Saturday, February 19, 2011
Thursday, February 10, 2011
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
"And you still make me look beautiful..."
She took an oath not to look at herself anymore. A decade had passed and it was becoming difficult for her to ignore herself. She remembered how grateful she used to feel standing in front of the mirror, looking at herself - making faces trying to look whimsical, delightful, alluring, arrogant, proud all at the same time. As she advanced a bit further, teenage was exciting and fun - something beyond description. Her long black tresses, black eyes, golden skin and brilliantly sculpted visage made people around her shower compliments.
Sixteen, eighteen, twenty years seemed like milestones. With each year, she found her grip on life strengthening. In the next few decades, she suddenly got too occupied dealing with life. So much was happening around her all the time that she couldn’t be bothered about trivial matters of vanity.
Upon turning sixty and being free from most of her responsibilities, she, as if waking up after a long sleep, noticed for the first time, the erosion that time had caused her. The wrinkles on her face, the loosened muscles, sagging bags around her eyes, and the flood of grey hair, were hard to accept. The variations were massive and astoundingly bothersome to live with. At times, we know the realities of life, but still they are hard to bear. We try to make a narrow escape circumventing them until we can. She was going through a similar facet. It had been ten years now, and her anxiety had kept her away from looking at herself and at the evidences of age growing on her.
One winter afternoon, she was sitting on the armchair in the veranda of her
house, basking under the warmth of shimmering sun, silently staring at her
hands, lost somewhere faraway.
Just a few moments later a man in his late seventies came to her with slightly
drooped shoulders, a head full of grey cells and a few countable black ones,
almond shaped deep brown eyes, long nose slightly curved downwards and lips
finely carved over the aged but gleaming skin. His body sagged down a bit
negating an inch or two from his above average height. He pulled a chair beside
her and sat down, held her hands in his and asked, "What are you thinking
dear?”
She, a bit uncomfortable due to sudden disruption in her silent moments, looked
at the man. "Nothing", she said, “I was just thinking about...” and
she went back to her melancholy .
Peeping in her eyes he said, "You know, you are beautiful." and she, absorbed
in similar meditation, suddenly spurted out loudly “Am I?"
The man affirmed, "Of course, why do you think you are not?". He had
a strong, determined voice but there was certain kind of concern and softness
hidden inside.
With a little reluctance, she further revealed, "but... but these
wrinkles, and this skin, it is old. You always used to hate ugly things. Isn't
it?"
"Yes I do, I still do. But who told you wrinkles are ugly?"
"What do you mean?” she asked.
He pulled her chair a bit closer and moved her face to his and divulged further,
"Do you know, when I saw you for the first time 45 years back...”, evoking
the recollection of those times he continued, “I still remember, I looked in your eyes, full of sparkle. I looked at you, a modest smile and a dash of chirp in your
speech. I was convinced inside my head in that very first moment- I was in
love with you that very first time I saw you".
She smiled, "That was enchanting, I have heard that thousands of times,
and even now things about us are music to my ears, I feel the fragrance of
those days, and feel the bloom and freshness in air from that time."
She smiled, "That was enchanting, I have heard that thousands of times,
and even now things about us are music to my ears, I feel the fragrance of
those days, and feel the bloom and freshness in air from that time."
She looked outside, her eyes were misty, romantic, bewitched by the dreamy
tales from yesteryear’s fairyland she had arrived from and he was constantly
staring at her. He proceeded, "We fought a lot, unable to understand each
other, sometimes out of our ego, other times out of over expectations. I feel
it was essential, as it helped us getting closer, understanding and becoming
tolerant to each other. We learned to surrender our egos, we learned to respect
each other."
"It was your fault, you took so much time in understanding me," she complained
with sparkle in her eyes. They both laughed.
"I was frightened during the birth of our children, scared of losing you,
but you held my hand and assured me that everything will be fine. You grew more
beautiful each day. And I am so grateful to you for gifting me a pretty
daughter and a handsome son."
"You stood beside me in my tough times. You helped me stand firmly during
those times. I got everything when I got you. I remember how you and my mother
used to grumble about your respective husbands while discussing my father and
me. I lived the moments, I lived the life.” He paused for a while and
continued, “ Do you know your smile is still the same like the one I saw the
first time, your eyes still hold that dreamy
enchantment when I look in them!"
"It has been a long way, and the end is near, for which I fear.",
she said," We are sitting alone here, I miss my son sometimes, and yearn
for my daughter. Why can’t they be with us?"
“And you never miss me because I have been around you always.”
She laughed back, "I don't want to miss you ever. It’s impossible to
believe how your love grows when my looks are decaying each day?"
“Who told you they are decaying?”
"I dislike these wrinkles, they remind me that I am growing old and there
is not much time left", a tear silently fell from her eyes.
"I love them. They remind me of the time we have spent together, they are an
affirmation, a testimony that we have been together for ages. They remind me of
our joyous and gloomy moments, they are one of the most enticing things I have
ever experienced. They make me fall in love with you all over again. "
He was smiling, looking at her. She was now pacified and calmed, silently
looking at his hands holding hers. Both of their hands were beautiful for they
were together, holding each other.

There was more to live, specially this moment, before they part...
He
continued, “I fell even deeper in love when I beheld you on the day of our marriage. As you were
coming to me, I felt that life was all about meeting you and we were born to be
together. No moment can ever be so exalting."
Now she does not need any mirror, not because she hates to look at it but she
had him who’s eyes truly reflected her soul to her and made her feel beautiful.
Monday, January 3, 2011
10 songs I like in all seasons
Songs certainly are marvelous pieces of art. Some make you cry, some are capable of changing your sadness into the deepest form of depression while some are so light that they fill you with blasts of energy and compel you to dance on their tunes.
Here is the list of songs that i like in all seasons:
1. Zombie- Cranberries
(Laments 'The Troubles' in Northern Ireland. The truth behind every war!)
2. Sway- Dean Martin
(Makes me Dance)
3. Stay - Maurice Williams and the Zodiacs
(A very romantic number)
4. Dont worry be happy - Bobby Mc Ferrin
(Mood reliever)
5. Viva la Vida- Coldplay
(Story of a King who lost his kingdom)
6. In the shadows- Rasmus
(Intense)
7. The end- The Doors
(Truth behind life)
8. Folsom prison blues- Johnny Cash
(Thoughts of an imprisoned criminal)
9. Knocking on heaven's doors- Youme version (originally by Bob Dylan)
(Emotions of dying deputy, who can no longer continue his role as a law enforcer)
10. Comfortably numb- Pink Floyd
( Story of a man who after facing life's struggles confines himself within an imaginary 'wall')

Others that almost made it: Hit the road jack- Ray Charles, The man who sold the world- Nirvana, Someday-Flipsyde, Across the universe- Beatles, Smooth - Santana, Bring me to life- Evanescence , Another brick in the wall - Pink Floyd, Love story- Taylor Swift, and Last but not Least- I like to move It from the movie Madagascar!
YO!!! :D
P.S. You are invited to add your favorites to the list.
Here is the list of songs that i like in all seasons:
1. Zombie- Cranberries
(Laments 'The Troubles' in Northern Ireland. The truth behind every war!)
2. Sway- Dean Martin
(Makes me Dance)
3. Stay - Maurice Williams and the Zodiacs
(A very romantic number)
4. Dont worry be happy - Bobby Mc Ferrin
(Mood reliever)
5. Viva la Vida- Coldplay
(Story of a King who lost his kingdom)
6. In the shadows- Rasmus
(Intense)
7. The end- The Doors
(Truth behind life)
8. Folsom prison blues- Johnny Cash
(Thoughts of an imprisoned criminal)
9. Knocking on heaven's doors- Youme version (originally by Bob Dylan)
(Emotions of dying deputy, who can no longer continue his role as a law enforcer)
10. Comfortably numb- Pink Floyd
( Story of a man who after facing life's struggles confines himself within an imaginary 'wall')

Others that almost made it: Hit the road jack- Ray Charles, The man who sold the world- Nirvana, Someday-Flipsyde, Across the universe- Beatles, Smooth - Santana, Bring me to life- Evanescence , Another brick in the wall - Pink Floyd, Love story- Taylor Swift, and Last but not Least- I like to move It from the movie Madagascar!
YO!!! :D
P.S. You are invited to add your favorites to the list.
Friday, December 31, 2010
Happy New year 2011

Ting Tong!!
Its a New day, New week, New month, New year and a New Decade!! Wishing everyone around a very happy and full of love 2011..
One more time to look in past and peep a lil in future. Another time to contemplate and introspect.. I was thinking i have over used these two terms in my blog and should change this blog title to " introspect and contemplate and bore all" :P
Quick Rewind:
So rewinding last year's tape i find 2010 was about:
Positives:
> Learning and completing last years taken up tasks..
> Wonderful cycling expeditions.
> Shopping around.
>Spending time with my cousins.
> Understanding intricacies of a society and people through social work.
> Celebrating Rakhi with my brother and best friend Puneet bhaiya. His visit surely made this year special.
>Some new posts
> And last but not least the whole year was full Rajni Kant Jokes in emails, messages and talks etc.
Negatives:
I missed going on trips. Unlike every year this year was a big bore on that front. the first quarter however saw two trips, one to Shimla and another to Mumbai.
Year of two T's i.e. tensions and tears. But never mind, I shed away both and there is nothing left for next year :P
An year contributed to a fast increment of Grey cells on my head. I kinda like them and now trying to convince my mom to let me paint some more. Its a symbol of peace anyway. :P
The last quarter was the best in all, after loads n loads of contemplation and introspection, i found this year was the year of growth. Ending of unpleasant things and growth of pleasant things.
Whats in store for 2011:
I don't have any plans for 2011 as of now.. But this year is expected to be year of advancements, finishing the things taken up in 2009 and 2010. I desperately wanna move out of my home and enjoy some good tours around.. Its a dead life without travel.
Current plan involves a celebration of New Year!
Resolutions: Like Always there are no new year resolutions, as I don't have any clue about the same. Going with the flow is the only agenda this year.. :D
Stay happy and stay healthy.. A very Happy New Year to all..
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