My Observations of Life

Hmmm.. To cheat is a great skill, coherence of lies should be maintained. To get cheated is an equal as well. Needs no talent, no brain is to the advantage of a cheater. But what do you think of someone who can cheat so intellectually. Showing that someone's a good friend, still have mal-intentions, outwardly genuine, inwardly, scared to think what this person will be inwardly! Wow! Getting cheated by someone whom you trusted is such a great feeling. Am feeling the stab for the second time in my life. Wow! It feels great, really. Each time you get stabbed, its a wow, just wow. The feelings that follow is utter horrible. But the moment of stab and the time till it gets sinked in, it is just euphoric. Out of the world, out of mind, out of the sole purpose of life. Wow! Just Wow! My dear cheater, you have won my heart in many ways than one. How coherently you have been lying to me all these days! How did you manage to not miss the continuity! How good a story did you form! And ...

I generally do not like to put up posts on my matrimonial relationship. This post is because a chain of thoughts were triggered when a couple of colleagues asked me what plans I had for the Valentine's day that just passed. Main reason for that being I had a love marriage, well I chose my partner, my valentine :) (He fought real hard to marry me <3 <3).The answer for the question was, I did not even wish my husband on the Valentine's day! Now, I was very worried at the realization, the immediate response was has the love vanished? But something said, no. Then a fleet of questions followed. What happened to the wishes? Gifts? Calling at 12 in the night (morning?!) to wish on valentine's day? Meet ups? The answer to all those questions is this post. This is more like a note-to-self kind of post :) I feel so amused when I recollect Valentine's days of the past. How we weren't able to spend any Valentine's day together before we got married :D The c...

Vacations!! Vacations are supposed to be relaxing, rejuvenating, recreating or rewinding you to the time of life you lost not so long in the plethora of life chores. If vacations happen to be just the opposite, you come back more tired and exhausted than before. I just had a vacation of the latter kind. Feeling more log-like than when I left, more tired than I was before and more irritated with the routine. One reason why it turned out sour was that it was a trip that was meant for the unmarried/ married couple and not for family with children. We visited places over places every day with little time to rest. Starting early in the mornings and ending very late in the evenings, kids you know. Now, I long for my kinda vacation. This my kinda vacation has different meanings based on the phase of life I am in. When I was unmarried, I would have just loved my recent vacation. When I got married, the recent vacation would have been ok with some amount of romance put in (this was more li...

There are three kinds of people on this earth -           Those who excel, those who don't care and then there is a whole lot of "mediocre". The first two kinds of people do not have much to worry about when it comes to anything in life. The former has it easy and the latter does not even bother. The only category that is hard-hit in any and every aspect of life is the mediocre. And this post is about          Those - who have high aspirations but do not know where to start          Those - who have great ideas but have no idea on how to turn them to reality          Those - who cannot accept going down to the don't care category          Those - who can do anything and everything to go up to the excel category but without a clue how          Those - who, every time, struggle to get things their way        ...

I read a post on writing on the Litagram page on Facebook. It read something on these lines:  "When it does not come roaring out, don't do it    When it cannot manifest itself, don't do it:. I am doing it today as it came roaring outside, it wants to manifest itself. I had the least idea of writing a blog post at 10:17 PM in the night of a working day, but the post wants to get written :) Even when I write this line, I have the least idea of what am I going to write on this post or am I going to write something at all. It is so fascinating, this writing thing! I have had some really crazy, hectic times at work. Those times made me realize several things in life. My strength, what  I am capable of, what is my actual weakness is vs. what I thought was my weakness. Most of these things came as a by product of working for KGS for a short time (no, I don't work there now). Which in turn means the realization came as a result of the interactions I had with people ...

Two roads diverged in a wood, and I— I took the one less traveled by, And that has made all the difference. What has been the aim of life of most people in my generation? There was a well-defined path in the career front paved by people who were older and we had to t ake the same. The reasons being:     1) It lead to a safe life style, a proven one with less chances to falter.     2) We were unaware of any other path or had very less knowledge to boldly venture into        one.     3) Our parents were afraid that if we do not take the used path, we may end screwing up        our lives.     4) Parents did not have the time or money to support our dreams.     5) Parents were unsure of how a job like musician or writer or instrumentalist could help          make a living.      What has our path been (at least to most of us)? We had to score h...

What happens when a girl who does not want to grow up, who does not want to get into the "adult world" (as she calls it) has to go through events like marriage and child birth? What happens if she gets called "Aunty" by other kids when within herself, she is not even mature enough to be a wife? What happens if a girl wonders at the task given to her at office - "how do they trust me with such a big responsibility?", what happens if a girl does not realize how old she is and what her responsibilities are and wonder at others of her age who act like "big" people? Have you ever heard of a girl who wonders what her own personality is when she is just about 30 years old and feels lost? Heard of a girl who is in search of who she actually is and where she lost her identity in life? Known anyone who always attributed herself with people who she is related to and not build up a character of her own? Have you been friends with a girl for whom recogni...