Made my day!!

Read this somewhere and it just made my day:)

"Cant understand the meaning of the word "NO" ! "

Attitude

“The longer I live, the more I realize the impact of attitude on life. Attitude, to me, is more important than facts. It is more important than the past, the education, the money, than circumstances, than failure, than successes, than what other people think or say or do. It is more important than appearance, giftedness or skill. It will make or break a company... a church... a home. The remarkable thing is we have a choice everyday regarding the attitude we will embrace for that day. We cannot change our past... we cannot change the fact that people will act in a certain way. We cannot change the inevitable. The only thing we can do is play on the one string we have, and that is our attitude. I am convinced that life is 10% what happens to me and 90% of how I react to it. And so it is with you... we are in charge of our Attitudes.”
- Charles R. Swindoll

Kehte hain, pyar ko waqt ki nahi sirf ek lamhe ki zaroorat hoti hai....

....par agar waqt guzar jaye aur lamha aaye hi na toh???

Home Sweet Home

Peace - that was the other name for home.
-Kathleen Norris

Home is truly the place where the heart is. Its been six long years since I have grown, become what I am in a hostel....Though staying in a hostel is an all together different feeling, staying at home is beyond comparision. And now, I can feel the satisfaction while at home...

As the sun rays perforate through the crimson curtains into my bedroom, I fail to suppress a yawn, breaking my fast over the night with a cup of bed-tea...mummmm:)

After a quick shower with loud music on..."Dream on"-Aerosmith and a light breakfast with the latest happenings on TV, I head for my way to the office....

hmmm, that was nice morning.....:)

-----pause-----

The night wraps the evening intosits arms, the boring day at work slowly starts to cease....I pack my bag, board the evening shuttle yet again to reach my sweet home....

Home is a place you grow up wanting to leave, and grow old wanting to get back to.
-John Ed Pearce

Now I get back home and I dont have to wear that gaurded mask which the world forces me to wear. The mask which conceals the communication of my mind to my soul.

The unheard words which my ears long to hear. Aloof from the usual cacophony, I am surrounded all by myself. Here I can sleep like a baby, dance in front of the mirror and then smile to myself, sing holding my fist as though a mike, cry for no reason - (sometimes u just feel like doing this), experiment on some new recipes, paint the wall, work on a collage, read a book with soothing music away from the traffic noise. hmmm, I can do anything without any sense of awkwardness and without any dread of ridicule. Yes! thats home:)

All Roads Lead To Me

Between mean and selfish people,
where feelings have no place to dwell
where emotions have to find an abode to hide
where every expectation becomes a need
where your innocence is taken for granted
where your simplicity is raped every moment

I have to find my light in my God...in myself....
....All roads will lead to me

Nights are long, days just pass by
Mornings are placidly calm, bright sun rays perforating through the misty clouds....and the dew drops on the grass appear like pearls.
As I walk through the day, to embrace the nature into my arms ....evening enfolds into its serene mystery....darkness holds me, evening pauses, pain doesnot lessen, tears no more fall...

But I have to find my light in my God...in myself....
....All roads will lead to me

One more cup of coffee lying on the table
Rain drops strumming their magical song
The water splashing on the window pane
....nostalgia arresting me tight....
my mind still stuck on the diminished note

Then this little girl dancing in the rain outside....
Ignorant of the complexities of a human mind...
Opens her mouth wide under the sky
Smiling away to glory....
Instilling a faith in me....for no reason...:)

And I see a light in myself....All roads lead to me

Smiling on the little things....trivial minds, quibbling matters,
I wave back the time and walk pass ahead.....

All roads led to me!!

Circle

"Everyday from where I go ahead I come back to the same spot again,

The walls I have broken so many times

Are the walls I strike all over again,

Everyday new towns come into being

Everyday the earth subsumes them again,

Earthquakes at least had a heat of their own

Now they just recur over and again.

From the body to the soul an endless desert

No sun, no mirage, no shade,

So many hopes have perished in the desert waste

Who cares a damn for the grave,

The pulse dies and flutters again

The heart's natural attribute is anxiety,

At night the night whispered to itself

To go on living is a habit in itself.

A rainbow is a bouquet of but one colour

A goblet has its own trajectory,

If mosques begin to stand at every corner

What can the shape of the tavern be?

Somebody used to say he is the ocean itself

When not even a drop was with me,

Now I write to all that I'm fine

Now danger too is absent from my destiny,

I read the lines on my palm

Like I would the Koran or the Gita,

In the confines of a few lines

My life is imprisoned like Sita,

When Rama will return I cannot say

If only some Ravana would come and stay."

International Women's Day - 8th March

Though there is no specific day needed to celebrate the integrity of a woman, for she can be celebrated every day, every moment...I still wanted to write about her this day. Gone past is this day now and due to work load I just couldn't squeeze out time to do this.

Just came across a beautiful site so thought to update it here.

http://www.touchninspire.com/woman.html

Hope all the ladies out there did enjoy and feel special and men - u'll feel more special making ur woman feel special :)

In love with love

Have been trying to figure out of late, what actually is this love all about. The unconditional love that we talk abt. The love for which or for whom you start doing almost any damn thing. The love which so madly drives one crazy.This intoxicating thing called love is no less than any madness.You suddenly start doing things that you never had imagined to be doing. Life seems so beautiful.

"Loving you is like
wearing my favourite cozy sweater
sitting quiet in a chair
listening to raindrops
watching the fire
its a clam reality"


You sleep with their thoughts, u get up with their thoughts and the whole day u keep dancing in the wonderland of their thoughts again.


"I lie awake thinking of you
trying to sleep
I dont want to end these thoughts of you
But, tommorrow will come
and I'll awake in your arms
thinking first of you
And I'll wish that I could spend all day wearing your arms around me."


U start liking everything that they like.You slowly become bitterly sweet...wisely fool...sanely insane...insensibily sensible...intelligently dumb.

"I love...
Well, a lot of things.
I dont love, however,
a lot of people.
But I just love you
More than anything!"


No matter how much you have fun with your other friends, u still want to be with them.Then you slowly break away from the rest of the world...loose contacts with almost all your friends. Their very presence makes you feel that your world is with you....and the moment they go, u feel as though your life has left
you.You rejoice in their celebrations, and somber when they are down.With all the follies in them, you still find them to be the perfect one for yourself.
You become so possessive as though you own them.....yes somethng like your parents, whom u own, no matter whatever you tell them, however you tell them, they still love you and you still love them....on the similar lines, this love that I am talking about tries to take the shape of a possessive love, because you feel you have an authority over the person you love.But sometimes due to all this possessiveness, expectations, and the need to be there with you every moment, your love becomes demanding, you love the person so very much that you might even start feeling insecure...but is this actually the unconditional love that I am talking about,because if it is unconditional then why do these expectations, these possessiveness and these insecurities....?We are never insecure for Mom and dad, are we?
ahhh....is this really love or somethng else???


"French kiss the morning
I want to lay down in a bed of roses
I just close my eyes
trying hard to capture the moments....paste them all in an album of memories."


May be this so called love turns into a lovely ego....yes, probably its an ego.....ego in the sense that u want to make ur love work out at any cost, even if u break up, u still want them, may be not for the superficial love that u think u have but just this ego that constantly keeps hitting at the back of your mind. U just dont want to take them off your mind not because they are not
getting out, but may be because u dont want to get them out of your head. Of perhaps you are just in love with the idea of love.
So does that mean that love makes your stubborn and adamant?
Is this called falling in love?Nope I dont think so.....may be, one just needs to rise in love and not fall in love...:)
And may be....
....."Love is not about finding the right person, but creating the right relationship..Its not about how much love u HAVE in the BEGINNING, but how much love u BUILD in the END..."

2005 - A retrospection

hmmm...this post was long overdue......2005 have passed and I havent updated anything here .....but just a little retrospection of how this 2005 had been for me.....

2005 was when.........
when I wrote my last B.E. paper.........
when I passed out of college....
when I made amazing friends.....
when I moved to a new city.....
when I celebrated my 22nd birthday....
when I had fallen in love........

2005 was when
when I made mistakes
when I made life descisions.......
when these decisions turned out to be a tragedy...
when I felt lonely ....
when I learnt to be stronger.....
when I realised that everything happens for a reason.....
when I learnt to cool down my anger.....
when I felt so glad and happy to be the way I am....
when I had serious talks with dad.....
when I cried miserably for myself…….
When I was jobless all the time in office ……..
When I just loitered in and around the streets of Bangalore for no reason...
When I had put budget for the next month (but strictly not following it)....
When I attended those late night calls.......

I guess the list is endless and it would go on and on....life is just full of experiences....and when these experiences are unpredictable, life becomes all the more fun to live.


2006.......one more year.....a year to....
to smile........
to let people know how much u care...
to learn from mistakes.......
to follow dreams.......
to fight against everything for dreams to come true.....
to be more confident.........
to be more strong at heart and mind.....
to enrich knowledge.........
to make others happy.......

....this is again endless.....:)

All The Very Best To Me For The Year to Come.....:)

my wishlist

At the present moment,

I want to slap someone
I want to scream aloud
I want to pull off my hair
I want to booze till I am half dead
I want to dance all night long
I just want to go crazy and mad

.....I guess thats all I want to do today....nothing more than this else u guys will think I have gone insane...nope I have not...I am in my complete senses!...:)

Life goes on...!!!

PART-III

Lost, as this year erodes past events into nothingness. Sometimes I cannot tell, blindly reciting facts of things that happened to me which might or might not be true. Searching for any light in the eternal midnight that cloaks a heart binded up with umpteen thoughts. I fumble through my emotions trying to understand what was story.

Frozen thoughts....now melting!

1) I know that you believe that you understand what you think I said, but I am not sure you realise that what you heard is not what I meant.

2) If everything is going exactly to the plan, something somewhere is going massively wrong.

3) Dates in a calendar are closer than they appear to be.

4) All the world is a mask.

5) How would life live if death wouldn't die?

6) Nothing is permanent abt life, not even life itself.

7) Most good judgement comes from experience. Most experience comes from bad judgement.

8) I talk to myself because I like dealing with a better class of people.

9) Keep smiling...it makes people wonder what u r upto.

10) love is said to be blind....thank god i have glasses.

11) If I am asked why I love him, I feel it can only be explained by replying: "Because it is he; because it is me".

12) All I want is everything.

13) If only life was not such an unsloved mystery.

14) Somewhere in the depths of my heart are the answers that my conscious mind cannot reach.

Life goes on...!!!

PART-I

They say experience is the best teacher. U make mistakes, u learn. But wat if u still continue doing the same mistake.Every time something happens in life , I make mistakes and then I feel wow! now I have acquired enough of experience and that I'll be able to get along well in any worst situation ahead...I move along with life., The next time something happens, I commit the same mistake again and tell myself, "No Rashi, u need to be careful, dont do the same thing again" and again I do it...haha...seems like this has become more of a habbit now.

PART-II

I meet people...strangers they are to me...and then they become acquintances....then may be slowly they come under my circle of friends and then all of sudden they again become strangers for reasons that I myself fail to comprehend. It has been such that, I never needed much time to click with somebody, nor did I ever gave it a thought that Mr. X has to be my friend and Mr. Y is not. It was just that Mr. X and I clicked and Mr. Y and I did not. It was never a forced effort to make friends. But lately, I am unconciuosly restricting myself from making friends....most of the new people i meet just remain as strangers or at the best, they reach the status of acquintances.The only three reasons I see to this are that:

One, there are lot many people around me and as I said above experience, I have come across a lot of them with the same old tastes, same old behaviour, same old jokes, same old chats...most of the people I meet will have have the few most common things to ask like- "so wats up?", "How are things at ur end", How is work coming along", "How was weekend" and blah blah blah.....not that I dont ask the same questions....but yes, now I do try to avoid them. And if in case u meet a person who u think is a lil. different from the rest, he/she spoils the show the moment he says, "I am different" for probably being different has itself become a cliche now......

Second, I am scared to get close to anyone for the fear of loosing them. I get close to people, share my joys, share my sorrows and then when I feel, yes now he/she is my good friend, they leave your life...the reason may be any family, career or even a fight.

Third, if I like someone, he/she doesnt like me and if he/she likes me I dont like him/her.

But ultimately people come and go....change your life in their own small way, teach you different things, u experience life, cherish some moments and sometimes may even want to undo some others.....changes keep coming your way and change becomes the only thing constant in life.

The first start

Had heard a lot about blogging quite sometime back....may be there was a reason not to start - in fact many reasons for not starting to blog...

letters, words, sentences, paragraphs....I write and I express...
but why,
for whom,
do i need to express
and that too, express it to everyone
nope this is not my cup of tea.
why do i need this at all...is it needed or just not needed at all...
or do i have much better things to do
or am i too busy....
nope nothing at all....

lately I realised this can be a wonderful place to be just with myself...as i had always loved to be with myself and probably now i am starting to find my own company "the best" for there is no other option left...haha

so one fine day I started....
expression is important...be it in any form so I thought to write
but again there was something that held me back...
was it something to do with my writing skills....
Oh yes, I felt I couldn't express in words....
so hung up for long again......

but now am back.....yes I am gonna write....write everything....write my words, write my imagination and write my thoughts, write my screams and write my anger, write my happiness and write my pain, write my dance and write my songs......so now I am set on a ride....lets see how long I go.