All over again

It’s like going into a dream and living it all over again. A cloudy memory come true. It’s feeling and touching the nostalgia that until that moment lay buried deep within. It’s permitting my heart to feel again. A deep look. A tired sigh. A secret spoken out loud. It’s touching a memory from long ago and watching it come alive. It’s smelling the food in the kitchen and finding my way through the lost alleys of my childhood. The familiar smell of home. It’s closing the door to the distance between us. The past merging into the present. My two worlds collide. It’s knowing I’ll be home soon. The long journey home.

An Excerpt

Falling is love is easy. Staying in love is harder. Finding someone who will love you back is hardest. And believe me …nobody gets it right the first time.  Our society places far too much importance on the concept of happily ever after and the institution of marriage.  It is better to be happy alone than feel like a complete wreck with someone. Chances are that you will end up being the last of your many friends to find someone. Chances are that they will counsel you on how you should find someone to marry.  Chances are that you will cause your family and parents much grief by being a 30 year old single woman.  Chances are that you will spend many evenings with nothing to do because all your friends are busy with their own lives. Take your chances.  You will know when you are ready. And remember that just because you are ready to settle down – does not mean that you are ready to settle…Do it your way!

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