Twenty 4 - Hours!

I smile when I look at you... everything seems beautiful. You, my life, my children. Even though I am old, even though I do not understand like you do; I am happy where I am. I lost my husband a few months ago, you think I don’t understand; only I ignored. There are many stories that I want to tell you but I just can’t find the words to tell them all. You give me a pity look every time I cross you. I have nothing to do the entire day but to look at the sky and wish "take me away". When I tell you, I do not want to live; there is nothing more I want than this, than being with you for the last days. I have lived my life for 86 wonderful years and now, u think I will be gone soon. I used to feel insecure; the thought of my life that will come to an end shook my very core. I couldn’t do anything about it though; no one can do anything about it. I started to talk, talk things in my head that you couldn’t understand. When my heart bleeds, I ask for a few more days with you. I cal

I started writing a poem when i began then, i thought it doesnt make sense. I was frustrated and started wrting a para. Constant thoughts, about what i ask myself! Of situations I do not have a hold on. There is nothing i can do but i keep thinking of all the non-sense situations - EXPECTATIONS, this is the mother of all thoughts. I ask myself to keep the thinking shutter down because no matter what i think, i am still in the situation where my head has gone beyond the capacity to think and started writing. Wouldnt it have been simple if you could say anything, do anything? no one to convince? no one to judge you? Life would have been wonderful but we are at a big "NO" for an answer. Now, I am getting back to what i was not thinking. Adieu.

This is my first attempt to write a funny article, so, I shall begin with raising my glass to you. I wake up in the morning, let us say, the day of the week that we all love, Monday! I wake up with all groans in my head, after spending a wonderful weekend staying home or not! As I force myself out of the bed, try to brush my teeth like they may hurt, make myself a coffee. This ritual is done by my mum when I am home; it’s pretty much waking up then! The important thing, newspaper, simply cannot do without it, even if I don’t remember anything five minutes after reading it! Most of the days, I prepare my head for a “walk”, a regular 30-minute workout regime that I always wanted to follow but life always comes with alternatives, I live in a seven storey apartment, so, I actively walk up and down a couple of times and psychologically satisfy my mind that I have done my part of “active” living. After the “work out”, it’s usually “should I cook? Even worse “Should I eat?” It has been m

I sit down to write, and I think “I don’t know how to hold the pen anymore”. Gone are all those days, when we wrote with pen and paper! These days it is the laptop, mobile, or even disastrously, the ipad. It’s hard to believe that life has moved on, how the friends we knew are married, with children and grand children! When I cannot attend a party or a ceremony of my friend’s (forget birthdays), I send a text through, not to save money but to save myself from the awkwardness of apologizing face-to-face. At 25, I think my life has been eaten up by technology, imagine the ones that are not, those that don’t even know that papers are extinct at corporate organizations? While I am still trying to figure out, the exact position of the pen on my hand before it landed on a word document, I cannot recollect the last time I used an inland letter to friends to anyone for that matter! It used to be such a craze, I had pen pal who had the same name as mine. Life was good! But again the questi

I could start writing this like a sad story, when you left me and i never felt more lost! I try to understand all the truth, the lies, the fake reasons. There was nothing you did not do. Fooling around like a gurl with a candy. When i was with you, there was nothing more i asked the lord than asking you to go away. Deep inside, I have always known that you are not the one. Tragedy I call it, even when i knew everything, i didnt ask you why! Now, who is the biggest loser? The darkest days of my life lasted for three whole years. My young life was gone by looking into your eyes and trying to figure out, if at some point if you ever loved me. Should i have asked myself if i really like you? No i didnt.Until i saw you, saw us from the outside trying to learn what i was missing the whole time. I found that i was not missing you anymore, i miss my life, my friends, my family.Three years shadowed my loves! Someone i should have given attention to and not to your dumb jokes. Why was i even

Do you remember the last time you had a quarrel with your friend? Your love? Your family? Try and recollect what is the one thing you would fight about or try to defend yourself on? A lie? something you missed telling them, isnt that where the truth lies? A truth? that you shouldnt have told, because deep inside you know that it will not convince them. What would you choose if there were secrets deep in your heart, that you cant share; nothing can be made out of sharing for that matter. It wouldnt change anything if you shared it with a friend probably, she convinces you telling that life has many more challenges than this! "They will understand". What if your friend exclaims "What?!". Thats where your problem is.. when you friend denies your reason, shouts on your face to ask you "what you have done?!". When you are young, have you ever heard to your mother's worries? her tiresome days, when she asks you to take care a little bit by yourself. O

I did not think that I could write, About some feelings I cannot express. Many many days, I tried to tell you, All my love, that was right there. I pen down today, with tears, I realize it’s too late. You could have been here, To see your children grow; To see your wife's pride, To see how pampered mom is now. When you were right next to us, We feared to even speak. Today we yearn "If only he was here"! We console ourselves all the time, There is no point regretting. That you should rest in peace, And make heaven "Heavener". After ten years, we still hear you, In our thoughts; in our laughs. Every time mom says, "You are just like him". You live in us every day, With a brave heart, we will miss you always.

Thats Mr. KRS for us!!!! :D The biggest man in the family!! Mummmmmmmmiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeee! Location: Kodaikanal, my official hill station other then home!! :P Had a blast that time!!! It was actually the time when i got to know three others on this pic :P and the one clicking it!! :D Love this expression of mum!! This was at Charminar, Hyderabad!! She was freaking scared. Reason: It was a Friday!! :P My lovely kid sister was scared for a while we were @ Charminar, and then went to her actual mode "Posing"! :P Love u!!!!!                                  The monument.. some good days.. not in Charminar, i meant Hyderabad!! :)              The Township!!! Nothing can beat this!!! One of the few things i love about Hydera-BAD! :D                                                                  I, Me and my kid :D The family picture :D Note the guy i had a crush on that day!!! Akshay - i am holding him!! :D In a million yrs, this was the first time i saw grand p

I am writing this from a test center, with all the pain in the heart! I am back to what i was thinking a yr ago…somehow I think I couldn’t convince myself that life moves on, no matter what u do. It’s just a day after another even though the days have been good. I am not asking to reverse all that has happened...only hoping that all of it happened for a certain reason that I still am trying to complete. There is nothing called as a reason for life or as any other person would think as a purpose of life. You are not born to be the best of all sometimes; it is just making the people around you happy. I am not sure if someone else reads this, he/she would think that there is something wrong in my head, and I would never disagree. Something is wrong... I look happy to others. But, I am not happy on the inside… I am looking for a 'happily ever after life' which am sure no one is going to feel. Even if there’s everything in your life, there are still something’s missing... the spark

Tonight, while I am not writing this… I want my life to feel better. I have been doing all I can, I have hurt someone every day. There is nothing I can do about it but to write. I want to feel good about what has happened, That I didn’t have to hurt anymore; there is nothing I can do. Again, it’s back to the conflict between the heart and the mind. Mind says: Don’t; Heart says: Why not? Sometimes, these confusions just meddle it all. When I thought I have my life planned and long, This happens! Back to where I was when I was twenty. I don’t know why my head can’t just shut up! This is a note to say I am sorry*…wherever conditions apply No comments on this, life is good now because I quit thinking!! It’s your life, live it up, and don’t screw it! Nothing can really undo to what it was!

Is it fair that ripples disturb the calmness of the lake? Or is it fair to stop the ripples to reach the surface? How can you realize if you are happy? Thinking is the answer, and it is not so good. When you think, it only hurts every time you try to make better. Nothing is impossible only if your heart thinks, everything is, when your mind does. With one more year in the trash, Let’s put a medal on the next one. Happie New Year :)

Green to brown, That’s what I see, Is it because of you or me? Blue to black, Changing lives, What can I do now? Brown to invisibility, Vanishing every second, Has it hit your head yet? Red to nothing, That’s where it is going, And then it will be too late to realize. P.S. You do share a part in creation and destruction. Consider the environment before you start to think of ANYTHING!

Everything queues up, when I close my eyes, Memories splash and make me think. It wasn’t that bad, I have managed pretty well [if my ma is not reading this :)] I don’t see dreams anymore, feels like I am living it. I still miss where I used to be, The places, the people and my family, After a year, letting-go has become easy. People move-on, I remain, thinking, ‘Those were some good times’, I have made good friends and learnt all at the same time. Moment to say to those who have been in my life [no matter how], Thanks! And I am glad you are in my life!!

Long in life, not very long ago, we all had love which we took even if it doesn’t favor us too much. Don’t ask me why, coz I’m right there! :P Sometimes, a simple "hi" can put a million smiles, warn u! There may be no reason sometimes...you still smile about a random thought. Don’t ask me what it means if it does have a reason (except the person)... That’s not what I’m writing about.... Whether you don’t have love, or in the process or never had love, it is an experience that every person experiences in life! Love whether its your family, friends or "the special person", it just feels so nice. One good word from my mother that’s all I need for the rest of my life!! I can recall that incident every other time she doesn’t talk that way! Love is all different things... even when you are broke, rich or never had cash... all the love you have makes it more! I am thinking why I even started writing this, maybe I don’t want anyone to think that love is only for &quo

Here is a gurl writing to her daddie about things he has missed in her life, rather his life. Many things that he could have protected her from, only if he knew; many things he could have laughed about when he heard. After 10 yrs of staying away, the feeling never dies. Not that he can come back and give her all that she missed... only to know that she has been missing him for long and today she decided to write about it. Most of the family life together, mixed with ego with his wife... she doesn’t remember much but the fights and also, the chocolate or ice cream treat after that. She remembers the time when he laughed at her innocence, many things he missed 10 yrs ago. She realizes that there is no come back but, really nothing can be done about it. Nothing can return once gone. How will another understand what it is like... probably they do... or she is too obsessed thinking everything her way? What if he was with her, she is as stubborn as him, and she would probably be in the middl