Some hard realities of life

We are currently having a short vacation time. But as opportune as it always happens, I never get to rest. I am not complaining or even resenting to the fate. But simply wondering how as nature has its own ways of retaliating as we are seeing in the recent past of Kerala, similarly, our bodies too have its own ways of showing each one of us, that we need to sometime look at us also!

On a rather seemingly usual evening, i was numbed by a pain, so vigorous and excruciating. As I always do, i ignored it. But never did i know that it would manifest itself into something as big that, it will make me stop my life at least for a couple of days. Stop to make me sit and relax, rest and introspect. Stop to make me understand that life is always not about keeping deadlines, working day in and out, never stopping to sit back, sip a cup of tea, enjoy those simple moments. 

Sometimes, in life, you need to get hit hard by the realities of life, don't we? Had i not undergone that pain, never would i have realized what i was putting my body through. I was travelling, incessantly, living a life out of a box, for quite sometime now. It surely had taken its toll, not just on body but also on mind. 

Such incidents also bring to light the real friends of our lives. Our families. The importance of the institution of family, of marriage. Of simple niceties. How people who where nowhere related came to help. How their helping hand gave me hope. A hope that good people still exist. That they are not yet a mirage, a thing bygone. It also gave me added responsibility of how I should make my daughter aware and realise that life is not just about getting and taking, but also of giving. Most importantly, when you are in need. If you can be of help, when a person is in most need, then that's the best thing that one can do. It creates memories. Memories of life, filled with love and a feeling of being cared for.

As I always feel, whatever happens in life has a reason. Some are reminders, some are pointers. Some are just feelers. But this one, is all of them. Cheers to Acute Lumbar Spasm:)

Such a long time ....

Its been such a long time. As in 7 odd years of writing in this space. Truly unbecoming of me.
One again, thanks a ton Reenu Acha for reminding me of the days i used to write. I owe that to you. It rekindled memories. Fond ones, of vibrant solitude , of introspection, musings , thoughts and feelings.
I myself could not help think about the coincidence , barely an intended one, that I was writing this the first time after marriage. And I have been married for 7 years now. Hmm...not small an achievement again.
Life took so many turns. It breaked, puffed, again cruised, huffed in between again. But still I love the idea of being married, of being a mother , of being loved. So lucky me.
I keep wondering about the present generation. Not that I am an oldie, far apart from the one I am talking. But ,now are the days where commitment is such a thought about concept, true life partners a rare commodity and girls fearful of making a life long commitments in the form of marriage. But I remember back in 2013, i was so clear that I wanted this charmy mess. I was done with being single, sometimes alone too. I wanted company. Someone to fight with. Someone to cause trouble for. Someone to be of help too, sometimes.
Looking back, though not very long back, as in they do sitting in 60s, i feel, so far things have been so refreshing, unique, bumpy at times, but truly worth the challenge.
Thanks etta.i know you may not even see this. But, this one is for you. And to our ways and togetherness.

nothing matters!!

nothing matters, does it. after all, what is the whole purpose? what is that one should aim for?

why do people live? for the sake of it? or bus mazza lene ke liye? the joy of it?

i mean, these days, a very small thing, might be very insignificant for other people, keeps me going.

the hope of doing it, rewarding myself after a bout of some serious reading, brings smile to my face.

i m happy! really, i m happy!!

i m so crazy, seriously. nothing bothers me. somehow, it does not matter much to me that rahul gandhi is not living up to his expectations, that we are having FDI in retail, that India just got knocked out of T20 WC, that my mains is gonna happen in another 2 days, that i have a whole chunk still left to be read, 

that economist is running special feature on India, that i am on a 2 week long vacation from work,

nothing. nothing matters. i m kinda feeling myself awkward

all that i do is read these days. read read n more of read

amma is happy facilitating. n i am feeling bad about it. i cant help. she is not accepting favours!!

and i m getting bored too. much more. but this hope, there is the HOPE

of just listening to this soothing song, or seeing a bit of my fav serial. however, insignificant its.

its making me happy.contended. 

i just found out myself, how quickly i got over people, crazes. nothing keeps me engaged for a significant amount of time. nothing. i always want this change in life. hmmm.....tough to catch up with.

how in that case, to constantly keep myself busy, contended, happy and amused- all at the same time?

The last thing i should be doing now!!

okay, this is the last thing i should be doing now!
really, mains is happening in a week.
next week, same time, hmmm, 4 papers done!
i m utterly butterly unprepared:)
but still, i felt like just writing something.
its been so long, so!!
guess, the day thats gonna come by,
would see more my activity here!!

mind boggling indeed!

ok.....so i have lived up to see India win the ICC World Cup. yeh dil tho certainly maange more now. if it was kapils devils way back in 1983, now its Dhoni's Dashers in 2011. the excitement is just so immense in the air. that last six which Dhoni hit, was hit straight int our hearts....n then, oila, it blew it away, dint it....one second, i could not believe my eyes....but it was a dream come true. memories of 2003 when we were literally grounded by the aussies and later when we crashed out in 07 is all history now.....unwanted, to be forgotten history. but when history repeated after a whole 28 years, it certainly did in a MAJESTIC way. gritty young chaps, with a super young heart sachin did it for us again. these youngsters are heroes of not just this cricket frenzy nation but they went on to display some truly heavy emotional capabilities while they were playing. under pressure,the chase was indeed like lil drops making the mighty ocean.seemingly coming easy, the flight towards the end by dhoni, was just sizzling. yesterday i just wrote about the excitement that i was in, i am totally immersed now, only to be carried on to the IPLs. But the world cup is a totally different ball game altogether and its massive. well done TEAM INDIA. this was certainly a well deserved one!

Cricketing excitement ....i am bowled!

Its great to be once again pulled into by this wonderfully stupid game. The game which has given us demi gods, which has given us stars, so that we can not just look at them an be amused, but also follow their path, wherever they seem to be leading us to. I used to think that post college and the short working life that i had, i would get over this addiction. yes, it was, an addiction. To be glued to the TV every single time a match was 'ON'. It did not matter whether it was a 50 over one, or a 20 over truce! if there was a cricket game , i would be there.

Now that i am nearing my exam time, this was the most apt occasion for the world cup to happen. Really. Two more months to go, before i fire my guns all over, the Indian cricket team would have exhausted theirs! A world cup and an IPL following it, there is lot in the baggy for a cricket lover this summer:)

Cricket is truly becoming that game that transcends barriers, isn't it? good to see the teams playing that my  best friend calls me up the next day only to narrate how she managed to get her way with the TV screens turned towards her, as she has a collar on! Poor her, but she seemed all happy for that inconvenience turned a blessing. she was dancing all the way. we all had done that, in this country. Dancing to the tunes of our wishes turning out to be true. i hope we can get crazy, if the cup lands in Dhonis hands. I am sure, it would be a well fought one!

That I am Back Again!

Long Long time ago!
I used to write frequently in this space
then came a time
when i drifted away

no specific reasons 

nothing to prove, i just left
now is the time, the right one
to start again
the times of writing, of musing
of wondering what would amuse others!
not that i found out how,
but i seem to be interested more now.
thats all, and thats it.

only to say, that i am back again!