2009-06-11T21:55:00.000-07:00

First Encounter

Writing the introductory post is always challenging for most, I believe. It gives your readers an insight of what to expect from you in futureand there lies the formidable fear for people like me with appreciable gift of the gab but a zero aptitude for the pen. But hey, what the hell, we still have a right to blog , don't we?And, therefore, I decided to focus my writings on everything in life that doesn't make news, doesn't make traffic come to a standstill, doesn't make you stop and think, doesn'nt blow you off your feet and so on. It is just there and has been there for times immemorial, you see it, feel it, everyday but what big deal yaar. I used to be told as a child to think big and that's what I i naturally did and have seen people doing all around me-especially Indians like us -badi gaadi, bada ghar, badi chinta, etc, etc. But in this frantic race for the bada, I realised I had become an artificial person running away from my true self and things that once were an integral part of me-the phuchka , the cutting chai, the second hand bookshops, trying to mend my slippers with a safety pin, lying to mum about our secret afternoon rendezvous, shouting out at the top of my voice on the phone, jumping onto the sofa and wondering how people kept their legs down all the while......And now,I was aspiring to be someone I was not-life had become successful in getting me to believe in regimented labels, brands and tags...
Thank god, I got back my life's reins in my hands once more and learnt to smile and laugh genuinely again...I just hope my thundering -across -the -seven -seas laughter remains with me forever ..it's my priceless possession...zindagi to chhotti hai... apney bas mein nahin....bas itni si hai aashaa..jee bhar ke hasney ka waqt mil jaaye..ciao everyone and stay well

Conscience Calls