Have I told you about how much I love our morning car drive together. Although it lasts only about 15 mins, we speak about everything under the sun. Unlike our other conversations at home, heavily burdened with mundane stuff and daily despairs, our car-conversations are refreshingly different.
We often talk about a funny incident at work that we forgot to recount or discuss at length about the song your I-pod throws up. Sometimes we fight over who sung it and you always win. Sometimes you go to great lengths to explain the technicalities of the song that my music-illiterate self has no means of knowing.
At other times, we discuss our future , our similarities or simply talk about life's philosophy in general. Often, when you look resentfully at the more expensive SUV's zooming past you, I tell you to go ahead and buy one if you want it so much, and you end up explaining to me how we cannot afford such frivolities, when our 6 year old car is running pretty smoothly, all the while still eyeing the SUV :)
On many days, when we are running late and I am whining about how long I have to travel, your adventurous self peeks out and you zip and swerve past many vehicles, chasing the huge red bus in front. On such occasions, I end up wondering how much more there is to you than I have seen these last 5 years.I like it when there is no bus to catch because we get to spend another 5 mins together.
Many a time, I talk continuously, often not pausing long enough to take a breath and you wonder how I can shift from one topic to another without a logical gap ! If I am really lucky on a particular day, then I get to see you laughing, not the casual smile you give for most questions presented to you, but a loud throaty laugh that could last 5 minutes. I love those occasions.
Very rarely do we simply sit in silence or worry about the day ahead of us. I eventually wave good-bye to you, wish you a good day and get down to start my day.
No matter which day or what we talk, I always get down from the car with a smile.
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She had read a book by this name in Class-VII and was so fascinated by the protagonist (at that time, she simply referred to him as hero), Edmond Dantes' that for some time to come, it would be her favourite book. The book was an abridged version . The hero's character intrigued her so much and it would be many years until she
realized why.
She would read portions of the book many times over and ponder over them. She would pick scenes from this book for her drama club or for the school play auditions. Each time, she chose something from the book, she was sure to win. She indeed got selected for the annual school play that year. She also won the first place in an Inter-school Mono-acting competition when she had enacted a particularly emotional scene from her favourite book. Her drama-club assignment based on yet another scene had been quite a roar. That year
was truly a dream-run in her track record of extra-curricular activities.
In due course of time, the book was forgotten and Edmond Dantes' was duly replaced by another. Many years later, multiple book-heroes and one real-life hero later, one day, it all came back to her, when she again heard
the name 'Dantes'. He had been her very first true hero and he had established a pattern that would follow in all the heroes of her life . As the pattern made itself evident and the memories came flooding back,she felt a desperate urge to read the book.
That very evening, she walked into a popular book-store and as if by magic, they were having a sale for Classics. Ten minutes later, she walked out of the store with the unabridged version of her first favourite book, in all its 800 pages of glory.
A week later, as she was closing the book after reading its last three words '
Wait and hope', she finally realized why it had been her favourite for that long.
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Nothing is what it seems
Life is a circle where the ends don't seem to join.
Parallels often have a hidden agenda of meeting.
Rectangles are just lazy squares, sleeping on the side
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Sab jeeta kiye mujhse,
Main har dam hi haara,
Tum haar ke dil apna,
Meri jeet amar kar do.
- Jagjit Singh.
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Life can give you countless chances to be angry, sore, low, depressed and frustrated.
But it is only when you have risen above all of them and found happiness that life becomes truly meanigful.
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You came into my life, one fine day, like a breath of freshness into a dull, boring life.
You accepted me for all I was and put up with everything I was not.
You were patient with all my idiosyncrasies and in turn taught me patience.
You questioned my narrow theories and ideologies on religion, relationships and life in general.
You said GOD is a part of everyone. I refuted it until one fine day, when it dawned on me, in the most unexpected way.
You are the tranquility in my noisy world.
You lead me to clarity in my most confused moments.
You add the philosophy to my otherwise roller-coaster life.
You tone my brazen self with your simplicity.
You taught me to be all that I was not.
You complete me.
You are my BETTER HALF !
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Too much to do and too less time...
I wish each day had 48 hrs and I wish I had a clone-helper doing half the chores that I have to do....
Even then, I wonder if I can finish my ever-increasing backalog :-(
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Woke up groggy eyed after a bad nightmare with snakes in it, helped mom-in-law with the cooking, rushed through an oil-bath, realised that a shirt had been misplaced at the launderers', took more time than usual to decide my outfit and when I had finally decided on it, figured that I didn't have ANY accessories to go with it. Nevertheless wore it as the MR. was in a hurry to go to office, nagged the MR. a little bit, gift from 'Amma', stopped by “Anjaneyaa's ” on the way. Reached office and was led straight into a completely boring and dead-pan discussion on reliability road-map and literally slept through it. Everybody in team forgot to wish me and I sulked about it for sometime....Finally , a call from the MR. informing me about the magical figure, left for lunch, another call to meet the MR. before 'HARITA's' at 1:45, more calls from more people with more wishes, some arbid calls, met the MR. at HARITHA's, lost the scooter key and struggled for half an hour to recover it, meanwhile called up manager to re-schedule an important 'one-on one', suddenly out of the blue, the MR. pops up GIFTS which include diamonds and also hematite jewellery !!! totally overwhelmed and speechless, and suddenly realised that it was getting late...
Rushed back to office without even looking at the gift properly or thanking the MR., the grilling 'one-on-one' with mgr , more meetings, an updated schedule with lots of work in store for me, finally tried out the jewelley in the rest-room, and felt absolutely delighted !! Showed off all this to 'S' and then finished with the final task for the day and left for the day, tired but totally happy :-)
Reached home and tried the jewellery atleast three times afterwards, with the MR. trying to figure the best angle for the light to fall on the diamonds and initiate their sparkling...
Finally slept with this post in mind !
What better way to spend the end of my 24th year on this earth !!
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Nuvvenaa....nuvvenaa.....chervvainaa...dooramaina......naa aanandamenaa !
~ From the hit Telugu movie 'Anand'
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Excerpts from my conversation with Raju ...
Is it fair that a moment's wavering of the mind can change an entire life altogether ?
Or is destiny always so cruel as to take you through a trough after a crest ?
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Someone will always be prettier.
Someone will always be smarter.
Someone's house will be bigger.
Someone will drive a better car.
Someone's children will do better in school.
And her husband will fix more things around the house.
So let it go, and love yourself and your circumstances.
Think about it.
The prettiest woman in the world can have an ugly heart.
The most highly favored woman on your job may be unable to have
children.
The richest woman you know - she's got the car, the house,
the clothes - but she might be very lonely.
The Word says if I have not Love, I am nothing.
So, again I suggest, love yourself.
Love who you are, right now, right here.
--- Anonymous
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This one's for you J, as you start a whole new chapter in your life...
Pink cotton sal, window sill, Prob-stat class, 2 'soda-buddies', stickler for perfection,T-pot , “palakkad” accent, shrill voice, combined 'ghotting', Mehrotra classes, losing A's in Math papers, SPM fundaas, Mu-P test papers, marathon solving sessions, IC visits, night-outs, NC full tiger biscuits, white night dress, water showers for cooling the room, patient wakeup calls in the morning, high efficiency, dreams of being an architect, picking up threads from where they were left, life partner like you, 'Taal' movie, DP course, perfect packing, art n dee co-ord, panel-painting, charcoal painting, Egyptians'panel, EDIC tut gussing, PEL compre, Num-al compre night-out and then a highA, doing it if you want to, 'San sa-nana-nan' steps, deela camel, ahan-ahan-aaan, gaja, intel-mental, 'Baba' signs, crossword group, ESD assignments, Lakme-girl sketch, 'the movie', apping and SOPs, write-up enthu, decking up for farewells, hogging at assoc farewells, a temporary good-bye,mail chat from WIPRO, daily updates, a short hiatus, then meeting in Bangalore@Barista, weekly phone calls, 'water of life', sharing problems,Oyster bay @commercial street, calls from China, post-China and pre-China discussions, dinner @Kanti sweets, book-discussions, blog-discussions, people discussions, independent women, terracotta ear-rings, combined shopping, block-print kurti, Krishna jayanthi at home, late night gossip, soothing hotwater+ honey, 'Golu' at my place, singing after many years, reception saree, the 'Intel' connection, the long chats before the final hitch.......
Our saga continues...
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Freedom at last....after 10 whole years of being bonded to them. I could not do without them starting from the moment I opened my eyes till the moment I fell asleep. It was not always that way. In the beginning, I only needed their support sporadically. But as days rolled into months and then into years, I became increasingly dependent upon them both physically and psychologically until a vicious circle set in.
They became so much a part of me that I could do nothing without them. I was always filled with unease and a sense of emptiness when they were not around.
Each day , each waking hour, through the last 3650 days, they have kept me company. They grew as I grew and changed as I changed. They have seen me through bad hair days and ugly working hours. Sometimes they have got me compliments about how intelligent I looked with their help and at other times, I've had urges of just kicking them out, especially on days, when they were over-abusive and left behind marks on me that may take years to disappear.
But yesterday, was a day of deliverance from their bondage. I have mixed feelings about the whole thing. Now I know how difficult it is to walk out on a relationship that it 10 years old. However much I hated them, I must accept that the decision to part with them was a tough one. But change is the only permanent thing in this world and change I must, else the world will soon race past me, leaving me behind in a dilapidated condition.
So, it is with a lot of apprehension, expectation and hope that I finally threw out my 10 year partner for life, my SPECTACLES and wore my first pair of CONTACTS this morning.
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To me, life is a dynamic, ever-changing situation and the process of growing up is how one adapts to this changing situation, mentally, physically and emotionally
-- Anonymous
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Now, they were so used to each other that a quick look, a nudge, a wave or even a gesture of the brow that always went unnoticed by the others, was enough to reveal a lot, to the other.
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