TheOtherSideOfMoi

Night & Day

2010-11-14T11:47:00.000+11:00

In the depth of darkness when silence comes alive
From the corner of my brain, down trickles a vibe
The tangled thoughts trying hard to break free
Tasks and Priorities busy on a sequencing spree

Does the night fall to help us appreciate the day more
Does the day end to help us realize what it's for

Oh son, you are my SUN!

2010-01-15T10:29:00.001+11:00

I walked in darkness, on the path of life
With little perception, alongside my wife
Some sense of joy, but an objective missing
What the future beholds, I kept guessing

The day I took my first leap, into fatherhood
All questions answered, I now understood
With essence so strong, light so bright
My life was you, only that was right

Oh son, you are my SUN

Years went by, I toiled and you grew
I burned sweat and blood, got rest a few
Your smile your needs, my priority unchanged
With times today, our strengths have exchanged

I look at you today, my purpose seems fulfilled
You are independent settled, with strong build
I am weak and old, but I have your constant support
When death comes knocking, I’ll embrace without retort

Oh son, you are my SUN

After-Effects of a Birthday!!

2009-11-28T13:23:00.000+11:00

What exactly is the concept behind the basic expectations on the after-effects of a birthday.

1. You are a year older so act mature
2. The stupid jokes have to stop now
3. Its time to manage the bank balance more efficiently
4. Make sure you dont looke hyper excited about the presents
5. The toy train and pink barbie on the list get changed to diamond rings and massage chairs
6. Go dye shopping to hide the latest addition of white hair on the new haircut
7. The floral shirt and purple glasses are not cool anymore
8. Party planners get replaced with financial planners

Hmmmm on second thoughts maybe the making of lists and the blah blah blah have to stop as well!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Happy Birthday Sri!!!!

2009-09-05T16:04:00.003+10:00

Its the poet's http://leavesfromthediary.blogspot.com/ birthday!!!!!!

The friends of a poet
Get gifted the best sonnet
But when the situation gets reversed
Its impossible to find something well deserved
Even though this isnt the best attempt
The wishes truly are very heartfelt

May you have the best birthday of all your lives
May ur cauldron never run out of lines!
May you have all that you wish and much more
May the bums not make you too sore!

Happy Birthday Sri!!!!

A calculated effort

2009-08-06T16:28:00.000+10:00

Wished to write a song
but something went horribly wrong
An attempt to brew a ballad
felt like wrong dressing on salad

Isn’t this a life’s big irony
a calculated effort turns phony
When the soul is relaxed and at ease
verses pour from within like a breeze

Loss, Late and 2nd chance

2009-06-30T15:48:00.001+10:00

seher: It hurts
smaysha: But why
seher: Its the sense of loss
smaysha: But its not like u ever "had" me. How can u feel the loss of something u never had?
seher: Its the loss of something that I could have had
smaysha: I do wish you had had..
seher: If only I realised it earlier
smaysha: guess.... sometimes late is .. a little too late
seher: Yeah, there are no second chances in life
smaysha: Yap there never are.. not just here.. but anywhere

Realize the Competition..

2009-04-17T14:29:00.002+10:00

I look into the mirror
And see a very diff face
I step back in terror
His reflex matches my pace

With caution in my winds
I take on the role of a sleuth
His stare to match mine brings
Me face to face with bitter truth

On closer look I realise that the face is actually not very different to mine. It’s a darker side of me, more like a devil. Filled with disgusting wicked thoughts and destruction being the prima motive.

The next day I wake up to see
A face that is exactly like me
No portrayal of a horrendous side
Me with the socio rules to abide

But once again sometime next week
The dark face gave me a sudden freak
Took me a while to realize the competition
My two faces played as an obsession

Winner adorned my facade that day
Shaped the deeds of my life in a way
Sometime I was the happy content me
During rest it was the devil ghastly thee

Regret....

2009-01-22T19:14:00.002+11:00

When two eyes met
a relation for life was set
It wasn’t given a name
they preferred to play a game

Hands longed for a gentle touch
but mouth didn’t say much
Heart craved for some more
but feelings were kept ashore

Fear for a rejected future
didn’t let the love nurture
Buried inside so deep down
it ached, burned, hurt & drown

For long they played the game
yet didn’t give it a name
Then destiny swung the ultimate wand
said no winner will ever be found

"who is the peculiar dresser of all"

2009-01-15T11:15:00.000+11:00

Lately my travel time to work has increased and I have picked this habit to look and wonder at people around me. And NOPE, this is not the same thing as some people who always have to poke their unwanted nose in others life, scrutinise them up and down and perform an analysis for future reference.

This is a harmless "one look", just to find the winner to a game I play with self called "who is the peculiar dresser of all":

I have had a few contenders so far:
1. Low waist skin-tight pants in pink, no t-shirt, a black sleeveless jacket, gold chain as belt, golden shoes, gold cap .. and it was a guy..
2. A single piece purple formal frock with parrot-green stripes .. thankfully on a girl.
3. Skin-tight t-shirt with a red-black lady bug picture, red-black lady bug ear rings and finger rings.. and again it was a guy.
4. A black shirt 10 inches below the waist, 5 inch wide silver belt, no pants, silver slippers, black long hair with white fringes .. it was a girl

But in just 2 weeks since the start of this game I think today I already got my winner..

Purple & white blonde hair, purple eye shadow, purple lipstick, pink shirt & pant, 2 inch long nails(yes u read it right, 2" long nails) painted in blood red nail polish, orange stockings, purple shoes (I believe she wanted to match her hair and makeup to the shoes) and finally a red walking stick. She was granny at least 70yrs old.

I had to admire the confidence that she carried with her. She had her head held high as if the world was under her purple shoes and she didn’t give a damn about it.

Way to go Granny!!

Obligations

2008-11-24T15:22:00.001+11:00

One dear life and thousands of obligations on the poor soul. I don’t think it’s a fair game.

It would be so nice if the people around us could stop telling us how we should live OUR OWN life. Can something that works for one, be applied in general to all when we so nastily claim that we are separate individuals? I think NOT.

In today’s world, instead of opposing we have accepted these obligations as a part of our life even when they irk us the most:
Have got mail, must reply
Have friends, must call all the time
Have a festival, must get religious
Have relatives, must be nice
Have received a favour, must be returned
Have got invite, must accept

I will stop at this as the list is too long and I am sure the above captures the gist of the feeling. We carry these obligations around with us like our appendix – absolutely good for nothing. Someday the crap accumulation will increase to an unendurable level and the removal of the inflamed appendix will be mandatory. That will be a great day for sure.

Sometimes I think William Shakespeare should be re-quoted to say
“All the world's an intrusion, And all the men and women merely cribbers”

clear command ..

2008-11-07T13:22:00.000+11:00

Is it common that we sit in front of the computer with some 1000 thoughts and ideas to pen down but the moment we type the first word, the brain instead types the clear command for itself and everything goes blank. Any attempt to retrieve the deleted thoughts gets answered with the error that saving history for unexpected crash not enabled.

I think it happens to me a lot of times, at least it happened the whole of last month. I wanted to write about so many things and by the time I got back home from work, opened a notepad all that happened was an explosion. The ideas escaped some place and all I was left with were bits of the words that i wanted to talk about.. Love .. Obama .. Economy .. Environment .. SRK .. etc etc ...

I can’t even join the bits to make something sensible out of them.

I think I should walk around with a book and pen and start scribbling the moment i think of something. My fellow passengers, teammates, friends, family, strangers etc my get scared looking at my sudden gush to get the book out of my bag and my fanatical writings on them. For a few more posts on the blog, the look on their startled faces will make it quite worthwhile :)

Wow.. Just got one thought back, Happy Birthday Shah Rukh (02Nov)!!

And then it happened...

2008-09-17T10:26:00.001+10:00

The platform was quite, very quite. It was 6:00am on a Saturday morning; the bustle was just going to begin.

Seher looks at Smaysha with eyes saying - “don’t go”. Smaysha eyes promise to be back in few days. He presses her hand, she turns to him and he slowly gets down on his knees. He takes the ring out of his pocket and smiles. She gives him the most loving look and nods. He slowly slides the ring on her fingers, without a word spoken a new relation is born.

Sandhya waiting with her parents besides. She looks at Sagar coming from the nearby shop and smiles. He is carrying all possible food and fruit items available there and getting it for her. She is leaving for her delivery, in 2 months they will be blessed with a baby that will further strengthen their bond of love.

Smurti is the happiest person around. She has finally got the job she has been trying for a year. Her dream of being a fashion designer is finally going to materialise. The dream that she nurtured since she first saw the posters of beautiful actresses pasted all around her town. All she could think was how she could make them look even better.

Samay is standing with his heart filled with hope. Back home he has his wife and 5 kids waiting. Waiting for him to go to city, earn some money and come back with some food. All they have had in the last 4 days is some bread and water. He has not sold any dolls last week; he hopes to sell some at least few of them today.

Its 6:30 the bus starts to depart. Goodbye, good luck, see you soon, take care, love you, will miss you, hugs, kisses, blessings - are the few exchanges. Everyone gets settled in the bus, and it starts a journey filled with emotions. It goes few kilometres ahead and then it happened, a BLAST. None survived and nothing was ever the same again.

A relationship killed before it could mature. A life killed before it could be born. A dream killed before it could be lived. The sole bread earner killed before he could feed his family.

Someone will never know how it feels being married, someone will never know how it feels to hold a child’s hand, someone will never know how it feels to dream, someone will never know how it feels to have a good meal.

No religion, no god, no faith, no belief can reason killing innocent lives and shattering thousands of families. These marks and dents in people’s lives can never be forgotten and forgiven.

bad and foul

2008-09-08T13:33:00.000+10:00

Life is not about the breaks we take, its about identifying the things/people that break our life and cursing it/them so bad and foul that we need a mouthwash after to feel clean

Gay -- happy or other type

2008-09-01T12:55:00.003+10:00

Proxy was gay. Not the happy type, but the other type. He was not gay because he loved men, but because he thought less of women in general. He couldn’t imagine loving someone of the lesser kind. Yes lets accept it, even in this ultra modern fast paced ever-growing world MCP’s do exist. These pigs are everywhere and it’s difficult to eradicate them.

On one lovely morning, Proxy was on his way to work on the bike and he noticed someone with a similar bike riding besides in the same speed as him. A smile lit on his face, he saw a guy with the latest model bike, clad in a black leather bike suit and black helmet. The sexy figure seemed to kind of challenge him, a bike race had begun and the other rider proved to proxy (who thought he was the fastest in the world) that he was a good match. The speed, the adventure, the match, aroused feelings inside proxy that he never knew existed. He was tingling inside in all possible places. He was on a high he had never achieved before even with drugs.

The ride was coming to an end; he noticed that the guy was going to a coffee place; he turned the same way and parked first. The guy parked besides and proxy sheepishly moved towards. The guy didn’t notice proxy standing at the foot of his bike, he swung his right feet around to get down from the bike and in that motion the pointed 2-inch heel hit proxy on his crotch. Suddenly the tingling feeling changed to intense pain. Proxy bent, yelled in pain, clutched his groin and then looked up to see the other guy open his helmet. Beautiful blonde hair fell on the shoulders, stunning blue eyes were looking at him and the lustrous red lips were asking him “I didn’t notice you standing there, are you ok?”

Proxy’s piggy mind could never ever accept that the sexy, speedy biker was actually a girl. He could not imagine what hurt him more, his realisation or the pain he was clutching on. Well one thing is for sure, at that moment Proxy was not gay. No not the other type, but the happy type.

caught MY attention

2008-08-20T13:12:00.000+10:00

Saw “Bachna Ae Haseeno” and loved it. Not because it had an amazing storyline, or it was very informative and educative, or because people got to take some facts back home to impress their friends by uttering it during catch-up conversations, or for its power and technicality and blah blah. Nope if I needed any of this I would watch a documentary feature on Discovery channel at my home. I like Bollywood as it is the biggest entertainment industry and I just loved the film for the entertainment it provided. With expressions like happy, sad, sigh, frown, anger, wicked, naughty etc within and the desire to grove and shake a leg to peppy songs, it was a good 2.5 hrs of desi fun at the theatre.

Though it was a simple n sweet n lite romantic comedy, the movie stirred some random thoughts inside. Funda being that raj had to get his own heart broken to understand the pain he caused to others. Yap got that but what caught my attention is a thought: how many guys actually have the guts to tell a girl whom they don’t love in return that things wont work out just and just because he is not in love with her. No stupid reasons, no dumb logic, no running away, no cranky behaviour just the plain truth that he does not feel the forever love.

Ya ya I can hear the guys say that such truth will disturb the highly emotional equation that girls carry around. Well fyi, that’s a lame thing of the past so gather the truth and come clean!!

chasing the Wrong dream

2008-08-19T10:47:00.001+10:00

In everyone’s life comes a time when they realise that they were chasing the wrong dream. If not chasing the completely wrong dream, surely were ignoring the real dream to pursue something that is of momentary importance but would not mean anything in the long run.

Sometimes the choice is very difficult to make. How can one decide if they should do something so that in years from now you feel happy of should we do something now so that we can feel better at this point. Guess that also depends on the situation and the kind of happiness.

I love to write stuff. Things that I see around, things that I feel, things created by imagination, things that can never happen, things I have just heard about. I call it the creative liberty to write about things that I have no clue about. It’s just my perspective of how that thing could have been, if people don’t like it. I don’t give a damn. 2 words for them too :)

Thanks to an instigative (if I may say so) poem on the blog of an amazingly beautiful writer and a good friend, I got the required dose of inspiration to get back to blogging after 5 months of pathetic work torture. I just had to say the other side of the story as well :) Thanks Sri!

http://leavesfromthediary.blogspot.com/2008/04/two-words-for-ya.html

the 2 words

2008-08-08T13:40:00.000+10:00

A day’s hard work in the kitchen gets rewarded with
My mom makes it “Better”
A help with the household chores gets embarrassing with
These jobs aren’t for a “Man”

An unexpected friend at a romantic dinner gets spoilt with
Why don’t you “Join” us
A lovely evening drive gets annoying with
I’ll answer this phone “Call”

A shopping request gets turned down with
No time I am very “Busy”
An hour outside talking crap gets logical with
We were just “Catching” up

A query on a pending task gets answered with
Oops I just “Forgot”
A word called responsibility gets heavy with
I enjoy my “Freedom”

A relationship crisis gets sidelined with
Not during the “Sports” update
A list of compromises gets crossed with
I don’t like to “Change”

At 30 the future remains unplanned with
It’s too “Early” for me
A request to grow up gets denied with
I still want to be a “Baby”

Thankfully, all it takes is 2 words “F___ ___” to put an end to the misery.

said a leapling today...

2008-03-01T07:00:00.000+11:00

its a special day
said a leapling today
i get the presents and cake
on a day that is not fake

i don't like this hide n seek
this day takes 4 yrs to peak
the excitement hidden for long within
guess makes it worth from begin

the sun and earth play this game
this unique birthday has its fame
i owe one to the Gregorian mate
who has given me this long wait

Following god!

2007-07-17T21:45:00.001+10:00

I look at my parents
And I see the smile I bring

I look at my cousins
And I see the pranks we plot

I look at my friends
And I see the thoughts we share

I look at my love
And I see the unbreakable bond

Now I follow his ways
Now I know y he made me
The reason for my existence
Has always been around me

Thanks God!

Mirror!

2007-07-17T21:43:00.000+10:00

I smile at her, she smiles at me
I frown at her, she frowns at me
I cry at her, she cries at me
I wink at her, she winks at me
Oh Mirror! U makes me realize
I am what I choose to be

Mother!

2007-05-21T15:28:00.000+10:00

She opened her eyes
For the first time to see
I couldn’t close my eyes
You were a sight to see

She curled her lips
For the first time to smile
I couldn’t hide my joy
You were an angel in disguise

She opened her mouth
For the first time to speak
I couldn’t keep quite
You were talking to me

She stretched her hands
For the first time to feel
I couldn’t keep away
You were so gentle in touch

Your every first time my child
Will remain with me for lifetime

Types of Desktop Backgrounds!

2007-05-03T19:03:00.000+10:00

Types of Desktop Backgrounds:
1. None – I am too busy and I don’t care. There are more important things in life.
2. Windows Default – too much pain to select something else from the drives
3. Solo snap of self – obsessed with self proclaimed beauty. The time spent in front of the mirror in the morning is not enough to appreciate the sexy figure
4. Family snap – staying away, miss family the most
5. Bunch of friends – parties are the best part of life, and wanna think of them again n again
6. Your Idol say filmstar, cricketer etc etc – dare not talk bad about them to me, else u will be walking back with a broken leg or bruised eye.
7. Boyfriend\Girlfriend – hopelessly in love
8. God – holy … no comments
9. Cartoons/soft toys – child at heart
10. Sayings, phrases, one-liners – smart!!!
11. Office team snap – I love my job and my team is my family
12. Cute kids snap – hmmmmm something is fishy ;)
13. nature snaps – traveler, adventurous, in love with mother nature

i guess the list can go on and on ....

This is it :)

2007-04-18T23:00:00.000+10:00

Okies … this is it .. I have posted everything that I wish to retain from my old blog in here … so from now on its just gonna be some real good (hopefully) fresh stuff …

A Ring.....

2007-04-18T22:58:00.000+10:00

Someone slides it on your sleek fingers
on a very special day
A moment you will surely cherish
what ever come may

Every time you take a look at it
you know it binds you to him
After years it leaves a mark
a sign of love from within

Some have his name on
some different shapes
Some beautiful designs
what matters is the relation it makes

Its feel on your skin
everyday speaks to you
No matter what happens
he will always love you

Wont say GoodBye.....

2007-04-18T22:56:00.000+10:00

Coming to this point in our lives
I hate it and my heart just cries
We have to part is all i know
Why is a reason i wanna know

I see in your eyes what i feel inside
Sadness for the rest of our lives
No lovely days, no wonderful nights
No sense of you always besides

How can i live with my life away
When every breath has your name
We face this is what we said
But my strength is you, now going away

I promise to live and so do you
You in my heart deep down inside
So now we part and i still dont know why
But our love is forever so i wont say GoodBye..................

Its killing me this dream……….

2007-04-18T22:55:00.000+10:00

Dream Dream Dream
Had a well woven dream,
Shattered to pieces dream
Its killing me this dream.

Love love love
Shining rising in love,
Shattered to pieces dream
Heart broken, torn apart in love.

Hate hate hate
Didn’t kn how to hate,
Shattered to pieces dream
Heart is filled with this feeling of hate.

Peace peace peace
The mind was always was at peace,
Shattered to pieces dream
Anger struggle, now no peace.

Its tough to say goodbye …

2007-04-18T22:51:00.001+10:00

A heavy heart
Few glances exchanged
Some words spoken
Many feelings hidden inside

He walks out the door
Eyes follow his trail
A voice from within speaks
Request that says don’t go

Eyelids fall down
Silhouette fades slowly
Sadness fills in
Its tough to say goodbye …

life is so very different

2007-04-18T22:49:00.000+10:00

life is so very different ...
when u have someone to love u, take care of u
when there is this anticipation to meet someone
when u have something to look fwd to

life just takes a new perspective ...
every bad thing has a good side now
every good thing is the best
every situation teaches u new things

The frown on the face dissappears
into a darkness never to return
every happy moment multifolds
a constant smile on the face

Love is not just some desire

2007-04-18T22:48:00.001+10:00

Love is not just some desire
Or something that puts u on fire
Theres more to it then wot seems
Its an emotion that someone feels

my search ends...

2007-04-18T22:45:00.000+10:00

my eyes await
for one glance of this someone special

my lips curlon
just one though of this someone special

my fingers await
to touch this someone special

my heart aches
for love of this someone special

my love awaits
to be unleashed on this someone special

my body craves
for an embrace by this someone special

my search ends
i found this someone special...

I sit beside a book...

2007-04-18T22:43:00.000+10:00

I sit beside a book; I call it “My Life”
a sudden gush of wind
Blows to the pages on my side,

Each page dedicated to one special day
a first prize won
Or maybe I just found a brand new way,

The day I found love in the eyes of someone
my happiness magnified
Coz soon I realized he is the "One",

Between me and love, there are differences many
but we will fight them
Coz no matter what, I will always love you honey....

Prince charming will walk her way...

2007-04-12T22:19:00.000+10:00

Prince charming will walk her way...
Cool breeze falls on her face,
Few strands of hair fall on her side
She lifts her hand,
Brushes it off as she sighs

A relief from the hot sun,
This breeze is a big welcome
This cozy weather will not make,
The one she desires to come

Her search will never end,
Till she finds the best match
Now she knows that true love,
Is the most difficult to catch

But with hope in her heart,
She waits for the day
Just as in all fairy tales,
Prince charming will walk her way

Wish to hold on, but…….

2007-04-12T22:17:00.000+10:00

A life unlived

A song unsung

A cry unheard

A battle lost

A wish unfulfilled

A smile misplaced

A dream shattered

A confession unsaid

A feeling unexpressed

An emotion suppressed

A tear rolls down my cheek

Its slipping out of my hands

Wish to hold on, but…….

3 Words...

2007-04-11T23:11:00.000+10:00

3 words
i say to him all the time
3 words
that ask him to be mine

3 words
that bring a smile on my face
3 words
with which i have sealed my fate

3 words
when followed by "i do"
3 words
will define and complete me too

3 words ... "I Love You"

Life is so strange!

2007-04-11T22:57:00.000+10:00

Life is so strange
U meet new ppl all the time
But one of them leaves a mark
And u feel like saying “Be mine”

Clean up act!

2007-04-05T00:21:00.000+10:00

The so called clean up act … which I have been conveniently avoiding for a few months I guess now is long overdue :)

Gonna delete my old blog and just keep this one, its been ages since I posted there, poor thing has neem feeling lonely from long, so I am gonna kill its loneliness for ever … will post the articles from there which I still like, over here … so for sometime, this blog is not gonna witness anything new … its just gonna see some old writes …..

Good Riddance to some physic stuff in literal ways :)

Types of bloggers!!!!

2007-04-03T00:06:00.000+10:00

Types of bloggers:

1. Open blog, pen down thoughts, sign out

2. Open blog, pen down thoughts, sign out. Sign out. Sign in after 2 mins, check for comments, and sign out.

3. Open blog, check the previous post for new comments, pen down thoughts sign out. Sign in after 2 mins, check for comments, and sign out. Sign in after 2 mins, check for comments, and sign out and this goes on and on and on.

4. Open blog, to write or not to write, damn-chuck it, read others blog, sign out.

5. Open blog, to write or not to write, damn-chuck it, read others blog, single line comment, sign out.

6. Open blog, to write or not to write, damn-chuck it, read others blog, single line comment to create a nice drift-confusion-fight-accuse-abuse-hurt, sign out.

7. Open blog, open notepad, vent the frustration in the notepad, delete notepad, sign out.

8. Open blog, single post, comments on each and every blog possible, maximum number of comments provided to blogs across, sign out.

9. Open blog, write a line of ‘welcome’, ‘am bored’, ‘my first blog’, ‘I hate abc’, ‘I did ???’ blah blah in a line, sign out.

10. Open blog, reason-it’s the coolest thing to do-everyone has one, sign out. Never ever open it again.

love will find a way!

2007-03-25T00:24:00.000+11:00

Listening to this beautiful song “mitwa” from KANK … just love the words .. so true .. so very true … a song with a beautiful feel to it … so easy to relate to things so simply put in front of u … love u Javed Akhtar for this one …

Just wondering ….
How many of us do listen to solely our hearts when it comes to love. I don’t know, guess love will always be an unsolved enigma for most of us. But is it so difficult to understand it.

Maybe in the urge to conquer it we fail to feel it, and hence the failure.

A few questions that I have heard from people during various conversations……

Do we all have the courage to love?
Do we all have the courage to love and make sure it works?
Will we always stand up to the person we love?
How do we know if its true love?
Is there something called true love in the first place?
What if I am not loved back?
What if the love ceases to exit after some time?
Etc etc etc
The list of doubts and questions just goes on and on and on …

Guess what folks, I guess for these webs to clear away, u will need to fall in love, experience it, feel it .. believe me nothing will be in doubt for u then …

Life is all about choices!

2007-03-06T02:48:00.000+11:00

Every chocolate packet has a small slip inside that could read;
- Another chocolate free
- Better luck next time
- 5rs off on the next buy
- A trip for 2 to Zurich

At a shop:
Seher: Give me a chocolate bar
Shopkeeper: I only have two left
He hands him a red one and a black one.

Seher picks the black one, walks a little further, opens the packet
Slip reads “Oops! Better luck next time :(”

At a same shop 5 mins later:
Smaysha: Give me a chocolate bar
Shopkeeper: I have only one left
He hands her the red one
Smaysha: no issues, red is my favorite, thanks for saving this one

Smaysha opens the red one, munches the chocolate, reads the slip
“Congratulations you win a trip for 2 to Zurich :)”

Life is all about choices, whether you know it or not!!

Differently the 2nd time...

2007-03-02T19:00:00.000+11:00

Tough day!
Absolutely no idea what went wrong. But how can that be, there needs to be a way to figure out the “instigator” or lets call it the first blow ….. hmmm …

Life is like a chain reaction, so definitely this characteristic would drill down to each day, considering our life is a collection of each day we manage to survive (wonder y I am stating the obvious in here, but what the heck, like it matters …)

Hot lemon tea (with xtraaaaa lemon as my love likes to call it), a sole seat with dim light above, 8 pm, life takes a different meaning this instant. More like the 2 min maggi noodles. Now you are hungry and the next instant (read 2 mins) u have food in front of you. (Readers with a weird expression on their face now, wondering what the hell is maggi doing in here, relax! I have no idea myself, I just let my mind wonder, so get the smile or the blank face back and ignore the above :) )

A flashback, replay the days events, see them unwind, and …………..

…. 10 mins later…

Freak! Now I know what went wrong. Wow!! This is a figure of speech, I forgot the name, but the one where we use a couple of words consecutively starting with the same letter … :) looks like the rewind button went a little too far (or is it a little too behind), to my school days.

Damn! I love this human psychological capability to see things differently the 2nd time, or maybe its different every next time!!

Works for me!

The distance erased...

2007-02-28T00:25:00.000+11:00

Perfect ambience …. Perfect evening …. A gathering … family, friends, kids … celebration …laughs, shouts, cries, wishes …

Smaysha is sitting besides the pool, playing with ripples in the water. A gentle breeze blows; she lifts her hand to move the strands of hair from her face. From the corner of her eye she sees him walk towards her, a smile curves her lips, but quickly she hides it.

‘What are doing here’, asks Seher. Having fun, she replies.

Seher: You do realize you are too old for it
Smaysha: Read my face, does it look like I care
Seher: Well lets see … ur looking at me, and ur replying to my queries … I would say u do care

Smaysha: Hmmm … so wot are u doing here.
Seher: Don’t bother, it isn’t that I was missing you and came looking for you, I have better options
Smaysha: Well lets see … ur still standing here, and your not searching anymore … I would say u were looking for me

Seher: So are we even now?
Smaysha: Yap, seems like.
Seher: Cool, you wanna come back to the party
Smaysha: Naah, it’s a bore. I don’t like it.
Seher: Glad we have one thing in common.

This was not the only conversation happening, the expressions in the eye were talking on completely different lines.

He lowers his eyes and turns to go back, halts after taking two steps and turns back

Seher: Looks like I forgot to say something. Welcome to the family!
Smaysha: There is a blue color parcel on the chair to your right, its has a name that strikes a bell to me, looks like I have heard that before, u might wanna check it out.

He opens it, there is beautiful present, and a card that reads
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“Happy Birthday Son!!”

With love from,
Stepmom
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The distance erased, a tight hug, a small tears drops within the embrace

Thanks! I love you Mom!

Task List - 2007!!!!!!!

2007-01-05T00:25:00.000+11:00

Gone are the days when ppl took new year resolutions, or let me say gone are the days when i took resolutions :) ... i am a big time calvin fan ... and calvin says "I'am fine just the way i am! y shud i change? In fact i think its high time the world started changing to suit me! i dont see y i shud do all the changing around here! if the new year requires resolutions, i say its upto everyone else, not me! i dont need to improve! everyone else does!"

:) :) :) dont u just love this kid :) :) :) he is the best bugger around, freako to the core :)

Well well well but i do have a Task List for 2007:
1) To get married
2) To be a part of KBC 2/3, my one big chance to meet srk :)

"Wait"

2006-12-23T01:59:00.000+11:00

Has this ever happened to u guys out there … Has one word managed to define your life…

For now one word defines my life, the worst part is that its called “WAIT”
1) I wait for my bus in the morning
2) I wait for my team to finish their work, so that I can update the status
3) I wait for resolutions to the issues
4) I wait for lunch breaks
5) I wait for coffee breaks
6) I wait for team meetings to get over
7) I wait for an innovative idea to strike me
8) I wait for weekends
After spending this worst week of my life, waiting and waiting and waiting for just anything and everything I hope I have a better weekend!

Caught in between ...

2006-12-16T19:22:00.000+11:00

Have u ever been caught in between two completey different thing .... say ..

1) you wanna laugh and cry at the same time .....

or things on the same line ...

I Wish .... wots the purpose????

2006-11-21T21:33:00.000+11:00

Seher: I wish for a million dollars to be mine now
Smaysha: Wow! But what will you do with them..
Seher: nothing…
Smaysha: errrr nothing, how is that possible??
Seher: as in
Smaysha: as in, how can there be a wish without a purpose …
Seher: ofcourse there can be, y shud a wish be for some purpose, I wish for a million dollars just like that …
Smaysha: I don’t think that makes sense …

……………. Do u?

Want - Need

2006-10-25T15:21:00.000+10:00

Desire can instigate Want for something
Necessity would mean Need for something

Correcto??

Choices..

2006-08-30T22:24:00.000+10:00

Our life is a clear illustration of the choices we would have made at any point in our lives.

We are what we choose to be.

I can live
I can die
I choose to live life to the fullest till I die

I can start my day with a smile
I can frown throughout
I choose to smile and spread happiness around

I can let failure depress me
I can learn from each mistake
I choose to keep trying till I succeed

I can stand up to my rights
I can allow myself to be suppressed by others
I choose to live life on my rules

We are what we choose to be.

Disclaimer: Counter Argument – Not everything in life is as per our choices, and that is for the simple reason that our life is lone only in terms of it being a physical entity otherwise its connected to many others in this world, say spiritually, mentally etc. And at some point of time the choices they make affect us in some way or the other.