… isn’t this freedom? Yet, why is it that something seems incomplete? As if I have everything but not ‘the’ one thing that is vital for true happiness?

Then there’s the other side to the story…
A thousand miles away from where I grew up, away from the only people I had ever loved, away from the riches, comforts, everything that I grew up taking for granted.
It would be wrong to deny that my new home lacks everything. There are severe constraints on basic necessities… permissions, submissions et al but another folly would be to overlook what it does give someone like me…

There was indeed a time when I was a spoiled brat (infact still am!) but things are different now. A strange sense of freedom fills me deep down inside, the kind of mobility that 17 long years could not instill… these past two years have.

In the course of the most mundane circumstances… I get exposed to some distinct times that send the adrenalin rushing… giving me the most exhilarating high I could have ever imagined. Am I getting addicted? Yes, it is an inseparable part of my existence now!

Then come the matters of the heart! Hmm… I thought, rather used to consider myself incapable of loving anyone other than my folks… then I realized it was possible to have different ‘types n categories’… then there came a time I decided to do away with the complexities of fragmentation for I was indeed capable.

Missing something, someone, some moment… is this really me? I who try desperately to live in the present, remembering the past every now and then, yes, but moving on to what is in hand?

Yeah, it is me. I can say that with a smile on my face now rather than frown thinking of what’s going on.

The seasons have changed… and so have I. Aaah!! It feels nice you know… to be able to fly when people around are sulking of ‘burdensome’ lives, when the sun’s sudden decision to shine brighter makes others go dull… when I feel the strength inside of being able to take each day as it comes knowing that there are people… by my side and in my heart … to see me through it all.

There are a thousand reasons to love life… and of course a thousand to not.

New Year's Special!!!!

Standing on the sea shore ... with the sand slipping beneath my feet... the retreating waves... the sun setting...

It's gone... the times... those moments... that feel of eternity... of life just going on n on n on..... the angry tides.. desperate tries... teary eyes... longing sighs... all past now.

It's happening again!!! No matter how hard u try to keep away from something.. it just catches up with u.. infact attaches itself like a parasite. So well decision made.. no more tryin to restrain... maybe this new year is a time for indulgence!!!!!

Met sumone... after a long time ... n it felt like heaven!!! we sat there at first chatting.. catching up on wat life's been greeting us wid... then there came the spell of silence...like a cloud above the bright sun. The time to leave was finally here... i knew it.. yet i sat agglutinated to my seat.. hopin to absorb a little more of tat sumone i had been longing to meet for so long.....
Yeah i did get up eventually... n tat look in eyes did something inexplicable to my soul!!!
There was this sumthng in my heart like forever now.... i hv said it!!!!!
N there was a reply....

Now thats wat called a fantastic new year!!!!
Wonder wat all there is in store....

Yeah i wasn't just sayin it... i mean it!!!
Love ya...

Unspoken Words...

There are times, when words come to mind
times, when the shadowy past gets left behind...

The heart aches to open up
to let lose that unspoken love,
somewhere deep down inside
something longs to hold that person tight,
to tell him, you love him all right
and that he is special in your life.
That you pray for him every now and then
and have been dreaming of this moment how and when.

You long to tell him how much it hurts,
how of the heart he wounds, blood splurts...
The eyes moisten, the lips quiver,
you know it's now or never...

Then out of nowhere,
the tide of memories comes rushing back,
the longing gets thrown into the sack...
and the shores of love get washed away with sand..

Amid the two shores,
the sea of life passes...
The love always supressed,
while the rage remains undressed...

Then finally, there comes a time...
The moment that can't be changed by any dime...
You stand alone, trying to hold onto the slippery sand,
grieving the loss of that loving hand...

The soul weeps,
the pain heaps,
the eyes moisten,
the lips quiver,
you finally realise... it won't be ever!

There are times when unspoken words haunt the mind...
times, when painful regret becomes hard to leave behind.

Yes, there are such times...

Love you forever...

Rememberance

When slumber becomes alien to the eyes…
When the mind wanders all the time…
When no joy seems enough to bring back that smile…
I sit quietly… watching the memories pile.

I sit with that longing look in my eyes…
That hope that never dies.
I sit longing for your first sight,
My gaze locked… even at night.

It’s your thoughts that flood my dawn…
And the sound of your voce that penetrates through all those city horns…
When the worldly sorrows begin to pile,
It’s the mention of your name that brings back that smile.

Your absence haunts the mind…
While the heart longs to rewind
Those days that could have been a lot better…
Just wish our moments together could last forever…

Retreat...

Life... well it's been so pacey lately that the mere attempt to catch up with it leaves me breathless.

There are moments... moments like these when i take a step back, allowing myself to lag behind further... to stop being on the stage of life.. to take a seat & rewind the story... the story that's life to me...
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Six days... an incomplete week for some, but for me it seems more wholesome than several months of my life. To say that i've been humbled, touched, gratified, ecstatic... all seem inadequate... Its more like being numb... with an overdose of emotions. There has been so much to say to so many... amazingly one always falls short of words when they are needed the most!

Meanwhile I've had a joyous reunion with my long lost love.i wud have thought that things wud be slightly rusty after our eight month long seperation... but the high it gives me remains at its consistent best. Together we've struck again!!!

The term's coming to an end...a week off n then it gets mean again... back 2 back tests, activities & onerous tasks.

But then quoting a gentlemen i met recently
'Everything a cow produces is not milk!' ;)

Sure enough, the term will have it's share of smiles, frowns & everything human by the time it ends...

Thank u god for making life what it means to me... a rainbow of colours.

An update on life...

Time's runnin out so this one will have to be quick....
my results r finally out n so i m bac to the place i've been callin home for over a year nowi m in a single room this year... so the brooming can't be expected of others!!! as a result i've been borrowin it every alternate day! (mom r u smilin there??? ;) )classes r hectic as usual.. the work load too taxing. who in d whole world studies in the first term???? but classes have been suspended for the week as a punishment... all this coz we havent been revising!!!!!!ahhhh! i m a senior this year n boy m i enjoyin it or wat???????? gr8 feelin... well worth the exam pressure........;)!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!i have been fightin lizards n spiders n wat not lately!!!! lifes changin .... beyond recognition
Meanwhile strange things r happening... nomad's not feelin nomadic.. rather lets just say.... there is a strange attachment thats developed for this pit sop... can't think of movin just yet.

Are things changing a bit too much???

Is this still me???

Reflections...

Have you ever felt as though you have run out of words? That there are a million thoughts in your mind and yet when you sit down to talk them out, you find yourself searching for what to say? That you would love to talk to someone right now but can’t figure out a single sentence that makes sense? That you want to let out a wail of anguish and yet when you open your mouth speech deserts you?

I had read of such states of mind… when one loses his senses… and allows the sands of time to take control… to guide him across what seems like an endless desert of gloom… a desert that is characterized by torturous days and the darkest of dark nights… with no oasis in sight…

And then… the winds of change take charge… is that a smile that just crossed your face?
You wake up jubilant… there is a spring in each stride… suddenly the world expands… there are people you want to meet …there comes to mind an endless tale that you want to narrate… there standing under the sun… you feel blessed… blessed with the gift of life.

Have you ever felt the tension of the opposites, one pulling you towards happiness and the other trying to push you into an abyss of never ending darkness? Have you ever felt the burden of … choosing the ‘path’?


It had been a while since I updated this one. Its not that ‘words had deserted’ me… just that I would write a piece and leave it… the watch would tick away… and I would find myself coming back to start afresh.
Thanks P for making me realize that this is something I do not wish to abandon. I will try and update this one every now and then. So long…

Memories…ah! I am so… nostalgic today!

It’s been a while but I still remember that cold February (I guess that was it) morning… I had just got up from a sleep so sound that I felt I could go on for ages (that is till afternoon!)… Working away… toiling hard in the corridors of knowledge... I turned in my bed to face the glorious sunrise… (Ah! How I miss those early mornings!).
Probably… it wasn’t so early coz the room was already abuzz with activity. Now I know what that thudding sound was!
There wasn’t any space ship landing… and forget the aliens who had come to rescue me from term end exams… it was my ‘conspirator’ rummaging away noisily in her cupboard! Alas another chocolate was on the way! (And to think you never shared any! Wait till I catch you red handed!)…The story goes that ‘conspirator’ gets chocolates every time that she conspires against me with ‘we know who’!
BOOOOOM…I jumped out of my skin…for a while I was paralyzed… she stood there with her hands up in the air (What good is that? I think I have gotten used to it anyways! So much for my peaceful morning!)… and then the ‘uncoordinated’ expressions were replaced with … a mutual sheepish grin. That happens often! Happy ending, eh? I thought so too…
As I forced my self out of bed…yeah you are right… smiling…I did a little stretch and was on my way to answer the call…(com’on you ought to guess the caller!)… the world was still wrapped by a cover of fog… the view spectacularly limited… nothing was visible beyond the corridor…as if the field ahead was miraculously erased (I think I was still hoping the arrival of those Martians!{or whatever you call the generous inhabitants of Mars!}), unaware of what lay ahead…
Enough for scenic appreciation, I thought. I headed in the direction of the ‘booth’ (you can guess what I am referring to)… Noooooo! Was I so late? Oh God how could this happen to me? There in front of my very eyes someone just entered the loo! How I wish I had not tried to trace those aliens! ‘I and only I can rescue myself from those exams and what about answering the call? Surely those aliens weren’t gonna invite me to their ship to help myself’… I was completely back to my senses now… waiting patiently for my turn… ah! Those moments sure felt like ages!
So… while I passed time… talking around to an old mate who was desperately trying to get rid of her sleepy eyes… splashing ice cold water on her face… I finally got my turn. I was just entering the room when… the ‘cursed’ thing was delivered. Unaware of what it enclosed, we thanked the bringer and sat down to acquaint ourselves with what the world was going through…it’s then that I was told…
I sat there with my copy of Times international, Vidu with Delhi times and…Sheikh with the main paper. ‘Guys! Seeeee…’ she screamed… I still think I saw a concealed smile on her face… ‘Bird Flu has unleashed terror all around! Chicken consumption may prove fatal.’ That was it… the eyes of this foodie swelled up…Heartbroken I rushed out of the room to have a few moments alone…
Days became weeks and weeks months. Mc Donald’s no longer meant Chicken Mc Grills! Those were replaced with Alu ti… don’t even make me say it! All this while my ‘conspirator’ smirked at my grief… well not that she had conspired this time… but eh no consoling? Only family and mates like Shreya shared the pain…
At last today’s a great day. Chicken at home? Yummmm… Ah! How long we had to wait for the taste of a single morsel!
It’s now as I was sitting munching away that I remembered some ol’ times. Great memories eh?
As I sit here typing away this extract, my mind is flooded with memories of a hundred more such incidents…

P.S. This is a piece of fiction… bits n pieces put together
P.S. Apologies if you don’t understand a few things… it might be unwarranted!
P.S. I am still waiting for my share of chocolates… I made the conspiracy a runaway success after all!
P.S. Thinking bout… those days…those times…n something else…

Acknowledgement...

You know, the one problem that I encounter when I sit down to write? It’s about what I should write…
There are a myriad of thoughts and the issue is choosing which one to pen down.
But today I shall take the opportunity to thank some very special people who mean the world to me.
Every individual is unique and I respect this individuality. I also realize, as I have felt it for a long time now, I am different. More than inborn these differences have arisen thanks to some very special people in my life.
So today,
Thank you Mom n Dad. No matter how many times I say this, it will always be inadequate for words cannot express how I truly feel about you. I love you lots and have always done so.
Bhai what can I say bout you? You are a mate and an ally in all my ‘acts of crime’. Thanks for being what you are for me.
A big thanks to all my mentors who of late have played my closest confidants. You’re the best.
And now a word of gratitude to all those special people who I have come across in the journey called life… I was not born with you by my side…it’s destiny that has made our paths cross. Of these…some I have begun to call friends with the passage of time… some have left a lasting impact on me in the little time I could spend with them… time that was enough to imprint their image on the canvass of my heart…but time that proved too less to express my appreciation for them… and then of course there are some… I was perhaps too lucky to even meet. You are special and I hope we will someday spend enough time…for me to finish the backlog that I have had in my mind all this time.
This nomad would probably never have found the journey so engaging and alluring, and the pit stops so refreshing had it not been for you all…
You make me what I am… Blessed.

Anticipation...

As I patiently await the academic year ahead, I inevitably find myself reflecting on the year gone past… one whose memories shall remain etched on my mind and soul forever.
It’s amazing how quickly seasons change and fill you for a longing for more… you know I have tried to figure out exactly how much this past year’s meant to me… but words have always appeared inadequate!
Guess life is that ways. What’s gone cannot really be duplicated in words or otherwise.
Reflecting on my childhood, Pooja (a dear friend) and I used to fantasize becoming authors… to be in the same league as our beloved Enid Blyton. I have a feeling this blog might just prove and become one such outflow of thoughts… one cherished story about life at boarding school and beyond!
Unfortunately one eventful, fun filled year’s already gone past… actually rushed past at a pace so rapid that it’s left me gasping for breath… dying for more. More than for others, this one’s for me… an attempt to hold the slippery sand in my palm… the freely flowing water in my fist…