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It's been a year...

You painted rainbows in the cloudy skies of my mind
You taught me to enjoy the roller-coaster called "life"
When others failed their promises, you cushioned the blows.

You've humoured my moods, tolerated my culinary skills (or lack of it) ,
Encouraged my dreams, and loved me in your own special way :)

It's been a year, since it's been official...
But you've made me realise there is nothing official about it -
You are and will always be my best friend.

Thank you, hubby dear...
For being mine and making me yours !!!

Life's Like That - 4

Time: 7:30 AMLady busy trying to prepare breakfast and lunch. Wishful thoughts range from the most dreamy ones "I wish I had ten hands like Ravanan..." to more practical ones like "Oh my God, my bus will come in the next 30 minutes...".With increasing frustration she realises that the chicken which hubby bought home the previous day was not "ready-to-cook" as she expected, but rather required elaborate cleaning.Lady calls up hubby to crib. She complains - "The chicken you bought is full of blood !@#$"Hubby replies genuinely - "That's wonderful. That way, we atleast know the chicken is fresh."

Isn't it a Wonder...

...that when you agree with a friend s/he never questions "why are you agreeing? how can you agree when you've not been there/experienced it?" but if you happen to disagree, then it suddenly becomes "how dare you disagree? you've never been there, so you will not understand ..."

And I Read...

The thinking and thought provoking philosopher Alex has tagged me.

The rules:

1. Name the person (of course with the link) who tagged you.
2. Publish the 5th paragraph of page 123 of the book you are currently reading. (if the page does not have 5th paragraph, take the last paragraph. And if the book doesn’t have page no. 123, take the last page.)
Well, I am taking the liberty to change the tag a bit...to quote what I like best in the book I am currently reading...'cos para 5 of page 123 is too long and too boring :)

And I Read...

"In the restorative idleness of solitude, on the other hand, the widows discovered that the honourable way to live was at the body's bidding, eating only when one was hungry, loving without lies, sleeping without having to feign sleep inorder to escape the indecency of official love, possessed at last of the right to an entire bed to themselves, where no one fought them for half the sheet, half of the air they breathed, half of their night, until thei…

Waving Goodbye...

...to the city of my dreams...
From where I ...
Received my first pay cheque...
Tasted my first glass of wine...
Learned to dodge backstabs...
Transitioned from child to adult...
Travelled in a bike at 130kmph...
Dug into my first KFC chicken, Pizza Corner pizza and McDonald burger...
Returned home safely at 1:00 pm in the nite...
Roamed in a mall just for the heck of it...
Survived on my own...

I've had the best of times with you....and the worst of times too...But, you will always hold that special place in my heart which is reserved for first loves...

Life's Like That - 3

Lady was in one of her most grumpy moods....the fact that Air Deccan delayed its morning flight to evening did not help matters...the additional fact that the airline representative chose 1:00 AM in the morning to inform of the delay didn't help either...the incidental result of having to miss an important meeting was brushed under the carpet as too insignificant to be bothered about...after all, not a life and death situation...

Lady sits at the airport royally bugged about the loss of a productive day and wondering why adjustments seem a one-way street...

In between her morose thoughts, she notices two kids trying to play with each other...One around 6 months old - Indian origin, crawling on its knees, barely able to stand up holding onto things. The other, around one and half years - a Caucasian with curly blonde hair happily walking around. They were finding it difficult to play as the younger one, much as he tried couldn't stand up and the elder one had to bend down to see …

A Musical Saga

I love music...all kinds..whether its sweet melody or hard rock, if the setting is right I enjoy it...I still remember friends staring in disbelief at a normally quiet me thoroughly enjoyin a rock concert in my b-school....I was mesmerised by the extra loud speakers...your heart literally beats in rhythm with the music !!!

My earliest memories of life are associated with music...when I was in kindergarten I used to sleep listening to my grandmother's radio (yeah, vividh bharati and akashavani - it was long before FM)

Then I won a pocket radio as a prize while in secondary school ...Needless to say, it was one of my most cherished possessions...

Then somewhere along the line, radio was replaced by car stereo and tape cassettes...

In college these again got replaced by MP3 stored in my computer...

When I started working, radio made a spicyhot comeback to the city.... The only feature in my cell phone other than the ability to make and receive calls is an in-built FM radio...

I am wonderin…

One More Time...

One more time, I burn my dreams To fire up yours... One more time... I soak up your tears in the spongy remnants of my expectations... I manure your garden of hopes by my decayed ones... I take the smile from my heart and place it on your lips... One more time, I muffle my screams of agony For you to have a peaceful sleep... One more time, I paint your portrait; With the blood of my soul.