For Jan 14th

I was caught up with people in Planet Pandora in a never before 3D experience.

More about that shortly, in todays's blog entry.

Follower

" Please don't follow me this way" I gently snapped at my little girl who stalks me form the bathroom to the kitchen to the living room, tracing my footsteps. As much as I love her, her clinginess gets to extremes sometimes - specially on days like these when her Baba is out of town.

" I need my space" I added - like she'd understand what I meant. And when I went upstairs to get something, the lil brat over took me - knotted her eyebrows and snapped back quiet triumphantly - "Why do you follow me all the time? I need my space"

I smiled, since I couldn't cry!

:-)

Cheating

But here goes my entry for today - my 'at least one line' thingie!

Time

From one step to the other

You glide and take it away

The present, the youth

The moments, the years.

You don't stop -

Let me catch up and run with you!
While gathering

Memories

And wishfully

Wisdom!

Philosophy.

These filling of pots and pans

Heaping the plates

Emptying.

These cares and comparisons

Peer pressures and problems,

Selfish thoughts, actions

Controversies and manipulations

Starting from the moment

The sperm shoots into the egg

And going on till we breath our last

Where does the realization of

Our real self

Feature in this madness??

Where does the effort to

Connect with our conscience

Come across in this craziness??

Prayers

Just had a bloggable thought about prayers.

This will be revisited.

Not on time

But this still is counted as a blog entry for Friday Jan 08th :-)

Quote - "we all seem to have an idea of how other people should lead their lives while our own lives are far less than perfect"

Masterpiece

Most alluring windows to the

Most mysterious soul.

Raven tresses falling

Playing peek- a- boo with

Perfection personified.

If Beauty can be defined

A look at this picture does it.

You are a creation

That put His talent to test!

Day 6 - verse

Frozen in the winter chill

Covered with snow and ice

Burried under the numb earth

Waiting to sprout and take a breath

Thoughts of love like spring bulbs

simmer under the cold heaps

Brewing colors of hope

To welcome green foliage

Of Togetherness!

Day 4 - Quote

Forgiving saves the expense of anger, the cost of hatred and the waste of energy - Unknown.

Day 4 - keeping in touch.

The world wide web is the greatest invention of all ( may be the second greatest since I need to grant it to the Wright Brothers for the greatest invention ever -just a personal opinion open for argument! LOL) since it shrunk the world into a little neighborhood. All I need to do is punch a few keys and I am shooting across an instant message to my sister in Mumbai and gathering all kinds of information from all sorts of sources and shopping for missed souvenirs in a Venice based e-commerce site. Cool. Huh? But what is it about those letters that have ironed folds tucked away some where in a shoe box, as a trophy to the bygone days? The letters with yellowing corners and scratched handwritings feels like an emotional DNA of the people that mean a lot to me. Each letter presents to me a drug like ecstasy and transforms me into my childhood days. I rediscover feelings felt, joys experienced and friendships made and forgotten, buried under the debris of growing up.

Most importantly, it presents to me the effort each and every one of them carry with them and the anticipation, love and affection that was communicated from the sender to the receiver and back. I had a stash of stationery and stamps that were replenished at regular intervals. I spent a small fortune on cards - cards that conveyed sorrys, thank yous, love yous and thinking about yous. Each important occasion was marked in my agenda. I didn't miss any one's birthdays or important holidays and New years. The cards were mushy, the messages long and the time effort and cost involved were cumbersome (for a child/teenager's pocket) and that is probably the best investment I'd made in myself and my people. Today, snail mail stands as a testimonial of love, patience and caring. For the New Year, I made a few quick calls to my immediate family and chilled. Then it came to me like a flood - the great event of buying New Year cards to every one in the family and friends list. The pain to look for apt descriptions that would reflect my feelings for the receiver and the corresponding verses that I'd write to make them more personal. Then I logged into my numerous email accounts and wanted to send a group email to all my friends. Shamefully enough, some of them were long out of touch and I thought I'd be uncomfortable to pop out a random, generic New year wish. So, I looked through the list and sent messages to friends that mean a lot to me. I wrote clumsy little messages - but I made an attempt to detechnicalize myself and make an effort to tell them that they were in my thoughts - and that I think beyond me myself and my blood.

My friend Avi calls me on my b'day every year. It doesn't matter if he's in Timbuktu, or laid off or broke - he calls me. He speaks a couple of sentences but the impact lasts till my next b'day. Relationships are a great thing. Love is what bounds them. Effort is what keeps them alive. I hope we can all take a moment in our lives and ask after our old friends, send them little messages for major occasions and keep the thread of love strong. It need not be laborious snail mails and mushy messages - as I've said the Internet reduced the planet to a cozy neighborhood and if you are out of contact with people in your contact list - something is seriously wrong with that picture.