I am sure this thought comes to all of our minds once, the thought that how we wish we had a shop of this thing and that we wouldn't let anyone take anything from it, or rather keep it all to ourselves. Hehe...
There are 3-4 such things that I wanted for myself. I simply love shoes, books and stationery, especially fountain pens. There was a time when I fell for bags but it was short lived. I have always been the shoe person. I love to collect shoes that I feel are different from others, that others won't have, making me a subject of envy for others. Hehe... I always wished to have a shoe shop and keep all the shoes in size 5 for myself. Funny how we think when we are kids. And I always thought that now that am grown up, wizened and practical such thoughts wouldn't come to me again, but surprisingly yesterday when I entered a shoe shop and I saw all those cute things displayed right in front of my eyes, and knowing that I had a limited budget to spend on my shoes, once again the thought crossed my mind, how I wish I had a shoe shop. Hehe... And suddenly there was a smile on my face. I quickly picked up the shoe I chose, paid for it and walked out a proud owner of yet another different pair, happy that I had a new shoe, and happier that I still had that kid inside me, that dreams, and you may never know it might just come true... Hehe...
Sunday, March 20, 2011
Holi
It was Holi today and I guess it was the first time since I remember that I did not play. I clearly remember there was this one time when for some reason I decided not to play, but in an hour there was this gang of friends barging into my house pulling me out to play, and eventually I had an awesome time.
And today while I sat at home, relaxing just like a usual Sunday, it did not strike me what I missed, till the time I saw the pictures of people, with their faces painted in colors, hardly recognizable, and it reminded me of how much I enjoy this festival, how I love the colors, the water, the play, the pranks, the planning that goes into it on the eve, the bathroom full of blown up water balloons, the ongoing ranting of mom for the next 5 days for ruining the bathroom tiles, the monkey like faces in the class, roads, buses. And as it dawns on me that I missed it all, it certainly doesn't feel good, but then it's life. Yes, I do miss home, my friends, college, and people, but I also know that next year I shall have a rocking Holi once again. And the thought of it, already makes me feel a lot better. Hehe...So, here's wishing I have a great time next year... Happy Holi to everyone....
And today while I sat at home, relaxing just like a usual Sunday, it did not strike me what I missed, till the time I saw the pictures of people, with their faces painted in colors, hardly recognizable, and it reminded me of how much I enjoy this festival, how I love the colors, the water, the play, the pranks, the planning that goes into it on the eve, the bathroom full of blown up water balloons, the ongoing ranting of mom for the next 5 days for ruining the bathroom tiles, the monkey like faces in the class, roads, buses. And as it dawns on me that I missed it all, it certainly doesn't feel good, but then it's life. Yes, I do miss home, my friends, college, and people, but I also know that next year I shall have a rocking Holi once again. And the thought of it, already makes me feel a lot better. Hehe...So, here's wishing I have a great time next year... Happy Holi to everyone....
Monday, March 14, 2011
What a wonderful world!
Music! Yes music.. It's something that can instantly instill various emotions in you, one second happy, the other romantic, deeply in love, glad to be alive, down in deep thoughts, jumping around, smiling to yourself, dancing in the bathroom, swinging in the kitchen, glowing with joy, anything is possible. Any emotion, any feeling. It's the different world of music.. It's a wonderful world...
I see trees of green, red roses too
I see them bloom for me and you
And I think to myself what a wonderful world.
I see skies of blue and clouds of white
The bright blessed day, the dark sacred night
And I think to myself what a wonderful world.
The colors of the rainbow so pretty in the sky
Are also on the faces of people going by
I see friends shaking hands saying how do you do
They're really saying I love you.
I hear babies crying, I watch them grow
They'll learn much more than I'll never know
And I think to myself what a wonderful world
Yes I think to myself what a wonderful world.
These are the lyrics of one of my old time favorite song. What a wonderful world, rendered by various artists in their own unique voices, but trust me, one loop of this song and you can brighten up your day from the darkest of mess. And on one of the better days, in a quiet room you'd simply find yourself smiling away to glory...
I see trees of green, red roses too
I see them bloom for me and you
And I think to myself what a wonderful world.
I see skies of blue and clouds of white
The bright blessed day, the dark sacred night
And I think to myself what a wonderful world.
The colors of the rainbow so pretty in the sky
Are also on the faces of people going by
I see friends shaking hands saying how do you do
They're really saying I love you.
I hear babies crying, I watch them grow
They'll learn much more than I'll never know
And I think to myself what a wonderful world
Yes I think to myself what a wonderful world.
These are the lyrics of one of my old time favorite song. What a wonderful world, rendered by various artists in their own unique voices, but trust me, one loop of this song and you can brighten up your day from the darkest of mess. And on one of the better days, in a quiet room you'd simply find yourself smiling away to glory...
Thursday, March 10, 2011
Getting back in touch...
There's something that am really bad at, and that's keeping in touch. Over the years, across the various places, schools, colleges, I came across so many people, some grew close, some were just acquaintances, but, now when I look back, there's no one am in regular touch with. Touch in the sense, talking to them, now and then through either real or virtual modes of communications. But strangely, yet am aware of a lot of things happening in their lives, thanks to the social network. Is it why I never feel the need to get back? Cos, whenever am stung by the bug of curiosity I just go through their profiles and moreover get the gist of their lives so far?
But, yesterday as I happened to call an old friend I figured, it's a different thing to listen to people talk and express what they really did, what they feel, what they want. So suddenly, I want to get back, talk, meet the people I left behind in this race of running from here to there, accommodating the new ones, and letting the old ones go. I want to connect, share my joys, my life, and listen to theirs, the wonderful stories, live, animated, things that I missed, things that I cared for... And the effort should start right away...
But, yesterday as I happened to call an old friend I figured, it's a different thing to listen to people talk and express what they really did, what they feel, what they want. So suddenly, I want to get back, talk, meet the people I left behind in this race of running from here to there, accommodating the new ones, and letting the old ones go. I want to connect, share my joys, my life, and listen to theirs, the wonderful stories, live, animated, things that I missed, things that I cared for... And the effort should start right away...
Friday, March 4, 2011
Bangalore as I remember...
Bangalore the way I remember was this green city that wooed me with it's charms the day I stepped in, with that gentle drizzle and lovely weather. Coming from an arid land of Gujarat, the weather I was met with felt like a dream. Everyday, woke up with a bright yet mild on you sun, just perfect to cheer you up, and then drizzles in the evening to even out the temperature. Perfect place for romance, books, cups of coffees, to snuggle close and share your deepest thoughts. Yes, it grew a little upon you in rainy season as all you would see is rain all day long, and it goes on for quite long, but now that I think of it I was quite fine with it. It gave me a chance to entertain the little kid inside me once in a while.
But, now when I look back, and look at the Bangalore that is now, I feel nothing but pain, I curse the city everyday, the traffic, the construction, the pollution, the weather. No matter how cheerful I step out of my house, to brace the day and do wonders, the city somehow manages to dampen my spirits. I don't see those happy faces anymore playing with the rain, or running here there for shelter, those colorful umbrellas, the young spirit, is all lost, all I see around is sweaty, sad, burdened by their day people, somehow trying to make the day come to an end. I don't think I like the change. If this is the cost one has to pay for development, then I don't think it's worth it....
But, now when I look back, and look at the Bangalore that is now, I feel nothing but pain, I curse the city everyday, the traffic, the construction, the pollution, the weather. No matter how cheerful I step out of my house, to brace the day and do wonders, the city somehow manages to dampen my spirits. I don't see those happy faces anymore playing with the rain, or running here there for shelter, those colorful umbrellas, the young spirit, is all lost, all I see around is sweaty, sad, burdened by their day people, somehow trying to make the day come to an end. I don't think I like the change. If this is the cost one has to pay for development, then I don't think it's worth it....
Penny for your thoughts...
One thing I have never understood is why people take out their frustrations on others? What do they gain out of it? Can't they just sit it out in solitude and get over and then meet people, avoiding the ugly mess, which I don't know if they regret later or not, but leaves hard feelings in others.
What hurts the most is when people are irritated and they refuse to believe you, understand your position, make assumptions and on top of that give proof and defense that they are right and you are wrong. Why can't they for a change understand that there could be truth in what the other person is saying. They might have some reasons, or their action is totally natural but it seems so annoying to you cos YOU are the one who's not in the right state of mind right now.
I have a very simple way of tackling these situations when I feel irritable. I just cut off, spend time with myself and am back jumping like a spring. Not trying to boast that I have never let my irritations overpower my irritations, but ya many a times this steers me through on the right path. But, yes I am yet to master the art of dealing with the irritated others. Especially in the situations where I have simply no clue where did I go wrong, when I have been telling truth and nothing but the truth. It just feels sad to be at the receiving end. If you have mastered the art to deal with the situation, I'd definitely like to give a penny for your thoughts...
What hurts the most is when people are irritated and they refuse to believe you, understand your position, make assumptions and on top of that give proof and defense that they are right and you are wrong. Why can't they for a change understand that there could be truth in what the other person is saying. They might have some reasons, or their action is totally natural but it seems so annoying to you cos YOU are the one who's not in the right state of mind right now.
I have a very simple way of tackling these situations when I feel irritable. I just cut off, spend time with myself and am back jumping like a spring. Not trying to boast that I have never let my irritations overpower my irritations, but ya many a times this steers me through on the right path. But, yes I am yet to master the art of dealing with the irritated others. Especially in the situations where I have simply no clue where did I go wrong, when I have been telling truth and nothing but the truth. It just feels sad to be at the receiving end. If you have mastered the art to deal with the situation, I'd definitely like to give a penny for your thoughts...
Wednesday, March 2, 2011
I'm Loving it!
There's so much waiting for me in the future that how I wish I could steal one day from future and live it, just to get a tiny glimpse of what's in store for me. I know that might kill the anxiety or the desire to look forward to those days, but what if the days are really really happy and it doubles my wish to live them soon.
It's that time when you finally feel happy, satisfied and look forward to everything, cos somewhere at the back of your mind you know that everything's going to be fine, all in it's right place at right time.I have dreams and plans and things that I have been looking forward to, for a long long time. There are hiccups at times, but the very thought of the dreamy world that awaits me, washes away those obstructions with just one wave. There's a new life, new meaning and a new beginning. It's happy, it's good and romantic..I guess am in love with my life and yes, am loving it!
It's that time when you finally feel happy, satisfied and look forward to everything, cos somewhere at the back of your mind you know that everything's going to be fine, all in it's right place at right time.I have dreams and plans and things that I have been looking forward to, for a long long time. There are hiccups at times, but the very thought of the dreamy world that awaits me, washes away those obstructions with just one wave. There's a new life, new meaning and a new beginning. It's happy, it's good and romantic..I guess am in love with my life and yes, am loving it!
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