Beyond reason!

We don't need a reason to be happy
we don't need a reason to smile
we don't need a reason to dream
we don't need a reason to clap our hands
we don't need a reason to do a jig
we don't need a reason to love someone
we don't need a reason to live life!


Just be happy, smile, dream, clap your hands, do a jig, love someone and live life!

let all of this be beyond reason!

Urghhhh....

We always list what we love, what makes us happy, top this and top that...
Today, am in a mood to list the Top things that supremely irritate me, often pushing me to the edge of anger. People who know me will vouch for the fact that it takes a lot for me to lose my patience, get angry and shout at someone!!

When people blatantly lie
When people pretend
When the so called social status become a parameter of judgment
When people fake 'nicety'
When people take credit for work they have not done
When people do not give credit to people who have done the work
When people for the life of them can't praise someone
When people think they are the best, smartest...whatever est...
When people make politically incorrect statements(caste/ community/gender based)
and finally,
When people think they know everything...(for heavens or hells sake, grow up!)

am sure there are more...and i know these are personal thoughts...
some of the above may be well accepted or OK for some people...

All these instances make me feel, say and think...Urghhhhh!!!

M trail

one moment things seem super complicated and the next, the answers just appear!

i like the next moment very much!!:)

बारिश की बूंदों ने ....

बारिश की बूंदों नें क्या कुछ कर डाला...

कहीं कहानी लिख डाली,

कहीं मोहब्बत का समा बना दिया,

कहीं कविता की कशिश खिलाई,

कहीं निगाहों से बातें कह डाली, ...

कहीं कमसिन मनन ने अन्ग्रयीय ले ली,

कहीं चाय-पकोड़े की अआस बुझाई,

कहीं हर अधूरे प्यास की याद दिलाई,

इन् बूंदों ने ना जाने क्या कुछ कर डाला!

What type am I

Typealyzer dissects my writing and tells this about me...:) agree with some of it, except the last line! where did that come from? or are there latent talents to be discovered?:)

ISTP - The Mechanics

The independent and problem-solving type. They are especially attuned to the demands of the moment and are highly skilled at seeing and fixing what needs to be fixed. They generally prefer to think things out for themselves and often avoid inter-personal conflicts.

The Mechanics enjoy working together with other independent and highly skilled people and often like seek fun and action both in their work and personal life. They enjoy adventure and risk such as in driving race cars or working as policemen and firefighters.

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Marriage is fun*.

*Conditions apply!

In Sociology classes, I remember studying about the institution of marriage, the various marriage laws and acts and the meaning of the rituals. It is ten years since then and the way marriage is explained, experienced and exalted is no more the same. It is a status aspect (single/married), a parameter of financial standing and social life. It is giving fodder to a whole new wedding planner industry and making big fat weddings with band bajaa, the norm of the day. While legal debates on the importance of marriage continue; society is changing its outlook. A live-in relation is becoming an acceptable practice and marriage is often seen as being overrated. Not being married at 30 is absolutely fine and men are looking at the option of surrogacy to have kids, while women are happy with the evolving scheme of frozen eggs and sperm banks.

Despite social and cultural changes that this institution has seen, it is remarkable how newspapers and magazines find strange meaning in having agony aunt columns dole out courtship and marriage advices. Be it about how to spice up your life; entice your husband all over again; keeping the sex good and mind you, even predicting whether the spouse is having an affair. They have answers for everything; the closet secrets, the perfect kinky drama and the lacy lingerie…not to forget the aroma candles and the light music. They give you scales and they give you scores; they make marriage a rating dependent existence. Do we really need it? Are we fighting the perils of being an overachieving society… we not only want to be the super partners but expect our spouses to be uber-spouses…a perfect 10. We want the marriage to be perfect! What an oxymoron…because someone tell me how do I define perfection.

A recent article said that weight gain, snoring, low ‘together’ time, lack of sexual drive are some of the prominent reasons why the itch that should have come in seven years is a glitch we face in three. My husband brought that article to my notice and thanks to that gallant act; we have had many a humorous conversations. Notwithstanding the fact that I find these articles supremely irritating, I wonder what results would these surveys show in India, considering most of them are based on US or UK sample. After all, our focus on marriage and family has always been more grounded than in many other societies.

Marriage is fun as long as we do not take it too seriously and create a wall of self imposed rules and expectations. Let us not fret and the glitch will stay away. Too much stress and who knows, next they will begin talking about the ten month scratch…ouch!

They make me feel special on days, odd and even

The day for Women is today...

celebrations, moments of accolade;

tales of courage narrated,

ideal women awards given,

the perfect idol is enumerated,

every little success of hers is celebrated,

all setbacks are spoken of as stepping stones.

The celebrity lot talk of the underprivledged,

violence becomes a topic of concern.

Women guest editors, woman columnists,

they all have an extra say.

For today officially is our day.

But i feel this is an overhaul

The lines too sweet,

a forced celebration for some.

I have a humble thing to say

let us feel special about ourselves,

not just today, but everyday.

I take this moment, to tell the tale

of the three wonderful men

who make me feel special on days, odd and even!

Baba

He has been my idol ever since I remember,

I wanted to be everything he is...

his temperament, his commitment

his ideals, his principles...

have all marked my path...

he let me be me...

from being called junior Das to now

has been a journey so 'wow'..

I owe it to him,

for letting me live my every dream.

Bhai

He is the one

who made sure i had a lot of fun...

always listens to me, yes he does

we fight, we crib, we love to make fuss...

but brother to friend is the transition he took;

beside me, i find him,whenever I look.

To me, he shall remain..

my little brother for ever...

love his possessiveness,

to him, I can never say never...

Sneher

He is my 'anti-me'..

over chai and chat, discovered the 'we',

he spoils me with all might,

makes every worry i carry seem so light.

He lives with my 'to do lists' and my 'remember that?' tales

Loves me with my kirriks,

Renders some amazing culinary tricks:)

He listens, never judges...

lets me take my own flight...

He is the silent wind beneath my wings.

Childhood chuckle

Little dreams,

Dancing toes,

Snapping fingers,

Twinkling eyes.

Giggly laughter,

Naughty thoughts,

Hidden mischief,

Merry heart.

Tender worries,

Jubilant hopes,

Petition prayers,

Good behaviours.

Childhood chuckle

Never forgotten.

मैं और मेरी auto

मैं और मेरी auto
अक्सर यह बातें करते हैं
"सालों के हमसफ़र हैं हम
सफ़र सुहाना यह साथ करते हैं"

एक धूलि शाम कियेह कहानी हैं
बारिश के बूंदों ने रहो पे चादर बिछाई
pothole ke झील बने
पर्दों के पीछे सच्चाई थी

auto का right tyre pothole में अटका
left tyre तोह बिचारा हवा में लटका
पचार हमे auto ke आँगन में
दिमाग घुमा, planets और तारे दिखे

मैं और मेरी auto
अक्सर यह बातें करते हैं
वही रास्ते, वही भागदौड़... और एक auto...नयी कहानी
हर सुबह शाम की अलग ही रवानी!

रंगीन पंक्तिया

रंगीन सपने,रंगीन समा
इस मौसम में रंग जमा
रंगभरे आसमान तले
रंगीन ख्वाइशो की डोली चले
रंग ना दे अपनी सोच
रंगों की हैं गुजारिश
हर पल में रंग जाना हैं अनोखी खोज।

color...colors...colored...

Green on my nail...my mind is on a crazy trail.

what is it with color and me?
ride on a rainbow is all i see.
love them in all shades
all hues, even when they fade..
colors for all seasons
colors without a reason.

how we color our canvas
thoughts that are colored
colored skin drawing attention
language that is colored
color is beyond the grasp of vision
it is the frame of reference on a niche mission!

Be it any color on my nail, my mind is always on a crazy trail...