rain rain pour again!

It rained cats and dogs and rhinos and some more almost all of yesterday. Well, one of the worst ever in 75 yrs as the newspapers reported. And I loved it! Even though getting up in the morning and dragging yourself to work while its pours outside is a task in itself. It rained and thundered and rained and poured and rained and thundered on and on and on and... and of course I loved it! :p

I have always loved the rain. Especially when it rains at night while I comfortably snuggle up in my bed, look out of the window at the downpour. I feel very content for some reason then, as if the downpour washes away all the worries along with it.

Anyway, not enough time to write a longish post. Will come back later and add-in something. But before I go, the holidays will be spent in Hyderabad and Daman mostly. So hopefully will have some pictures in the new year. Which is a good thing, since I haven't been a shutter happy for sometime now.

Ciao all! Be good. :)

P.S: In case I don't come back to add anything else before the end of the year, Merry Christmas and a very very Happy New Year to all! :)

mmmmm...

It has been a while since I have mused or thought of anything else apart from the delicious whirlwind that life has come to be. Do I want to wake up from this dream? Perhaps not, or perhaps calling this 'state' a dream would be unfair, it is as real as it gets. Right?

Often times a particular state we are in becomes the world for us. And everything else that surrounds takes on a hazy garb. You know, like when you focus while shooting photographs? The backgrounds are hazy. So certain things in life, take on center stage. And you let them, because they mean the world to you. If the state is delicious then it can take you to places you have never been before. Do I want to be taken to such places? Yes, I do, as earnestly as there can be a wish... So as I embark on this journey, I am a bit hesitant. No... wait, hesitant would be the wrong word, not hesitant anymore because the first trepid steps have already been taken. There is however, this strange alchemy of apprehension and excitement. That at times makes me take one step back and re-assess my steps only to lurch full force and run, because I don't want to miss that train. It's a brand new joyride and I don't care where it takes me, perhaps because I like the journey so much and I want it to last forever... Despite that irritating voice in my head that connives and cautions me at times and sows seeds of doubt... how can good things happen to me? Am I not given to soaking my soul in the dark, alone? So is this 'dream' an accident? Is this how it should be, exactly how it should be... And yet again, I snap at that voice and shut it up and continue on my journey that takes me through lands lush and green, basking in sunshine, drenched in rain, rainbow crowned; where fluffy clouds strut across vast blues and I can lie down and gaze at the vast black decked with sprinklings of twinkling stars...

Okay, enough already! Need to get back to work and resume the joyride ;-)

Have a lovely weekend you all!

when all i want is you...

what if you get off at the next stop
would you just wave as I'm drifting off
if I never saw you again
could I
keep all of this
inside...

Natalie Imbruglia. Shiver.

Funny how good things at times seem too good for oneself and you keep them at bay as long as you can and then you can't anymore.

And then... you hope to hold onto them as long as you can...

yes I have to have to have to
change the rules
i'm with you


All i want is you. U2. Me2. :p

:)

and orange? :)

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A glimpse of oranges and yellows on canvas. Not earthshattering, not too bad an attempt either. Hopefully this indicates a begining of something... more colours perhaps? Life mirrors canvas perhaps? For now, i am hooked onto pink ;-)

Pink. Aerosmith.


A bit of splurging on oneself feels good. Two black dresses and one pretty and all lace. Naah, not pink. Cream...

In other news, watched Don and Jaan-e-man. Hmmm... i liked Don. There, i said it. No, i am not comparing, either the two Dons (the previous one, i havent watched... duh!) or Amitabh and Shahrukh. But then there can be no comparison, there can never be another Amitabh, right? Having said that, SRK looks sinister enough. I always thought he could look sinister and kind, ruthless and compassionate. He has those eyes. Comparisons are inevitable, however to Farhan's credit, i thought he made the movie well. It is glam, and it looks good like that.... who cares about the skeptics! I love the style, the sheen, the shine, the polish. What soul are we talking about here? And I love the twist in the end, i like loose ends. Leaves enough room for more... greedy we all are, aren't we? Besides, i love the movies. So my votes on the new Don. Skeptics can go take a walk...

Hmmm... What else, lots to write coupled with lots of inertia to write is not good for the blog. Meanwhile you all have a good life... i sure have one for now, for a change. Touch wood! :)

three's a crowd?! :)

Okay, so i got tagged by Alcarwen. I remember chancing upon Alcarwen. She came blog hopping once and i hopped back and thus started a nice blog-friendship. Much like a few others that happened to me over the last couple of years... It surprises me still as to how two strangers from different cultures/continents/backgrounds can connect at some level. Or perhaps they connect because they read and are read shorn of any physical facade? Or perhaps anonymity is a facade, so its easier to put your thoughts out there through the sieve? Don't know...

It has been two years of rants, anguish, fun and nonsense. I had forgotten it was another October 2 years back when i started blogging. My blog has seen me grow (?) ;-) and grown with me perhaps. The language has changed, the tone and intent has seen the seasons change as I traversed through life. The ride has been bumpy, smooth, lonesome and cold, surrounded and warm. Could it be any more interesting?! :)


Back to Alcarwen, wish her a very Happy B'day. :-)

And now the tag:

3 smells that i like:
White Musk (I usually buy this perfume... almost always)
Smell of rain (You know what i mean? When it soaks the earth...)
Dried leaves/petals tucked into books for years

3 smells that i dont like:
The smell of rot
Sewage (Yeah, me too, like everyone else)
Durian! :P

3 jobs i have had in my life:
Errmm... i have always been a designer by profession! Yeah, very boring, i know...

3 movies i could watch over and over:
Amelie
Dirty Dancing! :P (I wanted to dance like them! sigh...)
Chungking Express (Leaves me with a happy feeling :))

3 fond memories:
Hmmm... this is difficult. So many of them!

3 places i have lived:
Delhi
Hong Kong
Singapore

3 things i like to do:
Listen to music
Daydream (duh!)
Watch movies

3 of my favourite foods:
Daal-bhaat
Shorshey ilish
Anything with smoked salmon in it

3 places i would like to be right now:
Greece (yeah, me too)
Some exotic secluded island (Pristine beaches. White sand. White, blue and green :))
Home, sleeping while it pours outside.

3 websites i visit daily:
www.google.com
www.rediff.com
http://aparnabanerjee.blogspot.com :p


3 things that make me cry:
Movies (Am a total cry-baby where sappy movies are concerned)
When i am angry
When i miss people i care for


The tag gets passed onto whoever hops in here and wishes to tag along...

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Chal Chale. Woh Lamhe.
Love the simplicity of the words. Endearing :)

naa jahaan bheed ho naa jahaan bhar ke log
naa shehar mein base laakhon logon ka shor
chand lamhen tu inse mujhe durr kar
chal chale apane ghar hamsafar

;-)

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Okay, so it's been ages since i did one of these.
And guess what the result had to be.




You're... Whiskey! Whiskey is a special drink. You have to be a special person to pull off whiskey. You're smooth and warm, but you bring a big bite! You're very well balanced and people love having you around. Unfortunately, whiskey can leave you with a bad after taste and not everyone can take the heat. But those who can handle the bite, are the ones that never put the bottle down! I personally am a fan of this stuff!

Take this quiz!

:p

Few nice ones from the quiz...

I've had quite a bit to drink, and you're beginning to look pretty good. (huh!)

None of us are virgins, life has screwed us all. (correct!)

And

Men, chocolate, and coffee are all better rich. ;-)

Santana feat. Everlast.
Put your lights on.

...

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I should have been there in the 70s; when flower-power, colors, ideas and drifters ruled. Bell-bottoms and sunflowers, checkered pants and colorful wrap arounds. Beads and big sunglasses. Pink and orange.

I have these old photographs back home; of aunts and mom when they were not... aunts and mom. In these colourful - black and white - wrap arounds, that hugged their curves, not yet pulled and stretched by child-birth and the regular rigmarole that life becomes. And i would gawk at these pictures and think, wow, that is indeed so-and-so aunt who looks a pale shadow of this slim and svelte girl in bell-bots, beads, shirt and big sunglasses. She even had a ciggerette between her fingers, obviously just posing for one of the friends... you know one of those sessions that you have with girl-friends, when you talk silly about the latest fads, latest crushes and everything else under your sun. Girl friends rock!
Coming back to the aunts and mom, i would often wonder, why they let themselves go after a while. Like some coloured photograph drained out of its colors and what remains over the years are faint traces of pinks and oranges. And this holds true for men as well, though lesser in degree. Given that age does leave its footprints behind, do we need to hasten the process? Like my dad says, you are as young/old as you feel. I would often promise myself never to follow their footsteps. In some ways, my generation of women and men were far more pampered and empowered than the generation before us. Yet, at times, i cant help think that i am at an age that used to be synonymous with 'auntys' while i was growing up! As a teenager, i would address a 30 something woman as aunty. Gulp! :D

And then, most of the times, i do feel like a misfit. Is it possible to remain free yet attached? At times, i love the freedom that comes with detachment; not being answerable to anyone. Not be responsible for any pain to others. Free from expectations. Don't pegion-hole me, dont expect me to be a certain way. I at times surprise myself with the way i feel and think. So i find myself not fitting in any particular mould. I do not subscribe to the usual standards of status - material or social. I want to learn to live such a way that if anything i have now is taken away from me, i wouldn't experience as much pain as i have in the past. Really, nothings lost untill one is dead. But don't rob me of my freedom and i will belong, just be there when i am down and drained of inspiration/energy and so shall i, forever. Friendship and kindness are most important methinks. Because i want to experience this circus as much as i can while still keeping 'my world' intact. And i will let my close ones and my friends in, into my world. I do not need the whole circus inside my world. Yet at times the love for this freedom doesn't diminish the desire to belong. Is that ever possible? Does it make any sense? Ah, one of those questions that never get answered for some...

In other news, the painting has been started. Not super happy with it, but it's okay. I haven't painted in a long while. I wish i had a million dollar inheritance. I would live each day as a new one. Oh wait, i think, i have already begun doing that. :)

Have a lovely week ahead you all! :)

Travis. Sing.

etc... yet again...

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Bought charcoal, pastel and sketchpads. Shall start sketching soon. Paint as well. My ankles hurt when i run, not running right i guess. But i must say, it feels incredibly good after a run. And now i know why runners don't like running indoors on treadmills, i would prefer running outdoors anyday. October starts and i need to sort-out a LOT of stuff... a lot. Take life by it horns? Damn that sounds cliched! :)

On the brighter side, watched Pyaar Ke Side Effects. Please go watch... was in splits. Mallika in this avatar was refreshing and so was the humour.


Jaane kya chaahe man baanwara
Akhiyan mere saawan chala

Like this track the best!

Have a great week ahead you all :)

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Okay, so the couch potato is back. Well almost. Monday, i realised, we play doctor-doctor! Grey's Anatomy followed by Scrubs. Doctor series that are so damn different from each other. I love Grey's Anatomy. You know those quirky witticisms, or those thoughtful observations. Like in SATC days, everytime Carrie would type out her famous one-lines with pauses in between, i would go, wow! how did they cook this up? All said and done though, ER remains a fav!

Ah, theres definitely something about good looking docs on TV... :)

etc... yet again...

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Bought charcoal, pastel and sketchpads. Shall start sketching soon. Paint as well. My ankles hurt when i run, not running right i guess. But i must say, it feels incredibly good after a run. And now i know why runners don't like running indoors on treadmills, i would prefer running outdoors anyday. October starts and i need to sort-out a LOT of stuff... a lot. Take life by it horns? Damn that sounds cliched! :)

On the brighter side, watched Pyaar Ke Side Effects. Please go watch... was in splits. Mallika in this avatar was refreshing and so was the humour.


Jaane kya chaahe man baanwara
Akhiyan mere saawan chala

Like this track the best!

Have a great week ahead you all :)

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Okay, so the couch potato is back. Well almost. Monday, i realised, we play doctor-doctor! Grey's Anatomy followed by Scrubs. Doctor series that are so damn different from each other. I love Grey's Anatomy. You know those quirky witticisms, or those thoughtful observations. Like in SATC days, everytime Carrie would type out her famous one-lines with pauses in between, i would go, wow! how did they cook this up? All said and done though, ER remains a fav!

Ah, theres definitely something about good looking docs on TV... :)