Coincidence

I was watching "Sex and the city" today.Its based on New york. I live in Bombay. And you know there are frequent comparisons between New york and Bombay. Today, Sarah Jessica Parker's character,Carey,who is also the narrator,was describing New york,as in how it can turn from unpredictable to cute. And many times,she is shown trying to catch a taxi.But the New york taxis just whiz by.It kind od reminded me of my situation with autowallahs out here.Carey and her friends go to a sailor's bash.There she dances with the sailor who invited her to the party.After dancing,they were conversing with each other.The sailor says"I'm from St Louisana and here in New york for the first time.It's not for me.Too much dirt and noise.Godknows,how you guys stand it?" She kept quite.

As I watched all this,I felt I was in a dejavu.Quite a few of my friends have come to visit bombay from various places.Everybody says almost the same things like "Mumbai is so crowded","Its so noisy","Its so polluted","Everyone seems to be running out here","Is everyone really so busy here or they just don't know any other way to live,they've become so used to running".One of my friend has also commented"Mumbai has too many crows.Never seen so many crows at one place before".

And like Carey,I don't have anything to say.I mean,what can I say?? Say,for example,the crow comment.I can't defend Bombay here.Coz,you know,Bombay does have too many crows. I say"But you know,Bombay has a life".But I can't seem to explain them clearly what I mean.Ya,in Mumbai,it's sometimes irritating to catch an auto,but there is an assurity that even if the first ten autos refuse or don't stop for you,the eleventh auto will agree to go to your destination,and he will go by meter,annd he will not charge you double coz you are alone and its ten o'clock in the night.The roads are still crowded.There is so much freedom,so much growth in this place for you,despite the crowd.

Mumbai is not a city for tourists,it's for those who live here.Coz only then you can feel the actual beat of the city.Bombay is so professional,that you kinda take it for granted.So,when you go to other cities,you scream"How can you guys be so laid back and unproffesonal???" And even with this professionalism,this city by its basic nature is helpful.People like to enjoy here.You can be yourself in this crowd.Thats why Bombay is beautiful,coz the values on which this city is based is beautiful,coz they are correct.


PS-This was written by me on 26/11,after watching "Sex and the city"which gets over by 9.30.Immediately after watching it,I started writing this article in my diary.After writing ,I came to the drawing room,where my mom was working on her laptop and was listening to the radio simultaneously.She said,"In the radio they are saying that some gangwar is going on in townside." We switched on the T.V for more news about it.And then you all know what happened.A simple gangwar turned out to be a full blown terror attack.That night,my beautiful city was raped.And you know what the sad part is,almost a month later,we still haven't done anything to restore her honour.

Tasty

The tastiest food is not one served on the table,but that which sticks to the spoon after the cooking is over.Its an inexplainable pleasure to slide ur finger on the curve of the spoon and then put it in your mouth.The taste is heaven itself.And it is only tasted by the cook.After all,its the cook who cooked the food....

Space

"I love you" said the creeper to the young plant and climbed around it.Slowly,the plant started withering.Its fresh green leaves turned yellow.Meanwhile,the creeper kept clinging to the plant.At last,it said"What happened to you??You are not the same anymore" and left the plant.The plant turned green again.

"I'm scared of you" said the bird to the raging storm and started flying towards her shelter

embrace me

Hold me in embrace

a loving fulfilling embrace

a caring,tender embrace

an embrace that fills me

with you.........................

Now I won't talk,now I won't listen

Now I won't talk
Now I won't listen
Coz I'm fatigued
by duties to perform,
by obligations to keep,
by deadlines to meet,
by decisions to take,
by overload of work,
by responsibilities,
by running around,
by competition.


Now I won't talk
Now I won't listen
coz now I want to
visit a parlour,
cook lasagna,
drink wine,
read a book,
stare,smell,
introspect,
plan out stuff,
catch up with movies,
apply a face pack,
make out with a hot guy,
visit friends,
sleep.


Now I won't talk
Now I won't listen
coz I wanna repose
in the peace within me

Life's worth.....

We had blood donation camp in our college.We,the NSS members of our college,were helping the blood bank people with all the administrative and other kind of work. I had one of the laziest and best job. Me and two-three other NSS volunteers of my class were given the job of distributing forms to the prospective blood donors to fill. We were given desks,chairs and forms to distribute. I took out the book"The glass palace" by Amitav Ghosh from my bag and started reading it.I really loved my job!!All I had to do was give the forms to those who wanted to donate blood,and most of the time I was reading(after all there were other people giving out the forms too)


This went on for quite a sometime.I completed 150 pages of my book.Some of the NSS members decided to bring donors from outside the college.They managed to bring a policeman and two other middle aged gentlemen,not older than our fathers.They were given the forms to fill. Now the forms had a lot of question in a column like format where we had to tick yes or no. There were questions like "Do u have allergy or infection?","Have you eaten breakfast?","Have you taken any medicine in the past three days?","Did you have malaria or tuberculosis in the past one year?"etc.


The policeman turned out to be healthy(quite surprising,considering he is an Indian policeman!!).Amongst the other two middle aged gentlemen,one of the gentlemen at first said that he didn't have any problems. I asked him whether he has blood pressure or any other problem.He replied in negative.Then I asked him whether he has taken any medicines in the past few days.To that he replied that he takes medicine everyday for back ache.I was in a dilemma about what to do,coz none of the college students have such problems,when one of my seniors said that he can fill the form and go into the blood donation room.Let the doctors decide whether he can give blood or not.


Then the other gentleman asked me and my friend"There is no question about brain tumour here.I've had a brain tumour operation recently".Me and my friend were quite for a second or two.Then my friend told him to tick yes in the operation column and I told him to specifically mention this problem to the doctor.He nodded and got up.


I dont know whether they were allowed to donate blood or not,because blood donation was taking place in the other room,but these two cases had me thinking.Life is so short,and youth is shorter.Youth,when we can just have a good breakfast and donate blood,when we don't take medicines everyday,when we are full of energy and vitality,will be gone before we start realising that its gone.Days are passing in such a whirlwind nowadays,amidst so many activities,


But its really important to slow down and take out time for what you want to do.Go and start visiting that orphanage or animal care centre whenever you get time,join that dance class which you always wanted to join,travel to all the places where you want to go,start trekking and exercising and doing all the other things that you always wanted to do but have kept on a hold coz you now want to shape a career for yourself.


Coz later when you have a flourishing career and lots of money,you will have kids to take care of,medicines to take,a stingy boss,demanding clients and less energy levels.You will have had lost the energy and vitality of youth......

Happy to be myself again

Well, happy to be myself again.Life was in a mess in between.Had completely lost in touch with myself,my wants,my desires,my priorities.Was trying too hard for everything.Was too desperate for everything.


But now ,I'm back to my old self again,the happy me.I'm feeling really good nowadays.I'm feeling confident.I'm feeling sexy.I'm feeling beautiful.I feel as if I do have all the choices in the world.I've learnt that even though I'm a loner,liking to spend time with myself,Ialso like people.I have good friends who mean a lot to me and in turn,even I mean a lot to them.I'm not lonely anymore.I now know what is important and whats not.



And you know what,its really nice to feel the inner core of mine once more.Have removed all clutter from my life.Hence,my life has become more spacious and clean.Good things are happening,in their own flow.In life,if I've learnt something,its that one should not become too desperate for anything.If you become desperate,then things dont happen.If you want something,make a wish, and then give it time to happen. Life takes its own time to take shape.Give life that time.Do not hurry the process.Rather,enjoy it.


Happiness,like sadness is a matter of habit.Once you've felt the empowerment of happiness,you wont let things affect you so much.When your inner self is in peace,you woudn't want to disturb that peace at any cost.So you take all the little setbacks at your stride,without losing a grip on your emotions,and overcome it with full positivity.


As it is famously said,when you run too fast through life,you not only miss the scenery,but also the sense of where you are going.Learn to enjoy the spark,the magic in every moment.Discover yourself.Do things that makes YOU happy,that are important to YOU.Then good things will happen to you too.Life will become a beautiful journey full of happy memories......

Home

Home....a short,simple and grounded word. Home....a place everyone wants to have, a place in which people either have families or live alone in solitude,all depending upon what one comes home to.



What is this, a so desirable a place called home?? What does it take to convert a house,a room,a bed into your home??Is that kitchen where your mom made soups for you home,or the hostel room where you giggle secrets the whole night your home??Is your childhood town with happy memories your home or the big city with its independence,friends n a means of earning a living your home??Is your mother's lap the place you are most comfortable in,or is it your sweethearts loving arms??Is home that corner in a crowded house or is itin a whole house that belongs to you??



But then why choose?? anything and everything can be your home??Its all about a place that lets you be.Its not about years,its about moments.Years spent in restriction and rules can never be your home,whereas few evenings spent in your best friends kitchen can be like being in home.


A home is a place which sets you free,which is a haven away from the rest of the world.Its a place which lets you be you,a place where you can keep quite and introspect,a place which nurtures you.



Well,times up now,Ive got to get up and clean the cobwebs in the ceiling,After all,its my home,isnt it??