Raindrops

Is it raining where you are?
Does it hit the glass window like it does here?
Does it make you smile like it does here?
Does the sun shine brighter when you wake up?
Does the night turn to darkness when you sleep?
Does the polestar guide your way when the clock strikes midnight?
Does your heart beat faster when I am not by your side?
Does the wind blow and ruffle your hair?
Does your heart stop when you think of me?
Does the song remind you of me?
Is it raining where you are?

Complicated Heart

The average human heart, beating at 72 beats per minute, will beat approximately 2.5 billion times during a lifetime. It weighs on average 250 g to 300 g in females and 300 grams to 350 grams in males. Thats the biology of it.

But has anyone been able to give a number to the number of times the heart skips a beat or the weight of heart when it becomes heavy. The heart really is a complicated little thing that pumps life into us.

In the very heart buzzing with activity, there is a silent corner, from its depth a thousand emotions vibrate with every heartbeat. Countless feelings in unsaid words, whispered to self. These words and thoughts encircle the head like an invisible halo. These words. They trouble you. They comfort you. They puzzle you. They protect you. They calm you. They engulf you. They wrap you. At times your emotions are all you have and it is more than enough.

Don't know what to say now
Don't know where to start
I don't know how to handle
A complicated heart

A Phone Call

For a whole day of 24 hours, Have you ever not let your cell phone be away from sight and earshot distance even for a fraction of a second because you are waiting for ONE call that has very low probability of coming?

I did that today today :)

The Kaminey Factor

Listened to the title track of Kaminey a lil apprehensively. What would a song titled 'Kaminey' offer? A look up on lyrics did help to an extent. Almost every line of the song has a gaali. But as they say - Never judge a book by cover. Downloaded it and listening to it since morning. This song has taken me by surprise. It is a beautiful song with great lyrics. It definitely will stay on my playlist for a long long time. Gulzar at his best. Somethings just get better with age. An ideal end-of-the-day-song to unwind and reflect on life.


Kya kare zindagi isko hum jo miley
Iski jaan kha gaye raat din ke giley
Raat din giley

Meri aarzoo kameenee mere khwab bhi kaminey
Ik dil se dosti thi yeh hazoor bhi kaminey

Deep down, there is a an element of 'kameenapan' in all of us. We all have nasty habits. Sarcasm is my core skill and people around me know i can rip off anyone's pride within seconds. I know it stings like a bee and thats precisely why i do it on most occasions. I guess it comes naturally to quick witted people. At times i have had a taste of my own medicine. With time I am learning to not let my sarcasm it cross the fine line between humor and arrogance. Sarcasm is a great defense mechanism, one I’ve adapted and perfected and taken on as my own personal shield. I try to focus on my sarcasm, and while I think most of it is harmless, I know I can be totally insensitive. The plagiarist in me sings - Meri kuch aadatein kameenee :P Really?? Heck, No!! *As if your opinion matters* *chuckles*

So tell me - Whats your K(read Kameena) factor??

Lets make a night to remember

Iv been home alone for a week. And its not a nice feeling to come back to an empty house after work specially when on other days its bustling with three other people. And so V came over and i asked him to stay at my place.

The weather was lovely with pre-monsoon showers and it was 12 in the night. We went for a stroll at that hour. Pleasantly surprised i was, staying in the campus for last 27 years i had never walked on the deserted paths at 12 in the night. And we walked and talked about random things, chased frogs and stopped by the drain to watch fireflies. Good stuff happens on dark stormy nights i guess.

Later in the night we talked about people and life with a free flow of emotions and memories. Watched old photographs :) And talked some more and dozed off at 5 AM in the morning while V was still speaking about something :D

Woke up at 9AM and had milk and bread n butter and i left for work and V left for his home. Did not have so much fun in recent times. Felt recharged. Glad to rediscover that i still have stamina to stay awake all night and talk.

The icing on the cake was V's email and SMS next day. It will certainly keep me going for a few days :) In V's words - Never thought a night with man/woman could be so much fun with our pants on ;)

I guess that says it all.