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.

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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.

I always tell me participants, what is it that you want to be?

A log in a river, that goes along with flow and eventually joins the vast ocean. One more log among a sea of logs.

Or to be a fish which swims against the current to reach it's destination.

And honestly everyone of them want to be a fish, but what those young beautiful bright people don't know is that most of us land up sleep walking through life.