Exams.............

Hey, all you people out there. My exams are going on and i decided to study with a vengeance this time so I am limiting the time i normally spend blogging. By the way, I regularly take a look around at other people's blogs and i am continually amazed to see so much interesting stuff out there! I leave a few appreciating comments and sometimes i drone on about my feelings on the blog! So all you people out there who love life and dream big, and just enjoy being their quirky selves ( I love noticing quirky habits of different people, its so cool when people are just themselves. You can notice their slight mannerisms and smile that set them apart from anybody else. One day i want to go around the world, catch hold of 1 person at a time and tell them that for an hour they can do exactly what they want and be what they want and then I want to see what every person does, coz that would be the true indication of their personality. What an amazing feeling that would be, to see people being carefree, unique and filled with joy! Now that would be worth writing about!!). Anyways, as i was saying, cheers to all of us who love being happy. Take care all!

Marine Drive

I took these pics just before sunset! Hey Bhushi, i know you're green with jealousy!

A walk to remember.................

Hey! I had described to you the beautiful scene i witnessed when i went to Marine Drive on May 12th. I saw the lights of Wankhede stadium reflected on the sea which was quite a sight! Overcome by this joy i went back to Marine Drive on a day i knew the lights would be on and i tried to capture a good image of this magnificent view!

Just a thought.........

When do you feel proud of yourself? I thought of this when I received compliments from my friends for writing this blog. When they complimented me, I felt happy, ecstatic, like sunshine had suddenly burst forth from me, I felt humbled because they understood what I had written and I felt my heart grow even fonder of them. But I did not even once feel proud of myself!
Do you want to know when I feel truly proud of myself? It’s when I am actually penning down my thoughts, when I put two words together such that they create a meaning apt to that situation that I want to describe, I feel proud when I complete writing a poem which I wrote just to express my feelings without thought as to whether anyone would like it. I write to please myself and to express my doubts, fears, joy and happiness. I play the keyboard to feel the joy that I can create music (Am still learning though, but I still love it!!). And that makes me proud, that is the moment I feel pride in my work, in myself.
I have written a few poems that I have shown only to a couple of people, one of those poems expresses sadness and despair due to fact that I thought that I don't fit in anywhere. But that poem that others may conceive as a sorrowful one is truly the poem that best describes my strength! The feeling of pride that I felt when I wrote that poem truly can be rated among my top proud moments!! Hehehe.......
So do you tell your kids that you feel proud of them when they get an A grade? Instead tell them that you feel proud of them when they study, when they learn something new!! That is my opinion! Please feel free to tell me about your proud moments! I would love to hear about them!! Keep smiling :-)

Lucky me!!!

Evening walks to Marine Drive have become frequent (i have moved to a place close to it) and even more precious to me. There is something about the sea that i find utterly irresistible and it pulls me towards it like honey to a bee. So i went for a walk by the sea again today and just sat in peaceful contemplation (listening to November Rain by GNR) for some time on the parapet. Then i noticed that the sea was illuminated with bright diagonal lines shimmering on the surface at certain intervals while the rest of the sea was its usual dark mysterious self. I got up to investigate the cause of the incandescent glow on the surface of the sea when i noticed that the lights of Wankhede Stadium were on! The stadium lies behind a row of buildings but the lights are tall and look like inquisitive children peering over a fence. Well, radiations of light were streaming from the gaps separating the neighbouring buildings and fell onto the sea like silver dust from the wand of a fairy!! Oh, you should have seen it, the shimmering bands of light met at a point far away in the sea and looked like ethereal paths promising a magical journey to all those who had the courage to walk upon them!! It was beautiful, and i could not stop smiling. I just wish i had a camera to capture that moment, but at least i have that image locked away in my mind! If anyone at that moment had told me that the fairies from the faraway woods had come for a visit and had left these mementos, i would have readily believed them!! I am lucky to live so close to the sea!

A Musical Concert by the sea

I have just returned after attending a musical concert that has stolen my breath and given me moments of clarity and beauty so pure that I just can't stop myself from penning down this magical reality.
I was one of the hundreds gathered to witness this phenomenon, and I don't think any one of us had even an inkling of the effect this performance would have on us. I have been to live concerts before; I have stood among thousands of spectators and sung along with them. Standing there, among several kindred spirits, I have felt a harmony with myself and my surroundings that usually eludes us in the mad rush of our lives. Usually a live concert is a crowd of bodies who are shifting from one foot to another in an effort to find some comfort in a stifling atmosphere. Most of the black t-shirt clad bodies around you are drenched in sweat, and are stinking of alcohol after standing in a queue outside the concert grounds for hours, just waiting to be let in. But when the music begins, all the discomfort vanishes with every thought in your head. Awestruck, and numb, you can feel the reverberations of the music within your soul, and you realise that this moment could be the on were living for.
But at this particular concert today, I felt isolated. I did not feel united with the other spectators, I did not feel their joy mixed with mine. Today, I didn't care. I just felt the eternal music, I felt it lift my soul above to a place where I could feel nothing except the emotion that I was alive, that I was free. I felt my desires, my ambitions and I acknowledged that I would fight to make every one of them come true, that I would not give up the smallest dream; because every dream is a little flame of hope that gives me the strength to envision a larger dream. I acknowledged my strengths and my weaknesses as I gazed up at the sky, I acknowledged the people I love, I acknowledged my teachers and I saluted mankind. I saluted every person alive because man is glorious, he is a multi-faceted creature whose creativity can extend as far as the horizon. Yes, I felt proud, proud to be a woman.
I attended this concert a walk away from my place, a musical concert by the sea. I stood on the parapet, I stood as tall as I could and I gazed at the sea as if by just staring at it I could compel it to perform for me. And what a performance it gave me!! The lilting tones of the sea emanated a calmness that I have never found anywhere else, the crashing of the waves against the rock sung a song of perseverance and strength that helped me face my fears. The dark sky and its bride, the moon accompanied the sea to create an atmosphere of peace that crackled with joyous energy.
And I stood there, transfixed just listening to this harmony of love and I felt like I had witnessed a sight that everyone saw, but few understood. I felt blessed because I had the vision to behold a mysterious entity, a beauty bound by land and yet so free.
I finally recovered from the spell I was under and walked back home under a canopy of trees, smiling to myself, confident to have been the only witness to a concert by the sea. Until the fluttering leaves whispered their ancient knowledge of my secret to me.

A scene from Madagascar...................The arrogant King Julian at his charming best!!! HEHEHE..

RETROSPECTION

What is this bond that exists between two friends?
What is this love that blossoms between two lovers?
Are these just feelings or do they have a deeper
meaning?
Do these relationships have a reason worth revealing?

Is respect not the first step towards any
relationship?
Is admiration not the essential ingredient of any
relationship?
Do a person's thoughts not reflect his character?
Then why do we say that a person's mind and heart
differ from each other?

Can people with different tastes stay together?
Can their superficial wants really hide the principles
that really matter?
Can a CEO and a clerk not have anything in common?
Does dedication supercede ambition?

Is the sacrifice of self respect worth the adulation
won by false pretences?
Is it fair to term confidence and self esteem as
arrogance?
Is accumulation of wealth the only sign of a life
lived well?
Can questions say what answers can never tell?

DANCING IN THE RAIN

This pic always makes me smile!