"Laughter is Timeless.. Imagination has no Age and.. Dream are Forever...-Tinkerbell"
Sunday, March 7, 2010
I am the Woman
I am the womb that gives life to earth,
I am the heart that beats,
not only for me,
but for all , who are connected to me.
I am the one who bears the pain,
not only the one I have,
but also,
the one you have.
I start from being a daughter,
then go on to become,
a sister,
then the wife,
and then, The Mother, who,
brings about the light and the life...
Love comes naturally to all of us,
the unconditional part,
He gave only to us.
I have been beaten,
killed even,
murdered more like it,
even before I open my eyes to this world,
burnt for money...
raped for pleasure...
I am the Woman,
What is it that I expect from the world which I have made?
A little respect,
in return for all the love I have given you,
till date.
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Happy Women's Day to all the Women in this world. This little poem is my way to say, that Yes, I a woman, and I love you, for all that you are, but, all I ask from you, is a little respect in return. Its a shame that we have to fight for our rights and have a special to celebrate the woman in us. Especially in a country, where, Goddesses are worshiped.
First Love
There is something about first love. Its like the first rain in the monsoon which cleanses you and scrubs the earth clean. Its the smell of the earth of that very shower.
Its about the first kiss that leaves you breathing hard, and the sensation of holding hands for the first time and feeling that current go through your body. Its about that hug which makes you feel special, or that look which tells you that yes you are special.
And you know there is something about first love, that will always make you smile. Be it the stupid fights, even more goofy things that you end up doing. It is that love which is the most pure. The one where you not only give your heart but also your soul.
Yes, call me a romantic at heart. Call me a fool, but then that is how I am. And that is how, love is, and love always will be for me.
I know that I am sounding a hopeful and a hopeless at the same time. But, then, this is one quality that only love can give you.
It is only when you fall in love, you discover yourself, the facets of your personalities that you can never really discover otherwise. The strength to cry all night, to laugh all night, and to look at the sky, the moon and the stars all night and then actually put in productive work the next day.
The smile on your face, the glow in your eyes, it gives it all away, but then you are always coy to hide it. To keep it safe from the world.
Sigh!!!
The thing about first love is that, it is the ONLY true love that you will ever find. All the rest, can touch your heart but never your soul...!!!
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Updated: Escapist wrote this poem today, and its such a coincidence that, its on the similar lines as this post.
Its about the first kiss that leaves you breathing hard, and the sensation of holding hands for the first time and feeling that current go through your body. Its about that hug which makes you feel special, or that look which tells you that yes you are special.
And you know there is something about first love, that will always make you smile. Be it the stupid fights, even more goofy things that you end up doing. It is that love which is the most pure. The one where you not only give your heart but also your soul.
Yes, call me a romantic at heart. Call me a fool, but then that is how I am. And that is how, love is, and love always will be for me.
I know that I am sounding a hopeful and a hopeless at the same time. But, then, this is one quality that only love can give you.
It is only when you fall in love, you discover yourself, the facets of your personalities that you can never really discover otherwise. The strength to cry all night, to laugh all night, and to look at the sky, the moon and the stars all night and then actually put in productive work the next day.
The smile on your face, the glow in your eyes, it gives it all away, but then you are always coy to hide it. To keep it safe from the world.
Sigh!!!
The thing about first love is that, it is the ONLY true love that you will ever find. All the rest, can touch your heart but never your soul...!!!
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Updated: Escapist wrote this poem today, and its such a coincidence that, its on the similar lines as this post.
Saturday, March 6, 2010
I know that this is going to come as a HUGE surprise to everyone on the blogosphere, especially those, who have known me for the last so many years.
The decision that I was talking about in the last post was, well, without,really, going round and round is,
that,
Shayon and I, are not together anymore. We decided to part ways.
I have no explanations to give.
I don't know, what to really say.
That is it I guess.
And, for all the obvious reasons the comments on this post are closed.
The decision that I was talking about in the last post was, well, without,really, going round and round is,
that,
Shayon and I, are not together anymore. We decided to part ways.
I have no explanations to give.
I don't know, what to really say.
That is it I guess.
And, for all the obvious reasons the comments on this post are closed.
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Friday, March 5, 2010
Times in Life
There are times in life, when you make such decisions which have no basis. They are right and wrong at the same time.
There are times in life, when you are tested.
I think, I have been tested long enough. But, not surprisingly the test continues.
This by far has been the most painful.
I have no idea how am I going to go through this.
But, I know, that, I have to breathe. Breathing makes it easier.
I made the decision. I have hurt the other person, but, I am hurt too.
I don't know when the pain will go.
But, to a lot of people, I know, it matters that, I smile.
And someday, I hope, that my smile will reach my eyes, and that my laughter will be carefree.
There are times in life, when you are tested.
I think, I have been tested long enough. But, not surprisingly the test continues.
This by far has been the most painful.
I have no idea how am I going to go through this.
But, I know, that, I have to breathe. Breathing makes it easier.
I made the decision. I have hurt the other person, but, I am hurt too.
I don't know when the pain will go.
But, to a lot of people, I know, it matters that, I smile.
And someday, I hope, that my smile will reach my eyes, and that my laughter will be carefree.
'Cause there has always been heartache and pain
And when it's over you'll breathe again
You'll breath again
And when it's over you'll breathe again
You'll breath again
- Crash & Burn, Savage Garden
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
Chinese Japanese Silly Tag
Yes, I got tagged.
TBG did this. So get bored by knowing me a little more.
8 TV shows/News Channels I like to watch
TBG did this. So get bored by knowing me a little more.
8 TV shows/News Channels I like to watch
- Friends
- Full House
- Hannah Montana
- Suite life of Zack and Cody
- Balika Vadhu ( I am not a cool girl)
- So you think you can dance?
- Dance India Dance.
- Koffee with Karan (Including the NUMEROUS re runs)
- 56 (In Gurgaon) - This is THE best Italian food on earth.
- Chungwah (G.K. II, M block)- All time favorite chinese.
- Sagar (Defence Colony)- You can't beat the South Indian here. And Kulfi faluda for desert- YUM.
- Big Chill (Kailash colony)- Junk italian and sumptuous desert menu to die for.
- Shacks in Goa- You get the BEST sea food there. Add to it loads of time and luxury.
- Olives ( Bandra, Mumbai)- Best lounge food and ambiance.
- Cedars (Chennai)- Middle eastern food at its best.
- Nirulas (New Delhi)- Move over any other junk food joint, you cannot beat this place. World's Best Hot Chocolate fudge.
- My dance classes.
- Surprisingly my morning walks.
- My evening walks.
- Sleeping
- Reading, books or blogs.
- Going to the parlour and pampering myself.
- Shopping for Shoes.
- Going out for Movies.
8 Things That Happened Yesterday
- Wrote a blog
- Read blogs
- Talked on the phone.
- Went out, and did nothing.
- Walked.
- Traveled in the city.
- Stressed out.
- Snapped a lot at people.
- I can wear nice sweaters.
- I can sit in my oversized sweat shirt and sweat pants the whole day.
- I can sleep all I want in my blanket.
- I love the fog.
- I can become a polar bear.
- I love the crisp air that I breathe in.
- The whole holding hands makes more sense in winters.
- And so does making love.
- A job.
- Admission in Harvard/ Yale/ Stanford/ UCLA ohkay, anywhere which is REPUTED.
- Great ideas for 25th wedding Anniversaries of numerous people and people who want me to do something nice at their functions.
- Money.
- Oh, freaking God, great results in the Semester exams
- Sort my life.
- Be more strong.
- Have successful career.
- My DANCING.
- R
- My belief in Love.
- Relationships.
- Trying really hard to be happy.
- Travelling
- Writing
- Talking
- Yeah
- No way!
- WHAT
- Fuck off
- Whatever..
- YOU DID NOT
- AAAAAARRRRUUUUUSSSSHHHIIIII
- Phlease
- Faith is what you are left with, when you can really see nothing.
- Sometimes, it is OK to let go.
- That toothpaste on pimples really work.
- Sleep is the best medicine.
- Going to a doctor will give you a big bill, but will save you from hospital bills.
- Always check the water before you take a shower, same with the shampoo.
- Never think about ANYTHING while crossing the road, except crossing the road.
- Fight for your happiness, but not at the cost of hurting someone.
- Leh
- Kashmir (MINUS the terror)
- East India
- Venice
- Italy
- Vatican
- Greece
- Egypt
- Sleep.
- Zero Stress
- More flexibility in my body.
- Peace of mind
- My life.
- A job
- Admission for my Masters
- Sense of being me.
- The Footloose Doll
- D.O
- Roop
- Miss M
- Uncle J
- Moo
- Rohit Dassani
- Ki
Tuesday, March 2, 2010
If you think that I have hurt you
Then you are not alone.
The pain that sears your heart,
it comes right back at me.
You don't have to wonder why?
beacuse,
if the hearts that are one,
they share, not just the love,
they share the sorrow,
and,
the pain.
For every word that punched your tummy,
I held mine too,
for every thought that left you numb,
I was iced too.
I know you feel,
in the darkness below,
the signs that say, but then,
leave you lost too.
The labyrinth of thoughts,
the unwarranted twists,
the anger, the pain,
they have become so much for our lives,
that love feels running out of time.
But, my love, know thee,
that, after the pain there is some gain.
that after the darkness there is The light,
I am right here.
Standing where you left me.
It is just that-
Life has moved on.
I wanted to stay, and stay put,
but the sands of time,
tricked me too.
If you think, my love,
that I have hurt you,
then you should know,
That my heart bleeds too...!!!
Monday, March 1, 2010
Happy Holi Hai Ji!!!
I am not particularly fond of this festival. Actually, fondness for this festival is inversely proportional to age. As we grow older, at least to me, the charm of this festival is going down. No, not like the charm charm... I am one person who absolutely loves all the festivals here in our country.
There are so many of them, that my school life had more holidays than working days thanks to them.
But, I do not like the whole balloon throwing that I used like at one time, the pukka colors that used to take anytime between 3 to 10 days to get off properly. The tiredness, at the end of the afternoon, after you have been wet and dry at least a million times.
It used to take more than a couple of calls and scowls from mom to come back home to get me into dry decent clothes and to bathe me, and then to put me to sleep. I remember how we used to pray hard that Holi comes after exams or comes so much before that, I don't have to beg to my parents for me to play Holi.
That was ages back.
The one that I remember the most of the recent times was two years back. My best friend threw the party for me. She arranged for Shayon to come to Delhi for the Holi weekend so that we could spend it together. That was fun.
Actually every year there is a party at her house. Outrageous. That is the word for that party. The only hard drink at her party is Bhaang, and food is great. But its the colors that take it all away. She gets, such colors that the 10 day time frame for the colors to go off you is, actually, not applicable to them. A month and a trip to the beauty parlor, and then, also you can see traces of pink on you.
And, she is the reason why I play Holi. Its her favorite festival.
No, this year, I have not stepped out of the house. There is no party at her place, because she is a working professional now. So, I am sitting tight at home, relaxing, and trying to get some work done as my entire house has gone to the colony Holi party to get themselves coloured.
So, my dear readers,
I hope you have a great great Holi, and that this festival brings in your life, great Joys and colors.
There are so many of them, that my school life had more holidays than working days thanks to them.
But, I do not like the whole balloon throwing that I used like at one time, the pukka colors that used to take anytime between 3 to 10 days to get off properly. The tiredness, at the end of the afternoon, after you have been wet and dry at least a million times.
It used to take more than a couple of calls and scowls from mom to come back home to get me into dry decent clothes and to bathe me, and then to put me to sleep. I remember how we used to pray hard that Holi comes after exams or comes so much before that, I don't have to beg to my parents for me to play Holi.
That was ages back.
The one that I remember the most of the recent times was two years back. My best friend threw the party for me. She arranged for Shayon to come to Delhi for the Holi weekend so that we could spend it together. That was fun.
Actually every year there is a party at her house. Outrageous. That is the word for that party. The only hard drink at her party is Bhaang, and food is great. But its the colors that take it all away. She gets, such colors that the 10 day time frame for the colors to go off you is, actually, not applicable to them. A month and a trip to the beauty parlor, and then, also you can see traces of pink on you.
And, she is the reason why I play Holi. Its her favorite festival.
No, this year, I have not stepped out of the house. There is no party at her place, because she is a working professional now. So, I am sitting tight at home, relaxing, and trying to get some work done as my entire house has gone to the colony Holi party to get themselves coloured.
So, my dear readers,
I hope you have a great great Holi, and that this festival brings in your life, great Joys and colors.
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