About 'Him'..

Some time back, I and him were worlds apart….completely oblivion about the existence of each other. And a day arose when we met...he came, he saw and he conquered!

He's the sensible types, I'm the crackpot types. :/ ..He's patient, I'm jumpy.

He's smarter than me. :/

He's way fitter than me. :/

He’s quick & prompt…. I’m procrastinator.

He spends his entire weekend playing Badminton & Cricket. :/…. And gets a new injury at cricket every weekend. :/

He is too tall, even for my highest heels. :/

He comes up with weird nicknames for me …every time with new humming note.

He laughs his heart out..and makes you smile :)

He claims to be a cook (….Lemme taste and certify ;p)

He begins sentences and doesn't end them. :/

His PJs are worse than mine (I know it's hard to believe). :/

He sings the wrong lyrics of Hindi songs and actually makes them sound correct. :/

He chides me for being careless towards food…for staying back at office for longer hours..for slipping on my sleep hours..for being lethargic & skipping the Exercise regime. :/

But in spite of all this - he is the only guy who totally gets me….
..And that's WHY he gets me! :)

Wedding Bells

There are some specialized tools that 20-somethings all over the world use when parents pressure them about marriage - "Let me finish my studies first!", “I’ve got to complete some course”, etc, etc…

But the parents of these unsuspecting 20-something are smarter than them..They’ll pretend to buy your reasoning … but the ‘excuse-you-take-up-to-escape marriage’ is not substantial enough in longer run..So, Marriage is Universal!..And, I’m no exception..:)

Oh! I’m getting married…and yet I believe it not :O

I’ve been wedding-shopping every single day…the days are tad busy in doing some or the other marriage- errands..I’m at the receptive end of endless instructions on ‘how-to-look-good’ and ‘what-to-eat’ from aunts, friends and every single person on this planet who learnt m-getting-married..husshhhhhh

Relatives are fawning over me like anything, and I'm loving the attention (?!). Some of them are asking me funny questions. "Is the boy nice?" Hehehe... what do they expect me to say? "No, actually he's not, I'm just marrying him for the heck of it!"? :P …. Aunts adoring me… pinching my cheeks and saying "Oh, I saw you when you were a little baby! I can't believe you're getting married!" .. Well, frankly speaking, I didn't see myself as a little baby, and even I can't believe I'm getting married! :O

I'm also undergoing the ceremony whereby everyone thinks that it is good luck to invite the bride-to-be for lunch/dinner and stuff her with the stuff fried in desi ghee. Sheesh! I'm eating so much here I'm amazed at myself. The tailor's warning rings in my ears "You must maintain this figure of yours.".. Hmmmph!:/ …But I cannot help myself except wearing a smile and maintaining the bridal demure behavior !

..But matter-of-factly, m loving it all! :)

Wedding seems to be not-so-bad after all (if at all it do not lead to ‘Marriage’)...Ahem!

Life is beautiful..!

The first ray of sun on a cold winter morning…a cup of hot coffee and newspaper..Tinkling of wind chimes.. reading a novel overnight…melodious music and stroll on the street.. Peacock feather and ink pens...

2 am baths on a hot summer night..Sunday brunch and shopping sprees… Ice cream sundaes and chocolate candies..

Magical views at the end of a trek….The sound of the sea at high tide…Getting drenched in incessant rains…Playing Paper boats.. Smelling like green apples and a tinge of fresh lemon..Cold nose tips and burnt orange sky…Two missed calls…

Over dramatic stories to make a sad friend smile…Handwritten letters from a friend...4 am chit –chat in a hostel room..Watching movies, I want to see a million times...Infinite day dreams and musings..and sweet nothings..

And knowing that HE will love me forever..the hope of happily-ever-after…

Ah, life is sooooo beautiful!

M Back..

Yeah, I was hibernating for quite some time…perhaps you may claim that I was giving supercilious and lordly ignore to my blog …but I was really action- packed …Albeit I was indulged in numerous activities & events...so taken a petite pause ( ? - yeah, I know.. ‘the time of an year’ can not be stated as ‘petite’…) …and yet not sure if I can resume writing diligently, with all the work still dancing on my head and many more things to be taken care of... but I'm going to post more sporadically for a bit… matter-of factly, my blog need to be resurrected..after all, an eventful year of my life needs to be shared… so m back again..fully recharged! :)

Oh! Income...axed for Tax!

Ever since I got my first job few yrs back and I’ve started earning, the word ‘Income’ has got the real and significant meaning in my dictionary….the word gets me high…a feeling of self independence and self esteem surges when I could fulfill my earthly pleasures – Roti, Kapda aur Makan with the help of my hard earned income (Whereas after looking at the total sum of my income, how I restricts myself and regulates an unattainable plan of acquiring long- wished material delights into different phased goals – is another part of story which attempts at solacing myself).

But then a word ‘Tax’ which creeps along with ‘Income’ makes me :( since I’ve to prepare myself to cough up a tax to Govt for toiling hard to earn my bread n butter…I checks the sum to be paid n I eyes at my wallet which, as usual is flatter than a starving stomach of a malnourished child.This always leave me perplexed as I fails to find that kind of amount anywhere to shell out for paying the tax… …But when it comes to pay Income tax, I left with no options but to forfeit the burdened tax from my fistful pay … (since I can’t think any of these options- beg, borrow and steal…albeit I wonder who would lend the money to a good- for- nothing asset like me)..

For a moment, I fed up of all these irksome moping about taxes and I think of giving away all my derisory earnings...but I can’t. Because to give it away, you may have to pay Gift Tax. I think of a movie break..& I leaves the thought, I’d have to pay Entertainment Tax then. How about visiting food joint & having some delicious snacks but then whereupon, I’d be definitely end up paying Luxury Tax for the privilege…phew!

Central Sales Tax, VAT, Octroi, Property Tax, Corporate Tax, Excise Tax, Ad Valorem duties, blah, blah…..list is endless… Oh GOD, save us dutiful people on this planet! Some other day, we may have to pay tax just for greeting people, for that matter, even your neighbor…since saying ‘Hi’ or ‘Good Morning’ could be deemed as doing some service & therefore taxable. Oh yeah, Service tax for extending your services ;-D

But why do we need to pay all these taxes to Govt.??.....Simple! To aid our Govt to provide Sadak, Pani & Bijli to its aam junta..for which all Regular Government are expected to work hard, but not ours for sure… never for a single time. So be it, …Keep working!

Rang Barse..

Standing by the window of my room, I was mesmerized to see blooming Gulmohar whose branches were adorned with vibrant blood red coloured flowers…The King of Kings has decked himself in beauty which was captivating my heart… Through its thick web of leaves Sun embroidered green tapestry…It’s flowers were all merry by roadside…Dancing and whirling around, its withered leaves brought me a fresh, gentle breeze of air… flock of birds were singing together…and there came a tiny little butterfly to play around pleasantly, to colour flowers with its ever-changing hues…Oh! it has just reached my hand and tenderly left a colourful tiny tad on my hand…the speck of the colour drove me fly casting away barren lines of dullness…

Colourful, charming nature, full of life beaming in its glory, barring gloomy dullness & colourlessness aside. I could realize – the same stream of life that runs through my veins night and day, runs through the world and dances in a rhythmic measures….n al’f sudden my brain cell woke up, unveiling the secret of all things which miraculously exists – Why there’s a play of colors on the canvas of clouds and on the screen of water? Why flowers are painted in tints? Why Mother Nature is festooned with spectrum of colours??

Colours signifies the real appearance, real aspect…it manifests clear and lucid portrait of everything, which is meant to convey a momentous message to the Universe. Colours affect people, triggering all kinds of feelings, moods and associations…It nurtures bonding and affiliation. It brings vibrancy and spark to the life.

Yeah, it does express a meaning…else we could not relate Spring with vivacious Green scenic surrounding, when flora set to flourish…Fall with colourful gladness of foliage for fruits and blend of melancholic Gray linked to the imminent arrival of harsh weather…Winter with White snow and Summer with elements of bright Yellow, Orange, Gold Bronze and weary Brown….How difficult it is to figure out the exact essence without colours, isn’t it?

Here’s coming a pageant of colors…So, this Holi let colors flow and get your scarf drenched..

Live the colours!

A Cup Of Cold Coffee…

Clock has ticked 1.30... the calm and clear mood of night is swinging with the gentle breeze….I’m reading a book & all of sudden, urge for writing something good surges….my mind crammed with diverse thoughts, trying to coin ‘something good’ but more I tried to stress on ‘good’ to come out, less I could articulate anything…I guess, I need a cup of coffee to revive and refurbish my school of thoughts.

So I'm standing in the kitchen in a vague sort of way, and it occurs to me that I made a cup of coffee some time ago. It was at this point I started wondering if I had actually made said cup of coffee or merely imagined it…

Since I was absorbed in thoughts, I’ve missed my coffee :(….. and realized how unreasonable it is to scuffle and merely dwell on the series of thoughts & musings which can’t even get materialized into a maverick blog post…I felt pity for myself. Something so complex and so convoluted that I am sure I would not be able to do justice in putting it down in words at this moment was still swirling round n round under my cerebrum…My mind is still at it, and looking back at my bungled attempt, I keep complaining how inept & inefficient I am!

…I could recollect, how I decided of dipping my toes into the water of blogging, even I was not knowing what I would write…. I started scribbling with the only thought that someday something interesting may come up which would keep readers glued to my blog… but yeah, never ever thought I would be writing about not-even-interestingly missing cup of cold coffee… that too only because I could not congregate n frame anything better!

This post has brought to you by a cup of cold coffee :P

Adios Amigo.