Paper Planes

How life changes rapidly... From dawn to dusk, From radiance to dark, From land to horizon, From smile to laugh, From forests to sand, From oceans to land, From thoughts to terms, From emotions to expressions, From life to death, From breath to breath, Have you realized how rapidly life changes?... From month to years, From years to decades, From adolescence to youth, From teenage to adulthood, From adulthood to old age, And from there to grave, We lose all the precious years... In cribbing and crying, In fulfilling and gratifying, In worrying and weeping, We forget to enjoy and cherish, This beautiful thing called life, Which is given to us only once, Once in a life time… Why to waste it over immaterial tensions? Why to waste it over insignificant reasons? Learn to cherish this beautiful reward, Which has been granted to us by lord...

Helllooo!!! And guess whos back? I was definitely not busy this time... Naaaaa, I wasn't... Just that I thought to take a break deliberately! Break from everything on earth. Off course, this "everything" doesn't include office as that's something which is beyond "everything"... Anyways, I was in a different phase: a phase when you wish to be alone, when you feel like taking a break from the whole wide world, when you feel like discovering your inner self all over again, you feel like exploring your soul and your mind to the extent that had never been done before, when you mentally get hibernated and you just get shifted to your own little secret place, a place where nobody else has a permission to enter! But yes, there are few lucky ones with whom you still want to talk, you want to share your stuff and thoughts, even in this phase:) Yes, so I was in that phase from last few days and so, I just did not feel like writing anything... Its not that ...

I look at the sun, the poor sun sitting at one place, And wonder how monotonous it would be for him... To do the same job everyday, And that too in exactly the same way... He rises at the same time from east, Travel from the same path towards west to set... Poor guy can’t even change his directions, Or at least the path for a change... What does he do sitting there for the whole day?, Smile, laugh, cry or yawn: nobody can say... He is alone and has nobody to talk to, At least moon has stars to share his thoughts... He has beautiful cold nights to enjoy, Clouds to drape and stars to share the joy... Poor sun has nothing but to sit idle, And stare at other planets... Moon even have the option of taking leaves, Poor sun has no such thing to retrieve... I wish I could give company to him, And get his monotony trimmed... I wish I could make him smile, Which could help him to travel miles...

Today morning, I saw an ad of dulux where Farhan Akhtar is seen saying few very intense and enchanting dialogues about success, passion, imaginations etc... Anyways, immediately after seeing that ad, I asked my husband: What do you think success is? and he gave such an amazing answer. He said "Success is getting what you want." So true! Then I looked for the dictionary meaning of success. There were 2: 1. The accomplishment of an aim or purpose and 2. gaining wealth and status. I was upset!!! Why do everyone always link the word success to words like "Aim", "purpose", "wealth" and "status". So, people who don't have anything from this list but are still happy cannot be considered as successful??? I asked the same question about "What success is" to myself. And my mind immediately responded "when one feels happy and contented is when one is successful" and I was happy from my definition! and BTW, I truly believ...

This is based on a totally crazy thought of mine! Sharing with you guys: I think of the day, the day, the day, When I will have wrinkles all over my face… When my hair will grow completely white, When my thoughts will be free to fly like a kite… When I will become a little whimsical, When I will be free from the prison of ambitions… When I will just have nothing to take care of and no worries, When I will have time to cherish all my childhood memories… When I will probably wear a spec with thick lenses, When I will become friends with pain in back and knees… When I will have ample time to fulfill all my hobbies, When I will love to hear the word called Granny… When I will go to the Garden with my old fellow friends, When I will love to sit under the tree and gossip with them… When my children will start guiding me for everything under the sun, When I will boast about my experiences to my grandchildren… When I will start calling my husband ...

They say they love the rain, For me, it’s just a pain… That too the pouring without season, To abhor rain, it gives me a bigger reason… But there were days when I used to badly wait for monsoons, My small fingers in wait to touch the droplets and globules… Days when I had time to sit and enjoy its beauty, When I used to wait to get drenched in its purity… Where had those beautiful days gone? Why don’t I wait to get drenched anymore? I want to know about my sudden hatred towards rain, Is it because it forces me to be confined in my home? Or because of the darkness of these clouds, Pouring like crazy and thundering so loud… I feel they are here to take some revenge, But what is it that they are so desperate to avenge… Or is it the sky crying so hard, Shedding its tears and roaring so hard… I just want my beautiful sun back, That brings a smile in my day’s rack… Am I thinking too pessimistic about the rain? Why am I only imagining tears, reven...

Like the lips dying to smile, Like the dreams ready to go miles... Like a kid in a hurry to grow tall, Like the dried leaves ready to fall... Like the clouds ready to pour the rain, Like a heart ready to get relieved from the pain... Like a bulb ready to brighten a room, Like a flower ready to bloom... I am waiting for someone, Someone to break me free... Like a river dying to collapse into the endless ocean, Like the sun waiting to sleep by the arrival of moon... Like a bug waiting for a bud to blossom, Like a moth attracted to the burning flame... Like the exquisite beauty of the sky at the sunset, Like the dawn ready to overtake the dying night... Like the tears ready to escape from the eyes, Like the emotions ready to break all the ties... I am waiting for someone, Someone to break me free... Free from this earthly affair, Free from this world’s fair...

This is for that one man whom I love the most in this world! That one man who had been my first inspiration, my first hero, my first idol, the first super human being I had known and my first love! Yesterday was his b’day and as usual, I couldn’t post this write up yesterday as I wanted to write something very very special for him! I wanted to take my own time in doing that J He completely deserves it! This special man in my life is my dad, my dad who had always been with me in whatever I did! True he did that in his own ways but I love you dad! Whatever I am today is just and just because of you and nobody on this whole planet can ever take your place! You gave me life, You gave me existence... You gave me my individuality, You gave me my originality... You gave me much more than what you could afford, You gave me your selfless love, warmth and so much more... You gave me your peace of mind, You gave me your sleeps of night... You gave up your dreams to fulfill mine, Yo...

Standing on a rotten iron bridge, Watching the rushing and hastening traffic… Lost in my own petite world, Lost in my own stupid dreams… I felt I am somewhere on top of this earth, Watching it in full motion underneath… Everybody is in a rush to reach somewhere, Am I the only one who’s still and static here? I felt our planet is revolving around something, In the same way we were taught while schooling… I felt as if earth has a mission to achieve, And that’s why she is in such a hurry…. To finish a round around sun in a year, To spin around 360 degrees in 24 hrs! Yes, she definitely has a mission to accomplish, And that is why she is in such a swift rush… But where is all this traffic rushing to, Chasing and leaving each other behind… I wanted to know why is everyone in such a scurry, That nobody has a moment to wait and look around… Look around this life we had been given, Enjoy the silence and beauty of our existence! Why is everybody al...

When sobs convert into shrieks, That’s the time when you are free… Free from the pain that ached in the heart, Free from the pain that gave birth to the sobs… When tears convert into groan, That’s the time when you are librated… Librated from the sting of pain, Librated from the tears that rained… Sobbing is not an option to find peace, Shedding tears is not going to get you relieved… Relieved of the pain that made your heart upset, That caused the twinge and made your soul ache… Let your sobs convert into shriek, Let them flow outside your body… Let your tears convert into groan, That’s the way they are going to leave your soul…

Finally I am flying in the sky of hopes, I was confined and stuck in pessimism’s bog... That tried to confine me in the swamp of obscurity, Making me believe that there is no hope and no clarity... But before I could sink in that dark sludge, My soul gave me hope to get out of that mud... I thought why not to endeavor once more, Stitching back my wings of confidence that were once tore... And then I decided to fly very high, I was not succeeded in just one try... I had to attempt several times, I had challenged my heart, soul and mind... And then one day I was up in the sky, Leaving behind the swamp in which I was confined... The dark swamp that’s filled with mud of negativity, It pulls you in and traps you in the web of obscurity... So never let your wings of confidence be tore, They can help you fly high in the sky of hope...

Another thought of mine: I feel at times, I have a war going on within me somewhere, My mind and heart are always in a sort of conflict… My mind ignores everything my heart believes in, And my heart never agrees to the things that mind deems… Though my inner soul is always on my heart’s side, Because it knows it is pure, unselfish and kind… Mind play games and give suggestions by being egocentric, So, my soul trust my heart as it knows it’s not egoistic… But I guess my decision making glands lay within my brain, That’s why my mind has the power to influence them without any pain… My poor heart has limited power to approach my soul, Request it to be selfless and keeps on reminding it about its role… My mind has a tendency to disregard these feelings, I feel the only thing my mind loves in the world is me… I wish my brain become amicable with my heart someday, then for taking wrong decisions, I will not have to pay… But if it happens, then how wil...

One more weird thought originated from my weird brain! Below it is:) The velvety icing on the top of cupcakes , Looks like thrill on the top of happiness … The cream froth floating in a cup of coffee, Looks like our hopes floating in the ocean of obscurity … The brownie dipped in the melting chocolate sauce , Looks like a person getting tough in the searing difficulties … The small chips on the top of an enormous muffin , Looks like small moments of happiness in one’s life span … Let us make our happiness more exciting with the icing of thrill , Make sure your hopes keep floating in the ocean of uncertainties , Leave yourself to get strong in the boiling sea of pain and troubles, Do not forget to add the small chips of happiness on your life’s muffin… Keep smiling alwaz and stay blessed J

Walking through the forbidden aisle, No idea, I covered how many miles... They warned me not to go that side, Still my mind wanted me to take that ride... Its not that I am extra brave, For doing forbidden things, my soul always craves... Its not that I was just not scared, But that's something, beyond fear I had to dare... To wander in the forbidden land, Wanted to feel and touch its soul and sand... I am happy I went on that road, Discovered the meaning of satisfaction in that mode Walking through the forbidden aisle, No idea, I covered how many miles...

So, I am back after a hibernation phase of around a week:) No, I was definitely not resting! That is one luxury which is not made for me (or rather for which I am not made for!) or it will be more apt to say that it is a luxury which I just can't afford due to my super hyperactive brain!!! Anyways, I was unable to pen down anything from last few days as I was busy with the maddening thing of job change! Oh I tell you its super tiring... I mean the paper work, finishing the documents, dealing with tension, stress, getting acquainted with the new people, new job, new place! But finally I am over it so I am happy:D (n here comes my 1000 watt smile!) But I know coming weeks (probably it can stretch to months as well!) are going to be super hectic for me as I have a lot to learn and I am going to give myself to it completely! So, lets hope I am able to write regularly because when I don't do that, I start feeling guilty:( And I hate to deal with that! I have to give so many ex...

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Sharing another weird thought originated from my weird mind! Sitting on the stack of worries, Sneaking behind at the pile of memories… Facing the mountain of challenges, Wondering if life is all about these things… To dig the heap of tensions, To want the old days back… To plan to achieve the ambitions, That’s it we have to place on our life’s rack? Where are the things we dreamt about, The clouds of happiness and pleasure… The fog of peace and a life without doubts, Then, where is the promised treasure? Keep smiling and stay blessed:)

I got this weird thought today morning that how the fairies and angels of our dreams in youth gets subtlety converted into ghosts of ambitions in this journey of life! Dreams of a little girl, To shine in this world... The fairies of her expectation, Took her for a ride to the world’s ocean... The angels of her hope, Too joined her in this elope... Where there was only joy, pleasure and fun, They forgot to introduce her to the ghost of ambitions... Which was to chase her for the rest of her life, She’ll have to deal with her expectations & ambitions in strife... Only if she’d been taught to create a balance, It would have so easy for her to handle... Dreams of a little girl, Now replaced with the ambitions! Keep smiling and stay blessed:)

Yesterday finally I got to watch Cocktail (I know I am late... I am very late, ok...ok... super late!!!)... But this post is not about the movie review so I am safe:D Its about the connotation that this movie has drawn with our society's hypocrisy! When I saw the trailers of this movie back in July, I really thought this one to be different, to be youth centric! I thought finally we got a movie which could portray a strong character like that of Veronica in a positive sense! But alas, I was completely disappointed by the way the whole Veronica character was portrayed in the movie!!! This movie has once again established the decades old rotten subtext, the prejudice which prevails in our society that girls who wear salwar suit, pray in front of a Deity's statue, make biryani are the only ones eligible to get married to! This movie has also been made on the same decayed notion that girls like Veronica are only to screw and not to get marr...

I have always been in love with Rainbows probably 'coz of all the colors it imbibe in such a beautiful and patterned manner! Just a glance of a Rainbow is enough to bring a smile on my face, it just gets me conveyed to my world of dreams! I wrote few lines on it, hope you like them: Have you ever dreamt of sliding on a rainbow’s slope?, Have you ever dreamt of dangling there with a rope?... How amazing it would have been, If Rainbow would have been a swing... How amazing the fun it would be to slide on a rainbow’s slope, Even after falling in the bucket of clouds, the fun won’t stop... Such a colorful swing it would have been, It looks like the outer shell of a pumpkin... If only I could fix this rainbow swing in my garden, To enter my dream world, it would have been my weapon... I would glide and slide on this rainbow of mine, I wouldn’t stop even for a small fraction of time... Keep Smiling and Stay Blessed!

I am feeling a bit grown up from last few days L I feel mature and kind of an adult! Though I am trying hard to ignore and overlook these feelings by listening to Bryan Adam’s evergreen # 18 till I die! But even that is not helping me this time L I wrote few lines based on these emotions: I feel like standing at the half way of life, I feel like being in the middle of strife... I wish I could go back in time, But something keeps me pushing upstairs to climb... How badly I wish to go downstairs far from worries, But when I look back, there is only a fog of memories... How badly I resist climbing upstairs, Where I will have to witness life’s mature face... I wish I could go down and live my childhood days, Which were filled with all the colors apart from grey... I just do not wish to reach the end of this passage, ‘coz I don’t know who all will remain with me in this voyage... I wish these stairs to be endless, I don’t wanna face what’s there at the en...

We all love to call ourselves perfect citizens of this nation. Think about it! Are we really perfect? Do we really put in any efforts to be  perfect citizens? Are we all mature enough to take this responsibility of calling ourselves perfect citizens??? Guess No! Anyways, I believe the first step towards being the perfect citizen is to be considerate towards other citizens ! So, today I really want to write about something where we tend to lose our tolenrence for each other completely! And that thing is Driving! Why is it so that while driving, alomost all of us become aggressive, we all just refuse to treat each other amicably? Why it so that while controlling a machine, we stop controlling our minds? Why do we allow our mind to reject every idea of driving peacefully and become considerate towards other drivers, vehicles people on roads! Anyways, I just want put down 10 unsaid and tacit traffic rules which we all sh...

At times I see people commenting or making fun of a person’s looks and outer appearance! I feel strange! I mean isn’t that so ridiculous? I just feel weird about it… and there is a reason to it… I agree we (all the people) come from different backgrounds, our upbringings are different, our nature, our personalities are also different but then there is one thing that is so common in all of us, and it is beyond our social status, our outer looks etc… and thats the thing with which we all (without exception) are made of: the bones, the blood and the flesh! Even the color of these things within all of us is same! And they all work on the same modus operandi for all of us. So when our internal systems are same, why do we so much bother about the external ones? When the color of our bones, blood and flesh is same then why are we so much obsessed about the change in the color of skin that covers them all??? Its all same inside, then why the outside things matter ...

Here is one of my fav quotes. Its simple, crisp and yet, so clear! Dolly Parton has given such a wonderful message in just few words! Hope you love it:

Sometimes, I wonder what is the definition of right and wrong in our society? Where does that thin line lies between appropriate and in appropriate acc to our society? I mean what so ever you do, this society which we live in will always judge you and criticize you! Even if they appreciate you on your face, they are definitely going to mock you at your back! This happens specially with women… Strange but that’s the reality of the society we breathe in! And we can't help it because we belong to a very closely knitted society! I have faced this many times: at school, at work everywhere! People are ready to judge you, to condemn you. At times, you feel like they are just in gaze of attacking you with criticism like a vulture and even if you don’t give them reasons, they have amazing abilities to find them! They can judge you (without your permission, mind it!) on the basis of your looks, your dressing sense, your way of walking, your way of talking, the kind of friends you have...

If you have read my previous posts, you would surely know how passionate I feel about this one word called "Friendship"! I believe, it is one of the most beautiful relationship on earth and you are lucky and blessed if you get a chance to say that "I have many best friends!"... And I am amongst those lucky ones!!! Yayyyyyy… <drumroll plzzzzz....> They say I am super emotional when it comes to my friends! Yes, I admit I am! I love all of them and I can do any damn thing to make them smile:) Here goes a small note to my gang: Cheers to: All the crap that we together love to do, The world would call us insane if they knew... All the shit that we love to talk, All the laughs that we can’t stop... All the gossip that we share, The fun we have together is so rare... All our stupid inside jokes, Feel bad for those about whom we mock... All the tears that we shed together, All the pain that we bear for each other... Its hard to de...