Me and my thoughts

I suddenly felt free. All my pain magically disappeared. My heart was no longer heavy that I could not even feel its beat. It felt light and calm. I saw myself sleeping peacefully. I really enjoyed this dream. I usually rolled 365 degrees in sleep. Today I did not move even by a millimetre, It was surprising and shocking. Maybe I was really tired. I had a really crazy day and I deserved this sleep. I watched my mom sleep next to me. Her eyes were tightly shut and a frown occupied her face. She rolled over and held my hand. I laughed to myself. She loved me unconditionally despite everything going on in my life. No one on earth could do this, I told myself. She suddenly woke up with a fright. She started feeling my hand and feet. She started calling my name aloud. I was still angry on her and was not ready to get over it yet. She called my father and brother who came running into the room.Being a drama queen, I liked the attention they were giving. I decided to lay still. My father sho

How do you determine the value of a place. When I say value, It does not include numbers. It means emotions and the story behind it. The place we live or visit is not made of just bricks and sand. It is built and coated with tears and laughter. Every place I go has a connect to me. It either reminds me of someone or of me in a different avatar. Some avatars seem ages ago. Still they hold a lot of memory of both good and bad. I was on a quest to find a earring for a new dress and decided to check in Spencer Plaza. The parking looked empty despite being a weekend. The minute I entered the place, I sensed a feeling of loss. The place looked scarce and old. I mentally pictured a huge monument slowly crumbling into pieces. People walked by too busy to notice it or maybe they have given up hope. The shops were far and few. Most shops had their shutter closed with boards to notify the new address. The ones which were open has high prices and also clearance sales. I could feel anger and sorro

Life in itself is a humor story. The humor can be dry sometimes. It might include tears also.  Some pages of the book has more meaning to it than we actually perceive.  The irony of life is More we expect, the more we fail. For some reason or the other, the things we really want to happen, does not happen at all. When it happens it would drains a lot of energy and the interest in the process. This is life's way of mocking at us. Sometimes we invest so much of energy in a person or the thing we love. Our world revolves around them. We even go to the extent of changing ourselves to make it happen. We even make sacrifices and give our best. Still sometimes it does not work. Maybe because the expectations are too high. And the price is paid. What hurts more is the recripocation We lose everything for a person Only to realise they have other priorities Maybe it is not bad But it hurts It makes us feel lost and cheated After a point , the pain turns to anger And er

Beep echoed my mobile phone. My hands automatically searched for the phone. It was 2.00 am in the night. Still my ear was all tuned for beep and the call of the mobile. The day without mobile phone felt like stone age. This device has replaced most things in life. Starting from the basic things like Calculator, Calender, Diary, Mirror, Camera, books, radio and also the serious things like our memory and our relationship. Everything is near us, infact in our hands, Still they are far. Over a point of time, we start trusting our phone more than people. We forget the magic of touch and get addicted to touch screens. Technology has changed our lives to a greater extent. It has created easy means to connect with each other. Still there is something which does not connect. I sometimes even lose my beauty sleep over it. Thanks to the different time zones of the world. We stay connected with friends and loved ones on the other side of the world. Still we tend to ignore the people near

I am a food lover and I strongly believe in Food Therapy. Physically as well as psychologically, our body and mind functions better when the stomach Is full. The first thing which comes to my mind, when I am stressed or depressed is food. I always carry chocolates with me just in case I or someone may need it. It is also scientifically proved food can work wonders. Even if it is not proved, I would anyway stuck to my theory. Being in a stressful marketing Job, Food is known to create wonders, gap bridges, heal wounds, clear minds and it also does a lot of other things. However, Even though I am a food addict, I have a really sensitive digestive system. I have never managed to understand or decipher what affects my system. Is it some hidden spice in the food or Is it gluttony or Is it some unknown reason. I have no clue. Still it does not stop me from gorging on food. One of my favorite foods is Fast food. Be it fiery food hot chicken and choco peanut bolt from KFC or Mcegg and Ic

With the new job stress, I am in the mission to finding interesting and captivating elements both inside and outside the office. The major contributing element is food. As a part of Mission Adaptation, I am checking out the restaurants in and around my office. I am also looking at economic, healthy options. I dont mind the place being small. But clean is the top criteria in my head. Yes I dont know the status of the kitchen. Still the external aura is enough to give a stomach bug. Without even tasting the food. The name Dhaba has a magnetic power. At least it attracts me. I have always had a soft corner and a hungry stomach for the name. I have visited the place before and we decided to grab a quick snack. The restaurant is in the basement of a dirty complex. The side walls are masked with tempting pictures of parathas and noodles. The minute I enter the place I almost forget that I am in a complex. It is small but clean. Score one. The menu is carelessly laid on the table. They gi

I think i was a fish In my previous birth Cos every time I see you The urge to embrace you goes deeper You mesmerise me I am stunned by your presence My senses come to a halt You enchant me And slowly spin me in your salt Sometimes I want to let the world go And embrace you for eternity Still I have a hunch You might not accept me Till I finish my duties Till then I watch you Everytime I can And wait for the time to come

'Dont talk too much', is my mom's mantra for me everytime I start from home. Both of us know that it wont happen. I read an article which spoke about the importance of silence. And the article made me talk a lot. Not with my vocal chords but with my mind. It is true that my mind does not stop talking. Not even when I am sleeping. I closed my mouth for a few minutes and started listening to my inner voice. I was shocked. It started even before I woke up. Along with my alarm. It went on and on till I slept and stopped hearing it. It was shocking. If Only i could burn calories for my mind voice. I would be size zero in no time. The article spoke about attaining  inner peace and I never have given a ear to my voice. However tempting, the ten day session was something I could not afford. Thanks to the job commitments and family restrictions. I decided to start my own , silent therapy I began to spend atleast 30 minutes in a day with me. I listened to me, my needs, my joy, my

Every movie I watched ended with happily ever after. Every book I read ended in the same way. The story spoke in volumes about the struggle of the man and woman before marriage. But does happily ever after mean that they would like happily. Do they actually find happiness in the pursuit of life. Even if they find it, what do they lose in the process. Is the real before or after marriage. Everything pictured the struggle before marriage. Yes the perks and benefits are attractive. What about the real life? What is the perk in it. We strive hard to live a life, sometimes for the lie we have fought for. The reality is very different from the things we perceive it to be. Most of us do not have the courage to show our real face when we get into a relationship. Even if it happen, we tweak it along the way to make the relationship work. After a point of time, frustration sets in or the cast is broken. The better half does not actually like the real person. They imagine and perceive the other