Wish You All A Great New Year!!

Happy Holidays y'all!! Have a Great New Year !!

When love happens......

What happens, When Love happens?
Does the World feel perfect?
Feels like whats come to stay is happiness,
All is falling into place,
The joy is more than I could expect.

My lips don't realize,
They have been wearing a smile
Ever since you happened.
The corners of my mouth
Reach for the blush my cheeks wear.

Ever since you happened,
Ever since love happened.
Every thought is a thought of you
and every beat of my heart longs for you.

The Wait.....

Life for me has come to a stand still. I see a bend around the corner and that's a good thing as I can anticipate change and change is what I have been waiting for. There will be a change alright and there is also the excitement of not knowing what is on the otherside of the bend but a true change in 'my' life has become a bit of a myth. I still wait for that one life changing event, a moment that will help me discover myself. A moment that will bring back the lost life, the diminished spark and give me a whole new reason and a way.
There are a lot of experiences we look forward to in life. I wait for my tomorrow to come and shower me with all those times that I so long to experience. But its ironic that most of those moments we wait for are not about us but about the people or things around us. We never wait for or probably never whole heartedly wish for something thats truly for our 'inside'.

Touch me, white wonder...

When you first touched me
It felt like this..
Like a flake of snow
That landed on my lips.

The Girl Next Door(2007)- Movie Review

This is one movie that shook me from within. A reality check if you will. The movie reminds us how real physical abuse was and most definitely still is. We personally may or may not have witnessed or even heard of such kind of phisical abuse first hand but that doesnt make it any less real.

This movie is based on a true story and an adaptation of the novel with the same name by Jack Ketchum. The movie takes place in the fifties and is about a teen-age girl physically and sexually abused by her cousins and her sadist aunt. David, a boy of the neighbor's feels sorry for her and wants to help her but can't figure out how. He eventually does help her and he is the only one who stands by her in the end though it is a bit too late. The story is narrated by David, now in his fifties and his memories of the summer and the pain he suffers thinking how he failed to give Meg timely help.

The movie has an important message to give. The message of doing what you can do about things that you know should not happen. Doing the right thing at the right time. The movie leaves a very bitter taste but for a reason. Watch it only if you can tolerate watching such content that can be offensive. It can be a harrowing experience but I guess thats how life is for the unfortunate few.

p.s- Image from the movie's website.

Pehchan

Aaj aapki khushi mein shamil
Yeh ghazal mera tohfa hai
Aap ki har muskaan pe
Dil mera fida hota hai

Hum toh aapke khatir zinda hain
warna koi aur wajah bhi toh nahi
Aapse hi hamari kahani hai
warna humari koi pehchan bhi nahi

Dying Hope

The candle of hope flickers,
The end of the wick is near.
The black of the night only thickens
There is no dawn of my dreams here.

The walk is getting tiring
And I am weary.
The hand I long to hold
Is nowhere near me.

The wait for the first light
Is longer than I thought.
Does this tunnel have an end?
May be it does not!

Sing your love!

OK! I am straight but that girl is beautiful, the song is amazing and I love Bono;-)..hope you guys like it too...as for me I'm lovin' it cause a few shots of SoCo and Bono can make a heady combination..:-) ...Happy times for you all

A Very Happy Diwali to all!

Bounce back!

She had walked into this Diner hundreds of times and each time was a memory engrained in her mind and heart. Each moment she spent with him was more precious than every other moment in her life and she treasured them with love. Locked glances,locked hands and refleections of smiles on the glass table top. Rain made the date sensual and sun filled it with blithe. Be it rain or sun each day was perfect. Maybe too perfect to last.

Today when she stepped into that diner, the sun was hurting, the place felt alien and the strangers stared at her like they were taunting her. Nothing seemed to give her joy anymore. Her world crumbled to dust around her. Her life so far was after all just a beautiful dream and waking up meant realizing she has nothing to live for. But she also knew he did not deserve dying for.

Deserting her was the most cowardly thing he could have done. All he has for her is an apology. An apology, he expects, would heal the heartbreak and the devastation she is experiencing. He assums a 'sorry' can wipe away every dream that they ever dreamt together and make the years of love and vows disappear. How can he not notice the pain in her eyes and the scars on her heart that no apology can undo?

She walked towards the table by the window and sat there all by herself, her hands clasping the warm mug of coffee. It was so not her to feel weak and lost. She was determined to win over her losing heart. As she sat there she exprienced an overwhelming power. Power that was within and all around her. That instant she knew it was time to let go and move on. Her life was more precious and she was much stronger than any forgettable disaster. The strength came from within and the voice came from the depths of her soul shouting out to her that all she needed was herself.

Her hands came together and the strength she gave herself was phonomenal. That day she walked out of that Diner with new vigor and a renewed spirit.

A Hopeless Romantic

1. Always writes poems of love and pain.
2. Gets nostalgic and browses through old pictures and mails at least once a day.
3. Has tears when watching a touchy scene.
4. Loves getting drenched in rain.
5. Listens to all the music that has memories attached to it.
6. Calls friends and tells them that they are missed very often.
7. Craves for hugs and flowers.
8. Is capable of scaring and suffocating people with love.
9. Knows the words of favorite songs and sings along every time they are played.
10. Believes in forever and for a lifetime.

Truth about our existance

Yesterday I was watching and interview and the interviewee, a celebrity used the word 'fluid' to describe humans and their existance. I felt that was the most appropriate way one could decribe our lives. We take shape of the role we play.After years of assuming shapes expected by people around us we tend to forget who we are. Somewhere down the road there is nothing that describes us 'Exclusive'.

Life ofcourse would be meaningless without the people around us and I am not complaining.If not for them we would lead a totally shapeless life. I am just thinking aloud about what happens gradually with our lives as we pass eachday making everyone around us happy. Life is good and I could not whine but there was always a missing aspect that we all try to put a finger on but are never able to figure out what it is. The missing aspect could be best described as 'a lack of shape of our own'.

On a positive note being 'fluid' is less painful than being 'play dough';-)

p.s Image Courtesy,The Internet not me:-(

Gimmeabreak!!!

I will be very honest..I have been trying to write a post for almost an hour now and have left two drafts incomplete...nothing seems to be doing it for me..Today is one of those...'**** It'...Extra crappy days..but I will be frank..and copy paste my previous two incomplete efforts here...

Freedom is a myth..
The prisoner cries,
Where is my exit!
The soul a prisoner of the skin
And skin a prisoner of the world.
And there are times when we all cry,
Where is my exit?!

Then I thought thats too *ing depressing not fair throwing this on you guys and then I was reminded of what my mom said about positive thinking and positive appraoch to life just this morning and so tried that....

What's light without the dark
What's clour without black.
When life pushes me to the exit
These little things help me come back.
My days dont come with a silver lining
But I'm a believer.

But that was not helping too..so decided the next best thing is to be honest with you guys and here I am and already feeling better...Thank you guys for listening:-)

Id Mubarak and Happy Dusshera!:-)

First of all Wish you all a Very Happy Id and Dussera. Right now I have only one thing on my mind and that is how festive apun ka Hyderabad must be at this time. I soo badly miss being there. The shopping, the haleem,the biryani, the lights, the loud speakers and all the wonderful things. Ofcourse I should not complain too much because..thanks to th wonderful Indian Community around here and the amazing friends here we had a memorable Id dinner and it some how made up for thee fact that I was not in Hyderabad. Wishing all of you a great festive season.

Images from the Internet.

Unsolved Mystery

What are the signs of a good relationship? I wonder. It all begins great and everything begins to look perfect. I am perfect for him, he is perfect for me and what we have is perfect.Some where down the road one takes the other for granted, one does not give the other the respect.Its like they stop thinking for eachother.Do all intimate relationships gradually develop flaws with time? If yes why? What causes the bug?
Two people in love, how ever strong they may be are weak only for eachother and they give in. They let go of everything that is exclusively themslves to create that which is for both. That giving in is infact the beauty of an intimate relationship and it stays beautiful as long as the two appreciate it as love for one another. It all turns sour once either of them sees this other peerson's love for them as their weakness and tends to take them for granted and shows disrespect to their individuality and ego. The bug then has made its home.
Its like they say, falling in love is easy, staying in it is the toughest. It happens before you realise but to keep it that way it requires for the person to make a conscious effort to keep the love and respect for the one he loves intact. Its very tricky in a way if you look at it. Say I am in a relationship. If I am the kind who becomes weak and vulnerable when I am with the man I love I am taken for granted and the love is lost and instead if I am assertive and want to keep my self-respect and individuality automatically there is a gap created which causes a rift in the rlationship. So my question. Whats the solution or rather the secret to a fulfilling relationship where both love one another and also respect eachother and how can it stay that way? For me this is like the biggest unsolved mystery and this trick situation is most common in the mother of all relationships, marriage;-)

Disclaimer:These were only my thoughts and i do not wish to or intend to depress, diappoint or scare anyone in the process.:-)
p.s- image is from the internet, not mine.

Things that make me go :-)

Flowers for me:-)
Playing peek-a-boo with my eleven month old.
When I get phone calls to tell me I am missed.
Close dancing with him to Richard Marx.
Watching an episode of Friends.
An A grade on my son's report.
Small yet sweet surprises.
When he tries cooking for a sunday lunch.
Waching Bryan Adams live.
And definitely getting comments from y'all:-)

The hard way...

I Knew people came into eachothers life for a purpose..
I did not know that they would leave or let go after the pupose was done.
I knew joy lingers in my heart..
I did not know pain lingers longer.
I knew a smile could make a difference,
I did not know my tears would mean nothing at all.
I knew that I can love someone more eachday
I did not know they could love me less with each passing day.
I knew life had more lessons for me
I did not know I had to learn them all the hard way...

Visitor of the Night...

The handsome moon on a milky night,
Playin peek-a-boo, now here and now out of sight.

khalipan

Aaj hawa khaamosh guzri
Koi paigham na tha uske daaman mein
Koi aahat nahi, bas sannata hai
Rooh ke kone kone mein.

Azal se tha jiska intezaar
Woh ajnabee bane baitha hai mehfil mein.
Un tak meri aah bhi na pohonchi
yeh kaisi doori hai dilon mein.

haathon mein paimana liye hain woh
Aur do boond aasoo bhi nahi hamari naseeb mein.

In english it means:

Today the wind passed by quiet
It did not carry any message for me.
There was silence and stillness
In every corner of my soul

The one I have been waiting for since eternity
Is being just a stranger in the gathering
He cannot even hear my sigh
Why is there such distance between hearts

He sits holding his glass of wine
And I am not destined to even two drops of tears.

:-) Thats the best I could do

Dad's Music

I listen to almost all the music I have all day...thats the way I like it and it probably runs in the blood..I am always reminded of my days as a child..Our home was simple nothing too jazzy in the entire house except for the Philips Record player and a small yet excellent collection of records...I can even count them on my fingers and name them to this day...

The day would begin either with SP's Shiva Stuti and Lingashtakam or Sri Bhadrachala Ramadas Krithis....and on some evenings after coming back from work dad would have his glittering peg of whiskey in the comforting company of my mom, with one of his records playing and some times friends came over and joined us...there are many things that I love about those days when I was may be less that ten...and one of them is the music..to this day I love that collection..and regret not having saved those records and the player. Soo many memories attached to it..

There were a couple or may be three records of Cerrone, three of Boney M, one of ABBA, one of Beegees, there was the Kraftworks Man-Machine, one of Usha Uthup pop, one Ananda Shankar and one Biddu Collection. That was the collection and I knew the words of every song and the tunes of each one embedded in my mind along with the memories:-).

We are the Champions!!!!!!

Its like every Indian Cricket Fan's dream come true...Our team is the holder of the ICC World Cup Twenty20 2007 and what a way to win it....You could not ask for more action than that from a Final. We love India VS Pak matches soo much for this very reason..they put up a tough fight...and today it really felt like the clash of the Titans and its no exaggeration...Last four overs of Pakistan's innings were the most unpredictable and the most nerve wrecking....The real fear sank into the Indian fans in the 16th over when Misbah earned his team three sixes in a single over but to keep our spirits high their wickets were falling from time to time too...In the last over the very thought that a six can break and a wicket can make the Championship for us left me breathless..both were equally possible considering the trend of frequesnt sixes and falling wickets..

......and We Won!!!!....Congratulations to our team and to every Indian...

Nami

Is mehfil mein har chehra khush nazar aata hai,
Koi seene mein dil kahan nazar aata hai.
Woh hamen aakhon se mai pilata hai,
Aur khud aasoon peeta nazar aata hai.

'Coffee and Cigarettes'

This was my first Jim Jarmusch 'experience' and it was partly commonplace while some parts were highly gripping. There was evidence of the extraordinaire at work in certain segments. The movie consists of eleven short stories all set in different goegraphical locations , all in black and white and consisting of a couple or three actors almost all playing themselves.

What is consistent is the fact that white and black colors alternate in sublte ways through out. The situation in every story is the same...the characters having a conversation over ..u guessed it ....Caffine and Nicotine and that too in large doses and on checkered tables. They are all different stories but connected in many ways and also some words and ideas are repeated like the line ' Nicola Tesla percieved the Earth to be a conductor of acoustical resonance' and this may well be the theme of the movie. The things that connect us all above all. Atleast that is how it appeared to me.

Also a couple of the stories beautifully potray the complexities of relationships and human nature. All in all at the first look the movie is pretty ordinary it may seem, but then if u look deeper it says a lot. But I should warn you, there are chances that some of you may hate it too. So don't curse me if u picked it up and hated it.:-)

My September

Come Septemeber come,

Shower on me leaves

That look like flakes of Sun.

Let go, let go.

Everything that was not meant to be,Let go.

Bare yourself of all that is old

and fill the streets with the color of gold.

Whisper sweet nothings

Every time I kiss you with my feet.

Send a whiff of cool breeze

and plant a kiss on my cheek.

I wanna go home

Michael Buble - Home

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=flfDuYuy6aQ&NR=1

Another summer day

Has come and gone away

In Paris and Rome

But I wanna go home

Mmmmmmmm

Maybe surrounded byA million people

I Still feel all alone

I just wanna go home

Oh, I miss you, you know

And I’ve been keeping

all the letters that I wrote to you

Each one a line or two“I’m fine baby, how are you?”

Well I would send them but I know that it’s just not enough

My words were cold and flat

And you deserve more than that

Another aeroplane

Another sunny place

I’m lucky I know

But I wanna go home
Mmmm,

I’ve got to go home

Let me go home

I’m just too far from where you are

I wanna come home

And I feel just like I’m living someone else’s life

It’s like I just stepped outside

When everything was going right

And I know just why you could not

Come along with me'Cause this was not your dream

But you always believed in me

Another winter day has comeAnd gone away

In even Paris and Rome

And I wanna go home

Let me go home

And I’m surrounded byA million people

IStill feel all alone

Oh, let me go home

Oh, I miss you, you know

Let me go home

I’ve had my runBaby,

I’m done

I gotta go home

Let me go home

It will all be all right

I’ll be home tonight

I’m coming back home

'It'

Where do i begin? where did i begin?I turn back and see nothing. Its just mist everywhere and I think I have crossed 'it'. I look forward again and hope to look where I am heading. Sun is shining and I am hoping it will be my guide...but it has been nothing but blinding bright. Now I am lost and stranded where I stand. Nothing to go to and nothing to look back at. All I have is the ground beneath my feet. Its the only real thing I am looking at. I cannot stand here any longer. I have to take a step at a time into the unknown and discover more ground. As I walk it all becoms more real and the Sun is not blind folding me nomore. And no I haven't missed 'it' nor crossed 'it'. It has been by me all the time I just could not see 'it'.

Pray for Hyderabad

I love hyderabad too much..Its my home and I thought it to be the safest place to be...but past few months have been shattering for everyone who had a connection with the city. It had hardly recovered from the devastation caused by the blasts and people were just coming to terms with the disaster and now the falling of the flyover and the number of deaths it has causd had shaken the entire city yet again. This place is hadly a mile away from where my family stays and it scares me how close we are to the unthinkable and the unbearable. I dont feel safe anymore..home doesnt feel safe any more and its not a nice feeling:-(

I only pray that God intervenes and helps us that such a thing may not happen again...its too difficult to take it anymore...

Go Colts!!!! The Champions!!

Downtown Indianapolis was alll Blue and White last evening...It was the kick off night of 2007 NFL season.....It was an amazingly huge party...Faith Hill singing and Beer flowing everwhere....girls dancing, cameras flashing, friends hugging, lovers kissing and everybodyy cheering Go Colts!!!:-)....Colts are the 2006 champions and the opening event was huge....and the best part we won against the New Orleans Saints...clean sweep...Yippeeee!!!

Roshni

Tera rooh ek shama hai

Mujhe uski roshni mein dhul jaane do.

Azaad hai yeh dil

Pinjre se nikal ke ise ud jaane do.

ruk na iski fitrat mein nahi

har mushkil se ise guzar jaane do.

Tumhari talaash hai isko

kabhi aaine mein apni ek jhalak diklado.

Joy

Yesterday evening was a nice one....after a loong loong time it was a merger of all the good things I have been waiting for...There was a live band playing some amazing country music for me...and I was chilling on a blanket in open air under the star studded sky sipping on my Bud smell of hot nachos and Jalepeno Cheddar hot cheese..yummm...and to brighten things further the sky was lit with the 25th sky concert of Indianapolis with some amazing fire works lighting up my evening..and my nine month old daughter danced with all her might and her eyes sparkled with excitement overwhelmed with the colored lights in the sky.... all in all I was happy....Joy visits in different ways:-)......Wishing you all the joys of life.....

Peace restored

Peace is restored in my heart. I know nothing can ruin the harmony of hyderabad...people who are fighting for peace and togetherness and carry the courage and the determination to strengthen the unity of Hyderabad outnumber the people who are setout to cause disturbances. Not just out number but the majority of Hyderabad and almost the entire youth has voiced its anger and conviction in the form of Peace Rallys in every part of hyderabad. Every person who cared enough has come forward and have shown their concern in anyway they can. They could not take it anymore in silence and have decided to shout out and express their infuriation and I am sure the message had reached the people it was meant to. If this effort of every prson in Hyderabad to restore peace has touched anyone of the people who had killing on their mind its all worth it.

The week that was..and the life that is.

The entire last week has been depressing but also has lead to some soul-searching in its own way... The inevitable death and the life that happens before it... It's during times like these that the reality hits you...and you come to an awakening of how precious time is and this is what I told myself...
...... that I shall make the most of my every minute here and I will grab every opportunity to make the journey worthwhile..I shall leave no place for procrastination. I will realize my purpose here unconditionally.
I dont control death nor do I decide the place and time but I will do everthing I can before it knocks to be able to face it with pride and contentment...

My Stay

Give me the strength

To survive this day.

Every breath I take

Is a gift along the way.

I would like to tell you

How I used it and dint just throw it away.

Be my guru

And guide me through the way.

Allow me to do what I must

Till the end of my stay.

Worst fears....

It is overwhelming, the fear, the anger, the shock and the helplessness that choke me seeing the scary images of people dead and people who survived but are hurt and bleeding...all were people like us...leading simple lives unfortunately at that fateful place at that fateful hour only wanting to spend an evening out with family...The thought that such a horror can occur at such unsuspecting places and I could have been one of them is scary.

There have been so many bomb blasts in the country in the past years and the frequency is only growing.Incidents happen within a span of few months. With each such incident fears grow...anger is welling inside...and the helplessness is frustrating.

What will it take to stop such a thing from happening again? When will the people who kill stop making innocent people scape goats for their own ends? Where is the end? I have no answer and that is scary.

Is there an end to this or will this go on till the END!

Tujhse kya gila.

Toot ke bikhra hua woh lamha

mere aasuon mein sama na saka

Khoobsurat woh har pal

Apne zehen se utaar na saka.

Makhmal se bhi mulaayam tera muskurana

dekhe bagair reh na saka

Khud ko paya wafa ke us maqaam par

Chaah ke bhi tujhse gila kar na saka.

My needs;-)

Canon EOS 400D / Digital Rebel XTi
Tamron AF70-300mm F/4-5.6 Di LD Macro Lens with hood


:-)....They are totally sexy and the results are sexier.....I will have to Own these babies someday soon to take my love for photography to the next level....

Give me a sign..

A simple Hello!

Is all I am waiting for.

A call on my phone

Or a knock on my door.

Everything around me

Motionless and still.

Lonelinss within me

Is surely out to kill.

Give me a sign,

A whisper if you will.

Come and bring with you life.

Touch me to tell me i'm alive.

Welcoming the horror:-)

Last night we along with a couple of other friends surprised another friend who is expecting her first baby anytime now with a baby shower party. We kinda planned that her husband would take her out for a couple of hours and meanwhile we would decorate her place. We filled her home with glittering banners, streamers and pink and blue baloons. A cake, a gift and a variety of her favorite foods set on her table....we darkend the house and took her by surprise when she came home:-)...

She almost had tears of joy in her eyes...we all laughed, hugged, took pictures and were happy for her and her husband...it was all very touchy and beautiful....until...we began to give her a glimpse of the beautiful nightmare that was in store for them just. She knew what she was getting into when she saw me with my 9 month old daughter.

But then this is one nightmare we love having:-)

My Room

As the refreshing breeze of knowledge,

Blows away the dust of ignorance,

From the fluttering pages of my minds book,

Which reslessly rests,

Under the lamp of my heart,

And on the table of tradition.

I feel my thought being cleansed,

And experience the sublime fragrance of the spirit.

I am blessed he cleaned my room,

And is now resting on the bed of my soul.

Whats age gotto do?!!

Ok a conversation..more like a discussion I had with a friend inspired me to write this post...
He asked me 'Shruti, how do you think life would be at 40? Would it be better or worse?' ...to give you a background before narrating any further..both of us generally talk about how good life was when we were still in college before marriage,kids and responsibilities happened...so with that scenario in mind he asked me the question...
And I answered, 'What has age got to do with the way our lives go?...Our responsibilities, the attitude of our substantial halves, our life situation and opportunities are what decide our freedom and the flavor of life in general....so life could suck at 25 or rock at 50....age has got nothing to do with it'
And ofcourse then I gave him and also myself a peek into what life would be like personally for me 10 years down the lane..I would actually have more time for myself...I think:-)(no harm in that:-P)....kids would be more grown up and hopefully easier to manage...and I would be back in hyderabad...where my heart is..and I would set out to do things that make me happy and spend more time doing what my heart longs to.....not that my today is bad...but thats how I think it would be 10 years from now...looks good dont you think;-)

'I am happy'

If any of you watch 'Frasier'..you will know how wonderful that show is. This day, this radio psychiatrist, is having coffe with his brother Niles at Cafe Nervosa, and during the entire episode Niles asks Frasier if he is happy and that gets Frasier thinking about his life..the fact that he is still single with no woman to share his life with, and the fear of having to spend his future living with his son like he is right now with his dad. Inspite of it all he finds joy in his life that he cannot name and learns that there is no one who is really free of worries. Everybody has their share of difficult life, he realises.

The most beautiful part is when he wears his smile of acceptance and contentment and tells Niles that... in the larger scheme of things... he is happy indeed:-)

Beautiful memory..

Moist memories of you and

misty 'what if' thoughts.

All that time has held for me

and all that I know I have lost.

There are days that I cling on to,

and the 'you' in them that I hold on to.

You are now but a beautiful memory

And that is what you will always be.

Khushi...

Chand barson baad roshni laaya,

Baagh mein har gulab khila nazar aaya.

Aaine mein chehra muddat baad muskaya,

Woh phir yaadon se nikal ke mera hakeekat banne chala aaya.

Back after a holiday:-)

The past three days were spent with my brother in law and his wife holidaying. It was quite a bunch with us, them and the kids. It feels good to have family over...a feeling of belongingness and togetherness. It was three days of long drives, family lunches, and taking lots of pictures to freeze the special moments, making memories, seeing beautiful places...a lot of making up for the times we missed being together. All in a refreshing weekend and kids also had a great time with their uncle and aunt.

Grease is the word!

It's a forever favorite! and today I was watching it..yet again. It still is as fresh as ever, Danny's walk, Sandy's smile, the drive in romance, girls havin a blast at the sleepover, the dance, the Greased lightning car, the car race and Sandy sewn into her famous black pants..its true:-)

It makes you want to turn nineteen again and have girl fun, flirt till hearts content and kiss cute boys:-P

The Best Love Song ever...

'Wicked Little High' by Bird York

You're a wrong turn
a big fat No
you're the fifth drink before a long drive home
you're the thing to avoid
the bars to my cage
you're all I think about everyday
you've got that thing that my wildest dreams are made of
you set my world on fire
I die everytime you walk by
I can't hide that I'm drawn to you
Desire is such a wicked little high
when the one you want is blind to you

you're the third scoop
the second pack you're the reason for therapy
why I should go back Hey Mister Wrong
you're the tingle in my jeans
you're everything I don't want but everything I need
I see other guys but their kisses don't mean nothin'
'cause you're what I have in mind I
die everytime you walk by
I can't hide that I'm drawn to you
Desire is such a wicked little high
when the one you want is blind to you
you're a wrong turn
a big fat No
you're the fifth drink before a long drive

So far away from home..

A day doesn't go by without me saying 'I miss my home', 'I miss Hyderabad'. I miss the Punjabi Dhabas on Medchal Highway, I miss the Hyderabadi Biryani in Madina, I miss sipping on some Coffee in Barista Creme....and then I realise its not just the place that I miss..Its the people and the memories attached that I miss.

Right now where I live is almost heaven on Earth...it couldn't get more beautiful, but I cannot love this place 'cause I do not have my friends and the people I love by me....I do not have the people who make my memories here.

Its soo true when they say people make the place....and for me they make my memories too....

..hmm that explains:-)

I wanted to explain the reason for the dreamy posts on my blog one after another:-)....my days go by taking care of the kids, cooking and the rest of the usual day to day routine that keeps me totally occupied ....I hardly get a few moments of peace and calm. So when I do log in to make my new blog entry I tend to look for that 'my' peaceful dreamy corner right here......also to add to it I am a romantic to the core and the result is this dreamy blog....

Thank you all for bearing with the monotony and I will sincerely try to give more variety to the blog from now on:-)..

But that doesnt stop us from smilin and dreamin...:-)

Ek pal....

Koi yeh kaise bataye,
Woh ek haseen khwaab tha ya mera haqeekat.
Woh khoobsoorat pal,
Bas ek pal tha ya zindgi bhar ki mohobbat.

Life is good:-)

Days go by and we get older than we were,
And they tend to lose the flavors that were.
Just then he comes my way to say,
Life is good on a day like today!

..these are a few of my favorite things

Peace, Calm, Tranquility, Meditation, Aroma, Silence, Trance, Shut down, Emptiness, Still, Numb, Cool, Ease, Contentment, Satisfaction, Bliss, Joy, Destination, Happiness,Your warm touch, Moist eyes, Pink Cheeks and A Happy Smile......................Welcome to my wonderland:-)

The best stress busters

These are my top five stress busters, if you please:-)

Sipping on my first steaming coffee of the day, sitting on my porch bench and staring into the green of the dense trees and breathing in nothing but the freshness of the morning.

My thirthy minutes each day of blind folding my mind and sweating it out in the fitness room..it feels like nirvana!Its like shedding all that is bad.

Then comes the shower..ohh yes the shower:-)....it can do wonders. Its the cleansing of all thats negetive and washes away all that weight in my heart that keeps it down. The ultimate rejuvenation. Well almost;-)

And for the rest of the day sipping on my chilled Green tea is what keeps me cool and happy and if Pink Floyd and the rest of my heroes play for me my day is as perfect as it can be.

And ofcourse the fifth most effective way to feel nice and light is doing what I am doing right now...just share my every thought...with you.......

.....and that is how love happens:-)

I watched 'Cheeni Kum' last night...and that is probably the most adorable movie that I have seen in a while. The charm is in the script..the things 'ghaaspoos' and 'tangdi kabab' say to eachother(thats what they call eachother:-). Ofcourse Ilayaraja's music only made it more groovy and adorable.

The entire time that I was watching the movie I was all smiles and my reaction to all the sweet stuff that amitabh and tabu said and did to eachother was 'how cute' or 'how sweet' or 'awwww' or 'thats how love should happen':-)

This movie is definitely recommended for its feel good factor.

Love looks different

It was love, that tingle in my heart every time I thought of him. The ache within me, the longing to be with him, my pounding heart and my tears that wet my pillow each night we were apart, it was all love.
Now he holds my hand as we walk by the beach. We know we stood the test of time. Today it is still the same love I feel when we look at our children and find the joy they bring to us in eachothers eyes. It is the same love I feel everytime he holds me and his heartbeat tells me he is here for me everyday for the rest of my life.
Now there is no more tingle in my heart but what i do have is a heart that is content. Love still remains it just looks different.

Its a Beautiful Day

My eyes smile with glee

And the Sun is crisp and warm,

Sitting under the shade of a tree

It was as cosy as home.

Friends and green tea,

cheese crakers and walnut cake

bare feet on the moist grass

and a view of the still waters of the lake

Stories of love and

Anecdotes that bring joy.

If there is anything missing

Its you my friend. Ahoy!!