Merry Christmas to one and all!

Keeping my previous post aside for a while...I would like to wish you all A Merry Christmas..May you all have a wonderful season and may the joy it bring stay on for the rest of the year..:) .... God Bless All and may Peace and Joy be Santa's gift to the World this year.

Image is an old picture of my son back in his play School days:)

Does this happen to you?

The day goes by and the reason for it is still missing...a strange feeling of purposelessness clings on.I don't know what to look forward to in life..a not so good place to be in when you are in the journey and you end up spending the entire time wondering where you are meant to go or where you have set out to go in the first place.

And people..people are as unattached as life... People are superficial and relationships a farce. A Constant in life is a myth and a soul companion is a bigger myth. I try not to be this cynical most of the time but when I hit only walls and dead ends all the time then there is no scope for positive thinking anymore..

Does this happen to you too?!!

Blue Christmas is what I was meant to have, I guess..

Image is a picture I clicked yesterday...again from that same balcony in my apartment.

Tull and 'Tea with Anoushka'

Last evening was worth every penny...in every sense of the word. The band has stood the test of time celebrating their forty magical years of being around and The Man, Mr.Anderson is a pure miracle. He is a sixty year old 'Pied Piper'. The energy and the bounty of talent the man possesses can only be experienced while words fall short to describe. Each piece is a pure master piece as he played quite a few of Tull's classics as well as some new compositions along with Anoushka Shankar. Ones I loved most have to be Thick as a Brick, Heavy Horses and Bouree among others. The compilations with Anoushka were absolutely transporting both aptly given names 'Tea with Anoushka' and 'Celtic Cradle'.

Speaking of Anoushka Shankar, She began the evening and she had us rapt from the very first pluck on the Sitar. She played two pieces exclusively. The first being one of her own compilations called 'The Voice of the Moon' based on raag Keeravani and the second piece based on raag Manj Khamaj. I personally fell in love with the second piece.

All in all an evening to remember for a life time and one for which I cant thank my friends enough for getting hold of the passes:).

Images: Courtesy Google;)

A Day that should never come

The saga of anger that builds,
And the growing of unrelieved tension.
The blood that still flows,
And the tears that still fill the eyes,
Each time I see visions of the massacre mansion.

A blow that has hit the heart the hardest,
I am on my knees praying,
We may never again have such a day to face.
But this unrest within will linger,
Even as I try to put the day and all those lost to rest.

Image: From the internet
Words: Mine,in anguish

Smells like rain and black coffee;)

You are allowed to burn in the flames of envy, people!! cause thats exactly what I am smelling...evening rain,wet ground, healing breeze and a steaming hot mug of black bitter coffee..Life is good...a reassuring peace inside, a voice from within telling me all will be alright...

Image: Courtesy the Internet

Not able to gulp this down my throat:(!!

..there have been so many blasts and attacks and every time I thanked God that my loved ones are safe..and tried to not let the tragedies affect me so much ....but I am not able to do that any more...not this time...i am not able to get over the fear seeing whats happening in mumbai,its kind of gotten into my system...I was watching the news..have been doing that all day...the fear and the anxiety is overwhelming...its a kind of sinking feeling...a kind of helplessness, a point of no escape... its a kind of throbbing right from the throat to the stomach.

A couple of months back I used to look at every second vehicle and every other person on the road with a fear, 'what if he is here to kill?'...then my everyone said I was being paranoid and was over reacting and thats what i rightly told myself...that I am over reacting and slowly got over it...but now when I see whats happening in mumbai...as my friend rightly put it, "these guys were just like your average next door chaps, dressed in cargos and t shirts" and i was like, exactly ,thats what is so scary...

In the past one month a couple of unnatural deaths of people I know have already left me shaken, both suicides, and I thought, why has it become so easy to take a life even if its our own...it shouldn't be this easy ..this simple...life is too precious...and loss of so many lives today kind of increased this unrest in me by volumes...

I will and I can only pray..pray that life should not be so short lived..and pray each and every one realizes how precious and how big a deal life is and that its not fair that a rope or a bomb end it in a second...I will pray that we may not have to witness this kind of a day again....and will probably come out of this anxiety in due time...but for all of them who have lost their loved ones unnaturally I pray God give them immense strength...I will pray..

Sun Rising..AGAIN!!

Was invited to join http://memoirsof10dhyderabad.blogspot.com/ hence happened upon my blog too:( ..Such is the state(pathetic!)of my 'blogging' habit..cant call it that any more..can we?! ...
Thats how much I miss my 'me' time..I crave for a few minutes with just me and myself...when i can just sit, close my eyes and let my mind free to travel and explore..and let my hands write what my mind sees...such a simple moment feels almost impossible to grab right now...but i am sure...this is going to change soon..not all days stay the same...so lets hope the sun rises more often in the coming days:)

Image: a sun-rise from my living room:)

Invitation: Theater: "The Wait" : August 20: 18:30 hrs

Hi All,

I am very excited to invite you and your friends to the my first ever theater performance in the play, " The Wait", which is written and directed by Deepti Tanikella who is a bundle of fresh talent. It will be performed at the above mentioned venue on the 20th of this month.

It is a beautiful work dealing with the very intense theme of aging and the loneliness it brings along with it. The play is a 30 minute peep into the life of an elderly person and how she grows out of her loneliness to see the life that is blooming for her outside her door.

Looking forward to seeing you all there.

Regards,

Shruti Nori

Bring the Sun

Bring the Sun,
To fill my day with splendor.
Release me from the thorn bed,
And hold me in your arms so tender.

With every fleeting glance,
you speak volumes of love nothings.
Let me be the one,
To walk with you on misty mornings.

The day I come to you,
Would be the day when my longing would be put to rest.
Will you not gift me that day,
And bring peace to a heart full of unrest.

Image Courtesy : Internet

My visit here after what seems like a lifetime

Hoping someone somewhere missed me:)...

Dream On!

Was listening to Bono singing 'I still haven't found what I'm looking for' and all that was running on my mind was, 'who really has?'. Who finds complete contentment? Some know what they want but can't reach it.....and some don't know what they are looking for...They just run...Its a never ending run for something....Something that never manifests itself...and the run doesn't end...
As for me, I know what I am looking for...What I am looking for is an Illusion...and I know where to find it but the irony is that I lose it every time I open my eyes to look..Dream on!

A song for each

Hey all,

Back for the nth time;-)..That being said...I want to talk about what I really wanted to talk about.

I think every person has at least one song that touches him/her within..A song that brings out emotions that lay buried deep within until we heard the words...From the face of it its just a song and feeling too much for it or because of it may seem ridiculous but there is no denying that we relate to some words very strongly...Its like the singer is singing our story....This song I am attaching for some reason does all that to me...and what better thing to do than to share...

Wine is fine...:)

These were a couple of pictures i took last evening..and sharing is always good:-)

Tagedie Tag!!!

I am sooo glad I have been tagged....Thank ya sooo much Vik...A perfect reason and a perfect way to revive my blog from its slumber..The gap was unintentional, but we can blame it on the 'writer's block' I was suffering ...I think;-)....Convenient to use this phrase to hide the fact that procrastination is the mother of all blocks...
Also this is a very nice set of questions and very much 'my type' with out any lame questions.. so thats still better!! So lemme get started...

*Eight songs I could listen to, over and over*

Hmm this is not easy..sticking to just eight part..

1. Coming back to life- Pink Floyd

2. Drive- Cars
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3. Boys of Summer- Eagles

4. Nothing compares to you- Snead o'connor

5. Stars go blue- U2 and Corrs

6. Wind of Change- Scorpions

7. Light my Fire- The Doors

8. Sweet Child O'mine- Guns 'n' Roses

and honestly many moree!!!

*Eight things I want to do before I die (In no particular order):*

1. Stay in Goa on a long long holiday;-)

2. Witness a Live Concert of David Gilmore

3. See all the exotic Beaches of the World:-D

4. Blow a lot of green on stuff without thinking twice..like the rich do;-)

5. Miraculously lose weight and look like a super model ..hehe ok I have to write eight soo

6. Oh ya and some day be able to build and live in my dream house.

7. Want to party 8 nights straight without a break:-D

8. and if this counts I want to die young;-)

*Eight things I say often:*

1. All good:-)

2. WTF

3. This is crap!!

4. Ailaaa!!

5. Hai rabbaa!!

6. Hi Jaan!

7. love you!!

8. I swear!

*Eight books I’ve read recently:*

Here you have to excuse me..haven't read at all in the past one year ...Thanx to my one year old daughter but some books I read when I was expecting her were:

1. Tuesdays with Morrie

2. The Alchemist

3. The DaVinci Code

4. Autobiography of a Yogi

5. Zahir

*Eight things that attracts me to my best friends:*

This is a cute one:-)..

1.Best friends forever :-) even if we are miles away or haven't exchanged a word in a while ...we are still there for each other and will be there when we need one another.

2. Love to have fun....always up to having a good time and laugh..

3. I can patiently listen to my friends ..I listen to everything my best friends share with me and can put myself in their shoes and understand them.

4. They can also trust me ...That I am there when they need me just to share, just to talk or just hang out

5.I don't judge my friends so they are at ease with me and can be themselves.

6. I try not to suffocate them and give them their space so my friends are happy I
m there but not hovering around:-)

7. and now I am tired of talking abt myself:-P..

8.Ya and my friends love me for my love for music.

*Eight things I am passionate about: *

1. Music

2. Music...( had to mention it atleast twice:-)

3. family

4. Friends

5. cooking

6. writing

7. my time and my independence

8. Wine and rum;-)

*Eight people I think should do this tag - *

Vik is the one who tagged me so I cant tag you back I guess or can I?:-)

1.Abhi

2.Annie

3.Ashu

4.Deeps

5.Doc

6. Vidya

7. Kalyan

8.Rusty

I will notify you guys personally :-)....and yes I am glad to be back...Hope i don't go quiet again for my sake ....

Soul-mate

Where do you go when you're lonely? I come here I guess. When will I learn to find solace in myself rather than looking for it outside and around me..expecting sensitivity, warmth and love in people around me...when will I learn that no one really cares...when will i learn that the only person who can love me like I should be loved truly for who I am, comfort me like i crave to be comforted and be there for me no matter what, is ONLY ME!!

Every time people hurt with their mind and the words that come out of it I first think God is not being fair. I question, why me?....Then I think its probably his way of teaching me Life's most important lesson..To open my eyes to how lonely I am and how I cannot hope for a so called soul-mate....My only soul-mate can be ME..............

From here to nowhere....

Life goes on, one day at a time,
But nothing stays the same without you.
Memories of you touch my soul,
One smile at a time,
But nothing brings a smile without you.

Your fragrance lingers still,
There is no escaping from your touch.
As much as I have tried to get back my life,
I have only given up trying to give you up.

The threshold at which I stand,
There can be no new start.
Telling my heart we are now apart,
Has been the toughest thing to do so far.

Shud'ave, wud'ave, cud'ave

What happens when we tread that path? The path of 'what if's.... I know what it does..It leads to more regrets and heart aches. It digs deep into the wounds..Wounds that never would dry...always as fresh...When you know life could have been different...you dint have to stand here where you are right now and see it all slip away while you just stand...just stand...helpless.

I hear these people talking about doing what you feel is right and doing what makes you happy and let nothing else matter and I think IS THAT AS SIMPLE AS THAT?!!...Is it that simple to make myself happy and keep myself happy...Whats the price?....Everything has a cost....Everything urges us to pay a price....So if I have to grab my happiness,at what cost??