Nani teri morni ko mor le gaye

Someone famous once said that the life of the dead is placed in the memory of the living. So very true. It has been a month since my nani passed away. Life doesnt feel the same, not that I lived with her or spoke to her everyday. But still it feels like a big part of you gone. Thats the closest one could ever be to a grandparent. I fail to imagine how lost I would feel going to "Nani ke ghar". "Nani ka ghar" will still be hers, despite the ironical fact she isnt there anymore. As sudden as her demise,the realization comes and goes all of a sudden that she is no more. Gone are the smiles, the affectionate kisses, the reassuring looks, the caring touch, the welcoming arms, the hands that used to stroke my hair, the lap I  rested my head on so many times when I wanted the escape from things in life. She was always there, just the same, unconditionally showering her love.

I miss you nani. A lot.

Nostalgically yours
Faded Glory

Lemons

Wonder when will adults start behaving the way adults should and do away with immature idiosyncrasies. With their pea sized brains and the defunct logic that  they use to try to justify a situation is so hopeless that it makes me shudder in disbelief, that is this really happening and possible. Fails me. Totally.

Hope some point in time, people will grow up and give themselves a chance than resigning to a situation where they only blame others and point fingers. Real education is missing. But if that wasnt the case, the world will not be like the one it is today and the people will not be the way they are.

I have always believed life is teacher. It will someday definitely teach you the lessons the hard way and maybe then it will all make sense, when the whole life will flash in front of your eyes. Each person or thing you had roughed up once, is going to take a place in that flash. Thats when the story will unfold. Wait and Watch.

Patiently yours
Faded Glory

Johnny Johnny Yes Papa

Indian men are not typecast without rhyme or reason abroad. They definitely earn their reputation and live upto it in every sense. Why am I ranting about it. Here's why. As I stood in a queue at the airport, next to me stood a not so stylish gentleman. His baggage was excess by some kgs, and on the other side of the counter was north eastern guy. This gentle was trying his best to have small talk and somehow reduce his chargeable extra baggage. He mentioned to the airline staff, "I have a naga girlfriend". In the next two minutes a toddler came running towards him and said to him "Papa, Papa, mein ispe khada ho jaun, mera weight bhi aayega?"

The airline staff and I had eye contact and chuckled. Moment of truth. The gentleman quietly paid a thousand dollars and left the counter.

Amusing-ly yours
Faded Glory

The Dark Knight Rises

Disclaimer: This is not a movie review.

Dont remember when was the last time I watched a movie on the pretext of shopping or simply hanging out with friends. Some people just bring out the naughty kid in you who wants to have the thrill of going for a movie secretly coz parents wont allow as delhi is unsafe and the movie is late. I still have it in me :P Making plans, having alibis and working out  the details what to say to who. Ha Ha! Feel like a teenager or a new college going kid. Am i really thirty? ;)

The Dark Knight Rises + Bittoo Tikki Chaat + Chowranghee lane egg roll + Kulfi + Super Company. My second last day before I go back. Lived it up in style.

Naughty-ly yours
Faded Glory

The Winner

When day breaks
she awakes
thoughts linger on
of present, future
and time by gone

Life can show you
how to pass through
the evil and worst
come out head first

Happy to leave behind
a deal unsigned
for there is more to come
stronger ive become

Peace sets in
far and deep within
sweet times or bitter
Im not a quitter

Country Roads...

...take me home.  I have never felt like this in thirty years. Never had the chance, nerver was in a situation like this before. The excitement, happiness and eagerness is just overwhelming. The feeling of seeing family after a long time makes me a little weak. They give me strength, they make me weak. Yay! I am going home.

All these years until now, 'Going Home' meant going home after a movie, work at office, shopping, visiting relatives or travelling. Having lived in a different city, country, going home is a feeling undefined. I can now understand how so many colleagues, friends felt when they were going home coz they were either working or studying alone far away from home. Im telling everyone around me, Im going home, Im going to Delhi. Never took so much pride in saying that.

Ten more hours and Il be home. Cant wait. Here I come!

D D D D D D Dilli Dilli Dilll

Dil-logically yours
Faded Glory

Roger That

7th wimbledon for Roger Federor on the 7th of the 7th month. I guess 777 was lucky for him. He rounded up the interview saying, "Feels good to have this trophy in my hands after three years, it feels like it never left my hands."

Days, Weeks, Months and Years pass by but some places and things just make you feel like its home. A place or a thing that makes you feel like you never left home! A torn tattered towel, A faded tee shirt cover, A frayed cushion cover, A steel tumbler.

The feeling of things being instantly comfortable and familiar. Four more days and Il be home! Its like coming home to the place you never left.