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The old golden days of letters.

I remember the time when mobile phones were a piece of luxury and not a part of the intricacies of daily lifestyle. Telephones were the common grandfather in all households, fixed at one corner, blessing anyone who needed to talk to someone far away. I also remember we used to have a Caller I.D. machine delicately attached to the telephone set so that we could retrieve the identification of callers, to back up last 10 calls and a little few more magics could be done with that small square shaped box. This was the time when I was very little but young enough to know how to communicate through words - Letters. And with letters I mean hand-written scribbled pages not mails composed on computers.
Those days, letters were like a big giant sun; blinding everyone under its effect. It was another strongest and probably the most cherishing way of communication. I loved writing them and was skilled in many ways. I would write every letter with loads of love and attachment. For a person like m…

Hug yourself!

When no one is around and you feel lost and found Hug yourself! When it's damn freezing cold and you need some warmth Hug yourself! When the grief overpowers you and you don't know what else to do; When tears roll down the cheeks and the silent moon stares at you Hug yourself! When you need some strength and there are no arms to find a home into; When you have to live with cuts and bruises and you have somehow lost the ointment Hug yourself! When there is no people around and absolutely no one to make a sound; When you see the bunch of birds flying and you watch with a longing in eyes Hug yourself! Because, sometimes, it is not about others Sometimes, it can be about you the one and only you; When you realize you can't win over this world And you just need to win over yourself Go on! Hug yourself!

When you think you have love, think again.

When your love partner asks this Q. - Will you, leave me? Ever?, your answer comes almost immediately -

No! Never!

How easy does it sound? And how romantic as well? Isn't it? But what happens next? You probably would have never thought about it but certainly have faced its consequences involuntarily.

Despite of such beautiful blinded-by-love question, the future of relationship gets enmeshed by imbalanced insecurities, icy ignorances, multiple misunderstandings, spiked conversations, lack of love and respect and not to mention, myriads of arguments and accusations and you keep wondering what went wrong. Well, this can be the story of any house or every house.

What happened? Sometime ago, everything was alright but now? Things have gotten drastically changed and you keep failing to pinpoint the trigger while it had always been there, bare in the day light and shining in the moon light.

In your answer - No! Never!

During the first few years of any relationship, nothing is binding mo…

Just imagine!

Standing in my balcony looking at few stars The night seems to be having some rest too!  Unperturbed, uninterrupted wild space Gets envied by many, including me too; Somehow I wish one single night could be a whole life Without having the pause of day and night; Just darkness pricked by shots of breeze and fluffy clouds With moon shining bright and talking in shouts; Just imagine! How wonderful it would be! Lights will stay on and so will the radio Mornin' will never get to say 'Hello!'  There will be desserts post dinners and pillows to sleep No knocks on the door, no poking neighbors to keep! How a one single night can change everything! Just imagine! As the thought progresses, the idea amazes me Does it speak to you too or it does just to me? Ideas of countless night outs and 'night picnics' to gather Where some cheeky anticipation of a secret kiss can be the invader; There will be dark but it will be called shades of light Because human is positive and loves to see everything bri…

Don't turn into an Esther.

This Monday, I finally finished The Zahir by Coelho. Oh! It is heart-touching and a very exhaustive read. Whether I liked it or not, whether I wanted or not, I always ended up learning a few new lessons about life, relationships, myself and author's perspectives on few fronts. I wonder how Coelho managed to weave such a binding story in just six months. It's an amazing read with a little bit of overly-expressed drama and high dose of imagination but over all, it's worth reading and I am glad this piece is a proud part of my collection.


So, talking about the title, Esther is the female protagonist and wife of the author, the male protagonist. Put it together in simple, the author and Esther are husband-wife. Surprisingly, Coelho has not given any name to his author protagonist (I am going to ask this personally by sending him a message on Twitter). I only noticed and scratched my head over this when I was at its final pages and somehow wanted to know his name. I still wond…

When a random musing turned into a game.

My parents gave me a visit this January where we went to Madurai-Rameshwaram-Thanjavur trip. The trip was beautiful to say the least and with parents, needlessly one of the most memorable trips.

When we were heading to Thanjavur (i.e. Tanjour as many people call it) and during the fun talks and snoozing and snacking on the way, I started something on a lighter note which, later on, turned into something serious and a very memorable thing. In other words I can say that, it bloomed into a very beautiful idea which transpired not only the warmth among us but also it got us listening to how partners look at each other.

I asked my sister's husband that since their first wedding anniversary is at doorstep, tell us three things that you like about my sister. Okay! So this was very unexpected and he got a bit nervous but being a sporty spirit, he took the challenge (not that talking about my sister's virtues are a challenge but coming it up with in positive attitude in front of his i…

What nomads teach us.

Currently reading The Zahir from Coelho, I came upon a very interesting perspective.

In order to live fully, it is necessary to be in constant movement.

It comes when Esther goes to an old man to understand why people are unhappy and during reciting his answer, the old man says the above. He tells about nomads. That they keep moving; that they prefer the movement every day. This way, their each day is different. This way, they don't suffer from past and live fully in the present.

When they (nomads) come to cities and look at it, they think all people are poor in the sense they keep struggling with things which, in reality, are not of much importance to them. And when the city people look at nomads, they think they have no fixed place to live and thus, they are poor.

Similar perspective but from two different angles.

But what the old man wants to reveal here is - Movement is necessary. Physical movement is not possible at all times but one can sure visit farther and farther places …

When I got replaced from my position.

Having siblings has equal share of benefits and losses. And here I am to talk about a pleasant experience I had yesterday with my little sister.

During sometime yesterday afternoon, we were talking and discussing a few things which are common between us. Usually I used to preach about the subject but yesterday the reverse happened! And it amazed me to no end. This time, my little sister was making me understand a few things and was being fairly persistent about them. Not only these but she also went on suggesting new ideas to me. Firstly I kept replying but soon I stopped. I observed how much concerned she was getting for me and how swiftly she had replaced me from my position. She was playing the role of a big sister while I preferred just to listen to her and bow my head in obedience.

It felt so nice at the moment that I was literally smiling on phone, however, I did not tell her about my feelings. At times, I feel some things should be kept in heart to preserve their life. And whe…