ReSurgence...

I remember a friend of mine handing me a sheet of paper with an amazing poem written on it..but then it wasn’t her conception..she had jotted down it for me in her beautiful handwriting jes becoz she felt tat would make me happy :) …a peck on the forhead from my papa at times early in the morning wen am still on bed brightens up my worst days :)…….. an unexpected “u vl do well” sms from sandu wen am tensed gives me a different kind of confidence I get from nower :) all these small things or rather concerns tat my loved ones show means the world to me….guess it’s the same for all out ther..isn’t? I believe life is actually enriching only by these small small ingredients..i strongly believe so….there are times wen we badly need a hug..a small word of encouragement..a smile….a touch….it doesn’t matter wer it comes from ..serioulsy it doesn’t ..can be someone whom u would have least expected..but trust me it does make a difference…

With some unexpected twists and turns in my life at the moment am at my moody best :p noting seem to work for me…noting peps me up…neither a song nor a good book….neither cooking nor a walk near the lake….life is dull at times…some grey shades along wit the colorful once….wer I am trying to introspect a bit as to wat is wrong…well I rarely do tat but wen I do, I myself hate those uneasiness tat builds around me….and still worse it stays on for few days…..am in a situation wer in I have noting much to do at the moment..but wait…pause a bit…so decided to let go…and here I am doing wat I love the most ..oh mine its been a while now…tis post of mine has noting much to convey….tis is jes for me…to get rid of those uneasiness around me…well am helping myself :) and yes there is someone who helped me to do tis ..”to help myself”…tis post is for tat being who keeps amazing me everytime….makes me believe tat this very moment is the only thing you have that is certain… so hold on to it, rather than getting lost in the blurred picture of the thing called ‘ future”…..who makes me believe tat angels do exist….who makes me believe tat the best things in life are always unexpected… for almost all the best things that came into my life were unexpected..so was she :)

tis post is jes for u sangichi :)

“We have what we seek, it is there all the time, and if we give it time, it will make itself known to us”

dooriyaan...

I loved this song from the lastest movie LOVE AAJ KAL….awesome lyrics and soothing to ur senses…few small pleasures in life almost for free..some soul stirring music…Its free its free its free….trust me the best things in life are always free…even he is... lol :) My twin bro…the best thing tat could have happened to me…

……..loads and loads of memories jes flash by writing this post now…going to school together, playing together, having almost the same set of friends, he cracking the most stupid jokes on earth and me laughing until my eyes waters, dancing exclusively for me wen am low with the most weirdest props, waking me up with Dev D emotional attyachaar songs (as alarm) during my exams, suprising me with some amazing gifts, remembering small little things ( he gifted me a pretty dress last birthday wit a green and white combo becoz I had told him som day tat I like the combination..well I had actually forgotten abt it), completing journals for me ( I have never ever done tat for him in his 4 yrs of engineering ), making me listen to songs tat must have come up recently and we fighting over it wether it would become a chartbuster!! He responding to each and every name tat I call him wit (well amma gets a bit amused by it ),planning and telling some white lies together (I had lost count how many times I must have called his TL at office to tell one..wer he actually writes down sentences for me as to wat to tell and I go byhearting them..only to goof it up and we end up fighting !!!), me cooking up something and he rating it ( he actually gets a bit annoyed wen I cook som of his favourites and I go distributing it to the kids in my wing….the cakes to be precise :)….wen he emotionally blackmails me to accompany him for a movie tat I may not be interested in ( he blackmails me saying tat he wont call me next time and tat he vl take ameya along :p)… wen I comb his hair and make many pony tails out of them ( he looks sooo cute )….

never thought I would miss him so badly…not tat I haven’t been away from him till now but then this time vl have to wait for long really long…a small void somewer wich I cant figure out…jes feel so lonely at times may be becoz I knw at the end of the day he wont be back at home..maybe becoz I knw he wont be around to bug me….to pull my leg on stupid things tat I do…oh god wen I pen this down I can feel his presence somehow….

i knw he is gone for good and tat he vl be back..i knw I can chat wit him every single day…I knw tat I cant stay wth him life long….i knw it wen my dear ones tell tat this is life and I vl have to adapt by…I knw..i knw it…but at times I jes need him, his presence…I miss waking him up in the morning, I miss opening the door wen he comes in late nite, I miss clearing around the mess tat he creates before he leaves for office, I miss fighting wit him……I miss………….it jes rolls down my cheeks unknowingly...........there Is truly nothing tat I can say to capture wat he means to me...... he is someone whom I love the most in this world :) :)
dooriyaan……
Kabhi hua yeh bhi
Khali Rahon pe bhi
Tu tha mere saath
Kabhi tujhe milke lauta
mera dil yeh khali khali haath……………..yeh dooriyaan...

Drizzless......

I love rains for more than one reasons...i used to wait for the first drizzles..the very first showers during my childhood days...come rains and the schools reopen..a blissfull new year..new raincoats...rainy shoes..new umbrellas [ yaa mom used to bring both raincoats and umbrellas for me and my twin bro becoz she insisted on wearing coats so tat we don’t get drenched in the rain and umbrellas becoz me and sandu used to not like wearing the raincoat caps..so umbrellas :) :)] jes the idea of getting wet gives me a different high...I want the feeling of it on my face....the drops falling on to ur face with the cool breeze at the back drop...oh mine...wat more to ask for...Growing up years wer all the more fun with friends, getting wet with mom...well we actually go for our evening walks minus our umbrellas :)...those lush greenery around....frogs hoping by ( well my complex is full of them...one sitting on another )...i enjoy all these to the core...

For me the best place in Mumbai to enjoy rains is Matunga..dont knw y I jes love the place from childhood wen we used to visit a famous temple ther... or rather wen I started understanding places..i feel its close to nature...i feel some kind of divine thing attached to it...and am in love with it all over again after my postgraduation at Ruia...tall trees spreading out their branches like a canopy on both sides of the roads...a calm atmosphere wich is a luxury in Mumbai now-a -days....jes love the place..a walk along those roads in a rainy atmosphere...jes go walking ...go on and on..endlessly..aimlessly :) :) jes letting the rains kiss u..letting the rains beat upon you with silver liquid drops...

This year rains wer all the more dramatic...making us wait for sometime...making us pray for it to arrive into our lifes...I guess waiting for something very badly to arrive tat we like the most has a special feel to it...a sweet pain of waiting for it to disembark in our lives...a slight pleasing uneasiness tat we cant get rid of ...tis year the rains wer all the more special for me...went through all these emotions all at once...those endless aimless walks wer all the more special this time... this time Clouds came floating into my life to add color to my sunset sky...looking back now I jes have a smile on my face... have loved the rains too dearly this time...this one is for tat special rain tat rained in my life... for those beautiful drizzles tat took me by surprise...the biggest surprise of my life tat I never expected :) :)...and I am treading onto my dreams beneath it...

Into each life some rain must fall...let the rains sing u a lullaby....

the "H" factor...

A project for my postgraduate course of six months have taught me so much in my life…wen I look back instead of all those not so good memories I prefer looking at the brighter side of it. The work required me to collect samples of women suffering from polycysts in their ovary wich makes them a bit too difficult to conceive… I used to see them coming and waiting endlessly for their reports..for a talk wit the doctor…for a proper clarification of things they might have never expected in their life…for a small HOPE tat all vl be fine at the end of the day….

The so called “ H” factor….HOPE…I feel our lifes revolve around it…. There is no medicine like hope, no incentive so great, and no tonic so powerful as expectation of something tomorrow…whatever be it we still have tat thing in us tat all vl be fine…tat at the end of the tunnel we vl see a ray of light...for me its the most significant fact of life... It provides me with a sense of destination and the energy to get started. Even those patients who used to come for their treatments I feel in the worst of the cases the patient's hopes are the physician's secret weapon. They are the hidden ingredients in any prescription. They say the problem is never bigger than a person…and tat there was never a night or a problem that could defeat sunrise or hope..i feel a sense of joy jes to see someone realize tat ther is hope…the vibrancy I see in their face satisfies me at times…its like a road..a road tat was never ther..but then wen many people walk on it the road comes into existence by itself…

Ther are times wen we feel dejected about some things in our life…wen we feel this is the worst tat could have happened…and tat is the time wen we jes need to hang on….hang on for the best is jes around the corner….and I feel tats wen miracles happen…

Tis post is for all my friends and some real close ones whom I feel is in need of a high dose of “H “ factor :) jes keep faith and keep hoping eventhough everything seems hopeless…..for life always gives u wat u want wen u least expect it to happen :) :)

P.S: tis post has a special dedication…dedicated to my twin bro :)

Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul - and sings the tunes without the words - and never stops at all