Showing posts with label Random notes. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Random notes. Show all posts

Monday, August 08, 2011

Tear the walls!

Do you ever imagine people walking with walls?

Courtesy: Joie de vivre

 I, do! Infact, there are times when i'm talking to someone i feel the walls, i sense them, i try to penetrate through them. These are the ones you cant touch, they are just there. But the million dollar question is who do you care enough to knock the walls down.

Saturday, November 27, 2010

Just me and T....

Have you ever tried sleeping squished between a 3yr old boy and a 7yr old girl, it's really...how do i say it...interesting. After playing hide n' seek, eating dinner over cindrella, playing scratchy monster, brushing teeth and reading a easter bunny book, i rightfully deserved a warm spot between those two.

They nuzzle, poke, cuddle and twirl your hair like no body's business and they do this all at the same time with no regard for how you feel. Absolutely not!! apart from trying to save myself from all the cuddles and pokes, i was trying to make sure they don't fall off the bed.

Happy Birthday Ammi, meri jaan, Happy Birthday!

Since V left to hyd with his best friends on wed for the entire month, my thanksgiving kickoff with friends went as the rest of the gals planned. I was responsible for baby sitting as all of them went shopping. I dont know how do they do it, but i was having a blast with the kiddos.

Now, it'll be chillax time for t and I. I can peacefully live on Maggie, watch movies late, all my cute friends are offering to bring lunch at work. It'll be me, my partner in crime and my thanhayi....how does amitabh say it....mein aur meri thanhaayi aksar ye baathe karthey hain....Maybe i'll whip up a hot pot of biryani one of these days. naah...it'll be more like my khitchdi....

Santa baby.... now can I give you my wish list....

On my drive back this afternoon from NJ i couldnt stop listening to this song....Ranjha Ranjha I like ti when he says:

Waqt katt ta bhi nahin, waqt rukta bhi nahin
Dil hai sajde mein magar, ishq jhukta bhi nahin....pretty cool... i like that, dil hai sajde mein magar, ishq jhukta bhi nahin...had to be mr. G.


These days randomly, T comes and asks me, "whats your name?", i say "Imtiaz" and he says "no, your name is mamma"....by god!


Hope your Sunday is as beautiful as sundays should be. Wish me luck on monday morning...big day pour moi....come by to drop me off at work, baba. I'm talking too much, na....i'll stop, you dont have to bear  the brunt of my day.

Tuesday, September 14, 2010

Out(spoken)

I cant believe i still have it in me.....When you rough up yourself, the not so rough moments take you by surprise.

I just want to grab by shoulders and scream my thoughts out and tell what it means, but then i wonder if it means anything to..... In these moments of indecision, i live a life that I've already prevailed. I inhabit in a landscape of memories I cant gather courage to sidestep EVER.

Will the unspoken conversations never see the day of their prominence, will those just fade away like the rest. 


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But if they do see their day, would it bring any solace to the worlds torn apart, bring any calm to the worlds that exist unshared....I couldnt decide and still cant, but who am i to decide that, WHO ??? so those "secrets" (as the author eloquently puts it) will just dance along with me, even though i speak of things that hold no esteem. The storms in my head are spinning me to territories unknown and yet roots my feet to the familiar lands. (Dont ask me to decipher any of this, i cant, i wont, i may but i still wont.)

Can the silence be broken with such grace and bravery like the person who mailed the secret! Dream on, baby!

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