With my feet! and more....
Feet often goes unnoticed, always taken for granted, feet have feelings too..you know! And i reciprocate their emotion....mine are kinda tiny... cutesie..cudly feet....and i just realized how much i adore them....but i am not writing about reflexology or podiatry...
As of now....i am 24 years and 2 day old (ahem!)...last week has been a blur of events...my girl...driving...and more than that....smiling....laughing......crying....whole again...i feel....to be a part of her very life....for however brief a moment....its where i belong....where i am secured....without fear of trespassing......Should i also note...my own driving skill seems to have sustained the abstinence pretty well..
Birthday came and went....what stayed back?
Walking almost 4 km....on a cloud leaden...nigh midnight.....side by side a man...nah! a boy....still and forever.....a friend.....thoughtless...clueless..just walking......waiting for the showers to drench us...and then cursing the obvious....and laughing.....realized what stayed back....years stayed back...and with it... all the memories....and the essence of togetherness..... friendship....its here....its not growing old....its not withering....its not fading....
Its alright when we don't meet for days...and in my case...months...didn't matter.....nothing changed....Don't mind more birthdays....won't regret another passing year....just want my walking shoes next year same time...and hope to remember....shouldn't wear my favorite beads....and especially not as an anklet....
I love ma feet....and.....
Monday, July 26, 2010
Tuesday, July 13, 2010
Time...
Floyd's....this note is not about music though....just that this track began right while i was contemplating a title for what i am about to pen (rather post) next.... Pasting the lyrics may well accomplish my intent for this blog...but plagiarism is already conflicting with my satisfaction over the start!
So here i am....in void....into the unseen oblivion...I finally did QUIT...always knowing that only the under-privileged or incompetant fear unemployment...
My boisterous ego tells me i am neither....but i may well miss the starting gun...unless told when to run...
If quitting without an offer in hand seems foolhardy, exercising an immediate vacation on yaari..dosti and full on udhari...must seem very much "Debashree"...
Seeking pebbles in the singing brooks arising in himalayas...when i should be seeking a job...Past ten days have all been about wants and needs and haves and have nots...retrospection and speculation....and trying to escape the chaos ....reach the blissful barren base of Leh....
The last was however defying gods good will...We were not supposed to go beyond the line of vegetation....it was so obvious a dictate...the signs....
-Delhi bandh, the day we reached....circuit house not booked...cloths soaked....incessant rains in manali....land slides in spitti.....changed plans still....keylong and sarchu perhaps....but..Rambo's(our pre-booked vehicle) no. switched off...again hired scorpio......car window jammed.... the one dry day we get to leave for rohtang....stuck for 14 hrs just 1 km away from the pass...
We never reached our destination....never saw the arid landscapes....or the monasteries...never played in the snow...True, didn't do a thing as planned..And I was genuinely happy....despite all the mishaps....
The insipidity of norms revealed....the need to adhere to a set of ground rules fictioned...some say... happiness is a state of mind....I say... having a liberal.. unshackled ..mind..... is happiness!
Finding my way back home being away from home......being my true self.....realizing the arrogance of my isolation...those long walks in the snaking valley side by side a friend...without needing speech...the silence of the attachment we have...overwhelmed...humbled....
Unknowingly...unwittingly....but deliberately...ensconced in a world of my own....away from all my known...my desperation for independence blinded me...for better or worse?...still confounded!!
Independence cannot be the act of physical seclusion...I now know....It must be the mind then....to be confined within all my obligations and still fly high...to acquiesce all ...and be happy.....
Rather pretend to be happy....there...i am a rat in the race....a mask instead of a face.....
PS. should always listen to the wise old monk.....
So here i am....in void....into the unseen oblivion...I finally did QUIT...always knowing that only the under-privileged or incompetant fear unemployment...
My boisterous ego tells me i am neither....but i may well miss the starting gun...unless told when to run...
If quitting without an offer in hand seems foolhardy, exercising an immediate vacation on yaari..dosti and full on udhari...must seem very much "Debashree"...
Seeking pebbles in the singing brooks arising in himalayas...when i should be seeking a job...Past ten days have all been about wants and needs and haves and have nots...retrospection and speculation....and trying to escape the chaos ....reach the blissful barren base of Leh....
The last was however defying gods good will...We were not supposed to go beyond the line of vegetation....it was so obvious a dictate...the signs....
-Delhi bandh, the day we reached....circuit house not booked...cloths soaked....incessant rains in manali....land slides in spitti.....changed plans still....keylong and sarchu perhaps....but..Rambo's(our pre-booked vehicle) no. switched off...again hired scorpio......car window jammed.... the one dry day we get to leave for rohtang....stuck for 14 hrs just 1 km away from the pass...
We never reached our destination....never saw the arid landscapes....or the monasteries...never played in the snow...True, didn't do a thing as planned..And I was genuinely happy....despite all the mishaps....
The insipidity of norms revealed....the need to adhere to a set of ground rules fictioned...some say... happiness is a state of mind....I say... having a liberal.. unshackled ..mind..... is happiness!
Finding my way back home being away from home......being my true self.....realizing the arrogance of my isolation...those long walks in the snaking valley side by side a friend...without needing speech...the silence of the attachment we have...overwhelmed...humbled....
Unknowingly...unwittingly....but deliberately...ensconced in a world of my own....away from all my known...my desperation for independence blinded me...for better or worse?...still confounded!!
Independence cannot be the act of physical seclusion...I now know....It must be the mind then....to be confined within all my obligations and still fly high...to acquiesce all ...and be happy.....
Rather pretend to be happy....there...i am a rat in the race....a mask instead of a face.....
PS. should always listen to the wise old monk.....
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