My trivial wish list – A long leisurely shower A shopping trip with great bargains A little bit of rain A day with no chores or work Regular electricity and water supply Batter time management A more efficient brain Ability to shut off from work once I close my lappie Ability to actually close my …
ज़िंदगी की गलियों में अकेले घूमते हम ज़ेहन में उठते सवालों का जवाब ढूंडते हम सँग चलते हैं इतनों के फिर भी तन्हा ही रेहते हम खुशी के पल आते हैं और चले जाते हैं फुलझडी सी रौशनी कर के दोबारा अंधेरा छोड जाते हैं कयूँ नही रोज़ रोज़ रहता वो खुशी वाला समाँ …
The one thing with thoughts is that if you don’t capture them when they appear, they get lost… often to not return, just like a moment in time that never comes back. So I had this thought that was weird, way too weird. I thought of a flower that has fallen from a tree… When …
Last evening, I saw a beautiful bunch of lilies… right beside the stairway to our house. There is a row of potted plants that we don’t really maintain… I dont know how the lily survived, but yesterday, there were about 6 beautiful, long stemmed ones there… ruby red, smiling in the light of the setting …
There is much work to be done, but my brain fails to process the information that is thrown at me. With much effort I get the brain to work, but my hands refuse to obey the orders it sends out… I feel like I am living in a zombie state – going from one activity …
After the burst of activity at the start of this year, I lapsed into non blogging again… well, big reasons too… life changing, not happy ones… having lived in a nuclear family far away from your entire extended family emotionally distances you from them… things such as marriages, births and deaths do not affect you …
Sometimes, your hand just itches to write…. There is a clouding of thoughts in your head and you don’t have a clear picture of what you wanna say… but the words, they just want to tumble out! This is probably going to be one of those posts… 🙂 Oh and in case anyone is wondering …
She was nervous and fidgety as she rode the escalator. What if he screamed, refused the interview and threw her out? Don’t be silly. He won’t recognize you. What if he did? He wouldn’t. Celebrity Reporter Dianne Cooper’s stylized self bore no resemblance to the disguised, teenaged DeeCee he had met. She had ascended …
There are realizations and then there are realizations. Here are some of mine – My yearly post count has been a multiple of 12 for the last 3 years. In 2006, it was 36, dropped to 24 in 2007 and then last year, all I managed was 12! Check out the sidebar and see …
Blogging used to be such an avid passtime of mine… I’d spend hours everyday reading blogs, commenting, chatting up with fellow bloggers and now, am in this phase where everything I have to say is at the tip of my tongue and doesn’t come out… wierd, huh? But that’s life I guess…. I have gone …