Listening to drops of jupiter...........

and imagining what would be the vast universe like??!!! OMG don't you ever wish you could travel to the moon, hop from one planet to another, feel the vaccum in vastness of space, be sucked into a blackhole and land up in an upside down magical kingdom.
Don't you ever wish you are so surrounded by the brightness of sun that it consumes you into it's glory, dissolve into the whirlpool of the Milky way, experience the "hitchhiker's guide to the universe", breathe, bathe and wear stardust.
Oh I wish I could do all of that and more, experience a life beyond life, knowledge beyond known and waltz with the unknown.
Pity just one lifetime and a few 70 - 80 years is not enough for everything that I want do :-(

and the truth is.....i miss you!

my son believes in me when I tell him that he can find fairies and flying dragons in the enchanted forests. He believes that when evil forces attack him he has the strength to conquer them all. He believes that his mother is Queen of her kingdom who has the answers to all his questions. He believes that shining white swords will magically appear and he will fly away on his pegasus to the kingdom of light. He believes that this world is the enchanted land where good always wins over evil.

the truth is.....fairies don't exist and neither do brave honorable dragons.
the truth is.....his mother is not a queen but a philospher who wanders searching for answers.
the truth is.....this world is a land full of good, evil and somehwere in between. And good does not always conquer evil.
the truth is.....i will do everything i can, everything in my power, everything beyond me, everything above me to keep him safe, secure and happy.
the truth is.....he is my light, he is my magic, he is my enchanted land, i will never let him go.
and the truth is.....i miss you. i miss you so.

People of Libya

Gaddafi died, 40 years of oppression over in a matter of minutes. What do you do when you realise you are suddenly free? What do you do when captivity and oppression is all you have known all your life?
You go mad, you do everything you have ever dreamt of, you live life as you always were, you find love, you laugh like you have never laughed before, you find drugs, you go jay walking, you streak in broad daylight, you write, you drink, you sing loud, you celebrate and you thank God for these moments of complete abandon and freedom.
Ah the taste of freedom, I can almost feel the elation in Libya, the joy, the relief, the sweet tears of liberty.

May you never have to loose a loved one for the fruitless cause of a mad man's designs of governance.

Love,
Priya.

Escalation to irony

events you cannot ignore,
coincidences convince you more,

oh irony, what is your plan?
i am sick of being your partner in this game of chess,
it's you I cannot out guess,
Who lives my life, you or I?
And if it is you, I have to say,
you do have a strange sense of humour.
Make me run from pillar to post,
joy and sorrow administered by the hour,
Do you enjoy this charade?
Find another to play with,
Some one who showers you with accoloades.
I know I asked you for life once,
For thrills and adventures known to none,
But I was young and vain, don't judge me by that me,
for the wiser me bears the pain.

Let me be, let me be "home",
Where I belong, who is my own.
Someday I will smile and fade,
in the arms of my home,
and I will be born again,
Irony, I will be ready to play then,
play again this game of chess,
Maybe outwit you with my best guess,

Until then, leave me home,
for there I wish to rest.

falling in love with Mumbai....all over again

.........oh Bangalore don't feel sad. You are the greatest. Every rock band in this world wants to perform with you.
But Mumbai does have its charm, with it's Salman Khan wanna bees....and filmy dialogues. feel like im being introduced to hindi all over again.
I actually want to go watch "Bodyguard", huh rubs off on u, innit?!!
People talking in hindi all around. It was scary initially, cuz I was so used to listening to a tongue I don't understand like Kannada. And now years later im where everyone talks in a language I completely understand. Was'nt really sure if I was relieved?

And oh the lights in Mumbai, they never stop and neither do the men. Amazing the number of times I have been hit on in the past 20 days. hmm, feels good!

Great welcome, Mumbai. Keep up the good work. I might just finally decide to stick to you.
;-)

Lovesong

Aah listening to Adele – Lovesong ……
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5f1D9kHogq0
……makes me all squishy wishy inside.
“However far away, I will always love you, however long I stay I will always love you, whatever words I say I will always love you…….”
Adele, so young yet so true and deep!
There are times when we say things, believe in them, mean it with all our hearts and maybe God is watching over us, because he makes them true. True for life, true for eternity, words suspended in space and time forever!
And then years later even when your mind fools you into believing, those words were not true, years later, your heart tells you otherwise. It tells you that when you spoke, you meant it, you believed, believed from the depths of your soul and the same soul will never let you forget those words spoken, and you will have an eternity left, to wonder why the hell didn't you just SHUT UP and sit!
Lesson: The guy who said, “silence is golden”, was not kidding!

An ode to D-404..........................Malad (W) :-D

After 2 days of moving and shopping and moving again, I’m finally in my new flat. Alone and reallllly philosophical. So, please don’t wish me dead ;-)

MY home, MY place.

Strange how we want pieces that don’t feel or don’t care.
People who don’t do or share.
Names that mean nothing and
places with nothing to offer but suspicious stares.

When does an empty house become a home,
A day becomes your life,
A stranger who never leaves you alone,
When through the dark shines a ray of light.

Pray that light shines about you to heaven,
Black doesn’t catch up to your life,
Pray you illuminate from here until the end,
Because only when the light shines you will see heaven again!

Behold….Sheila ki jawani auntie!!

A very, very good friend just told me that her 3.5 yr old daughter wants to grow up and become Shiela ki jawaani auntie. Well…..ummm good choice? What do I say?!! When I was her age I don’t think I ever wanted to grow up and become anything other than my mom. And a few years later it was doctor on Monday, politician on Tuesday, James Bond on Wednesday….so on and so forth.
So this reminded me of all those little girls with their Hannah Montana accessories and the perfect Barbie doll outfits. In fact, one of them always, always walked on her toes like a ballerina.
Hmm looks like skin deep beauty is deeper than we thought. Deeper than all our culture and tradition put together. Don’t get me wrong, I obsesses, literally obsess over what I have to wear and my skin and cosmetics(also my weight, but that's a secret). Every time I tell someone that I am a mom….I actually, desperately expect them to say “Oh my god, you look so young. I thought you weren’t even married.” Always makes my day, leaves me grinning like an idiot for the next week at least.
However, back to the question of my lovely 3.5 yr old son’s 3.5 year old best friend. Aww come on, you look so much more adorable and beautiful and amazing than all the Sheilas, Munnis, Angelinas and Lindsays put together. And you would always! But you know what, have more than just your awesome looks to fall back on. Have a fabulous brain to carry on those perfect shoulders.
No one cares if you are a Kalpana Chawla or a Katrina Kaif, be someone, do something and don’t just exist. Dazzle!

Comfortably numb....

No infringement intended.....Floyd ur the greatest.......

I was numb when I was with you,

Everything wrong was alright, there was nothing to look forward to,

Wonder why I did not start before,

I guess I was comfortably numb too.

It took the miserable, yet comfortable, crying yet complacent me, for you to wonder,

What else do you have to do?

And then you did the unthinkable, you took the desperate measure to kick me out of my numbness,

You stabbed me when I was not watching, you attacked when I was weak, you pushed me down the ledge, plunged my heart into darkness.

Thank you, for I will never forget what you did for me,

And your favorite song becomes a eulogy of "be together for eternity",

Oh please don't cry now, laugh, laugh at the irony.

For only when I was numb with misery could I truly see you and your tyranny!

So bye bye friend, eternity ends here and life begins.

For I will never ever be comfortably numb again!

Lights will guide you home.....

It has been more than 4 years. And a day doesn't go by when I don't think of you. And some days like today, when I listen to the songs I heard 4 years ago and mourned for you, feels like time stood still the day you left us.
I know you are somewhere, and wherever you are be happy for eternity. The void is still a gaping hole. but we have learnt to live with it. And days like today are a testimony that you will never be forgotten. What you gave me was precious, I will hold on to you forever, for as long I live because I don't know how let you go. I don't want to learn either.

Love you di.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pY9b6jgbNyc

Mom's alter egos

I almost can't stop giggling while I am writing here........ for those who have met my mother will testify to the fact that she is force to be reckoned with. Altho most of them (excluding the men in my life) will also claim that this force though, formidable is actually tremendously lovable.
So today is a list of all my mother's alter egos:
1. Lets see there was "Cha", actually teacher, but that's how her students liked to call it.
2. "Techie", came across from the fact that she somehow manages to repair the computer even when a hardware professional can't. Didn't I just say "formidable".
3. Then there was my favorite "Masala vada", where she asked the server in Barista to give her 2 masala vadas. She was really referring to cookies. The best part was when she realized her mistake, she did not even blink once, before correcting herself. Always loved her chutzpah.
4. That was "Science student". Becuz of her belief that only science students like herself are sincere and intelligent children. I can only imagine how very disappointed she wudve been when I did not choose science.
5. The most recent is "Cat70" means Katrina Kaif of the 70s. Thats how dad likes to refer to her.
Another 10 years down the line I hope to add 5 more of my Mom's alter egos, or rather the mile stones of my time with her, the way I like to see her. My lovable, crazy, formidable, beautiful force of nature, that makes me laugh, feel safe, feel loved and cries for me when I don't.

Love u,
Cha aka Techie aka Masala Vada aka Science student aka Cat70 aka Mom.

have faith, papa

my dad......my wonderful wonderful dad. he is a thinker. a very logical practical analytical man......who cries only for his daughter and now his beloved grand son. he is the stoic father who gave his daughter away hoping the man she marries will give her much more than what he could. the silent observer who watched his girl in pain when she gave birth. the friend who would go online and everyday and search for remedies for his baby girl's trauma. the enlightened husband who saw his wife of 30 years with new found respect when he realised what it means to be a wife and mother.

but daddy i don't need a man to be happy, shelter does't count for safety, spirit of a person is much stronger than bank balance and the greatest mistake anyone can ever make is to underestimate a woman. even if it is by a concerned and loving father like you.

Have faith, papa.