Feeling down and out on a weekday, yet another rough day at work. As my fickle mind wandered here and there. A little walk and talk with a friend can be your lifeline to get back on track.
Here's what my friend had to say: Be like the radio. Tune it to have the fine music playing. Switch the mode of situation as you would on the radio, I mean the AM and FM mode, do that for yourself. From Against Me (AM) tune it to For Me (FM) mode.
Me(with a sad face): But where's the button?
And we burst into laughter. Thank life for small mercies.
Thankfully yours
Faded Glory
Thursday, May 24, 2012
Wednesday, May 16, 2012
Looking at the calendar
Its been quite a year. The one between my last birthday and this fast approaching one. This year I am nothing but grateful for the journey that has brought me from where I was one year ago to now and here.
I am reflective and blessed for the new learnings and growing up, experiences and new opportunities. I have changed cities, found new homes, made new friends, grown new roots and found release from the same belongings that chained me familiarly.
I am reflective and blessed for the new learnings and growing up, experiences and new opportunities. I have changed cities, found new homes, made new friends, grown new roots and found release from the same belongings that chained me familiarly.
Friday, April 6, 2012
Hooked & Booked
So Mr M, my closest guy friend of 8yrs is officially getting hitched. Hooked and booked for life.Overwhelmed, Happy, Apprehensive, Sad, Excited all at the same time. There have been so many ups and downs through which he has been around, though the advice was never paid heed to. Without any second thoughts, Id call up to share the happiest news, the saddest incident, the silliest gossip anytime like a 24 hour helpline. Now all that impulsiveness ought to stop.
Befriending someone has never been so difficult so far. So, Mrs M, S would soon be my friend too (atleast hoping). Cant wait to team up with her to share the nasty little secrets about M that would do the tricks.
But he is getting married and things will never be the same for us and I have tuned into the music already. The fear is about feeling less important or out of place when I meet him next. The fear is whether she would accept us the way we are. Now, its the time to step back and accept the big change in all of our lives.
Top it all: His wedding date is my birth date. Could it have been any better :)
And to you M: Is baar ka gift maaf kia considering ab tumhare kharche badhne waale hain :P MBBS ki degree milne wali hai :P
Befriending someone has never been so difficult so far. So, Mrs M, S would soon be my friend too (atleast hoping). Cant wait to team up with her to share the nasty little secrets about M that would do the tricks.
But he is getting married and things will never be the same for us and I have tuned into the music already. The fear is about feeling less important or out of place when I meet him next. The fear is whether she would accept us the way we are. Now, its the time to step back and accept the big change in all of our lives.
Top it all: His wedding date is my birth date. Could it have been any better :)
And to you M: Is baar ka gift maaf kia considering ab tumhare kharche badhne waale hain :P MBBS ki degree milne wali hai :P
Monday, March 19, 2012
500 Miles
Im lost and Im scared
Homesickness, today its flared
Coming back to an empty home
Seems like a ruin in rome
Not a soul to embrace
I stare at the open space
No smiles or joy,a cold shiver
Seems like a cut by sliver
Missing a tender touch, a warm smile
Home number on my speed dial
I dont feel alright
Seems like a long night
Separated in milky way
Today Im far away
Tomorrow will be another day
With a bright sun ray
Homesickness, today its flared
Coming back to an empty home
Seems like a ruin in rome
Not a soul to embrace
I stare at the open space
No smiles or joy,a cold shiver
Seems like a cut by sliver
Missing a tender touch, a warm smile
Home number on my speed dial
I dont feel alright
Seems like a long night
Separated in milky way
Today Im far away
Tomorrow will be another day
With a bright sun ray
Thursday, March 1, 2012
Neither Slacking nor lacking
If you've noticed the blog posts frequency going down, do not worry. I am up and running. I am brimming with ideas, unfinished posts. Some thoughts lost and long gone, due to my inability to write as fast as I can think :)
Tuesday, February 21, 2012
Waiting
As I wait for one of the biggest changes in my life ever, I realise we all are waiting. Waiting for exams to get over, Waiting to get into college, waiting for salary, waiting to fall in love, waiting for the next train or the bus, waiting for a job offer, waiting for a phone call, waiting to be hugged, waiting to be appreciated, waiting for the rain, waiting for the traffic light to turn green and so much more waiting.
Life is happening to us in the ordinary waiting for the extraordinary event to happen! Such is life!
Waiting-ly yours
Faded Glory
Life is happening to us in the ordinary waiting for the extraordinary event to happen! Such is life!
Waiting-ly yours
Faded Glory
Tuesday, February 14, 2012
Love Actually
You must fall in love many times. Once, you must fall in love with your best friend, ruining your friendship forever. This will teach you who your true friends are, and how confusing friendships can be and love even more complicated. Once you must fall in love with someone you believe is perfect. You will learn that no one is perfect, and that you should never accept anything less than you deserve. And once, you must fall in love with someone who is exactly like you. This will teach you about who you are, and who you want to be.
And when you’re through with all of that, you learn that the people who care about you the most are the ones that you hurt, and the ones that hurt you are the ones that needed you the most.
Lovingly yours
Faded Glory
And when you’re through with all of that, you learn that the people who care about you the most are the ones that you hurt, and the ones that hurt you are the ones that needed you the most.
Lovingly yours
Faded Glory
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