When the days get tough, when you find yourself lost in the world we look for a support, for a patient ear that can listen to you. And evryone thinks of their
close pal, but as the time runs we loose friends cause of negligence, anger, or
just circumstances. We are just left with their thoughts, the good times that we have spent with them, the support that remains with us.
Though our lives have gone in different directions am happy that I still have
those thoughts to treasure. Doesn't matter how busy I am but still I dont miss
out a chance to check mail from my friends. An email with a joke for the day or words of comfort for something going on in my life. It always comforts me to
know that I have some mails by the end of the day to reply. Hopefully this friendship day brings back me those friends who are lost cause of the reasons
unknown.Hope I can say with vanity that my friendhsip doesn't die or fade with time.
Friday, July 30, 2004
Its not a question... an answer for a better life
Has many forms, with many definitions
Has no boundaries, which can span miles and oceans
Doesn't grow old with time, which cannot be bought with a dime.
Bunch of promises to keep, without any hunch for sharing secrets
Starts with a "hai", grows with faith and never ends
That brings smile to ur face, having it in ones life is worthwhile.
My dear, its not any riddle nor a puzzle
its the best part of everyone's life .....its "Friendhsip"
HAAPY FRIENDHSIP DAY
Has no boundaries, which can span miles and oceans
Doesn't grow old with time, which cannot be bought with a dime.
Bunch of promises to keep, without any hunch for sharing secrets
Starts with a "hai", grows with faith and never ends
That brings smile to ur face, having it in ones life is worthwhile.
My dear, its not any riddle nor a puzzle
its the best part of everyone's life .....its "Friendhsip"
HAAPY FRIENDHSIP DAY
Saturday, July 17, 2004
I am sorry "MA"
Most of the times I have been hearing to the comments "ur so rude ", "u dont mind what others
think", "u dont have control when you are angry", "think before you say something".But I never used
to accept it...according to me its my way of behaving or responding.Afterall everyone could not be alike
in this world.
I did not repent till I had to face this situation with my family member - my mother.
I work in Bangalore and I go home every alternate weekend. And I carry my address book wherever I
go.My mother is very conscious about keeping things organized. She doesn't like anything lying here
and there. Even in our college days she used to arrange our book racks and mismanage them like she
used to keep them along with my sister's books and I used to find it difficult to locate my boooks. So if something is
lost or not seen in my home she was responsible. It happened many a times not only with me but with my other
family members as well.
And that day my address book was missing.I had to call up my boss to ask for leave and his number
was in that book.And we were not supposed to take leave without his permission. Everyone in the
house started blaming her for it. It had so many other important contact numbers.We searched a
lot but we couldn't find and I had to come back on monday to office. She was also very much upset for that book.
But all that she can say was I dint see it.But I had to say harsh words to my mother for which I repent for the
life time.I did not even bother to say bye to my mother while coming back to chennai.
Finally I reached my hostel and to my shock the address book was on my bed. I felt so bad and embarassed
for whatever I did at home and I rushed to pick up my cell and ring home. At the same time my cell rang
and the call was from home.As soon as I picked up the phone my mother had to say " Sorry da, cause of me
u were not able to take leave". Poor lady she had to accept the blame for something which she is not responsible for.
Tears poured down my cheeks. And I was not able to speak anything for few minutes. And I pulled up all my
courage to tell her that the book was with me and is not lost. But her reaction was "thank god u dint loose it".
But she did never complain for the words I spoke to her. The only person after God in this world who can forgive
you is a "MOTHER".Even today whenever I think of this I feel so sorry for my mother and without my knowledge
my eyes will be filled with tears.
Recollecting my statement "Afterall everyone could not be alike in this world". Everyone will not be as bighearted
as a mother is.First time in my life I had to accept that I was rude, I was harsh. Cause of my ego or whatever
I was not sorry for my rudeness.I was not bothered to think about how far others were right. But today I fell sorry
for those who are hurt cause of my rudeness or foolishness.
think", "u dont have control when you are angry", "think before you say something".But I never used
to accept it...according to me its my way of behaving or responding.Afterall everyone could not be alike
in this world.
I did not repent till I had to face this situation with my family member - my mother.
I work in Bangalore and I go home every alternate weekend. And I carry my address book wherever I
go.My mother is very conscious about keeping things organized. She doesn't like anything lying here
and there. Even in our college days she used to arrange our book racks and mismanage them like she
used to keep them along with my sister's books and I used to find it difficult to locate my boooks. So if something is
lost or not seen in my home she was responsible. It happened many a times not only with me but with my other
family members as well.
And that day my address book was missing.I had to call up my boss to ask for leave and his number
was in that book.And we were not supposed to take leave without his permission. Everyone in the
house started blaming her for it. It had so many other important contact numbers.We searched a
lot but we couldn't find and I had to come back on monday to office. She was also very much upset for that book.
But all that she can say was I dint see it.But I had to say harsh words to my mother for which I repent for the
life time.I did not even bother to say bye to my mother while coming back to chennai.
Finally I reached my hostel and to my shock the address book was on my bed. I felt so bad and embarassed
for whatever I did at home and I rushed to pick up my cell and ring home. At the same time my cell rang
and the call was from home.As soon as I picked up the phone my mother had to say " Sorry da, cause of me
u were not able to take leave". Poor lady she had to accept the blame for something which she is not responsible for.
Tears poured down my cheeks. And I was not able to speak anything for few minutes. And I pulled up all my
courage to tell her that the book was with me and is not lost. But her reaction was "thank god u dint loose it".
But she did never complain for the words I spoke to her. The only person after God in this world who can forgive
you is a "MOTHER".Even today whenever I think of this I feel so sorry for my mother and without my knowledge
my eyes will be filled with tears.
Recollecting my statement "Afterall everyone could not be alike in this world". Everyone will not be as bighearted
as a mother is.First time in my life I had to accept that I was rude, I was harsh. Cause of my ego or whatever
I was not sorry for my rudeness.I was not bothered to think about how far others were right. But today I fell sorry
for those who are hurt cause of my rudeness or foolishness.
U n Me
In a cool summer night
U n Me in the full moonlight.
Spell bound in delight
cozy in each others arms
watching the sky filled with stars.....
Though we are mum
our herats singing in rythm.
Hope the time too stops
So that I can be forever in your eyes
and melt in your warm arms.
May not the spells of fate nor angels
above us haul away our love for each other
The love that takes us to the places that we have never seen before.
U n Me in the full moonlight.
Spell bound in delight
cozy in each others arms
watching the sky filled with stars.....
Though we are mum
our herats singing in rythm.
Hope the time too stops
So that I can be forever in your eyes
and melt in your warm arms.
May not the spells of fate nor angels
above us haul away our love for each other
The love that takes us to the places that we have never seen before.
Friday, July 16, 2004
The Voice am in LOVE with ...
My mobile was ringing when I was in deep sleep. It was almost 12 in the midnight. I was very reluctant to pick up the call.But I had to..I said "Hello" and there was no voice from the opposite side. I was like who is this calling in the midnight !!! Now with my voice lilraised I said "Hello...".But this time a soft voice said
" Hello darling !!! Wish you a happy new year ".
In this busy life I forgot that it was last day of the passing year and the whole world is celebrating the eve of new year. Being in a private organization I had to work on the next day that is January 1 st too. As I was very tired I had to go early to bed. Most of us runfor the race of life and forget or forgo many things in our life...those gossips with friends,teasing others, silly fights, lieing to parents for being late to home, those tensions during exams, bunking the classes and watching movies, we miss a lot. We are so much isolated withworld that its difficult to remember important dates or ocassions.Theres a lot of change in mylife atleast from college days. We used to remember most of our friend's birthdays, and startpreparations before one week to give them surprise gifts. We used to count on for holidays. Now it hardly matters whether it is a saturday or sunday or any auspicious day. We used to cherish each and every moment of our life. Now theres no time to think about life if not to cherish about it. Our lives have become so mechanical....I was not aware that time changes a person so much...the way he or she thinks, their habits etc. We have to forgo our hobbies, interests, many things.
And in the midst of this busy life that voice made a magic. I was spellbound with those words.I did not bother to think about who it was. By the time I came back to this world from my thoughtsthe line went dead. I said "Hello" again inspite of knowing that the line was disconnected. Till todayI dunno who it was .............that sweet catching voice of a boy who would be around 5-7 years old.We both may never meet again in our lifes. He may forget this as he grows old and moreover it wasone of many wrong calls that he made on that day. But it made a lasting impression on me.
The voice that made me think for a while....the voice that took me into my past....the voice that made me realize what am missing...and the voice I am in Love with.
" Hello darling !!! Wish you a happy new year ".
In this busy life I forgot that it was last day of the passing year and the whole world is celebrating the eve of new year. Being in a private organization I had to work on the next day that is January 1 st too. As I was very tired I had to go early to bed. Most of us runfor the race of life and forget or forgo many things in our life...those gossips with friends,teasing others, silly fights, lieing to parents for being late to home, those tensions during exams, bunking the classes and watching movies, we miss a lot. We are so much isolated withworld that its difficult to remember important dates or ocassions.Theres a lot of change in mylife atleast from college days. We used to remember most of our friend's birthdays, and startpreparations before one week to give them surprise gifts. We used to count on for holidays. Now it hardly matters whether it is a saturday or sunday or any auspicious day. We used to cherish each and every moment of our life. Now theres no time to think about life if not to cherish about it. Our lives have become so mechanical....I was not aware that time changes a person so much...the way he or she thinks, their habits etc. We have to forgo our hobbies, interests, many things.
And in the midst of this busy life that voice made a magic. I was spellbound with those words.I did not bother to think about who it was. By the time I came back to this world from my thoughtsthe line went dead. I said "Hello" again inspite of knowing that the line was disconnected. Till todayI dunno who it was .............that sweet catching voice of a boy who would be around 5-7 years old.We both may never meet again in our lifes. He may forget this as he grows old and moreover it wasone of many wrong calls that he made on that day. But it made a lasting impression on me.
The voice that made me think for a while....the voice that took me into my past....the voice that made me realize what am missing...and the voice I am in Love with.
Thursday, July 15, 2004
Love
As we have been hearing to this long since any typical indian movies have started
- "Love happens to every individual at some stage or the other in thier lives".
But does it happen once? No one knows where it starts - with your teacher, with your
classmate, collegemate,or a neighbourhood girl. Is it called love?
The feeling that lacks a solid definition!!!I see many of my friends flirting around
with girls in the name of "Love". The word "Love" had become a cliche which has
lost its own meaning.We have advanced ourselves so much in this modern age that we
have forgotten the essence of relationships. There's much more to being someone's
boyfriend than just gifting them red roses and expensive cards from Archies.
What about gifting the object of our affection our time, our company, our support,
our friendship? What about setting priorities in our lives and focussing on
each with sincerity? What about trying to be self-sufficient emotionally before letting
ourselves loose?
What about giving ourselves, and others, time and space to shape relationships? What
about working towards meaningful and lasting friendships? What about honouring our
commitments? What about transefering our emotions towards building lifelong bonds
rather than wasting them on seasonal relationships?
We have but one life and its true that we must experience everything. But those which
make us stronger and humane. True love happens once in a lifetime. And we should not
be so featherbrained that when it comes we aren't able to receive it with open arms.
- "Love happens to every individual at some stage or the other in thier lives".
But does it happen once? No one knows where it starts - with your teacher, with your
classmate, collegemate,or a neighbourhood girl. Is it called love?
The feeling that lacks a solid definition!!!I see many of my friends flirting around
with girls in the name of "Love". The word "Love" had become a cliche which has
lost its own meaning.We have advanced ourselves so much in this modern age that we
have forgotten the essence of relationships. There's much more to being someone's
boyfriend than just gifting them red roses and expensive cards from Archies.
What about gifting the object of our affection our time, our company, our support,
our friendship? What about setting priorities in our lives and focussing on
each with sincerity? What about trying to be self-sufficient emotionally before letting
ourselves loose?
What about giving ourselves, and others, time and space to shape relationships? What
about working towards meaningful and lasting friendships? What about honouring our
commitments? What about transefering our emotions towards building lifelong bonds
rather than wasting them on seasonal relationships?
We have but one life and its true that we must experience everything. But those which
make us stronger and humane. True love happens once in a lifetime. And we should not
be so featherbrained that when it comes we aren't able to receive it with open arms.
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