Realisation Of My Love.

From day one, I took a vow to change my ways for the better, to bring about a new person within myself. One that could stand up, and not crumble to the floor. Little by little, I built up what i had for so long fought for. Now I live happily and in harmony with him.

We have grown from that day on. Deeper in love and affection. We have grown stronger together.

For it was me, who let him down, time after time.

In the beginning, I was weak, In search of the rock. I didnt know what i wanted, i was too young to truly know. The life i thought i wanted was far beyond i thought i really wanted. But now i know, this is the life she dreamt up and this was the person whom she loved ever. In time, I grew up up. She realised the true meaning of love, happiness and unity.

I think back now on the day that it all happened, and see that my old ways was leading to down and beaten path. I thought, that i needed someone else to lead me the way. I needed to clear a path for herself, But myself alone. could not always make it through. I realised that another person was needed to help her along in times that i felt i could not go on, that it was too hard, too difficult....

That was the time when HE came and said, 'Come, my sweetheart, Take My hand and heart and I will show you the way. I will be there when the time get tough, to pick you up and carry you though, cause as long as we are here together, nothing can block the path.... All I ask in return, is that you do the same. Take my hand and help me though the brush, clear my way,so that I may see, clearly where we need to be.

I have realised my love whcih is true to my feelings and close to my heart and have met MY ULTIMATE MAN.

So have you realised your true love yet ?? Have you met the true person, your soul mate ??

Assumption

I still vividly remember my English teacher Mrs Chopde, who is now no more,way back in my eight grade.... Tall, fiar, neatly worn hair and a voice that made heads turn towards her. Like most teachers she had a favourite statement... 'Dont assume things I didi not mention'
Assume almost implies making an ass of you and me! ASS.U. ME Get it? At that moment it seemed funny and really nothing but just another remark from a teaher who was furious at her students. But today as I look back and think about this, it makes way more sense than i thought.

Now as it seems to emerge from my mind, it comes generoulsy coated with all the ambiguity life has to offer. All that is certain, enveloped with all that is uncertain and intangible...It may sound puzzling at first to know th way lif leadfs us theough its monotonous ways but yet gets to milestones that we seek. On the way we encounter so much that makes what we can call 'LIFE'.

One very nice quote i remember at this point in time is, 'Life is what happens to you when you busy making other plans', So true...... Youassume so many things and make plans but life takes you in an entirely different directions.

The reason this thought came to me was due to a simple incident that occured few years back...... I had just passed out of my 10th grade and had lost my most importnat documents, both my marks sheet and my transfer certificate.

None to my support and help since it was an outright act of my irresponsibility ir carelessness you would say.
It took one month for me to get an admission in a college, and that was ofcourse without given an attendance for me, since I had not submitted my documents till then.

Most of the time, how comfortable we assume that nothing vould ever go wrong with us.
We all do this many time. Infact, almost all the times with our near and dear ones. We assume that nothing can happen,But when it does, it takes us by a shock and surprise.

A neighbor happens to be a part of a car crash, we assume it could never be us
A stranger misses his flight, oh that could never be us.
Terror strikes a country, oh not us NO WAY !!

We forget to count our blessings, forget to give credit to everyone in our lives, and to thank god for what is on our hands. We assume, its all normal and cant change.
We assume way too many things for our own good.
WE ASSUME!!

The Colour Of The MInd

Black...... The absence of light.

Black...... The dawn of the night.

Black..... The beginning of life.

Black..... The shade of magnificience

Black.....The colour of fear.

Black.....The language of fear.

For me its amazing, how this one colour has so many faces to it. On one hand if we say that death is the end of light and the beginning of black, on the other we have black, the darkness from which we are all born.

If the eyes sees colours, then what is the colour of the mind??

Most ideas are born out of a shut mind. A mind that is left to itself no matter whaat the eyes see. You may be present in a situation of highest level of cigor and colour say in a prty, but your mind, your true self has its own thoughts.

The mind, so vulnerable can very easily detach itself from everything around and get into its own shell of thought..... BLACK????

Take a simple example of a little child in a classroom. The child can listen to the teacher and can a;so listen to his/her own self. While originally he/she is instructed to listen to the teacher, the child can easily get carried away by the smallest sound outside the classroom.

A bird chirps, and off goes the mind of the child thinking about it.

What the world may call distraction is the actual soul that lies in all of us. A soul and mind that responds to nature's smallest interaction with us. Thought triggers distraction and the mind triggers thought. Ah! What do we have here now ? Is the mind an entity, a soul

in itself? Is it true that who we are is what the world has made us by captivating our mind??

At this point you can give yourself two parallel lines of thought.

1. What will a mind, allowed to think freely grow into? Afree soul or just a plain human being with raw qualities and emotions.

2.It is ot of ideas from the mind that we have so many inventions all around us today.

Most of which were outcomes of tamed and most of the time educated minds that thought freely.

In either case the important role is that of the mind.

Ok. Just for a moment shut your eyes..... Its easy...... BLACK.

Now with your eyes shut, shut your mind.. Easy ?? Try harder, dont think.... No not yet. You are still thinking about trying hard not to think. BLACK, again.... but is it fully black?

The colour of your mind engulfs the most vivid thoughts, ideas, and colours.... So wahts the colour of your mind now????

I'm Blessed

I said a prayer for you today.

I just took a moment to say,

With heartfelt thankfulness to the almighty

Howmuch I know i'm blessed

With the love so deep and true

That i receive from you.

It may not be that always i show my love,

But darling I love you wholeheartedly

I always know that God gave you to me

And i will forever be

A true and loving wife

All throughout my life.

I love you with all my heart

And we will never part

I know this love will last

And so a day will never pass

Without a prayer for u. Love u darling

Special Something.

The other day I was listening to Asha Bhonsle's old songs and watching some of her old songs, and it hit me that she was just so immensely talented.! Ofcourse, she was one of those 'born once in a million years' kind of an artist, but this is not about her.

Its about what she represented, an extraordinary gift.

There are artists that have unimaginable talent and creativity, Ofcourse i believe that detiny determines whether they are successful or not, but just the fact they are immensely blessed is what gets me.

Have you not heard soul stirring music and wondered how this magic of creation happens ?If its not the divine intervention every time a masterpiece is created, then what is it?

If you have the gift of arts, please dont let it go waste, give it all you have got. Even though you may not be lucky enough to get successful at it, stay with you craft, because its your special something from GOD.

If you are thinking this is just another article about how the 'NET' had cahnged our lives, you are right, And if you are thinking this is just another article about how the 'NET' has changed our lives negatively, hmm you are right again! See, I just gave you a win-win situation.

So, what do i want to prove here? Something that lurks in the gra areas of the 'Internet Aftermath'!

When the Worl Wide Web boomed in leaps and bounds I was excited to say the least. Like so many of you out there, I too was slowly but steadily getting addicted. Then there was a creaze of getting all my friends connected via the web, and in a short span of time, as internet cafes blossomed in every nook and corner, even the ones who were not technologically adept had an email id and got chatting.

I was simply overjoyed to be able to chat with my friend who lived down the road via my computer. Days went by, life took us our ways. She moved to another city. But hey, thanks to the net we were in touch. Years flew past and then I met her after over half a decade, and that moment, all of a sudden, there was a feeling of emptiness in the air between us.

We used to chat often, but now were unable to begin a simple conversation. The exchange of words that seemed so easy through the invention of technology had somehow put us in a spot.

It took us a while to really get talking because over the years chatting had made us portray another side to us. Not that we meant to do so, but it just happened.

Yes, we could argue saying its not necessrily due to the internet. Things like this happened even during the times when snail mail flourished. That, I would say, was different. The time lapse beteween letters did help to a certain extent. There is a lot more to real time chatting than there is to writing letters. Online chatting gives you a lot of options and not to forget, flexibility! I'm sure you will agree with me the next time you tell that old friend online that you have to go out and click that little 'X' mark to close the chat window, but all you wanted to do was end the conversation. I'm guessing thats how the other facet of individuals slowly surface. Then, suddenly before you know it, that incoming message from an ex-co worker becomes a hindrance.

No, I'm not against chatting. I do it almost all the time too, but i was wondering if i'm the only person who feels this way, Do you too ?

My New Bracelet

Last week I bought myself a new bracelet all metal and all worth its price. I placed it in my wardrobe thinking i will open the box the next day and wear it.

Day two of new bracelet at home and I end up being late for my doctors appointment(as i wanted to get checked for my throat ache) But, I so so so so HAD to wear my bracelet. Just as if the doctor would notice and say 'Woah...! Nice Bracelet Nandini' instead of giving me my routine check up ! i got ready and decided and I will wear it come what may and it began.

The darn packaging had to be so good, I thought to myself. I plunged into my kitchen shelf and fished out my scissors. Before I knew it I chopped into the thick plastic wires that fastened the watch to its casing. Oops my kitchen scissors...but who cares, I needed the bracelet now....

Finally, finally the casing gave way. Beautiful, silver and marvellous- I thought atleast that is how i felt back then since it kept me away from my bracelet.

Just when I thought I was a few seconds away from wearing my new accessory, did i notice that it seem to be reluctant to come out of its bo. Ok! Now what ? I thought to myself. Oh my doctor can wait a few minutes, she makes me wait anyway! Argh. It didnt seem to get any better. I dashed for the knife, the net best thing I could find from the place I stood. I began working my way through the hind of the box to allow the bracelet to fall through. I cut and cut and cut...almost using the knife as a saw.... and there it was MY BRACELET!

But before I knew it, I heard metal clunk against the flooring and saw a little metal piece roll toward my kitchen trash. Oh! it was actually gone....... After all the struggle it was gone! And time was too.... I was so consumed in breaking open the box that I was too late to go the doctor.

Then I saw it.... a little sign embossed on the box that said ' Press here to open' I did so and did too. Open up! Could I hate myself or the box or the manufacturers or whom or what?

I've been here many times....trying to do one thing fast, before another more important one.

and end up not gaining anything worthy at all. We all have been here I'm sure.... Messing up our priorites, But in the end there is one thing I have come to hate, Packages!!!! See how much one can lose / Why in the world do they not print the 'Open Here' part in a more visible way.

I guess they just like to have fun with poor consumers like me.

And what did i do with my bracelet? I managed to get the metal piece fixed back in place and decided to just keep it away in my cupboard.....Yes dont ask me why! I really dont know why i didnt feel like wearing it again..... Some things in life go unexplained, this is one such thing for me.

Do I Have Really Time ????

Pages have been written by plenty of authors about and time and time management. I indeed salute all their thoughts, But is there something bigger than time that rules us ? 'Time is Money'.... ' Do not Waste time' ' Time is life' are quite common phrases which we heard as we grew up.

But is there something that governs how we use(or do not use) time? Alittle something happened to me that gave me the answer to this question in my mind. It was just another day whcih was as usual filled with hectic mornings, busy noons and lazy evernings. Somehow, I had finished my chores early and sat around thinking what to do. I had no mood to browse or login to internet as my hubby was away on his official trip. I had no mood to read nor do anything normal that day. Then i had this sudden urge to do something creative since the long last stitching project which I had left half done over a year back. Well, I had started it off with great enthutiasm but I stopped since I had better things to do. More important things took the place of my needle work project. More responsibilities let to different priorities.

Thats when it stuck me. It's not just time, its not like i did not have any time to do this. But it was about priority.

I'd never have thought about this needlwork project of mine.

On similar lines, when someone asks you why you did not do something, we so easily say 'Oh i did not have the time' Think again. Its not the time. its the priority of the task at hand.

Of course its a simple thing... and we all know it....... yet, we blame time... So , the next time you say this, think of priority and not time.