shadows

Its usually said that we live in the shadows of life... with a bonding of the body and mind in the brightest of times and disappearance  when the light dims and finally it's dark.... Somewhere down the line, not intimately connected to the deeper ends of who we really are, we live life as shadows! It might seem nothing at a glance, but think about it...  Do we really live like the persons we are, or do we live as the shadows that linger around people, succumbing to what we all get acquainted to, at one point or another, "self judgement"  (yes, I've been thinking about this issue for quiet long now, but I haven't found a decent conclusion to stop... thinking)

When some matters deep inside trouble us for those innumerable hours, we prefer wearing a smile, only so that all those questions are not thrown at us. When we take a wrong decision, though we know how wrong we are, we cannot stop ourselves, and when its time for punishment, we do end up asking god, WHY?
Well, I thought of putting it in various ways, though the best I could come up with is, people are like the ocean. They let water and debris in. The ocean allows everyone to be a part of her, but she can never be somebody else (ironically)
 The ocean has both, the shallow waves, that wash ashore and the deep water making ripples who has treasure hidden under her chest!
 Don't you think of yourself as someone similar?
 Don't you think that at one point, we need to stop for a moment, wherever we are and just think, in what direction we are going in, in what direction we must choose. While some other times, being directionless, is the best way to find the correct direction!
  In order to just leave the hand of all those thoughts that trouble us, do we really leave behind who we are, and become nothing more important than shadows?

An extending hand, is all a stumbler needs!

     There are times we fall... and we stay there.. thinking and analysing, why did we fall. While sometimes, we get up, dust ourselves, and walk away and some other times, we laugh along with the people around us.
     Though.. many a times, we wait, wait for somebody to come and extend a hand toward us! We may or may not appreciate the help, but the greatness lies in acknowledging the help offered.
     Be it walking down the street, coming across new people or just meeting some old friends, eating something nice or while hearing a song, listening to the best part of the lyrics. It's just an experience at the end of the day.
     What I believe is, sometimes, being a 'newbie', a stumbler is an awful lot of fun!  Though you know what's best at a restaurant, try out something new, listen to a new genre of music, try out a different set of clothes. I think, unless we throw ourselves in a place we are new to, a situation which we are unaware of, unless we get out of our 'comfort zone', we rarely learn anything!
     Living outside our world, our own bubble that doesn't comprise of many beautiful things we are not acquainted with, is a tad difficult! At this time, if somebody agrees with our thoughts and walks along with us the new path we embark upon, life does become easier. As some things need to be dealt with alone, following ones own gut and intuition, some others bring the need to have a second opinion. It is those times when, AN EXTENDING HAND, IS ALL A STUMBLER NEEDS!

The dirty denims!

People who wash their denims after a one time wear, this article is definitely not meant for you! 

Read further only and strictly if you don't have a count of how many times have you worn the same denim, over and over again. Even after the ends of your pants are literally muddy and you cannot distinguish if its the dirt or the color of your jeans has always been like that! Read on, if you think any function or any situation you are in, denims are indeed your best friends..

Aren't the good people like denims as well? Friends and their friendship should be like trustworthy denims! Though they cost you a little more, they last for longer. Each time we go pant-shopping, we try out several pieces and settle for nothing less than pure comfort.  Isn't it a great moment when you invest in jeans which are comfortable and 'fit in' correctly, without making you wait for a while, without making you adjust to its nature and texture! Isn't it an equally enthralling feeling, when friends fit in the same way? Yes, one needs to wait for a while, but then the perfect match does come our way!

May be the dirty denims are friends... you accept them, just the dirty way they are! Its a stupid way of comparing something so divine as friendship with something so materialistic like a pair of pants!
Its not about using here.. its about togetherness, the fact that I'd never think twice before climbing a wall in my denims because I trust them... and I'd never doubt going an extra mile with a friend, because its always going to be worth it!

A silent journey

Today, I took a rickshaw ride with a dear girl friend. Initially, we did talk and blabber about almost everything important AND unimportant, but, when the rick turned onto the highway, I felt an awkward silence. Though we know, both of us had plenty to speak about, it was a silent journey!
We reached a point when we just glanced at each other and smiled and coiled back into our own world again. Haven't you ever experienced the weird silent peaceful pleasure, happiness, that even a long laughter can never fulfil? Those moments are magical. Sisters.. they make every silent journey worth it!!!
She holds me and hides behind me.
She scratches my arm and grips onto me.
She sheds tears in embarrassment
She yells when I irritate her
She surprises me when I least expect it!
She caresses me when I need her.
She... is always there!!!
The truth is, silence is the most expressive way to say everything!! 


dedicated to mitchi... for, after every pause, every coma... you come!!
and all the big and baby sisters
giggling girls
high-fiving pals
back slapping bitches!!