the power of touch...

heyy bloggy...!

sorry for being away so long....missed you!..wish you could respond to this:)

tumhe yaad karte karte jayegi rain sari..

tum le gaye ho apne sang neend bhi hamari.....

tumhe yaad karte karte...

mann hai ke ja basa hai anjaan ek nagar mein

kuch khojta hai pagal khoi hui dagar mein

itne bade mahal mein ghabraun main bechari

tum le gaye ho apne sang neend bhi hamari

tumhe yaad karte karte

birha ki is chita se tum hi mujhe nikalo

jo tum na aa sako to mujhe swapn mein bula lo

mujhe aise mat jalao meri preet hai tumhari

tum le gaye ho apne sang neend bhi hamari

tumhe yaad karte karte

jayegi rain sari...

one of my all time favourite numbers..sung by lata ..movie amrapali....a magic in itself...mersmerising enchanting totally engulfing....

coming back to what i was busy observing these days is the fact that human touch is one of the most powerful tools that god has blessed mankind with..

the moment we were born we felt the warm loving touch of our mothers' arms....where we slept peacefully ....in a world that was so safe ...the world in those arms...

the touch of cold winter breeze on ones face....the touch of rain drops on leaves...the touch of mud stained hands of a kid...the touch of the small fingers of a new born baby....these touches remind us of the miracle life is...

try consoling a crying baby without touching it !...impossible.....holds true for crying adults too:)....one tight hug and the pain vanishes into the warmth of the hug!...no matter how much one says in the form of words sometimes the true consolation only reflects in the form of a touch..

unsaid ...half said...hidden...unrealised ...all kinds of emotions gush out with one stolen kiss...that is the hidden power a single touch wields...a simple gesture like holding someone's hand gives out such a beautiful message ..i trust u so i give you my hand...i accept your trust so i hold your hand back...

no amount of words can match the feeling of being rested on the shoulder of someone you love with all your being...the sense of security that comes with this touch is hard to be attained by mere words...

human life is incomplete without these simple gestures full of love and life....

PS: i guess its time for me to go to bed and hug my fav pillow for the time being:):)

cutely ugly lovely monsters:)

andaaz apne dekhte hain aaine mein wo..

aur ye bhi dekhte hain koi dekhta na ho...

well..one of my favourite ghazals sung by my favourite ghazal maestro Ghulam ali ...mersmerises...intoxicates ..serenades...just takes you into a totally different world....people shower praises for pankaj udhas,,,,jagjit singh....but all i can say is that once you have tasted ghulam alis voice..rest all voices are like water after wine:)

anyways...what i wanted to write today was about something that everyone of us has gone through when we were kids....

i was returning from office today and again i encountered the naughty kids of my building...but today before they could call me aunty one of the kids' mom came running behind him and slapped him saying" why do you always forget to wear your slippers while going out to play?"...and i was dumbfounded ...i mean is that reason enough to slap a kid?..even motherly concern cannot justify hitting a kid for such silly reason...

scaring kids for everything..punishing them for all their mischiefs...has never been my idea of the childhood i shall be giving my kids..that is something i have learnt from my mom..she has never scolded or scared me for innocent mistakes like breaking a vase..spoiling my uniform...or not wearing slippers!...

i agree kids need to be disciplined and for that parents need to be strict but then parents also need to learn to differentiate between really grave situations and silly innocent childhood mistakes...we need to remember the kid will never be of this age again..let him make mischiefs..let him play pranks..let him wet the bed...let him be....

even if we adults wish to we can never do what these kids do!....so let them be in their own world...just guide them lovingly...caress them when they fall down and dirty their clothes..there is a whole life ahead to wear clean ironed clothes..for now let them dirty their clothes by jumping in puddles and playing with frogs:):)

PS: this doesnt mean i am never gonna thrash my kids because i know they are going to be monsters of the highest degree with genes from me:)

oouch! too hot:):)

hey bloggy..

when i saw the movie sahib biwi and gangster i was left with an open mouth when i saw mahie gill..along with sensuality, what her character was oozing out was a recklessness and unpredictability that just made her so irresistible...and i am still wondering what is it in a woman that makes a man go crazy for her..?..

well i leave it for the men to figure that out..:)..

i being a person who is constantly surrounded by a self created euphoria feel that unpredictability and a risk taking ability is the greatest attractive force towards any individual i get drawn to...

i feel after a level intelligence is boring..:)..i mean what kind of a life is it where every move you make is caculated and thought of..???...whats the fun in doing things when you are so well aware of every outcome..??..whats teh fun in falling in love when you know the other person is going to love you back...ha ha ...the challenge lies in falling for someone you know is never going to fall for you...(heart breaking stunt please perform at your own risk:))...

life is a dynamic roller coaster...ups downs ..downs ups...i dont advocate recklessness in dealing with anyones emotions but yes living with the acceptance that things can turn out to be stranger than you expect them to be....

PS: its true i sometimes get compliments that i resemble mahie gill:):) and i do take them seriously:)

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hey bloggy

huh...i hate this..why should everything be so complicated..???...and why is my brain not programmed to get along with gadgets and softwares..????...why why why..??????????

i mean its simply ridiculous to be frustrated on a sunday evening over some stupid software that cannot be installed or uninstalled whatever...huh..

it happpens once in every fortnight that some or the other software on my lappy stops behaving gentlemanly and i end up begging it to start or just get lost somewhere away from my lappy...most of the times the solutions range from restarting the computer to deleting web histories...but today it has gone really over my head...as such i forgot my skype password and when i attempt to make a new id the computer hurls abuses like "skype cannot connect"..what the hell..whats the problem with skype i ask??..what do u want to make u get connected??..all the while everyone around me is getting connected to someone or the other and here is this useless skype not able to connect..huh..heights..

the same is the case with my office printer..i can never get a print in one single attempt..and getting two sided print correctly is a near impossible dream for me..some things just dont connect...no matter how lovingly i whisper in the printers ears.."please printie baby ! aaj sahi se print out dedo..please..!!"..but no..the answer will be either A3 size paper coming out for A4 or the printer will buzz off...with me gaping at it thinnking "where did i go wrong??"...

helplessly i am staring at my lappy for now wishing it knew sometimes i also get a killer instinct in my eyes!!

PS: www stands for way over my head dot com:):)

fearing fear:)

hi sweetie..

the other day i was having a wordly duel with a friend when i very proudly announced " i am scared of nothing!"...to which i got a reply "are not you scared of losing someone ?"...and i felt yes i am scared of losing my loved ones..my friends...and as i kept thinking on these lines , i realised there are hell lot of things that scare me!

the first and the foremost is that i am scared of my own impulsiveness...an ability to say things or commit to everything in a fraction of a second and then regret it later...i need to learn the value of pauses in speeces...pause for a second..reflect and then say what i really want to say..

i am also scared of my restless temperament and the fact that i just dont know how to sit back and relax!...even if my body is shouting for rest yet if a plan to go out for a movie comes around i happily forego the needs of my body ...and later with the lack of proper beauty sleep i am on the verge of depression !!

actually there were n number of things that used to scare me earlier when i was at home...talking to strangers or even enquiring about a bus at the enquiry counter!..may be because basically by nature i can be termed a shy introvert (the people who hear my incessant blabber are the few lucky ones in my life who have had the good fortune of seeing even my extrovert side:):))

but the other day i was just about to open the lock of my apartment when i saw a lizard on the main door...had i been at my own home i would have shouted for dad to help me but here i was alone..so without panicking i just shooed the dirty lizard away..and i was so damn proud of myself:)...we learn to deal with all our fears slowly as life lands us in deeper waters...

i also fear my extremely easily trusting nature...in a world where you cannot even trust your own shadow i end up trusting everyone around me easily...at times my trust has been badly bruised and battered but still this instinct is still the same....i feel no one can be bad despite meeting the crappiest people....

well i guess the only fear in life is fear itself.....every fear that is met bravely gradually goes away..

PS: my greatest fear of ageing has already started with a few grey hair arising :(:(..rightly said old age is womens' hell:):)

honey its about money!

heyy bloggy!

i am back..hope u didnt miss me much:)..well i did miss u :)..i have heaps of thoughts running around in my mind right now but theres a thought that is demanding attention more than all of them and i am finally relenting to it...

recently i heard about an engagement being broken..the case was the girl went out for dinner with her fiance and she offered to pay for the dinner..her fiance didnt object and she paid for it..when she came home she just told her parents "i am not getting married to someone who cannot afford me"...

well this is an extreme case of radical decision making but one thing that struck me was no matter what girls say or portray , at the end of the day we all yearn for chivalrous and gentlemanly guys...the kind who will pull the chair or open the door...so news flash "its IN to be a gentleman"!!!

actually its about the way nature has made both the genders- one is the protector while the other is the nurturer...and this basic trait has stayed in both the genders since time immemorial,,, so a girl always wishes for her guy to be the strong one who will hold her in all times...

coming back to the point ..now how do we decide in todays world as to who will pay the bill..well as long as the two individuals are friends or buddies without any romantic liasons they ought to go dutch...no guy has the duty or right to pay for a girl who is not his girlfriend or wife...the matter remains simple..go dutch..

but the lamest line that i feel a guy can say to his girl when they are in a relationship is " lets share the bill"..everyone is free to have opinions about this but to me this is a sure shot turn-off :):)....what evry girl looks for in a man is his ability to support her in all ways ..provide for her as she is his family...

i have friends (males to be specific) complaining about getting married and cribbing about expenses of marriage and household responsibility..now that is a fact that intrigues me no end ..why should a guy who is not financially stable even think of getting married...get settled in your life first and then bring the other girl to your home..whats the hurry??..no doubt the girl will understand your woes and happily cope up with them but is it fair on your part to make her go through all this in the name of marital adjustment?

one of my worst nightmares is that i get married to a miser..or a guy who looks at the price tag of everything before he gets me a gift:)..i mean get me a chocolate bar but please dont crib about its cost...:)according to me people who usually know the price of everything do not know the value of anything....

everyone tells me that as i havent seen financial difficulties i dont think about spending money..but the fact remains i am also from a family where no one overspends..no one is brand conscious but yes no one thinks about saving money as the prime motive of life..no one searches for the cheapest honeymoon destinations :):)

i guess i have blurted out my thoughts with the flag of "i am a pure feminist" in my hand...:)

PS: even if any one was going to ask me out for a date ever, after reading this post he s gonna think twice for sure and then give up the idea :):)