Caught in love- Surprisingly

It’s been long that I haven’t written something that had really touched me or compelled me to tap my lappy’s keyboard… last few weeks I’ve experienced such drastic eventualities in life that it has amazed me to the core…. Few things I dint even know existed or mebbe existed but dint know wud have had such great impact on me…

Couple of years back I had been thru a bad phase in life wherein I thought I was dead or had killed myself to the extent I couldn’t resurrect, but life got me surprised with its own whims n fancies. Never ever had thought that someone can drive me so crazy to go head over heels in few weeks wid his own charming easy way… No impressive talks but simply smart enough to get me stumped… Unwavering questions without beating around the bush.. Answers in jiffy making me laugh till it hurt (which I actually had forgotten) …. Extraordinary in his own simple ways… Touched my heart like an alchemist taking all my pain away unknowingly…. Stupid but nonetheless adorable…. obstinate in the cutest way… n I guess I can go on n on wid this….

This one goes to you n u know who this is to…. Wouldn’t have been grateful to god the way I am now…. You really have given me elixir and made me come back to life… n I wud say I owe my life to u….

Walking Down the memory Lane……

Today was the day, she was gonna be there where she had spent three years of her life…. The place where she started her career, found new friends whom she wud always cherish, experienced the first love of her life and also the hurt of letting it go on its own way……. Many strings still attached which were impossible to be incised in spite of the pain she went thru every moment living her life cos she very well knew tht it was the only feeling that made her feel alive….

She was well aware that treading thru the same path will make all her memories come back to life, and it wud seem as all that happened was just yesterday…… and that in line will make her upset for long… She had been thru this many times but then every time the hurt made her feeble n the strength and attitude she once possessed evaded…..

She had boarded the train of memories which splintered at the blaring sound of horn of the local train, she had to get down… nothing had changed….. the crowd seemed reckless as it always was….. she headed towards the foot over bridge climbing the steps lazily as she always did… she felt somebody’s hand tapping her shoulder as he once did…. But it was just one of the other moments when she lived in the memories……

Apprehensive she felt walking on the know road thinking she might come across someone who knew wot she had been thru…. But then that was the truth and she couldn’t have denied it….. She walked past the restaurant where they had lunch everyday.... the time when they both shared there office nitti gritties… She was always a good listener and he, a good speaker… Every step she took reminded of her past… wid her frends and the one she loved the most………

She entered the office .. happy.. comforting smiles all over the known faces asking about how she had been and how life has treated her…. She smiled back with a poise without even a brush of in confidence which was known to her…… She faced every smiling face with the same confidence….. but then why is she still unhappy…. Not letting go the fond reminiscences.. as if they formed the core of her existence…

Porpoise Effect….

This was the term I read in news paper few months back, but strangely I cant get the synonym if I Google it…. The term basically meant that different people have different way of reacting to the happenings in their life, but then they usually change the course of action (regarding to that particular incident) for their whole life as if it was their true nature….. This effect that a person adapts is called as the porpoise effect… for example if a person faces a heartbreak he/she decides to never love again as if the facet of their being, of keeping someone on priority than their own needs never existed….

Now coming to the point about what exactly prompted me to break my knuckles n write few words is, one incident I faced yesterday…. Few days back we had a negotiation meeting and that too a final one, where in the Client comes into picture for the first time… basically what I mean to say is this is time when the client squeezes the contractor as much as he can and the package is awarded and thus the rat race to gain the contract comes to an end. Now after telling u guys what importance does the final negotiation meeting has I again roll down to square one…. We being the consultants are supposed to keep in mind all the nitty gritties of the quote but somehow we skipped out on a minute point which in turn was blown out of proportions to have a devilish smile on the client's face only to say…. ‘U aint worth the salt’ and somehow it had a miraculous (or to say a curse in disguise) effect on my seniors that we had to wait and get bored to core till the time when kids are enjoying their slumber and dreaming bout toys n delicacies tht make them happy…. But we were facing the adverse effects and had nothing to say but face the situation clipping the eyelids so that we dint put our self on the snooze mode….. Now that’s wot I call a Porpoise effect on my seniors which made us suffer….

Mumma....

Its been long that I’ve been contemplating to write few words… but somehow the clutter in my office due to shifting in workplace dint give my mind the desired peace to put in writing what I wanted to… Nothing major that happened but only group of incidents that made my mind think more about the topic (or rather a major part of every bodies life).

I had been sick for few days and the only person around me 24X 7 was nobody else than my mom… apparently a show tht I follow also presented a performance which was dedicated to one of the contestants mom…. And that happened to be the song which I had always wished to serenade to my mother when I get the guitar chords right (Guitar… as of now seems very difficult but I know one day I’ll be there strumming patterns to my satisfaction) and the third event that came across was that, a very best frend of mine became a proud mom of a very beautiful baby boy… and her mail about the new relation with her kid opened whole new avenues of emotions I have never sensed……

This blog is to all the mothers and especially to my mom to whom I surely shall serenade the song I love the most… but as of now I post the lyrics of the song… n I wish u guys reading thm wud surely love it….. This song is from the movie 'Dasvidaniyaan'.. simple strumming... and not to great lyrics but somhow it surely touches your heart

Maa... Meri Maa.. Pyaari Maa...Mamaa

hoo

Maa... Meri Maa.. Pyaari Maa...Mamaa

Haatho ki lakerien badal jayengi

Gum ki yeh zanjeerein Peeghal jayengi

Ho khuda pe bhi aasar

Tu duaon ka hai ghar

Meri Maa..Meri Maa.. Pyaari Maa...Mammaa

hoo

Maa... Meri Maa.. Pyaari Maa...Mammaa

Begdi kismat bhi sawanr jaayegi

Zindagi tarane khushi ke gayegi

Tere hote kiska dar

Tu duawon ka hai ghar

Meri Maa..Meri Maa.. Pyaari Maa...Mammaa

hoo

Maa... Meri Maa.. Pyaari Maa...Mammaa

Yun tu mein

Sab se nyara hoon

Tera maaa mein dulara hoon

Duniya mein jeene se jyada uljhan hai maaa

Tu hai amar ka jahan

Tu gussa karti hai Bada accha lagta hai

Tu kaan pakati hai Badi zor se lagta hai

Meri Maa

Meri Maa..Meri Maa.. Pyaari Maa...Mammaa

hoo

Maa... Meri Maa.. Pyaari Maa...Mammaa

Loss......

Frankly speaking there are many thoughts in my mind that needs to be vented out, ranging from ‘loss of someone u cant imagine your life without’ to something airy like ‘Girls are form Venus n Guys from Mars (or should I say the source is yet unknown and I think thts the only reason for their survival – guys… no offense please).
Recently my immediate senior lost his mom to cancer. Needless to say, loss of someone so close sets you through turmoil but I really appreciate the way he handled it….. I still remember those days when I was under such a condition (not someone’s demise but end of a relation which meant world to me and the pain still seems to be neverending) Unruly comments to the extent that I was stigmatized as person who was worthless and a scatterbrain……. I took loads of time to stabilize myself. The only person who showed faith n trust in me was the person I mentioned about…. And I had to prove him right.... the only way I could do it was by engrossing myself in the work and not thinking bout the loss in life…. When I think bout my inability to handle emotional turmoil, hats off to my boss who in spite of a great loss is still going strong supporting his family and doing his duty with all his mind……….

Personal Diary of best buddy thru my lens….

Yess u read it right…. Frankly speaking am a bit(or should I say say to the core) apprehensive and concerned bout writing it for my frend… cos I feel no one in this world can feel the exact sentiment tht goes thru the other person even if it happens to be your soulmate… and as one of my other frend says… ‘everybody goes thru the same shit only the time and intensity differs which no other person can guage’….

To start wid I wud am surely gonna crawl under his skin n put pen to paper(or to say fingers on the keyboard) as if it was me… (Hey buddy…. hope I cud do the best wid wot I have… J ) n here I go….

Its been more than 2 years tht we have drifted apart cos of the destinies written by the almighty or should I say if she cud have taken a bit of liberty and courage life wud have been much more beautiful than it is now…. The relation started wid a very innocent touch to it…. ‘Boy needs girl n a girl needs boy’ types… mebbe infatuation at first but which thn bloomed to wot they call as love.. being together for over a decade shall surely say the bond we shared was never weak…. She was the dumbest girl I cud see around but prettiest of all who showered her care as if thr was no tomorrow….. Being around wen in need and understanding me without me uttering a word was the quality she was blessed with. Life was much of a cakewalk until she changed the course of her life n walked away wid smone else, her parents chose for her…… Life took a toll on me n still seems crappy but worthwhile to say am blessed wid frends who understands me if not totally but atleast to the extent that they can feel my anguish…..

Here I depart with few lines I believe in ‘ God surely has a great sense of humor n am the kill….. ‘ but I still live my life on my own terms mocking him down n saying… "U up thr am the boss of my life n I aint gonna let u fuck it up"………..’

Space Bubble…..

Being a girl into construction industry, I usually come across the necessity n the existence of space bubble. Technically speaking everybody has a space bubble around them; it’s the space that a person requires to feel comfortable. It varies from person to person; few people have a bigger bubble whereas few don’t seem to have it atall…. Depends on the roots u come from and the influence of the people u meet in your life time…. The bubble also decreases and increases according to the acquaintance you have with people u r conversing with…
Now enuff of gyan and coming to the incident that made me natter so much on the topic which doesn’t make any sense….. I hate it, if people invade the territory I have created for myself, I know everybody out there would agree to it….. and as I said at the very beginning of the blog…. ‘Being a girl in construction industry’ what I meant to say is when u work in the male dominant industry, a girl is usually taken for granted n even a roadchap vendor tries to suppress you whenever opportunity falls n I hate when people think that girls are only eye candy for that matter….. and the thing I hate the most is when they try encroaching ur space bubble…. Oh how I hate it…. Nothing more to say.. or else I’ll just keep blabbering bout it…. :(