Quietly...

Dosa and left over shami kebab with achaar, t in bed, V in princeton, me enjoying a peaceful moment with music after the craziness this morning, a soccer game that made me yawwn. I wanted to wind down, what better way than talking to a dear dear doll friend. What would life be without friends, mine would be shot to hell, imagine living with myself....The kind words reminded me of my abbu today....thanks ma.

reading this and that, wondering about tomorrows secrets, blah b'day party and a lot more. Seems like i've started a trend, I had pony rides for T's b'day last year, since then 3 friends called me to get the number of the horse farm. They dont make pain killers strong enough, i tell ya...by god, dard jaane ka naam hi nahi leta...

The white noise of the dishwasher is blanketed with the quiteness of the home, the darkness of the surroundings is illuminated by one bulb in the kitchen, me resting at the fireplace, feet up and the comfort of t's fire truck, nasa plane, dump truck, markers, stickers on the floor is so homey...

Ever wonder, how many stories are out there, floating in the wolrd of books, beautiful stories told, beautiful words are sewn together into a life and i still didnt get a chance to read them, my heart sinks a little when that thought swooshes past me.

on my PL


mujhey tukdo mein nahi jeena hai...

katra katra tho nahi peena hai...


wow a beautiful memory came fluttering to me...

lunoo, me, jijju, siddhan, ashwin and sharmaji...

all of us coming back home on bikes after a ice cream trip at the beach in madras late night....

it started to drizzle and suddenly all of us started to sing the main line of this song...funny no body was even drinking...kya yaar.... i miss it so badly...maybe i should go visit my jeejs.