Life

April and May meant summer vacations and happiness forever! Well atleast for 2 months. It meant we were free to zoom in and out of homes of our friends and play in the park till it got dark! My dad had to travel to a remote city near Jamshedpur and since my uncle lived there, he took my granny  along with him. That meant mom had to now manage the 3 terrors and home all by herself. Every dad is his daughter’s knight in shining armour and so my strict grandpa came trotting about from Chennai to help mom with the 3 of us, while she went to school for half day duty. And so with the arrival of grandpa we did get back into a routine. He was a Railway Station master you see, and keeping time for everything was sacrosanct. Most days were filled with fun and frolic with friends, there were only 2 rules, back home for lunch and again back before it got dark in the evening. It was another sunny april morning and I valiantly tried to ensure that my pesky brother did not...

I miss the unbridled laughter that I shared with you in the carefree days I miss how wacky I felt when we did crazy stuff together and laughed about it at midnight I miss the affectionate me and you, when we walked each other home umpteen times just so we could spend more time with each other I miss those midnight conversations laced with oranges and potato chips I miss being upset and fighting about the secret crushes and the arguments we had I miss feeling parsimonious when we had no money, yet we had the best time together I miss baring my heart out and sharing without a care if I was being judged I miss the feeling of being complete when you are with me I miss the attention, that concern in your eyes, when you knew I was upset, but would not ask I miss the logical me that I can be with you, but never seem to be able to follow it myself I miss feeling a glow in me, when you look at me with admiration I miss how comforted I feel with...

Arman held Noor in his lap, never wanting to let her go. So delicate and beautiful as the moonlight lit up her radiant face. Indeed she was aptly named Noor  - The light. The light of his life. The light that kept him going. She made him feel alive in the dark and damp alcove far ashore from the beach. The only sounds were of the waves lashing against the rocks and the their gentle breathing. Time stood still. He thought about her with fierce obsession. He simply loved her. He relived his first encounter with Noor. He was only 14 when she walked near the well at the village where the boys were swimming. The frail little girl with beautiful big eyes that spoke beyond words. She fetched water and walked away with her friends, the only one who made no attempt to catch the attention of the adolescent boys. That was the day he was smitten. Umpteen times that he followed her, he felt euphoric about her responses to him. Arman and Noor sneaked in as much tim...

Most of us would love to be fit. I am no different. Being fit and healthy to me is more important than just being beautiful. Few of us are endowed with the slim genes, many of us are not. I for one always believed that I was one of the “endowed” ones! However as time passes and the years churn around, you realize that your endowment can soon turn into something you had from the “past ”. And that’s when you find yourself saying OH! When I was young I was so thin, you would not recognize me from my old pictures and many such things. We find the skinny ones joining Well Fed bandwagon. Often there is a bunch of reasons to justify the transmutation. I take pride in being fit, however am not someone who has the time or the inclination to gym. For those of you who can afford time to be at the gym, that’s a big WOW!! Here are a few habits that I consciously follow and now fitness is a passion for me. So much so that even a day without some form of physi...

Being Yourself As I write I find myself wondering what does Being Yourself really mean. Is it a state of Utopia? Can you completely be yourself, when in the midst of a family or a close knit circle of friends who have “Expectations” from you? Behold this Have you felt compelled to attend a social gathering, just because you were expected to? Did you choose the field in which you wanted to study or did you choose the one that you felt would be lucrative and suit you the best? Did you marry/court/date the person that made you feel alive and complete or did you marry the one that seemed “right “for you? Do you stop sharing your life with your friends because your spouse does not like it? Or does the sharing continue on the sly, while you pretend that you are true to your spouse? Have you ever bought a gift for someone, just because that person expected it and not because you wanted to make that person feel special? Did you follow your passion like Bike ra...

Life: Separation Anxiety : Separation Anxiety Its psychological condition in which an individual experiences excessive anxiety regarding separation from somethin...

Separation Anxiety It is a psychological condition in which an individual experiences excessive anxiety regarding separation from something to whom the individual has a strong emotional attachment. One hardest things is to be separated from the ones you love. I had to estrange myself from my constant companion, my friend, foe and my lifeline.It was about so many things that I felt. I missed the connection, the expression, the intimacy we shared. After all these years of being inseparable, dealing with the solitude was dismal. I felt incomplete. The initial stage was that of rebellion and I did not like dealing with it. How could I tolerate being separated from my mate? It was unfathomable. That comforting touch, the soft and sturdy feel of having my companion with me was something I missed supremely. I was accustomed to being the center of attention and the one to whom love and affection had been showered all along. I missed the engagement...