Happy Rose Day!

Buy me a rose for the rose day? She asked on phone from miles away. He bought her bunch, and gave em to his mum. Surprising her and her!

7 yrs later she still giggles and blushes, while he pleads ignorance. Forget buying a rose, he forgets even to wish!

I am back to dancing!

It feels so so good!
No, I have not rejoined TDX, but another dance studio that two friends from Tdx have started!
And OH BOY!
I remember the first class that I had gone to in Tdx.. where I was so conscious of the way my body moved, whether I looked like an idiot while dancing! And there over the two- three years, I learnt how to zone myself out and completely focus on me and not to what anyone would think of me!
And, all of it just came back to me in the dance class! I was just doing my dancing and not looking at the other dancers!
And because these classes are by the ex-Tdx people, there is the familiarity in the things.. be it the work out and even couple of dance steps in the routine, which makes it fun. Especially, since there are just six of us in the class including the two instructors!

Feeling good, emotionally, yes, but physically, trust me, my body is in spasms. I can hardly move without my muscles protesting in pain!
I am gonna take a pain killer to sleep tonight, but starting tomorrow, I am gonna exercise, even if it is just walking for 30-40 minutes, so that the muscles get used to the exercising bit once again!

Cheers!

Happy Birthday Kashvi!

To my darling Kashvi-
A very Happy Birthday :)

She has become a big girl in the true sense, from her last birthday to this- From a college student to w working professional.. I wish her all the best in everything that she desires!
I pray that she becomes this phenomenal journalist with loads of fame and one day snubs her boss for all the attitude that he gives her!

It is just simply a pleasure to have a friend, who doesn't judge you but still manages to pull your socks up! :) A friend who is there, ALWAYS!
Thanks for being the wonderful being that you are!
I love you!
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PS: I really appreciate the concern that all of you all have for me. But there is a reason why I close comments on certain posts. There are times, when I have to JUST speak without  giving a justification. A lot of people know and respect that, I would really like all of the readers on this blog to respect this. 
Thanks.

There are certain people who always seem happy.
They have everything in life. Good money, great wives, great jobs. Passions that they are able to pursue.

And then there are people like me. Who have the fear of their happiness, the little little things in life, that make them happy. And when life denies you even that, then you end up doubting your faith and belief in the Almighty above.
Because, you wonder if He listens to the ones with the silver spoons only.

Don't make me doubt my faith or my belief in you. I have had enough. And, I am just asking for what is rightfully mine.
Dear God, Please JUST for once, give me what I have been pursuing for this long.
Like PLEASE.

Love, Love, Love...

Ever wondered how much dedication does it require to love?

It requires the patience of a saint, when the one you love refuses to take your calls and you are up the whole night wondering where he is and why is he not calling you back.
Just the craving to meet him, when you know, that it is the worst time to meet.

It requires, being your strongest when he is at his weakest.. to be his support when you want to break down yourself, but know that he needs you.

It requires you to be that little kid, and make cute naughty noises, when he is super stressed about everything in life.. and to give him a jaadu ki jhappi and tell him that, our world is just fine, and all that we need is each other and our love.

To walk with each other, hand in hand each day and to feel that love, every day, even in the mundane chores of life!

Love is just a little bit of all of this, and a lot more than what words can say!

I love you, my sweetheart!
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PS: It had just been ages since I wrote about love and him! And about the last post- I don't think that I have the heart of talking about the person in that post. Just too up close and personal. 

25 on 25th- We would have partied all night!

You know that right?
Even if we did not party on any other Birthday, yours was always a party. Considering the next day was a holiday irrespective of the week of the day it may be!

It would have been a big deal. Tuning 25, of legally drinking age. Yup, if nothing else we would have sat in that room. Our room, gotten drunk out of our wits and still manage to get up in the morning to catch the Republic Day Parade.
You could have been anything now.
A computer whiz, a doctor- But even if you were already married or just taking care of your own self- I would not have minded.
I mind the fact that you are not here.
That, irrespective of anything, I would have made sure that we celebrate your 25th in style.

But, now, there is nothing- Just a void.

I just hope that wherever you are, in the Heaven that you have created, that they do your 25th in all your style.
Here, I am gonna miss you.. and still wish in my heart that you were here!

Happy Birthday, darling!  

Passion!

" going to bed so i can wake up in 2.5 hours to watch the Pats... dedication son. let's go baby!"

Don't wonder too hard about that line. It is my ABCD brother in Mumbai who wrote that status message and made me google what 'Pats' is. Turns out that it is a football in team in the US of A, and some tournament around it.

That made me realise that, I am not passionate about anything. Sleeping maybe, but then that does not count. 

But, seriously, all of a sudden it seems that, there is nothing that is happening or that there is something that I have to look forward, which has nothing to do with a wedding or wedding planning. 

But something that has something to do with ME! 

I know, bf is crazy about his technology and his games.. and when he is into that thing- he is into it. Completely. I know about Kashvi and others, who read. Read as if their life depended on them, and they discover new authors, new books and are so into it that, they even quote the lines verbatim. 

I know that doctor sahiba, a.k.a Karishma is into plays, and despite her schedules, she finds time to pursue that. She is an audience that any play would want. 

But there is nothing it seems that stirs the desire to push myself. I am tired of the social calling. The clothes, whole pomp and show surrounding me all the time. 

I thought that I was rediscovering music. But now, that too sounds repetitive. I feel constrained. And unable to discover good music. I am musically deaf.

I want to get back to dancing. I think I need that one thing which I can look forward to, twice a week. To just go there and be there by myself. Even amongst people. 

I need to re-ignite some thing in me, to get the passion back in life. 

Something, about which I can bore you all about! 

Damn, where do you all get this passion from?