Tag Archives: Memories

The Runway to Best Friends’ Wedding

6 May

No, the title (the apostrophe in the title) is not a grammatical mistake. Like any other female, I have few best friends and anyone would be an idiot to argue with me that “best” implies only “one”. Sorry dear, you are just going to waste your time.

Now that I have satiated the grammar Nazi in me by excusing myself for the “logical mistake”, back to the point.

Weddings are always a happy affair – okay, pardon the bride and groom who are being buried. So, by and large – Weddings are always a happy affair. But a best friend’s wedding is another thing.

I happen to know very few events that can arouse a tornado of emotions like your best friend getting hitched.

Yes, yes … you always encouraged him/ her to extend bachelorhood till his/ her last breath, but the instant you get the “good news”, a feeling of relief engulfs the entire being – you were shit worried that he/ she settles down. Relief-Happiness to the extent of being Aggressive-Umpteen phone calls to other friends-Excitement-Jumping with Joy-Worrying about all the sweets and junk reflecting on the weighing scale-Discussions-Screening the lucky girl/ guy for the millionth time-More calls-wondering about what to wear at the wedding-okay, some more calls. And finally, when you know there is not a single soul left who wants to talk on this topic, you find yourself smiling and beaming for no reason.

Few days pass and nostalgia strikes: From strangers to friends to best friends: Hours spent in knowing one another, sailing together through ups and downs of life, Fighting like cats and dogs and then forgetting all about it over an ice-cream, discovering and sharing emotions that you never know existed, bike rides and bus rides and auto rides – well, just being together wherever, umpteen trips, talking till the wee hours of morning, blackmailing with all the secrets, being the one-man army when everyone goes against, discussing crushes/ boyfriends/ girlfriends, talking shit because you know the other person would never say -“You told so…”, the hugs and smiles and stolen glances, the care and pure love … the list is endless.

And then calamity strikes – envy that you cannot talk and meet as you wish and of course, keep calling till the phone is picked at 2.39 am in the morning because you had to share some bullshit.

It doesn’t last long when you suddenly start worrying and hoping that his/ her fiance is the right one ….

And so it continues … till the day you see them getting tied together for life. And warmth, bliss and euphoria sweeps over.

Amen – For the past, present and future of our lives and friendship…

Advertisements

Savour the Flavour !

15 Feb

Each person in our life is a distinct emotion
– each one as special as the other. Enjoy them to the tiniest possible iota.”
[Bhawana  :P]

– A realization that has made my life so blessed and beautiful!

Each individual is like a blend of different flavors, hues and emotions – mixed, ground and heated in varied quantities to form a completely unique blend! Yin and Yang, Good and Bad, Positive and Negative, Dark and Light … all sides equally essential and attractive.
These are not just idealistic or romantic lines but when you really think, it is very near the truth (if not whole truth). 

Getting to understand and imbibe this perspective has made me so much happier!

1) You know you will never get another same fellow again and you want to know him/ her more sans any judgment and comparison. It just makes conversations so interesting and relationships so pure! It is just you and the other person.

2) You are always on the lookout of identifying that distinct emotion and ultimately there is one or other part of you that identifies with another fellow.
Precisely the reason why I have quite some close friends – there are different topics, ideologies, characteristics that I can identify and share with each of them. And I cannot define the fullness one feels, when you can share almost every aspect of your life with one or other.

3) You are always open to people, open to listening, open to yet more love – It is like – “Okay, so the last emotion did not go down well with you … Well, do not worry – The next one, for sure, just won’t be the same. Open your heart up, silly.”

4) It just makes life so much more exciting and adventurous and vibrant. After all, the biggest cliché of all times: Man is a social animal 😛

5) We learn new things from each individual and add so many new dimensions to our lives!

And to further add to it, one fact extremely hard (yet, essential) to gulp down is that we just cannot force love or make anyone stay when they do not wish to – even if we do, they would be with us not in essence, but just in person. And this further enhances each relationship.

1) You do not know if one will stay forever so you want to make as many memories as possible. And when it comes between your ego and his/ her ego – it appears as a choice between your ego and happy memories. You are, of course, wise enough to choose what will make you happier!

2) Many of us have experienced this at one point of time:  We change for people, do everything another wants (whether we ourselves are convinced or not) just so that the other person stays and still, in the end we lose – not just the other person but ourselves! In hindsight, losing oneself and the time spent in mayhem seems to be the greater disaster.

Realizing that one will stay only if he/ she wishes to, just makes us so much more honest and we can just be. Happy in the glory that I will not change myself if my heart is not convinced.

3) You are just so much more secure of yourself, a little less scared of losing yourself even while expressing what you feel.

People argue what’s the point in opening yourself to others if there are chances of losing, of getting hurt – Well, I believe in clichés:

– Don’t we want to accumulate all the best things in life? Staying mediocre for the fear of getting hurt, which may not even be the case ! Silly, ain’t it?

– The more we interact with others, the more we introspect, the more we know ourselves.

– Pure joy of being with people. And life is meant to be joyous!

So ‘Savour the Flavour’ while you can and yes, while being yourself do your best to ensure that you retain every ‘distinct emotion’ in your life. But if they walk out – you know you did your best and you have tons more to know out there and you better get going quickly.

P.S: It may seem like an odd post , but the three reasons that prompted me to write these musings: 

1) It was Valentines’ Day and I saw a fair amount of disguised hate messages on Social Media among the mushy ones – indirect messages in the hope to maybe communicate one’s rage/ feelings to another person they are no longer talking to or to let people know they were in the wrong and are not needed anymore or perhaps just to proclaim out loud and make themselves feel better about not having few people in their lives anymore.
Very human and honest, I feel. But we can do better.

2) Two of my closest friends love pulling my leg over one topic (as often as they can, well sometimes – mixed with sarcasm too):
“Every other person is your close friend.” -> “Your phone was busy. Oh! You must be talking to a ‘very close friend’ …” -> “So, what is your no. of close friends, now?” etc. etc.

3) Most people I know find it hard to believe that there exists even a single soul who does not want people who left or lost over years  to be back in their lives. But there are such people – and I know some of them.

Badtameez Dil !

14 Feb

A short auto ride from home to office … less than 2 km … You pay the auto driver – rush into the office building – screaming high-spirited Good Mornings and Hellos across the room, all buckled up to take the day by storm and woo the toughest of the clients with your skills  …

Switch on the computer – type in the password – reach out for your bag –  “Damn! Shit! How can it be?” – you squeal.

You cannot locate your mobile phone – An instant – and each of those positive emotions change into PANIC! … You frantically search your bag, pockets, dial the number again and again – switched off – mentally rehearse your journey from leaving home to reaching office the millionth time to ensure that you were carrying the phone in the auto. You gather a crowd of people with your drama – 

And by now panic compounds into DISTRESS !!

I am sure you can relate to that feeling – as if the clock has stopped ticking, you feel handicapped and lost and think how are you ever going to make it through the next few days and more !!

To my utter dismay, I am great at losing things and have gone through the above scene quite a few times!!

And the most humorous episode (in hindsight, of course) was when I actually could not hold back my tears while in office – that was the sort of attachment I held to the little gizmo! 

My ‘oh! so emotional’ excuse was : “It held my memories – precious photographs, messages from loved ones, blah, bah, blah.”
And I am sure, this is the case with a lot of people today.

And still more humorous part is that ironically, I do not even remember those photographs or messages today 🙂

On the other hand, I have vivid memories of the best moments of my life – to the extent that as and when I want, I can relive them as if they are happening right in front of me, with me – I can sometimes, in my fantasies, travel back in time even to when I was five or six !! 

Rolling in the rain, Papa patting away to sleep, the crazy photo-shoot with friends, the compliments, that special message, the romance with nature (with the chirping birds intact), seeing your sister as a bride, mummy’s special smile reserved for you, look and feel of love in those eyes, the first book, the best jalebis .. well, the list has no end.

Ah! And how I felt I lost a chunk of my heart when I lost that phone

This tiny realization reaffirms my belief that it is not in the overt where life and love lies – Real people, Real experiences,Real stories, Real talks and Real emotions – those make home in our hearts forever – doors of memories ready to be knocked, whether we are with others or when solitary so that we can relive the times and those words again in our minds, through our imagination – our inner lenses! The moments that take us into haven of day-dreams!

And those are real memories that transcend time – captured forever in our sub-conscious, not the ones captured in a gadget.

Jee, Dil toh badtameez hai – Bina samjhe boojhe – kaheen bhi kuchh pal ke liye cheezon se dil laga leta hai !

🙂

So, at the end of the each day, go pull yourself away from the demons of daily ordeal you may have faced and make sure you gather moments to be treasured your whole life. Of course, do not forget to gift others some memories too … !

 

P.S: It is just a co-incidence that it’s the day for celebrating love (pun absolutely intended)

The joy in the package!

15 May

The smile on the face giving way to anticipation on seeing the neatly packed package – the eagerness to open it: a second later and the anxiety in the giver’s mind through the entire scene and later – GIFTS! – one sails through waves of emotions on the mention of the word.
When I talk about gifts, I mean those which are bought from heart and not for the sake of “need to”.

For old or young, a big one or small, neatly done up in a fancy wrapper or just hidden in a plastic bag – does not matter; Gifts are always a special way to say you care, you love or you are simple there.

Gifts are a journey, specially for the one giving it – the hours of seeking suggestions on what, excitedly looking around for something that just clicks, the multiple trips to the market for finding that perfect colour you have in mind, the butterflies in stomach before finally purchasing it – will they like it? – and nothing can match the absolute feeling of joy when one is aimlessly roaming around, spots something and knows it is meant for their loved one.

I share my wishes,
sprinkled with hope;
Small it might be,
Bundled with joy and love
I always smile and hand over my package to you.

P.S : Do share your experiences, if you have any, related to giving or receiving gifts!

Flashes in the mob!

1 Mar

I am scared and wary when in a crowd – and that is an understatement. Yet, wherever I go, I find myself surrounded by people jostling each other to get ahead, literally and sometimes, not-so-literally. I manage to pass by – sometimes making way for myself, sometimes by just being pushed ahead and at other times, standing still while others get ahead.

And then, there are moments when everything around me just seem to freeze and I capture a scene that I know, won’t ever leave me.

– A young girl helping her aged grandma climb up the stairs in the market – how her quick pace smoothly transcends into small steps to match the old lady .. their eyes gleaming as they look at each other.

– Tired people from office hurrying to return home; and his hand grabs her hand: two intertwined hands moving through the crowd, happiness unfolding around, as they walk slowly but steadily till eternity.

– An old couple, walking sticks by their side, sitting on a desk at the roadside corner – both of them staring at the moon as the world passes by.

– A busy market – a young carefree lady quickly steps back, her gleaming face turns into a frown, as she wraps her hands around her belly to protect her kin and the car whooshes past.

– A dark night: a young boy sitting under the pole light on the station – engrossed in books, calculations being engraved on the floor with a pebble now and then.

– A lady, face covered in her duppatta, embracing her baby to her bosom, just looking at the passersby: no emotions in her eyes.

– A smile on the kid’s face as he finally manages to recite all the alphabets in order

….

Ah! The flashes in the mob

%d bloggers like this: