Simple and Profound- Written by Shubhasree, my sister

The angel with her wand was to grant a boon,
The little girl said she wanted to be the luckiest soon.

The angel replied “that entirely depends on u”,
Don’t u understand or should I give a clue?”

The little girl wailed and said the angel did betray,
For this, so long she had to sit n pray.

The angel stroked her head with a touch so kind,
So pure was the touch that made the little one realize pure love was hard to find.

She wiped her tears and said “show me the way”,
And was ready to accept what the angel had to say.

The lesson did begin,
It was a lesson to be passed on to every kith and kin.

To start your day with a smile,
Was the tool to give you strength to run 100 miles.

To forget the past and be in the present,
For your worries was an evident vent.

By the rules of love one should abide,
Is something we should never hide.

To appreciate the gift of living in home,
Wiped away the dread of being alone.

To have parents to take care and shower you with love each day,
Kept u strong and healthy in every way.

To have someone love you the way no one ever had,
Was the richest gown in which you could be clad.

To love and be loved was the key,
To make sure that you are happy and lucky.

With this the angel did disappear,
The little girl now had a happy tear.

She ran down the woods with a skip and a hop,
With giggle and laughter that no one could stop.

Yeh Dosti!!!!!

Jumping into the water when neither knows to swim,Fighting to conquer the sigle plate of steaming sambar -vada yet saving it carefully for teh other when you have "outsiders" to compete with,blowing and bursting 10 paise balloons together,whisking away from the janta to do some really cool stuff in which neither are pros,getting the other to smell your socks as cleanliness checks before you wear it .....so many of these in a line... Only happens in freindship!

I have often wondered how teh same behaviour is called as "taken for granted with a frown" when concerned with formal fellas in life and it is called "liberty with joy" in friendship.What is it that makes freinds click!It boils down to love after all.There is something in that companionship that you wish good for them yet take their trip when you are bugged.Just being yourself ,truly,madly and deeply is what makes freindship grow and grow.

I have a whole of them who I do call for "event" but I am lucky to have a special handful of them with whom I call for an "experience"! And thats what makes them special in my life!I do have a lot of gratitude for thsoe nice souls in my life but trust me theyr are even more fortunate to have me in theirs!!!

Ok, now dont expect too much emo outta this post! I have no clue why i wrote it...just felt lotta "belongingness" to those "i-ssspesal" few and felt like sending out big stars!
Just realised, Guess its the Pre-freindship day virus that attacked! Sob sob!!!!! For those crackos in my life- Stop feeling senti and send me gifts!! ;)

p.s: I havent mentioned about the fighting part!!! that will take up an entire domain space you see!

The Bride's Ride....

I was recently conferred the title of “Wife” amidst a huge applauding gathering in silk, jasmine and mustachio twirling . It was all a mixture of emotions then as I sat there on my dad’s lap popping my neck out for the thread I had long waited for. I clenched my fists real tight. Trust me my fingers would have fallen off if I hadn’t. I felt like an earthquake in my hands which was a seismic marvel of some 15.765 + for sure. Everything inside just shook. A wave swept from head to toe.It was a sense of blankness and fullness. Something like what he was to me. A state of nothing to everything.
All the family members crowded around. It was to happen at 10:05 sharp. Not a minute haywire. Excitement rolled as I felt a whiff of life in front of me. It was like an egg hatching-From its secure shell out to face life a totally new world .And then the priest gave the go ahead.I don’t know what happened in the next 60 seconds.I felt I had dissolved. Just dissolved into something…..

Something I later realized was called the union of souls in a marriage.

Phuff it was over and there I was his now.

That moment was a moment of multiple transitions at one shot.
........ At one shot, I was no longer Miss! Mrs you see.
........I was no longer a “young” girl. I was still 25 but now I was a “grown up”.
........It was funny when people around said “She is a family woman now”. I was like “Sorry? I thought my parents were part of my family too!!”
........I was suddenly supposed to be coy, quiet, head bent all the time (no it was eitherways bent due to the weight of the 8 kilos of garlands), Compulsarily!
........I was just not supposed to address the guy whom I had grown up with for a quarter of my life by name, when all I knew to call him was by his name and by other names of god’s creations from the animal planet!
........I graduated from being called “akka” to “auntie”.(grrr!)

Oh but I loved it! That feeling still stays fresh and comes alive everytime I think of it. It was a moment of complete surrender,one of persistence for the rest of the life..
Well, like they say…Be there to know it… It was a true ride from the head to the heart to the soul….
Ah... and yeah..thats the pic which says it all...

Heroes of the True kind....

My fingers tremble as I type this out.Tremble out of a mixed bag of emotions.Of emotion, of fear, of overwhelming joy,of something so powerful that I call affection.

I had to stay up late at work today to finish up some never ending work. It was almost 11 when I reached home.I stepped out of the Office cab.I closed the door with my usual smiles.Little did I know that the next 5 minutes were going to shake me up.I picked up my bag ,adjusted my dupatta to make sure it didnt sweep the road.It was a chilly day in Bangalore and I turned around from the vehicle.Home sweet home, I saw it about 10 houses away.My mom had left the portico light on.I knew she hadnt slept yet and was waiting at the window for me.I smiled at the thought of being taken care of.
I moved the first step.From nowhwere I suddenly heard a swoosh. Faster than lightning. Before I knew what was happening I saw it. I was being attacked by Bangalore's most dangerous- The street dogs. 2 dogs ran towards me from a packof them.I knew I was going to be helpless.I just stood there.I gripped the dupatta over my head and stood firm.Running was not an option.Before I knew it, i heard an entire pack of them coming.I had no choice.I stood still. In fear and prayer.

And then god appeared.2 other stray dogs who "belonged" to our street jumped in from no where and stood right in front of me to confront my "attackers".I stood still.This time in surprise.

Before I knew it, these 2 heroes growled the pack away. it was about a minute.I thought it was over and turned around again, when the villians came back.More ferocious this time.I didnt know where what to do.BY this time, my cab driver had seen some swift movements in his rear mirror as he drove away.He knew it was this. He jumped out and came forward to help. I just shouted at him to get back into the car. He could have been attacked too.Besides, it could just panic the dogs further.He couldnt hear. I just kept shouting , standing right there. He just stopped where he was. The villians were really close this time.Completely surrounding me.My heroes growled their loudest possibly, and actuallly jumped on the most ferocious dog of the lot.They fought and fought until the villians had got their message.I stood there...in gratitude.

The fight was one I have never seen before.After that my 2 heroes, growled into the air.It sounded like the victory shout I had seen in the Jungle book cartoon when I was a kid.By now, tears were rolling down.Now it was just me and my heroes on the road. I turned around and started walking.I walked with my head held high.On either side of me was my convoy.Each of the dogs walked one either side with me, till I reached my gate.Then they just walked back like saying "Dont worry , we are here". I came in and locked my gate. I stood there- overwhelmed with the love that was shown. It would have been a different story altogether if it was not for them.
And to tell you, I have not even for once fed those hero dogs or ever explicitly done them favors.All I would do is smile at them when I would see them once in a bluemoon...And I thought they never understood that smile of mine!
I came up and wrote this.Am sure they understood my gratitude too....

For the heroes that they had been to me, Damn! I wish they could sign my autograph book!

Those eyes which waited....

She sat there... The droplet got ready. It first gathered all its strength and welled up along the beachline called eyelid.Its mustered all its courage and became bigger.It grew and grew till the beachline could no longer hold it. It swelled up to its maximun and splat- pushed itself out.The beachline was too much to even hold that tiny drop.It rolled across those tender cheeks.Just rolled.She didnt lift a finger.Too much effort to even wipe it off.It just rolled till it hit the floor.It spread there as mighty as a drop could.She shut those eyes which all along had been waiting for something. Her life has told her just that.Words ceased to exist.Time stopped.That was ....

Chumma

One super song I pulled out from a super old collection.
Song: Pulveli Pulveli
Movie: Aasai (Tamil)
Music Director : Deva

Well , I havent really heard too many "hits" of this director but trust me this one is such a must hear. It has a fantastic rhythm. The talam to it is so perfect that you know for sure that the beat is in sync with your music drawing brain. (I know , that was way above understanability but this is the max i could do)
Its one of those songs that you can play with some real loud volume with ur headphones on and still doze off.Zero noise, some melody, some classical, some good guitaring...all in all a great combo.
When should you listen you ask??? Hmm..if you lisetn to it when you happy, then u shall feel like flying..If u sad, then this will bring in a smile in that pain, if you all hyper, this will calm you down, If you down and out, this will spark you up....Wonder how...but yeah thaz what it does to me!
oh yeah...Dont you miss the picturisation of this song.. I mean so full of freedom illai???
Thaz the video link below :

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UKBi8Pv-Y_I

There are times when things that you simply bump into can be life cahnging.I dont necessarily mean that your nose will turn, your roof will blow away, you will start climbing trees, you will give the hyaenas a run for its laugh and stuff out of the world like that.I am talking of that moment, that thought that will strike your head,give you a knock and say "Hey, wake up..This is you". That thought will remain as a companion for life reminding you of yourself. What more can be life changing??

One such thing I bumped into was this picture. As soon as I saw it, I knew it had kindled me enough to wite this. Well, its a point of view at the end of teh day but nevertheless know why it moved me.



1. This picture was taken during sunrise.One glance at it and you really dunno when it was taken, Sunrise or Sunset. It looks the same.No cut the logic of direction and stuff.
So am I.When I am challenged with moments in life, they look the same.They dont really indicate if its gonna be a sunset or a rise after that moment. So I'd rather look at it and say Wow, blindly assuming that the incident is a sunrise in my life!!

2. The sun here is just a ball enveloped by the blanket of darkness.Whats the point.Cant you the blanket struggling to hide the sun.So am I.Try what may, What I am cant be hidden for long.Good or bad!

3. The skies looked dark earlier.If it wasnt for the sunrise, the brilliant hues of it would have never been seen.So am I.If I dont awaken myself, how would I ever seen the hues of life around.

4. See that tweaking little lamp post.Its actually shying away.Looks kinda bent.So am I. My ego bends in front of the ultimate.What is a my small world in comparison to the ultimate!!

5. A lone tree stands there.Am sure there are a host of smaller ones.Why is only this seen.It adds that touch to the entire pic.Its more of a Camera angle I guess.The camera eye, just a view point.So am I.I could have a host of little things to look at in life.What I choose as a viewpoint can add that glitter touch to teh picture of life!

I know, this is kinda heavy! But I have been awed by this and yes woken up for sure.You may wonder why! I guess thaz why they say "Beauty lies in teh eyes of the beholder"!!

Not to forget, The photographer Rakesh(inset).Hats off buddy!