Bye bye Chennai…

The dreaded day is nearing… The day when I will have to leave Chennai… My home for the past 3 years.. People say I am gonna enjoy a new life in new environment and will be happy hereafter. But they won’t ever know one thing. How much I will miss Chennai, and its memoirs…

Every second passing by, I am trying to come to terms with the reality. Of my marital status and future life. The unknown heavy source asking me to brush off my past and asking me to move ahead in life. The same force which lashed onto me when I was forced to land in Chennai… But that time, things were different. I needed a change and was inclined to step into the world. I had very few friends and most of them were leaving hometown like me… So though the pain was there, I could sense it in everyone, and I could hear their silent prayers and vows in their minds to keep in touch…

But here, I am gonna miss something. Maybe the few friends left out whom I am gonna miss badly… very badly.. Or maybe the good moments we shared with each other with the whole gang… Or maybe the bitter experiences which taught me to face life… Or maybe the Chennai beach which always listened to me…

Words are short to pen down the memories which I treasure in the corner of my heart.. The innumerous people I met, some who came into my life and are still here, and some who have gone away already, the talks, the phone calls, the meets, the shoppings, the films, the getaways, the random musings, the feelings, the mutual understanding, the smiles, the tears, the conflicts, the pain, .. all seems to happen few seconds ago.. how time flies by….

I am gonna miss Chennai. But I have a long way to go. And all that I can do is to pray to myself and to ask the people I miss…
To join hands in preserving the sweet memories…
To strive hard to work out the sweet relation we share..amongst the various phases of life…
To take pains not to lose the closeness and the respect we share for each other as life is very short and the world is so dark..
To keep in touch…..

Being Missus…

Just short of few days to complete one month… Yes, its been more than 3 weeks of my marriage.

People keeps asking how is the new life. As if I have resurrected from an escaped car accident! Maybe I have changed. Have I? As they say, everything lies in the eyes of the beholder. My perpective may be different from others.

I am blank for past few weeks. So many things happening, new relations, new families, new environment, new friends, new town. I agree everything is new. But aint I still the same? I don’t feel myself now. As if I have been pushed to a new world. But if I rethink, I am not absorbed by the new whirlpool yet. I guess I am on the edge. If you ask what’s on my mind, I am unsure. There were so many I wanted to think of, but it doesn’t settled on one lest to pour them out! There are so many things I am missing now, but also excited of the uncertain life ahead. It seems strange when people who knows you treats you as someone else, but it also feels good when unknown people starts respecting you for being Mrs. I know I am not just a friend or a daughter anymore, I am more than that… But… Is it that being too good to me, has disadvantages also?

I feel I am losing my self, even when I am gaining a new identity… What am I now??!!

The Marriage House…

Everything is set. But still, people are wandering here and there amidst the crowd. Calling, searching, smiling, talking, and with children finding their ways in between the legs to win the i-caught-you game, its more or less a pandemonium. Its a marriage house.

There is excitement and prevailing tension,
The voices and huzzle-buzzle, not to mention,
All as part of the so-called preparations,
To mark the beginning of a clear vision.

Thoughts, dreams and fears are high in the air,
Overwhelming the rattles and the sounds bare,
Colored with shades of red and gold, except hair,
They stand apart and aloft, amidst the glare

The uncertainties of career and priorites loomed,
Encircled by relatives, she looked within so gloom,
Friends were here and there, but yet seemed so quiescent,
And too much of making fun, had left him reticent.

There they were, far at the corner, tired but relieved,
Shedding few tears of joy and happiness,
At seeing the blessings being showered,
Sighing at the thoughts of upcoming bliss…

Two pairs of eyes saw them with ease,
To give a helping hand, and to wipe their tears,
To receive their burden of responsibilities,
To lighten their heart, they always were on their heels…

Its my marriage with RK on this May 25th at Ananthashayana Auditorum, Trivandrum, Kerala. All are invited.

The Seeker

Ways to Achieve success; Power of now; Law of Attraction;

Spiritual enlightening books. How do they motivate us? Do they?

I have been reading quite a few ones, like Alchemist, Tuesdays with Morrie, Fish, and some ways to achieve success etc. Most of them carry a single message and keep repeating it through every sequences/scenarios.

People are mostly composed of oscillating thoughts comprised of their dreams and practicality. They do have so many options of living life, the various established (un)realistical myths of right and wrong. The difficult part is to choose to follow. We do accept or hear various views, keeping apart our opinions and views in backend. We sometimes criticize or are empathetic to them, with profound established view point to various matters. There are matters of heart, relationships, money, ambitions, studies, love, family, and many others and innumerous diverse scenarios as much as a writer can be deeply immersed in.

How to accept yourself to follow and choose the selected path is quite easy, once you have selected the factors. They keep juggling inorder to form a balance in life, but there would be some ethics based on which we select the path. To frame the ethics, both material and immaterial ones, is of utmost importance rather than selecting the path or goals. Don’t you think so?

For example, everyone loves their family and their self. They are one of the top priorities along with money. Being selfish is humane, but it need not be purely opposite of selfless.

I don’t deny the definitions, and the established rules of life, they may have some experience – biased reasoning which is high above our understanding. But until we are able to interpret the course of life fully enough to understand its depth, we do can, rather we do alter its basic definitions. That’s just a phase of life when we question and find their answers. The phase when we start framing the ethics. Does that mean, we need to get all the answers to our questions to frame our ethics and thereby select the path to live? Need not be, and I am sure we won’t be getting the answers, we do get, but unsatisfactory. Its just that this is the phase we need to mould more, to create a more happy life. But then why no books available pertaining to this point?
Or is it that I missed some of them?

Fast track…

It was over 7.45pm. The last bus to my home will start within 15 minutes. I swiftly closed all windows, logged off my machine, and closed my drawer. Taking the bag onto my shoulder, I moved out of my desk, walking towards the corridor swiping out my id card. At the corridor, he joined me, with a blank face. He too maybe going home, in his bike.

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11 months ago:

It was over 5.30pm. The first bus was at 6.30pm. The new mail notification was smiling at me at the system tray. It was the mail from him.
Hello, when leaving?
“Not decided. What about you?”
Not much work today. I may leave by 6.30
“Hmm..Ok, catch a seat for me too”.. “if possible..”
If possible huh??? I will think about it..
“Keep thinking.. But inform me before the bus goes.. 😛 , I wonder what is there to think!!”
Like whether I need to bear your chitchat whole while in bus n all…
“..What!!…”
..hehe…
“……”
“…”

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