What a stupid world!

Just a couple of minutes back I was logged into Facebook to check what the world is up to and saw a friend logged in whom I had a chance to work with when I was in the states. After exchanging greetings and sharing what both of us were up to, I received a message from him "Wish you were here :-)"

I just replied to him with a smiley... :-)

Some days back I heard a very dear friend say to someone that he hates to part, especially from good friends! And then who doesn't!

I always wanted to pet a dog, to be a friend but never had the courage for it because of the fear to part when it leaves. Maybe they are short lived cause their friendship is so long and strong! Does it mean that long friendships are short lived? I know friendship remains forever and with these new means of networking these days, you are in touch with all your best buds! But by short lived I meant not being there in the same place and time, not being there when you want someone to kill your boredom, not being there for all the hullabaloo!! Not Being THERE!

Again, Dylan has rightly termed what I feel as:

I been meek
And hard like an oak
I seen pretty people disappear like smoke.
Friends will arrive, friends will disappear,
If you want me, honey baby,
I'll be here.

- Buckets of Rain, Bob Dylan (http://www.bobdylan.com/#/songs/buckets-rain)

The only thing which can describe what I feel about this is this Calvin's strip, wonder how even comics can invoke emotions!


"What a stupid world!!" .... Huh!

Another day in paradise....

I remember the only day in the year when I used to visit my dad’s office. It continues to be the day of the year when it is obligatory for me to relish Moong Chawal, because it is the tradition which has prevailed from generations. It was only this day in the year when my visit to his office was inevitable. It meant so much to me, not because that I loved being in his office (no offence meant dad) but it was the only day in the year when my pocket got laden. And the visit to his office also meant that I could order any type of cuisine I wanted to have and not pay for it. The same day I used to visit my grandparents house too with the same motive. Yup, I agree that I am selfish but that small amount of money meant so much to me that time. I remember that the amount was always well spent each year, mostly in either collecting music or sports gear.

And here I am again, the same day is approaching me but the visit to dad’s office seems to be a distant dream. What does the festival of light signify to me now? Sweets, new clothes, money etc. does not thrill me anymore. Firecrackers are a no no considering the pollution levels of my city. And moreover I have realized that it is more fun to sit back and enjoy the show rather than act in it. Well, I don’t have an answer to this quest as of now but I think visiting back home is more than what I am looking at...a day where my friends and family gather together and have fun. Maybe if I can listen to some old Hindi songs with my dad and click some photographs, it would be an evening well spent. Also I would love to lighten up some diyas on the stairways to home aka heaven. This is one thing which I love on Diwali, to brighten up your home and spirits. With arms wide open you invite godess Lakshmi for her blessings. (And I was thinking that I am the only one who is selfish)

I am looking forward to the brightness and happiness this day brings to our lives though the traditional feast of Moong Chawal still frightens me till date….. Wish you all a very happy and prosperous Diwali!

Cheers as always!
Luv

Here comes the sun...

I have decided to be a little bit more regular on this site. People keep personal diaries unfolding their day and themselves at the end of the day. Maybe I will not be able to post something very personal here but I will try to be as truthful as I can. Well, I have seen people tweet and update their facebook profile every hour on what they are doing, how do they feel about a news or thing they care for – so maybe there is something in it which I have not realized. Maybe that has become a way of life now. I don’t know. But I want to know. I don’t know whether I will be able to tweet every hour; but for sure I can make it a habit to pin down something every week here. Maybe just a hello dolly!

On this new beginning I quote…

“Here comes the sun, here comes the sun
and I say it's all right!” ~ The Beatles

Have a happy long weekend!
Ciao!