Mice Ice

When I was in 3rd standard, we used to have a lot of mice in our home. Situated amongst in many big houses,and,being itself huge and surrounded by lawns,entry of mice was, but expected.we used to buy 5-6 mouse traps and place them around the most visited corners.it was always a cause of celebration whenever any mouse got trapped.
My mother,who,is a very creative, novel and,yet,novice(wink) person,one fine day picked up my oil colors, brushes,color kit. Brimming with excitement she dipped the brush into white colour. Within the next 20 minutes, the mouse had a striped tail... some bluish, brownish, and, then shimmering white stripes.
Yeah, it does sound foolishly stupid, ranky, and irrational fun, but, we were in squeals. Some 10 mice later (who were all, mind you, ‘edited’), the craze had just begun to wear off. To show a fuller picture, the mice arely got released nearby our house. Striped or not, healthy or lean, ALL of them were taken to a far off place (within the city, though) for their freedom. You don’t want rodents back...
It was a Tuesday, the weekend had been sort of melodramatic with four mice released after modifications and beauty sessions. My friends and myself were sitting in the garden of our school, sun overhead, most of us done with lunch boxes. Kanika, a sincere friend, suddenly brought up the issue of mice. As all of us shared our troubles and sorrows related to the rodent family, she further added that her house was being haunted by totally new and hitherto unseen breed of mice... They seemed to be striped... On hindsight I recalled... Her place was far off from mine, though, ahem, within the city.

Then There was Another Pilagiarization ;)

My love is like an ocean

It goes down so deep

My love is like a rose

Whose beauty you want to keep.



My love is like a river

That will never end

My love is like a dove

With a beautiful message to send.



My love is like a song

That goes on and on forever

My love is like a prisoner

It's to you that I surrender.

THE COLLECTION?

You need a man, a man like me,
Together we will sail across the sea.

You need a man who doesn't run away in fright,
You need a man that will stay with you all night.

You need a man that will call you his queen,
You need a man strong enough to be king.

Cast off your so-called man, he knows not how to treat you right,
Cast off your so-called man, he's a baited hook you shouldn't bite.

I'm your man, your knight in shining armor,
I'm your man, who will treat you with honor.

You need a man that will make you heart sing,
You need a man whose name doesn't make your ears ring.

Summer is short, winter is long,
But all year you make my heart throng.

Others have sipped of your sweet nectar,
Only I though can be your protector.

When you get bored, remember me,
One call from you and I will surrender to thee.

My heart is my biggest prize,
I melt when I look into your eyes.

Give me a chance and you won't believe,
How good I can actually be.

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Love is like a lump of gold,
Hard to get, and hard to hold.
Of all the girls I've ever met,
You're the one I can't forget.
I do believe that God above,
Created you for me to love.
He chose you from all the rest,
Because he knew I would love you best.

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I lead a full life,
But my life is empty without someone to share it with.

I have no one to console with,
I have no one to be with,
I have no one to hold.

I have no reason to continue,
I have no smile to come to,
I have no love.

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Pee-Lai-Gia-Rized

You are my poison,
You are my sweet.
You are a toxin,
You are good enough, too.
You have gutted my heart,
You have filled it too.
And when we're apart,
I miss you.

Give me your best,
Give me the worst.
Give me all of you,
To quench my thirst.

Saaya ... Dragonfly!

Dragonfly
I saw this movie much against the immediate circumstances: Then since am much into supernatural events and enjoy watching such movies; Taking to ‘DragonFly’ was, but, natural. The protagonist seems justified in her desire to serve flood victims. However, the husband finds it impractical. The sweet lady, after all should be caring for her foetus... She’s pregnant.
They see each other for the last time when she decide to go anyhow, and ends up getting stuck in a flood prone (Oh, should mention the Hindi replica “saaya” of this movie) – Both are good! Area.
The fun part begins when the hero spots signs and indication of her presence... Unthreatening yet desperate~~
He shows the concern to widow next door (Who, to be coldly judgemental, makes for a sexy-wiling-young woman in the Hindi flick, but, some zombie type of elderly lady in the flick being Reviewed).
Enjoyment is embedded in some scenes of the paediatrics ward and some wishy-wooshy stories narrated by the hospital staff, minors admitted, and, the ex employee nurse nun: though sounds ‘filmy’ (pun intended), most of the shots are reality-encompassing and palatable since direction is VERY sincere (Though I can’t, again, hide the stubborn melodrama inserted into the Hindi version...
Take time to watch since the juicy meaty stuff doesn’t show early on.
Pls see

OLD~- GOLD

Old Age...
It was my first year, ‘Lady Sri Ram’ BA in Psychology... and Boy was I happy. My deep seated interest, perhaps for the comfort scene that it symbolizes, was to get hired at an old age home as a counsellor. Though now it makes me think... Is there an automatic presumption here that senior citizens need support? Let’s see...
The first teacher I truly humbly loved at LSR was Parul ma’am. Take me back someone! (*sniffs loud*)...she took General Psychology and introduced me to the term – Gerontology. Studies about old people.
I didn’t explore any further, not because seemingly I lost interest(?)... But because the fast turmoil that finding direction can sometimes become... simply sticking to syllabus and day-to-day work was accomplishment enough. As a psychology graduate 6 years later, my agenda here indeed, is to just dedicate an article to heavenly ideas that my mother sometimes devise!
She takes it that since the real work of parents finishes when the kids take smilingly to their OWN lives, anything that comes n the way of settling couples and parents needs to be tackled. No(!), PLEASE don’t just presume that she is being All-super good since her idea seems to reflect the Western world’s “I’d rather be own my own” stuff, mostly judged as ‘attitude’ or ‘individualistic’ arenas. Ahem.
So what exactly should this refer? This is to convey that should any sincere newly wed couple, so to say the ‘newer generation’, seek to devote finer energy support to career and family (considering the hurdles even these seem to have become!), sitting and showing the positive side of shifting to an old age home might serve the purpose in less ‘inhumane’ fashion as depicted in most bollywood and even real-indian scene. This doesn’t undermine the sacred scene of joint families, the fun of seeing one’s grandkids everyday, and the simple availability of everyday elderly nick picks-cum-suggestions-cum-guidance... this is to highlight that some parents INDEED would prefer having their own-like company, sharing black-and-white screen days, making efforts to stay active (which could get overshadowed by fast urban life often seen as ‘better’), making an assumption that their kids are indeed comfortably set into their schedules and serving nation and community as offshoots of their sincere hardwork.
Thanks everyone for taking time to read the undeveloped nestling hovering idea... Since the ‘empty nest syndrome’ seems to have been chirped about way too often- to see the other side of coin. Thanks!

p.s. i love you... Extempore ;)

I happen to be a person who RARELY dislikes a movie. This however, is just as long as nothing better to be done is at hand. Seriously speaking, be it sunset or sunrise, am addicted to ‘doing nothing’.
SO!!!
p.s. I love you was suggested, sent and mostly talked about by a sweet cousin and the friends I have tamed (wink) over the last two years. Though very particular about keeping myself afr-eshed in case of ever B(h)ollywood flick, me went stale with this one. That being done, my feedback:
Sniff. Sniffy sniff. That’s the sentimental aspect. Sugary marmalacious—lustful lumpsome... Makes your heart weep, makes the eyes watery. OMG – Anyone who dislikes this movie should get himself/herself cross examined. Oh-alright, me is bing too melodramatic, but then half the praising seems to be (also) engraved through EVERY person who saw this movie. Upon that, I was being repeatedly requested cum ordered to watch it.
Ummmm. Letters that arrive after demise of the writer.
Fishy.
He steals every girl’s heart. He seems to be around when he is not. That’s Jerry. But, make that totally ‘as portrayed by girls’. In reality, he might just be any other guy... Personally, me didn’t find him too sexy or like-able... Funny and considerate – Yes.
Speaking of the heroine... The charm would have missed without her two silly spooky friends... Throughout...
The theme, direction, naturality and totality is fun... Must watch must watch!
YEAH I KNOW IT’S ONE IDIOTIC REVIEW. COULDN’T DO BETTER!

Women Empowerment

WOMEN EMPOWERMENT
When I was told the Presentation had to be on ‘Women Empowerment’, my first thought was “Shit”. I apologize for the language, but, since the topic has been so often spoken about, mentioned in debates, and discussed over feminist classes, that my interest began to shudder.
It implies that it doesn’t excite me much, speaking about women upliftment, empowerment, feminism and the like. However, the decision to talk on this topic also emerged from within me. Should I wonder ‘why’?
Maybe yes, maybe no. The biggest and all encompassing term ‘Feminism’ has been subjected to much discussion. Having studied in a feminist institution myself, I can’t help, but, make myself aware of the facts. So, what is feminism, the buzz word?
[Invites answers]
To simplify, Feminism is EQUAL RIGHTS IN EVERY SPHERE OF LIFE. This doesn’t really pertain to just women. Just actions for both sexes is the main aim of feminism. That women have been the victimized section, apart from certain exceptions, can’t be denied. But, this same harping, and misuse of extra concern by women is sensibly noted by men. Sex not being an agenda of feminism, RIGHTS are more like it. Individual rights. Human rights.
Feminists—that is, persons practicing feminism—can be persons of either sex.
Women today shine alike their male counterpart is a cliché. That 21st century girl has dreams as lofty as skies, can’t be skipped. So what is the catch?
1. Of the 1.3 billion people who live in absolute poverty around the globe, 70 percent are women. For these women, poverty doesn’t just mean scarcity and want. It means rights denied, opportunities curtailed and voices silenced.
1. Women are paid way less than their male counterparts, for same and equal work.
2. Throughout world, women hold only 7% of the property.
3. Certain cultures in third world states consider women as cattle – to be kept, fed, and used to profit building.
4. Women work two-thirds of the world’s working hours, according to the United Nations Millennium Campaign to halve world poverty by the year 2015. The overwhelming majority of the labor that sustains life – growing food, cooking, raising children, caring for the elderly, maintaining a house, hauling water – is done by women, and universally this work is accorded low status and no pay. The ceaseless cycle of labor rarely shows up in economic analyses of a society’s production and value.
5. Women earn only 10 percent of the world’s income.

In India, an NGO project working
with adolescent girls noted that
“they are often seen only as temporary
people who will cease to be – at least for
the father – once they have disappeared
inside a marriage.”

MEASURES:
Instead of just holding presentations and awareness camps, for populations that don’t need it; let the pitfalls of female foeticide reach nooks and corners of rural India.
Provide women with safe environment.
Reservations are just a baby step, empowering women needs psychological upliftment, a vision for themselves, and some perks like safe zones.
Ending all sorts of discrimination, oppression, and encouraging education should be the key ideas.
Conveying to the hard core patriarchical society that baby’s sex is not in the hands of mother.

Psychology of Women
Women and politics
Eve teasing
Datin issues
Safety ~

Love Quotes

"One word frees us of all the weight and pain of life: That word is love." - Sophocles - ancient Greek playwright (dramatist)

"We love because it's the only true adventure." - Nikki Giovanni - Grammy-nominated American poet, activist and author

"Love is like quicksilver in the hand. Leave the fingers open and it stays. Clutch it, and it darts away." - Dorothy Parker - American writer and poet

"Love stretches your heart and makes you big inside." - Margaret Walker - an African-American poet

"Love has no awareness of merit or demerit; it has no scale... Love loves; this is its nature." - Howard Thurman - author, philosopher, theologian, educator and civil rights leader

"Love is the irresistible desire to be irresistibly desired." - Mark Twain - American humorist, satirist, lecturer and writer.

"To love is to receive a glimpse of heaven." - Karen Sunde - playwright and screenwriter

"Love doesn't make the world go round, love is what makes the ride worthwhile." - Elizabeth Browning - poets of the Victorian era.

I love being married. It's so great to find one special person you want to annoy for the rest of your life." - Rita Rudner - renown comic, Rita Rudner

"To laugh often and love much... to appreciate beauty, to find the best in others, to give one's self... this is to have succeeded." - Ralph Waldo Emerson - American essayist, philosopher, poet, and leader of the Transcendentalist movement

"We cannot really love anybody without whom we never laugh." - Alice Reppler Be happy and laugh, and THEN let yourself get in love. a content person is more true in love than the one who finds content through love.

Never lose heart. "For every love there is a heart somewhere to receive it." - Ivan Panin - who achieved fame for claiming that the text of the Hebrew and Greek Bible contained numeric patterns

We can only learn to love by loving." - Iris Murdoch - Dublin-born writer and philosopher

"Once in a while, right in the middle of an ordinary life, love gives us a fairy tale." - anonymous

Can be like an adventure; don’t be scared of it. “Till I loved I never lived—enough." - Emily Dickenson – renowned writer

Love represents a range of human emotions and experiences related to the senses of affection and sexual attraction.[1] The word love can refer to a variety of different feelings, states, and attitudes, ranging from generic pleasure to intense interpersonal attraction. This diversity of meanings, combined with the complexity of the feelings involved, makes love unusually difficult to consistently define, even compared to other emotional states.

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Treat 'em norm

Treat them normally

“I sat like a statue, without a clue to how I should behave”, my friend told me. She was sharing her dilemma of feeling perplexed whenever confronted with a disabled person. Travelling by bus, she had spotted a blind man standing due to unavailability of seats. “I didn’t know whether to offer him my seat or not. I felt that anything I would do could hurt his sentiments”.

For me, a physically challenged person myself, this came as a surprise. Putting myself in that man’s shoes, I knew for sure that I wouldn’t have felt as vulnerable and easily hurt as imagined by my friend! So, after giving her a satisfactory reply, I pondered over this ‘dilemma’ faced by perhaps many others as well.

Firstly, is the dilemma a ‘dilemma’ at all? I don’t think so. We err when we sideline PWDs (People With Disabilities) as ‘them’. They are ‘one of us’. Each human being is different, and so are his/her needs. Hence, a disabled person is just differently-abled. The way you modify your behaviour when switching from an extrovert companion to an introvert, just be considerate when it comes to people with disabilities, not confused.


* See PWDs as wholesome individuals, not someone ‘born-to-be-helped’.
* Don’t be too scared to ask about the disability. They’d rather talk about it than let you have any misconceptions. At the same time, don’t bombard them with your curiosity.
* In case of kids, talk to them directly, not through their attendants/parents.
* If it’s a complaining PWD, just lend a patient ear and offer practical suggestions. Don’t feel inadequate at not being able to help.
* If it’s a smiling PWD, smile back. Don’t feel amazed. Happiness is a state of mind, not circumstantial.
* Don’t start rattling about a particular person who has a similar problem, or a miracle cure, or your heartfelt understanding of how difficult it must be.


Life is both roses and thorns, be it for anyone. Learning to live with the similarities and differences among people is important. Appreciating the same is an art. If ABC is happy enjoying the fragrance of a rose without having seen it, life doesn’t become less beautiful. But, since s/he might notice the sound of wind hitting against its petals, too, his/her life does become differently beautiful, yet equally enjoyable.

Play way matters

Playway Matters for Your Child
No mother will deny; having a baby is one of the most beautiful experiences. Watching him grow and develop is another. For a child, first experience of the external world is mother herself. Next come the father, the family and home. School exposes him to the world outside home, whereby his first socialization ensues, first formal lessons happen and first interests take form. Moving straight from home to school can prove traumatizing for the child, if not prepared for. This is where playway schools come in - to bridge the gap.
Colourful, cozy and comfortable – that is how an ideal playway school should be spelled out, for it’s the first time that the child will stay away from parents. Unless he enjoys this experience, full-time school will become all the more difficult. Here are few of the things a child experiences in a playway for ‘the first time’:
1. Become a part of a formal set-up and exhibit some sort of regularity, but without strict discipline.
2. Interact with his own-age people and spend time with them, instead of just the parents.
3. Become better aware of his needs, instead of having mother take care of everything.
4. Learn to appreciate others, have his talents noticed, and develop self-confidence.
5. Learn to ‘learn’, by way of games, activities and fun books.
Preparing for Playway
Even for playway, the child needs to get prepared beforehand, more by technique than by words. Says Madhuri, mother of three, “I prepared my kids for playway by taking them for visits to the intended playschool twice, before they joined it formally. Also, I made them meet children elder to them by two or three years; they talked about playschool in very upbeat manner. This exercise helped present the idea of playway as ‘fun’ rather than ‘compulsion’.
The growth of a child up to the age of six years is phenomenal. In the earlier years, learning happens largely through sensory perception. Every event contributes towards his future behaviour patterns. Motor and coordination skills build up accordingly. A child has a very "absorbent mind", registering and learning constantly. Hence, the emphasis should be on teaching by example instead of words.
Selection Guidelines
Selecting an appropriate playway school is a demanding job. Don’t go just by the reputation; see if the place meets your child’s needs. Here are some of the desired features:
1. Bright, colourful and cheerful atmosphere.
2. Big, open and well-lit rooms.
3. Friendly, smiling and confident teachers.
4. Low teacher-student ratio.
5. Safety, in terms of no risky objects like glassware, sharp pointed things or unprotected balconies.
6. Lot of games and activities to keep children busy and provide with variety.
7. Suitable equipment
8. Sufficient first-aid provision and medical care.
9. Well-behaved and affectionate maids.
Priya, an architecture scholar, highlights the importance of architectural features like low furniture, more of curvaceous shapes as they promote a sense of belongingness, no sharp edges, and a small space allocated to each child as his own domain.
Ideal Teachers
Teachers greatly contribute to a child’s development. That is how everyone has vivid recollections of one’s primary school teachers. So, meet them personally and see if they reflect a genuine interest in children. At playway level, energetic and encouraging teachers are the ideal ones. They should be sensitive to the child, the way he learns, his natural talents and intelligence, the preferred learning style and the kind of pressures that seem to be subtly destructive of the child's essential well being. However, don’t be tempted to interfere in whatever the teachers do; dealing with a bigger number of children, these teachers know how to balance toughness with gentleness in a practical manner.
Role of Playway School
Ms. Sangeet Growar, principal of Eurokidz, an upcoming playway school, emphasizes that playway schools facilitate the child’s journey from home to school. At home, a child gets undivided attention. Hence, suddenly going to a regular school, where teachers manage big classes along with the coursework, and have no time for individual tantrums, can be shocking for the child. A playschool acts as a mediator by ensuring enough personalized care towards each kid, and, at the same time, making him understand the value of letting others have their share.
Says Ms. Sangeet, “The child begins by attending playway classes for only one hour per day so that s/he gets acquainted with the atmosphere. If a need is felt, we allow the parent to stay with the child in these classes. Slowly, as the kid feels more comfortable, the class hours are increased, and the parent asked to leave. Afterall, the first aim of playway is to make the child comfortable with the absence of parents. “
She further adds that playway experience teaches the kid how to learn by way of doing i.e. at this early age itself he begins to have a practical approach and develop a result-oriented personality. Under recognized boards, nursery standard coursework is too vast to allow any time for this.
The function of a playway school is to provide various experiences - sensorial, language, musical, pattern recognition, numbers etc. and let the child learn without compulsion and with minimum of force. Materials and opportunities are provided, through which children develop their perception and skills. It helps them acquire a basic sense of order, rhythm and boundaries through simple rules of work and play.
Following are some of the additional features that help translate these principles into practice:
• Methods which focus on interaction, expression and learning through play and fun.
• Singing and dancing activities
• Arts and crafts integrated with basic language and number-work learning.
• Workshops for parents on parenting, life skills building, foundation for responsibility, emotional intelligence, creativity, developmental stages of the child, learning styles etc.
Montessori Method
Playway schools are increasingly adopting ‘Montessori teaching method’. It emphasizes the uniqueness of each child in the way he develops and thinks, learns and acts. It recognizes that they aren't just "adults in small bodies" who can be mechanically fed with information; they are individuals with unique needs, strengths and weaknesses. Hence the general methods of reward & punishment, and quantitative analysis of performance is getting replaced by qualitative analysis and grade system. Montessori believes that children learn at different rates. Deficiencies in one area are treated as points to work on, not as failures.
We need to realize that academic rigour is not the same as intellectual rigour. Academic rigour requires ability to do tests and other school exercises well, following instructions correctly, conform to procedures and behaviour as per set standards etc; In contrast, intellectual rigour refers to qualities of the mind, its search not only for knowledge but of ways of living with wisdom, concern for seeking and solving problems and so on. The latter form of learning begins at home, gets nourished in the playway school, and is sustained through school years. The former type of learning gets taken care of by itself, as the child matures.
Aarti shares, “I was very scared of sending my shy little Poonam to playway. But as time passed, her inhibitions fell off and she intermingled with her classmates. I feel that this gave her self-confidence. Now I am not so scared of getting her admitted to a regular school. She’ll do well.”
An ideal playway school should be able to make all parents say the same.

Stress simplified

Stress simplified
Am sincerely motivated to work on an article on Stress. Not because it’s the ‘In-Topic’, but doing away (or, at least, coping with it) is of the essential tasks for any present day person. From a lay person in Govt. Job to the chic sleek fashion designer; from a rapper to the dean of an institution, every individual speaks of being stressed... Which, by all means, isn’t untruthful. Stress is the mental, physical and emotional reactions you experience as a result of demands of your life. You must have experienced stress at one time or another whether you know its technical definition and types or not...!
Eustress is the ‘good stress’, so to speak. E.g. the tension pangs felt before marriage, or, the one when ABC has to appear for his/her first interview. Distress, as the words shows, is ‘bad’ type of tress. The fetesthat’s surrounded by smoke in mother’s stomach (metaphorically), the first public speech by a scared and totally unrelishing person, the culprit sitting hungry is a jail...
Ofcourse, the variation is (muchly) dependent on individual likelihoods, too. Life, as it is, is filled with stressors... From weather changes to one’s physical well-being. However when our means of coping, or flight/fight response (which I’ll come back to in a minute), begin to fall short of the amount o stress or the effect of stressor(s), it should be given due attention. Stressors seem to have cyclic distressing quality – as the resources get replenished, one’s physical/emotional/mental state is inevitably affected, thus perpetuating rising levels of stress.
Coming to the flight/fight response, every individuals’ capacities and resources play a HUGE role in this stress-coping-philosophy. If the stressor is perceived as TOO threatening, and evidently dangerous, the usual response is to escape/avoid it. E.g. a skinny human facd with a drooling lion.
On the other hand, if stressor appears to be beatable, most of us would rather stay and fight it. E.g. Monotony, can easily be tackled by strolling (provided the person in concern finds it pleasurable!)
Crude example, but since it’s applicable: Quoted!
Before talking about some general strategies to avoid distress, let’s look into the research and stages involved in the realm.
Hebb simplified the notion of stress for an unconcerned person:
Like an inverted U shaped graph should show, too-less stress is ineffective in providing appropriate results. Think of it as minimal motivation!
Mediocre level, or just-the-right-amount is considered best since output is always better and/or more than input. Excessive stress, again, unfailingly, spoils the broth (to steal the saying;)
Stages:-
Alarm reaction: Noticing and schematic perception of the stressor.
Resistance: Continuous presence of stressor is registered and tackled with by the body (in whatever manner!)
Exhaustion: Coping/resisting fades out, and the person would (mostly!) need to face some adverse consequences.
Coping with stress--- Perhaps the MOST sought after and required section of the article: Styles of coping, again, are very individual oriented. The same activity could be stressful for one and soothing for another. The trick is to listen to your body, heart, brain and mind (Tough one, yeah!). Also, as a general rule, going too against natural sequence(s) and signals stresses our mechanisms. Imagery, watching television or playing online games is quintessentially relaxing; however, considering that excess of everything is bad, the hours spent on such activities, if huge, do damage eyes, brain and hands (the posture of body being another story altogether!). Taking a walk, listening to music, being social and just smiling re the universally accepted soothers, which again, in the 21st century aren’t always looked at similarly.
Cutting short the last passage, with a hopefully correct assumption that sooner or later EVERYONE does find the individual peculiarities and patterns, just a VERY important idea:
Sometimes, unknowingly, we judge our stressor(s) as destressors. Sports, though relaxing, if overdone could backlash hugely—I do not mean to convey/say that hard work and determination do not always pay. They do! But staying under guidance, be it ANY venture, should reduce the chances of distress building up. Teens with anaemia, or very family-burdened young males... Overwhelming examples of stressed out people exist in the society, not to think about all the hormonal issues faced by slum kids, or the evidently young age for puberty of the fairer sex! The malnourished rural masses, and the education-deprived babies...
Lets also remember the human body should be treated as a palace...
A fragile one, where, unless the organs and nerves, the hormones and veins... And the blood and water isn’t appropriate... soon even the conscience might lose faith(!). Take care! Cheers 

Poetry Galore... Sore

Like a dream I go on
Undeterred, un-beknown.
Like souls after darkness falls
Like a lace, on a bloom forlorn
Like me- Like you
Filthy flimsy-ly
Like joy, win moon
Deeply toying
With a prophecy.
Once again it was
Date.
Except that the year had changed
By two digits...
He looked up
And saw.
A lady so pretty
Peaches all raw.
“Jacob”, called his friends
He turned.
Food all around
Christmas all tight.
Like a flickering light she was there
And the next moment
Gone.
He searched the spot
The bag was still there,
Though peaches all gone.
The music all played
People all gay.
He stirred his soup
Deciding not to stay.
Excuses galore
He made to the door,
Stepping outside
Took in air all pure.
Softly smiling, sidewalks unexplored
She looked up, she was still there
Had stepped out, rhythmic shore.

Laughter abound...
Joy so sound;
I hear the drops...
Platter platter.
Clouds all around...
Black magic profound;
I hear the shrieks...
Batter batter.
A smug shrug...
It’s Just a bug;
Laugh it off...
But don’t scoff.
Like a breeze I flutter
Hence and Forth
Twitter twitter
Am I a butterfly...?
Am I a bird?
Not that it matters
A puzzle I behold.
A drowned wish here
A star out there.
‘Meelon ke faasle’
Yet it’s ALL somewhere (?)
Would you,
Would we?
Ofcourse yes
We will.
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Like the tides of an ocean
You rise and fall.
Touching the Zenith,
Then drooping low.
I wonder aloud...
Is that’s the fault?
Life was like a song,
And then came this moment
Like a whooping gush,
Everything went by.
Hold me, console me,
Or I might just die
Alternatively let me go...
At least I’ll be able to
GIVE IT A TRY.
It’s all coming back,
It’s all too repetitive.
How far will it go?
For once, I’m contemplative.
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My smiles are less than before
Why am I less so?
My persona has changed over lot
It’s not what I want.
I look up, O Heavenly Father
I kneel before you, Mary Mother.
Grant me the freedom
Liberate me
Make it all peaceful
Joyous me.
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Dandelions
On the pavement;
Alone, a lore
Windy
And sunny;
Looks all milky.
Flap flap flap,
No road blocks on my way.
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Like walking in a memory lane
Trees shedding golden leaves.
I look ahead.
(Am) beginning to dream.
Now That:
However, forever
However, for a dawn.
It’s a game
All tamed.
Soon to be
Through the pain.

I wish I could give myself
All memories lost.
I wish I were untold
If that’s what.
I wish I were untold
If that’s what.
I wish I had a garden to myself
Flowers all... Unlocked.
If only if only
Never only.
If only once only
Glory
Wholly.
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Dil ek humara bhi hai,
Khushiyon se naata bhi hai
Shaayad khud se hi nibhta nahin
Bhool paana ab khud mein ek naata hai.
Zindagi atak si gayee hai
‘Kehne ke dhang’ pe.
Kuchch atak sa jaata hai,
Kahein na agar hum
‘Sambhal ke’.
Bhool jaane do ab
Kiye huey jatnon ko.
Dete hain hum apna vyaktitva
Ab aane waala sangharsh ko...
Poochna mat, mat jataana
Par lene do,
Mera keemti aashiyaana.
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Yoon dil mein basey ho aap sab, ki kya bataayein
Gar shabdon mein bhandhney ki koshish karein;
To kahin dokha na kha jaayein.
Nursery se lekar 12th tak
Chaaha bhi aapko, sataaya bhi aapko.
Ik pal mein sab chorhkar
Hum kaise chaley jaayein?
Woh chhoti chhoti baatein, woh lambi lambi daantein
Woh chotemote jhagre, woh karaarey karaarey chantey
Woh stage par aakar nervous hona
Woh chori chupe cheating karna.
Mat poochna humse ki school life kaisi thi
Mat poochna humse ki school life kaisi thi
14 saal maano 14 janmon ki kahaani thi.
Hum jo hain aapne banaaya hai
Zindagi se muhabbat karna sikhaaya hai.
Yeh Hall humara, woh ground humara
Yeh stage humara, yeh mike humara
Classroom humara, pyaara staff humara
Jeeta rahe sada... Convent humara.
Bharha charha kke nahin keh rahe,
Sach mein yeh sab feel kiya hai,
Zindagi ke har pal ko yaahaan,
Humsabne bharpoor jeeya hai.
Mere doston main tumse kya kahoon -2
Shukriya boloon to saara maza kharaab na kar doon.
Har awaaz yaad rahegi, har muskaan yaad rahegi
Humari shararatein humein, hamesha hansati rahengi.
Yoon peecha na chhorenge hum aapka; hum yahin rahenge,
Aapki muskuraahat ke through har naye batch ko,
Hum ‘welcome’ kahenge.
Yaahan par students aate rahenge, yaahan ki yaadein le jaate rahenge -2
Aur shaayad thorhi si yaadein
De jaate bhi rahenge?
You can wait till eternity
Or take that step...
That’ll make or break.
Make it will,
If you let
Break it will
If you forget!
Sometimes it’s okay
To get flowed
To be
To not know.
What makes me wonder is
How to?
‘Let-Go’ when you
Come to know—
It was never meant to be.

The music of my soul
Is my own,
You can’t steal it.
My dreams, however galore,
Are my own,
They’ll reverberate in me.
“You are on your own”
Most of us –
A ‘One man show’.
Through the tide
Through the snow.
In the end I’ll make it
Finally
Once more.
Sometimes
It’s okay to get flowed
To be
To not know
What makes me
Wonder
Is how to ‘Let – Go’ – When you
Come to know-
It was never meant to be.


Laughter abound
When the waves falter,
I often wonder,
Light (the moon)...
I stay back;
Mocks abound.
I move ahead.
Pain kills me
Profound.
A heart screaming out to Heavens
Give me HIM.
Give me a life.
A Happy one, please.
A Husband taking care
Me giving more than love.
A humble bee
A smile so warm.
Like a fish I leap
How long...?
Give me love
I beg.
I’ll help
For me and you.
Come hold
It’s us, no more.
Simple feelings
Lasting Joy.
Aflame
Aglow.
I love you.
An always
I’ll heal
As always.

In the corridors of LSR
I walk by...
By ladies who know themselves;
Or, at least, who TRY.
I think of the days gone
Of the ideas born...
And revel in the joy
That has always shone.
The joy of learning
While contemplating...
A joy so fulfilling,
Like friends embracing.
And the next moment I realize
That I shouldn’t get lost...
For it’s essential to retain yourself,
Despite the crowd being vast.
Know what you want
Know what you don’t.
And start exploring...
The opportunities galore.
Among trees, on the grass...
Like long relaxing leisurely walks.
Be open, be versatile...
LSR, then, surely ROCKS!

“Should I have been trickier?”
My heart says.
“I want it back”
It weeps.
I crave
As if in daze.
Seems I went wrong somewhere...
But
Was it my fault?
A life unlived
My dream shattered
Yet again, what I have
Are all pieces of glass broken.

Did I bring it upon myself
Or was it inevitable?
Give me someone...
Just a ray of hope
Give me someone...
Just that scope
I bring myself on to it
And the rest, then,
Grows.

Campus Rumpus!

Ours was a group of three girls doing MA in Punjabi University of Patiala and staying in a hostel. We were the best of pals, but always short on money. Tina and myself were quite simple, but Ashu was vivacious and a hyper- flirt. looks and an open attitude added to her charms and there was always a string of boys dying to talk to her.



Though Tina and my self often reprimanded her for all her notorious activities, she just couldn’t change. One night we gave her a ‘real good grandma’ lecture and threatened to boycott her unless she changed her ways. She somehow seemed to realize the gravity of the matter and said:



“However hard I might try, I just can never stop myself. After all, my basic nature can’t be changed!”



So, we both thought hard till we reached a solution for our dear bubbly Ashu. Every weekend she used to go to her home. We told her that the next time she returned from there, she must announce that she had been engaged!! That way, all those boys would automatically learn to maintain a proper distance!! Nobody had ever rung up at her home, so the risk was worth taking. Ashu liked the idea, loved it and, in fact, next Sunday itself she wore a brand new ring and I had to congratulate her for her ‘engagement’ in front of some seniors.



Word spread around like fire. It was serving the desired purpose as well. Our arts department demanded a ‘treat’. This was going to be expensive!! Ashu succeeded in cajoling Tina and me to help her pay for it. How we saw our colleagues eating samosas and pakoras and rasgullas and gulping down Coke in the canteen while we felt our pockets going empty!!!! She had always been a famous girl in the university and this sudden news had everyone open their eyes wide in amazement!! To begin with, we didn’t really mind all this business; but soon it started getting to our nerves. Ashu, too, was tired of behaving like miss sober……we decided maybe it was better to pull the curtains. It wasn’t April, or we could have said that we had been making a fool of them. Well, this problem solved itself for us.



Next weekend when Ashu returned from her home, she looked buoyant and there was a spring in her walk. Her parents had given her a surprise by getting her engaged to her all-time crush and childhood best buddy.

Peace

Mr. X lives life king style. Owns a Mercedes, a cool bungalow, a fat-packet MNC job….and heaps of matrimonial proposals. You can find him at the disco every night and self-composed by every sight. But just hold on, do you think he really is all that peaceful and happy inside?



No, he is not.



Peace, the naturally desired objective, gains substance more from its lack than from its presence. It maybe unfortunately so but the intense need and the benefits thereof cannot be overemphasized. Peace is desirable generally at 3 levels –one. The peace of mind. Two. The peace in the day-to-day work atmosphere. And three. The world peace at large. All the 3 segments maybe intricately woven together but their individual requirement is also of paramount importance.



We students wake up in the morning, prepare for the school, come back from school, attend tuitions, watch tv, eat and sleep. And throughout, we keep wondering where will we finally end up?! This implies we don’t have a single peaceful second in 24 hours. Oh! What a pathetic situation. That’s what we all think, don’t we? But last night I read that peace is just a matter of attitude. And attitude is something we can develop. So, lets see how its possible.



Let us first consider the peace of mind. Who could ignore it, who could underestimate it and who could deny the need of it? Or else at one’s own peril. Needless to say that unless one is at peace with himself, he cannot find it elsewhere. The inner peace alone defines the halo around a person and the glow on his face. I am not talking about the fair and lovely glow! But from where do we derive it? The virtues generating inner peace could be counted as efficiency, tolerance and optimism.



As it is, an inefficient person can try to find peace only at the not-so-known places. On the other hand an efficient person enjoys his work and also enjoys gaining more efficiency. Eg, Rahul is an efficient pizza boy and Ramesh, a clumsy lousy chap. Rahul will deliver a lot more pizzas than Ramesh, radiate a lot more positive energy and look satisfied. Whereas Ramesh will keep on struggling with any new equipment that the restaurant will offer. He’ll look forever agitated and forever irritated. This is how lack of efficiency creates difficulties both for the doer and the getter. And hence the loss of calm. So the first lesson is- be proficient in whatever you do.





Next. Tolerance. Tolerance contributes towards inner peace in no small measure. The cause and effect relationship between tolerance and peace of mind is the easiest thing to comprehend. Anger, which is just one ‘D’ short of danger is the enemy number one of our today’s goal. Finding peace is not just about learning how to obtain it, but also learning how to hold onto it without slipping back to angry ways. Anger is like a huge leviathan that gobbles us bit by bit. And peace is like a small white dove that can fight with this leviathan and defeat it as well. We knew that to err is human. If to forgive was also human, peace won’t be a difficult commodity to obtain. Do we need to elaborate it further? Lesson number 2- try accepting the things which you can’t change.



In the same vein, optimism has its own prominent place in generating peace. Brooding over the past misfortunes or unachieved goals could easily lead to more unachieved goals. Positive attitude helps eliminate the negative effects of failure and prepares us for success. Think good. Tell yourself ‘I am the best’. ‘I can do it’. One of my friends wrote in my slam book- ‘Face towards the sun, and the shadows will fall behind you.’



These were few quick search virtues for inner peace modulation.



Lets now consider the workplace. This relates itself to our inner peace as well as to the world peace. Workplace is where we spend most of our mind, time, energy and in fact ourselves. If it is peaceful, serene and result oriented like our dear school, we remain in good tune with ourselves. Otherwise fault finding, leg pulling, exploitation of red tape, utilizing one’s nuisance value come to the fore and lead us to the back. To make it brief one can easily surmise that nothing is peaceful unless the workplace is peaceful. Every worker in an organization should work towards peace and in turn peace will work for every worker.



Coming to the most general meaning of peace i.e. world peace, it eludes us like anything, religious hatred definitely being the root cause. In fact, religion has been turned upside down. Whereas religion intends to inculcate the oft repeated virtues of tolerance, forgiveness, truth etc, it seems to have become the undoing of these same qualities. I really don’t understand how it matters which religion a person belongs to!! Consider the twin tower tragedy brought about by our demolition man Mr. Osama Bin Laden. He thought his religion was under attack and therefore he did all this. Let me ask which religion taught him to do all this? Not Islam, not Christianity, not Hinduism not Budhism nor any other. Then why this?



Similarly who is going to benefit from the ongoing tussle between India and Pakistan over a piece of land called Kashmir? Who got any benefit from the disintegration of Soviet Union? On the other hand it was all gains and gains for everybody when the two German countries united few years back. We are still grappling with the horrors and after effects of second world war. Cant we widen the horizons and perspectives of our thought processes? Or do we want to remain a single-pond-frog throughout our lives? The ultimate dream of a cosmopolitan world like city is not unfathomable, unachievable or unenjoyable. Provided, of course we remain in our senses and don’t go beyond allotted briefs.



Improve the things which are in your power to improve. And recognize that some things are beyond your current capacity to change in the physical world, but may be changed in the "mental" world inside our minds. What I mean to say is-



Everyday when you wake up in the morning, you have 2 choices-



One. To grumble, mumble and groan about having to wake up so early in the morning.



Two. To open your eyes wide at the first wake up call and thank god for another beautiful morning.



The first option means a heavy, worn-out and depressing start to the day. The second option means a cheerful, welcoming and happy start.



The choice, is entirely yours.

some innocence

My dad happens to be an ophthalmologist. Obviously, his day-to-day activities include frequent vision tests on the patients. Since the patients belong to different educational strata, he is in the habit of asking them which language they know so that the corresponding side of the vision-testing drum could be set in front of them.



On one such occasion, a 30-year old lady informed that she knew the English alphabet. My father asked her to read the drum with her right eye. To my father’s surprise and amusement, the lady stood up and started uttering ‘A for apple, B for boy, C for cat…….’

Declining Moral Values

‘Moral values’, ‘Goodness of mind’, ‘Purity of soul’…..Well, don’t worry; this is not going to be one of the church sermons. Moral values, which you and I learnt in the moral science books of standard fifth, have beautifully survived to be the most cherished topic of drawing rooms. The discussion on the topic knows no bounds. Be it a low or high socio-economic strata, my grandmother or my teenager friend, the middle-class arm-chaired theorist or the hi-fi seminar presenter, everyone everywhere discuss it ad lib. Nor is its domain constricted to money-matters. But unfortunately, it remains only to be discussed. We discuss and argue on it, and forget it. And the fact that the moral virtues have to be ‘practiced’ and followed and made a part of our existence is also conveniently forgotten. Here, we err to harm ourselves and our future generations. But it is really never too late to ‘debug’.



Here, I need to point out that the concept of relativity is applicable to every situation in our life. With changing times, the meaning of morality and its application has also changed. Long time back, it was considered wrong for a girl to be outspoken and candid in her demeanor. But today, such a girl is given the title of being ‘bold’ and a ‘bubbly extrovert’. Many more such examples can be quoted, of how things have changed; but the basic concept of morality will always be the same. It says that whatever you do, whatever you say, and whatever you think, you should never hurt or harm anyone, and, also, it should be in conformity with the established values. If every human remembers not only this principle, but, also, that he isn’t supposed to budge from it, the world would become a much better place to live.



Unfortunately, not everyone realizes this fact. Status, power, money, today tend to downplay other good things in life like education, joy of existence, friendship, love, gratitude, sacrifice etc e.g.- There was an era, when the ‘giver’ considered ‘giving’ to be his foremost duty. The ‘receiver’ realized that ‘receiving’ was probably his right, but not without gratitude. The trends have changed today. The giver wants to give minimum possible while the receiver is interested in getting much more than what he actually deserves. And the concept of ‘gratitude’ seems to have completely disappeared.



Morality, to some extent, is also a combination of the restraints we apply to our behaviour and actions to make them justified. In this process, we apparently suffer (ironically by forsaking the ‘forbidden fruit’) so that the community prospers, and consequently the individual prospers. If we discard these restraints and indulge in our desires, we might enjoy an immediate release, but the community will suffer, and inevitably we ourselves, too. If the by-line is, ‘I have no desire to be the scapegoat, let values be it’, the ultimate result would be a complete chaos, lot of which already exists.


Being moral basically means being good. But, defining Good and Evil is not a simple task as it differs from person to person, religion to religion, culture to culture and from time to time. Anyway, there is always a very flimsy demarcation between the two. But interpreting it wrongly means either punishing the good or rewarding the evil, both furthering evil. As humanity is only effective as a group, the judgment of good or evil must be the recognition of what is good and what is bad for the group.

But, neither is being moral equivalent to ‘load s of sacrifice’ and nor is being immoral necessarily being completely selfish. For those who have drunk the ‘selfish syrup’ too well to vomit it out; also, there is a solution. You can be moral for all selfish purposes. Because if we talk about the latest trends, one of which is spiritualism; practicing morality helps you feel peaceful within. Don’t the latest meditation gurus talk about ‘positive energies’ and ‘negative energies’? One can have all the positive energy just by being good.



There is a concept of subjectivity that says ‘As long as we approve of or believe in what we are doing, we can do no wrong.’ But didn’t Hitler believe that exterminating Jews was right? Does his belief make his crime pardonable? Subjectivism sanctions any action as long as the person performing it approves of it or believes that it's right. But what Hitler did was wrong, even if he believed otherwise. So, believing something to be right can't make it right.



Intelligence gives humanity its power over all other creatures, but what is not generally understood is the dependence of this faculty upon a necessary foundation of unquestioned values- our moral values. No intelligence can exist without a set of values. It is an essential part of every creature’s mind, as it is the foundation of identity. Along with an ability to think, we (humans) are bestowed with a power to distinguish between ‘right’ and ‘wrong’. Scientific thinking, backed by moral values is the most urgent need in today’s world; for as we are moving ahead, ethics are being left behind. (This is where we started, sitting in the drawing room comfortably…….didn’t we?)



Morality is not just a set of values but an integral part of ourselves formed in childhood, which dictates how we see the world.



Maximum value of moral values is in the resultant peace of mind and hence delayed medical problems. This it self, is a meditation in its non-physical, purest and most-effective form. If we don’t practice it, we might get some immediate benefits; but, in the long run, our health, prosperity and happiness will be adversely affected. I can dare to say that if we are not moral in a good measure (being absolutely moral seems next to impossible in today’s date), we are harming our own children and grand children. After all, they have to live in the same social environment that we create for them.

The Ugly Truth

This story was done by my Father --
(Dr. S. L. Bansal)

It is really painful to see that at this moment all the political parties are busy doling out, or, promising to dole out freebies, reservations and loan-waivers. All of them see people as prospective voters -- not as citizens of an upcoming country i.e. India. What is urgently and earnestly desired and required is being ignored blatantly.

To be minimally fair, all the decisions of a government should be based on a premise- whether the decision will benefit, and, simultaneously not harm an ordinary citizen who has no caste, creed, religion and affiliation. On the one hand you do not have enough power and on the other hand you are waiving off the bills of the defaulters if they stop pilferage now onwards. There could be no harsher punishment to those who paid their bills religiously. On the one hand you waive off the loans of the defaulter farmers and on the other hand you ignore all other debt related suicides from other professions only because farmers are a bigger vote-bank. Did you ever think of going to the bank and write off loans of all the people? After all you know that all of them are equal Indian citizens. Did you ever think that agricultural income should be taxed? A middle-level official getting some 20K per month will pay taxes and a millionaire farmer enjoys all the income.

Where do we want the country to go? We are making sure that there will remain differences for all times to come, that there cannot be harmony between any two communities and that any group worth the name can ask for reservations and hold the country to ransom. Why not make a start and try to make all citizens equal? Rather than asking for reservations, why not resolve to end the religion or caste identity in all the official documents. At one time the BJP had a good and sensible idea of common civil code but the electoral politics has swayed their ideology into thin air. Why not realize that any decision of the government in power will be scrutinized by people according to their personal needs but if you declare that the decision benefits a lay citizen (if it really does), it shows your credibility.

Even after 60 years we cannot pool the basic resources (water & electricity) of the country to equitably divide amongst all the states. We cannot implement that the whole country belongs to everybody who is an Indian citizen. A Keralite in Haryana and an Assamese in Kerala should be legally and practically comfortable. The asmita factor is a big joke- it should operate only when we deal with other countries.

At the moment every party has lot of sensible and upright leaders but all of them lack guts even to air their genuine and useful views because it does not suit the electoral temperament and therefore it displeases their not so genuine bosses. God save us.

Love Story

Erich Segal
Love Story
Some stories last forever...
I am not much of an overt romantic, however, romance is something that very few of us truly dislikes (Note the truly). I read ‘Love Story’ more to be ‘in sync’ than anything else. It was twelve grade that saw this flick ‘Mujhse Dosti Karoge’ -- Fell in love with everything about it. The story (Erich Segal’s ‘Love Story’) has a special significance in the bringing together of lovers in Yash Chopra production. Apart from the heart-locket and gobhi ke paronthe (wink).
Jennie, Oliver Barrett; Phil, Oliver III – each character stamps the soul. There’s nothing outlandish or flowery about the Love Story, since it has the typical high-society boy falling for humble-roots girl. Yet, the honesty, integrity and transparency... Of ever character, the sincerity, maturity and humility... of the writer, jumps out at you. Utmost importance can be given to the fact that spontaneity has such a rhythmic beat in the entire plot: It appeals to the music of every reader’s soul!
Though every person reads (and understands!) in his own way... Segals’ Story will find some identification with one and all. Don’t we all have at least one stony looking guy, sooner or later acting as our rock of Gibraltar...
• Don’t we all, sometimes, find something unquestionably true?
• Since we all, sometimes, get stuck in something so painfully beautiful, that liking or disliking is beyond question
That’s what Erich Segal’s ‘Love Story’ is!
Sweet, fun and luscious.
Barrett’s dedication warms the heart, Phil’s substance does heroic wonders to your soul, Jenny’s resounding mysterious persona makes you smile, and the role of ‘Okay’, throughout the tale, makes you weep.
Reminds me of Eternal Sunshine o the Spotless mind. Gotcha!!!

27 dresses

27 DRESSES Movie Review
Cast
• Katherine Heigl as Jane Nichols
• James Marsden as Malcolm / Kevin Doyle
• Malin Åkerman as Tess Nichols
• Edward Burns as George
• Judy Greer as Casey
• Maulik Pancholy as Trent
• Melora Hardin as Maureen
• Peyton R. List as Young Jane Nichols

I saw this flick on the suggestion given by a cousin brother and LOVED it! The woman sincerely tries to help out and take care of every bride who expresses a need for a totally devoted bridesmaid... Only to be left willing to get hold of the colourful symbolic bouquet of flowers done by the bride.
Since her childhood, she took care of her younger sister when her mother succumbed to a fatal disease and left a grieving and depressed father. The younger sibling who grows up to be a charming and extrovert woman soon does her act and completely unaware of the protagonist’s love for latter’s boss, woos him to get wed:
The story takes a twist when after much self-control and heroism, the lead lady just decides to vent out her pent up anger, and simply lays bare the lies of her sibling to her boss. Meanwhile, Kevin – the writer has been following her out of curiosity about her bridesmaid – social work, and falls in love with her. But obvious, the movie includes a scene of them getting stuck near a motel and enjoying before the dirty secret of his published story sears and totally smashes the protagonist’s heart. In a way everything is heart wrenching, just the upbeat and peppy rhythm of movie does justice to it. It’s enjoyable: the way two sister’s inevitable reconciliation is triggered by the heroine kissing her boss. Upon realizing the fake ‘something’ that had kept her strings tied to the boss, she decides to let go of the scope that she might have had with her boss... After all chemistry matters!
Lost in the moment it’s Kevin’s call that sets her flying to his cousin’s wedding (where she had been already invited, albeit jokingly, by him, to be the bridesmaid): But natural... Every concern is on their side, and simply results in nuptial knot(s) being tied... Both in person, and, in the thoughts of her younger sibling and ‘Best Boss’.

Dosti re dost

Friendship friendship: Friendship Galore

Friendship, is like a trademark to life: Not just does it affirm love, but brings hope to every situation, justifies every action; and simply brightens up every face present. I have been blessed with the best friendships ever: So here I dedicate this write-up to the core of every relation, to the smile of every parent, and to the heartbeat of every orphan... i.e. friendship’!!! Since the root(s) of friendships emerge(s) from the need of companionship; some of us realize its value only when some loneliness creeps into life. Some of us totally deny depending on friendship(s) for the belief that “Blood is thicker than water”. Some of us begin to fasten so closely, every moment of our lives, with close friends, that, our
prior commitments begin to get sidelined.

Someone, at this crucial juncture, must do something to make people around aware of the circumstances. Every thing that’s blissful, isn’t necessarily healthy: knowing that fine differentiating line, and acting in accord with our life priorities is definitely more important. Hence, the saying................. A single apple spoils all inside the basket ~ Choose your pals carefully, don’t just go by instincts and/or seen faces... Substance Matters!

Funny though, or perhaps not really some of our friends bear a close resemblance to relatives and even siblings: however, the quality of the fun and frolic possible with buddies is a remote scene when it comes to blood relations: Tat’s also coz each family has its patterns; the change experienced with people from differing environment(s) both consoles and encourages (So as =anything better might become assimilated into our life, and/or, making someone’s environment consoles us by making us feel cherished (and admired)

The clouds
That hover there,
Tell us to be around:
Some people love us all the same...
Whether achievements follow
Or failures drown