A LITTLE PATIENCE...

To not react instantly... to let it all sink in... to not avoid oneself from feeling frustrated and angry, but to not let it overrule one's sense of wisdom... and what is right and what is wrong... to not let a few moments ruin the hard work of long tiring days...

To go about one's daily routine... like one always did.. eat, sleep, listen to music, watch TV... to not make it hamper with the way life runs... to accept disappointments as a part of life... to not give it any special attention... to work things out slowly and surely as one gets to know it... to know the 'Whys' and 'Hows' and act accordingly...

The things a little patience can do! Let you feel calm and composed... stop you from making hasty mistakes... keep you from wandering off to the regret land...

Even though it seems to be doing its job perfectly well, the little patience in me, may soon lose all its patience if the new day brought no hope and kept no promises... After all like everything else, with time patience wears out too...

A FLICKER OF HOPE... JUST A FLICKER...

A flicker of hope is just that.. a 'flicker' of hope... after it is done flickering what is left is nothing but hopelessness and despair...

And as Benjamin wished for the inter-connected, inter-related events in the human lives to have connected and related just a few seconds earlier or a few seconds later in order for Daisy to have been saved... I too can't help but wish for things to have unfolded and curled back in, just a few seconds earlier or later than it actually did... then I would have said the hope was not just a 'flicker' but ever-burning light of my life...

But things are just the way they are... no matter how we run through it again and again and no matter how we try to picture it to be anything else but the way they are now..

So, raise a toast to a flicker that is still burning.. and to the hope that it may lit up again... soon... before the darkness consumes me...

BREAKDOWN OF A SAD SONG

They say it helps to break down... to let go of your feelings.. to surrender to them... Well, I just broke down. And it is not helping at all. All it is doing is making me feel empty inside... neither has the pain subsided, nor have the problems been solved.

All the silver-linings I could have, have proved to be no signs of the sunlight but another hint of the heavy downpour of problems coming my way! And to just realise how I never carry an umbrella, makes me smile wryly at my troubles... Any other day I'd have played in the rain, singing a song.. But today, the songs of the rain are sad.. a sad pitter-patter of a heart in sorrow and despair... unlike Gene Kelly's who sang a happy tune, hopping around in the rain!

So, come pour down on me when you are done playing with me... and I'll do my playing then. Till then the sad song continues...

TWO DAYS OF HELL... AND CONTINUING...

The last two days have been harrowing to say the least... all that could possibly go wrong has gone WRONG... and it continues to do so.. A certain sign of goodwill or hope is dashed away right then and there. I have heard and also believe that life is unpredictable. But the way it unfolds sometimes just blows my mind away.

Making an effort - it counts. But when it starts to bear no fruit, it is very, very disheartening! And what really adds to it all is the fact the people fail to understand you at just the crucial moments. Having had so much in my mind in these past 48 hours, it was hard to keep a track of other things of equal importance.. missing a call, forgetting to update about yourself, not giving either enough time or thought to certain other plans.. And despite all efforts to get things back on track, nothing seems to work out... and nothing achieved at all.. except for resentments from family and friends...

If life can make one to hate it, despise it and start regretting it, then I'm sure heading towards that road.. and how fast and swiftly!!!

RIDING HIGH ON METRO LIFE!

So, what have I been doing lately? Taking random rides on Delhi metro and seeing all the places I had not or would not have seen otherwise! And yes, practicing my mobile photography as well...



This one's at the the Jehangirpuri Station...










So, is this...







This one's at the Model Town station...








No prize for guessing where this is!!!








One more at Jehangirpuri Station...








This one's at the Rajiv Chowk Station... RDB's director ROM's latest film 'Delhi-6' hoarding..






It started early and went on for few hours... before finally ending on a shopping spree and a meeting with some new friends. It felt good to let go of one's rigid self. The voice that stops you from doing new things. The one that holds you back when all you want to do is jump right into it. Listening to him is a habit with me. He has been the only voice I have listened to for years now. It wasn't easy to ignore him. It was scary to find myself with no answers when I tried to fall back on him during the course of my adventure. But with time, I felt reassured I was doing good. And what fun I had!!

We just need to be open to new things in life... then maybe our lives may become everything but mundane and predictable... and we may just discover a whole new side to us!

NO ATTYACHAR... JUST EMOTIONAL YAAR!!

There is a time and place for everything. But deciding what time suits which place and which friends is a hard task! So, we put our managerial skills to use [if we have had any... if not then we can just pretend!]

"Tomorrow morning would be purrrfect! Ya, see ya there. Take care. Bye!"

"You have off tomorrow? Hmm... actually I'm already meeting some friends and will be kinda busy so can we do this some other time. What about Sunday? Oh! you are not free. Let's do this next week, please. Really sorry but I'm tight up this week. Okay? Ya, will surely call. Bye!"

"7pm? Tomorrow evening show? Ya, I have heard about the movie. We should see it soon, many movies are releasing this Friday. Ya, I know. I will be there and will wait for you. I have some work in the morning so will be out and about. Try to make it. Day after may not work out well. See ya!"

"You are having a party? I thought we were suppose to meet up for lunch or something? Plan changed? Okay. But I might be late. I have some work in the evening. Meeting a friend actually. Who else are coming? Okay, she'll be there. Oh! both of them are coming as well. What about him? Is he going to stay over? Okay. Ya, I will be coming but I won't be able to make it any sooner than 10pm or so. Ya, fine. Bye. Goodnight."

:-) [smiling the smile of satisfaction, like when you crave for an ice-cream of a particular flavour and get to eat it as well!]

After so much of planning around, if things would not have worked out then it had to be something else than my 'Plan-manship'. Right?

But no sweat. Things worked out just fine. With only a few hitch. Problem is the hitch was a Miss. But the miss was chilled out so there wasn't really a hitch in the first place! So, ya... still smiling!

From smoky conversations to breezy talks... from walled opinions to open(-terraced) thoughts... from musical attyachar to harmonious choruses... from 'sappy' tea to 'holy' journeys...

It was just few hours but what to say? Of a lifetime of memories few good 'ol friends can make!

:-D

MAX - MY UNLIKELY TEACHER

My dear Max, whom I had christened as Maxwell Williams, the day he was brought to our house is a little over 6 years now. We have had several pets, both cats and dogs since our childhood. But Max is very special to me. For one, we were the only company to each other during the early days of his life in our house. Rest of the family had gone out of town for few months.

I have learned a great deal from him. He taught me to be patient. Training him to do his 'business' outside of the house was a tough task for me. Mom did it with all the other pets. But this time I was on my own. He also taught me to keep my cool. Even when he would wake me up in the middle of the night with his 'adolescent' barks.

It was a difficult time for me, as I was preparing for the final year exams and had some family problems as well. I clearly remember waking up at night to let him out in the verandah. I would sit next to him on the ground and just stared up at the night sky. Lost in my thoughts and feeling quite low, I would just hold him and at times even talk to him! It felt stupid sometimes. Nonetheless it did let some burden off my chest!

The photograph above was taken about a month and half back. I was seeing him after almost 2-3 years. He's just the same. Perhaps a bit more quieter. So much has changed in my life in all these years. So many relations formed and ended. Some fluctuating in between cordial and non-existent, expectations and disappointments, anger and frustration. Amidst all these chaos and confusion was Max, who welcomed me just as he'd have done any other time. No complaints whatsoever. Simply love.

As I spent time with him, I wished if I could have stayed there with him or brought him here. But it was not possible. I could not leave my work here. Moreover there would be no one to take care of him out here.

I dedicated most of my time at home to him. When finally I was on my way back, I came to realise that Max had taught me few more lessons again. To make the most of the time one has with their loved ones. To cherish each and every moment spent with them. And to love with forgiveness in one's heart.

Love you, Max!