This post is in continuation of my earlier post and in response to comments on it which are still pouring in. If you have not read the post or comments, please do that before reading this one.

Would you fall for a blogger ?

That was the question I had contemplated with.

Some of you agreed without blinking; some put a few conditions, another set argued it to be feasible, while some completely disapproved it. Thank you all for your intriguing responses.

In that post I tried to put forth the positive aspects of this platform. We all know what negatives it has. Blogging as the basic platform for those who are looking for a partner but who are not in love, who do not really have any time to go on innumerable dekko dates or who do not believe in pure arranged marriages and are looking for some basic connections before taking the plunge.

I was weighing it against Read the rest of this entry »

In-flight scene.

SHE and HE are sitting and the airplane is about to take off. An air-hostess paces from front to the back of airplane and so is HE’s craned neck… as far as he can.
Two things happen simultaneously.. .. HE curses and SHE thanks.

Whom ? Read the rest of this entry »

LIAR. The word has been haunting me since I received that sms of yours. I am utterly shaken.. beyond words.
Must have read it zillion times. Every single word is etched in my heart. You called me; we were extremely happy speaking to each other after many days and suddenly within a few hours you labeled me a liar.

WHY ??

I am at a loss.
You owe me an explanation. Are you Read the rest of this entry »

I can clearly see the two distinct you and I adore; adore but can not separate them. For me you are only one.… you as an arrogant, private individual and you as simple uncomplicated submissive passionate man.. the blessed one can get both of you together… so, separation should have been the most important criteria but it isn’t.

Au contraire, so plainly you distinguish two of me.. the innocent bubbly chulbuli me and private beautiful passionate me… a woman, a perfect companion. 10 on 10. Probably 12 on 10. And at times you miss only one of me. Yeah, I can understand it very well .. hows & whys.. everything.. but do you know something ? You can not get only one of me.. to have one, you have to have the other one.
It’s a packaged deal.

Current song:- Yeh Mera Deewanapan Hai ya Mohabbat Ka Suroor–Susheela Raman
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The imperfect me… the perfect you
Nervous me.. Patient you
Calm me… impatient you
Humble me .. Arrogant you
Serene me .. Asshole you
Listener me.. Chatterbox you
Mother me .. Child you
Little girl me.. Grandpa you
Protector me .. insecure you
Mellow me .. Gentle you
Beautiful me.. Lovable you
Ziddi main .. Ziddi tum..
Sharaab main .. Nasha bhi main

Sometimes it requires more than a couple to make a couple.

Current song- Chupke Se Raat Ki Chaadar Tale – Sadhna Sargam

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Yesterday when I read a post on Black’s blog, it made me mull over many things, above all was the insecure mind of Indian males. Albeit this could happen anywhere in the world but the Indian male is surely insecure. The insecurity which slowly takes away the life from our lives. Why Indian males ? Because so far I have not come across to proximity with any non-Indian male.

The Indian male has no qualms over having a good, close female friend (other than his girl/wife/partner) in his life. He does not mind any other girl to be close to him, enjoys the richness and reciprocates the same warmth.

But when Read the rest of this entry »

एक नशा एक जुनून हो तुम
एक ख्वाब एक सुकून हो तुम।

You are the best thing to happen
The best habit to acquire
The best moment to live
The best …

Current song- Khwaab Ho Tum Ya Koi Haqeekat, Kaun Ho Tum Batlao – Kishore
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Suhani didn’t cry. She didn’t feel the pain. Lying on operation table she was in deep sleep. Prior to this situation Suhani was a happy woman, content with her life. A good job, a nice caring husband, an understanding friend and now herself carrying a seven month foetus. Life could not have been better.

Suddenly things overturned overnight. Everything went topsy-turvy leaving her in a lurch. She was shattered on unexpected turns. Her husband was away on tour. She paced and paced, thinking and crying. She couldn’t sit for a moment. There was no end to that long dark night. She felt extremely lonely and almost had a nervous breakdown.

Her mental anguish had its effect on her physically. She felt like having convulsions. She knew something was terribly wrong.. looked like her time had come.. she wanted to be with her mother at this moment.
Suhani impatiently waited for the dawn and waited for her doctor’s home call. Told her about her wish to travel to her mother. The doctor was reluctant as she could be admitted anytime. Strong-willed as she was, Suhani assured the doctor of her well being and that she would contact her if need arises. It was a matter of just two hours.

Then she called her mother. “I am coming by next flight” was the simple message passed on. Mom didn’t have faintest of idea of what her daughter was going through. She herself was a heart patient and wasn’t keeping well. And now this ? She got worried. What happened suddenly ? Suhani was not supposed to come here for at least one more month for her delivery. Was there any complications ? She contacted the doctor here who was supposed to deliver Suhani’s child and apprised her.

Heart patient as she was, she started feeling sunken. In another four hours time Suhani would reach here but by the time Suhani came, neighbours had already taken the old lady to hospital.

Suhani’s condition started deteriorating but she was about to reach her destination. She kept her cool. Her eyes were red and swollen. She knew she had to become mentally tough, but somewhere deep inside she was extremely weak. However hard she was trying, she could not help thinking about the things that happened last night.

Plane landed, she rushed to her mom’s place only to find out she was in hospital. And it was time for her to rush to hospital as well. Her husband was informed and he too would reach here by tomorrow evening.

Suhani was in terrible pain. There were other complications also. It was her first delivery, that too before time. It had come when she least expected, all because of last days developments. She cursed herself for being so sensitive and stressing herself. Writhing in pain, she called out to mom again. Both of them were in same hospital but on different floors, different departments and both alone.

Next day afternoon Suhani delivered a premature child whose lungs were not developed fully. The child was immediately transferred to an incubator even before she left the operation table.

For next few days though Suhani recovered a bit, her child was still in danger. She remained in hospital but enquired about her mother all the time. Mother was at home, resting but can not come to the hospital, Suhani’s husband told.

Suhani was experiencing strange emotions. She was happy, angry and upset.. all at the same time. She looked at her husband… He could not have understood the emotions, he was lost somewhere, perhaps in the office work which he had to leave in the middle of everything. Not all guys are that sensitive and emotion filled, she thought. She wanted to share her feelings with her friend but that too was not possible now. It is matter of some more days, with a dismayed heart she assured herself. Everything would be all right.

On eleventh day, the doctors declared that her child was out of danger. She wanted to rush home to show her mother her next generation, her grandchild, her fulfillment. She wanted to ask her mother how she looks in her new role.

Mother would be extremely happy to see that little bundle wrapped up in blanket and would immediately take the child in her lap.

First time in many days Suhani smiled.

Little did she know that six days back, in the same hospital, two floors up, her mother had closed her eyes forever.

Current song- O Meri Jaan, O Meri Jaan – Asha & Shailendra

Back from hiatus. I can see, so many people had wondered what happened to me and kept checking/messaging on both my blogs. Thanks for all your concerns and wishes. Well, I am back, that’s more important. Suddenly I had to rush out of Mumbai for personal reasons. Give me sometime, I’ll cover up all your blogs and try to be my own self again ….

Phir usi bewafaa pe marte hain,
Phir wahi zindagi hamaari hai

This month long break has taught me many things. Not that I didn’t know about them, but it reiterated and reaffirmed my belief in them.

First, it taught me to take life more seriously, its not a joke.
It taught me to move on in life with a smile on your face after you lose someone very dear to you, however painful it is to do that.
It taught me not to expect anything from any relation, for, expectations lead to frustrations and in the process we end up losing the person and his/her beautiful closeness.

It also taught me that it is in our hands to make life beautiful… for us and for the ones who love us.
It taught me how important and fragile relationships in our lives are. By relationships I mean any… relations with your parents, siblings, colleagues, friends and so on and you should not let them break for whatever reasons.

Ohh it taught me much more than all this crap. I tried hard.. very hard. I tried to read, tried to scribble my sane/insane thoughts, tried to eat and sleep. Yes, I tried all. I even tried to post something nice but messed up and now my thoughts are refusing to come out of me….. they don’t want to be exposed… at least some of them… at least for the time being… I know not all, but some of them will see the light through my posts and you’ll definitely relate those posts to this one.

Well, what do you do when you hurt someone ? Or if someone hurts you very badly, how do you forgive that person? It is hard… very hard. Is not it ? Even if you want to, you are in a dilemma.

Well, however difficult it is, if I feel I have done something wrong even remotely to hurt someone, I become extremely restless and don’t sit quietly till I make up for that. People who know me will agree to it. I go all out to clear the air. And somehow, I find my way. Be it through a call, sms, mail, letter, face-to-face (at times this being the most difficult) or even a simple card… I somehow manage to say ‘SORRY’ and I mean it.

Yes, this simple one word has tremendous healing power. It wonderfully revives the deteriorating relations. I have been on both sides of this since my childhood and have done both.. saying sorry and forgiving. And I don’t believe in breaking any relations, any friendship for silly reasons. Of course, the other person should not close ALL the doors for reconciliations.

Life is short… very short for these petty reasons to take charge of your life, to take charge of the way you live your life or treat others. Don’t ever let these reasons rule you.

Never ever let your ego/anger/embarrassment/ misunderstanding come between any relations, it kills everything.. sometimes on the spot and sometimes in a crawling slow death which is even more painful.

Don’t hesitate, it’s perfectly okay if you go to that someone.. and believe me, you are not letting yourself down by doing so, you are rising in that person’s eyes and most importantly in your own eyes. And your bond is going to be even more stronger than before.

Think of the person whom you have hurt, how is he/she coping or trying to cope with it ? That person may be waiting to hear from you. Even if you think that the other person was wrong, there is absolutely no harm in approaching him with a fresh attitude. Chances are, the other person is as much hurt as you are.

I have noticed, many times you need not even utter that word ‘Sorry’. The moment you approach them with clean heart, they understand the genuine effort made by you. Many times we fight over trivial baseless issues, later realize our mistakes and then we are stuck. Stuck because even though we want to rectify our mistake, our ego shamelessly stops us from doing so.
Also, if the other person comes and says sorry, please for God’s sake, have a heart and forgive him/her. Remember, just like you how difficult it would have been for that person to gather courage and come to you.

Agreed, many times it is very difficult to forgive people but think of it. If the person is feeling guilty and approaches you, half the battle is already won.
The main hurdle in all this sorry-forgive affair is to initiate. If you are really concerned about reconciliation then it doesn’t matter who initiates. I have done it even when the fault was not mine simply because I knew the person concerned was extremely sorry but not able to gather courage to face me.

Being humans, we all hurt each other but it is always better to get over with it instead of having self-inflicting pains forever. They say it’s easier to forgive than to forget. That’s true. But if you genuinely try then I think it’s easier to forget too. And if you want to take revenge.. remember, Forgiveness is the sweetest revenge.

So, if you have done anything wrong to any person and if you ever cared for him/her even for a moment, act before it is too late. Ring that person up even if she/he may be the one whoshould be doing it. Send a ‘I’m sorry’ card to the person you hurt last week/last month/last year. Give a hug. Take that person out if you can. Do whatever you can, but DO.

And if you didn’t get a chance to say sorry /to forgive that someone who’s not alive anymore, say a little prayer and do something special in her/his memory today.

People are irreplaceable so cherish them and let them know that you care for them, while they’re alive. Don’t carry that guilt/anger/hurt to your grave.

Remember, Forgiveness does not change the past, but it does enlarge the future.

Don’t delay.. say it today.

Note:- Since I don’t want anyone to comment on this post, I have disabled it. Bear with me.

Current song-I Just Called to Say I Love you - Stevie Wonder

Don’t be so happy. It is not a sequel to Tears of Joy but only a post script.

First, I must thank all of you for your valuable opinions on the post. Many commenters praised my writing skills, it looked very real to them as if it was my own story. I am delighted about that. That day, as my thoughts and emotions flowed, I wrote the post without changing anything, not even the sequence and to tell you a little secret.. I was crying at the time of writing it. So, full of emotions I was and so close it is to my heart.

Some of the commenters have started liking the girl “Tum” and want her to Read the rest of this entry »