Wednesday, May 18, 2016

Music : The time machine

A usual day at work, then at home ..lazy evening ,with instant noodles and some TV.. Bored.. switch to some music!
Unlike my guy who would be lazy all the time but not when it comes to explore new music..he would search out street sounds and new kids on the block..He ain't around so I play on..the most played..listen to a couple of songs which have stuck on to my soul since eternity...
The playlist moves from Carpenters to Eagles..to Nirvana.. and then a song by The Scorpions plays -Still Loving You...and I'm no more in my room..no more in this home we set up
together. . I rush back 11 years ...to a moment when he gifted me something.. an audio cassette -The Scorpions Gold. It was the first gift he gave me.. no occasion. .just a meeting as well as a parting gift..for we met for a record three hours not knowing when the next few hours will be. Until then, listen to songs he loved and perhaps thought I would too. As he gifted me the casette which belonged to him, I said I was touched he shared his favorite music with me (parting with an audio casette was still a big thing then).
And there he was at his best...replying with a wink.."Oh no, I plan to buy a CD of the same album,hence passing the casette on to you!" We laughed.. fell a little more in love..

The song ended.. I'm back to my room in 2016..smiling..then writing this post..

Friday, July 17, 2015

OK or De(Kay)

One big wide grin and you term it  "batteesie" in Hindi, meaning a set of 32teeth! Well not everyone possesses all 32 and those who do,probably won't have them captured in one kodak moment smile!

18th year ushered in new stuff..the usual..'I'm an adult now' situations. What it also brought with that was wisdom.. Loads of it!! Yeah, 4 vestigial not so important and painful wisdom teeth!!

10years have passed and I lived with the full pack of 32. Numerous cheek bites as the top ones dug while I slept..turned worse then healed.. The lower two 'impacted' as per the Docs ... Not in agreement with the other teeth in the jawline.. My Mom saw these two and exclaimed.."looks like two disobedient kids decided not to stand in queue!!!
So much tongue in cheek about the peek a boo wisdom you must think..
Well, I just got one of my four pearls (sic) of wisdom dropped/extracted.
Excruciatingly painful,decayed tooth,unfathomable to the best of toothbrushes..had no option but to bid it goodbye..
So here I was fearing the unknown and it took under 15minutes for half of my face to go numb and my tooth to get uprooted like an old dead tree hit by lightening!
I don't think I can forget the sound of 'uprooting' which has got into my head! 
The procedure happened and I saw the severed tooth..decayed and dead at the top, strong and unscathed at the root... Like a freak got it home but the doc told me not to preserve it as it was decayed..so flushed it off..
Had a sense of loss.. A vestigial organ as it may be..still was a part of me and my 'bateesie'... 

Saturday, March 07, 2015

For - Rohit Mathews

I never met you, can't say we were friends,
Yet, I saw you, in her eyes and his laughter,
'You' I could sense..

I do sing, I never heard you sing,
Yet, I saw the singer on their mind,in her  eyes and his dimpled smile
when I sang...

I never met you, can't say we were friends,
While our mothers shopped for the both of us
 A day of shopaholics',we shared...

I never met you, can't say we were friends,
Yet I feel the pain of loss, of you my friend..
For I yearn to see her bright eyes twinkle,
I yearn to hear his laughter and jokes,
I want them to be my beloved aunty and uncle,
but for the loss of you, my friend , I'm at a loss of words...




Friday, February 13, 2015

Just another day...

The day to shed inhibitions,
The day of proposal decisions,
The day of flowers all pink and red,
The day of love, someone said..

The day which ends with dinners ,candlelight
The day when coffee shops are bustling quite
The day when soft toys cheese you away,
The day when hearts and souls are blown the balloon way!

That day happens to be just another day,
coz you're not here and I'm not there,
and everyday with you all throughout the year is Valentine's Day!

Monday, May 05, 2014

The TOILette Etiquette!

Heard a lot..of people reading their daily dose of news on the commode..Also, heard of Eureka & Archimedes in the bath tub. Heard the usual shy amateur singers let out a sigh and say..I'm just a 'bathroom singer'. So much of our lives revolve around the loo, isn't all of it true?
Well, here is a post, some will find weird to the core, but guys you shall agree I'm sure..That a bad day in the washroom does change the course of the day. Empty bowels so give us a kick start to juggle from the thunder box to the board rooms!!

Well, by now the reader is thinking, why the etiquette in a place of complete solace? What on earth would a person do alone practicing any sort of etiquette?? So here it goes...

Just the other day, a lazy sunday afternoon...and my self pamper at its hilt, with a bath that lasts longer than the weekdays', I began singing... the song "तुम ही हो " by the popular singer Arijit Singh from the bollywood movie Aashiqui2http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x15d701_aashiqui-2-tum-hi-ho-video-song-2013-hd_music

If I may boast, I am a decently good singer and I sing with my heart and soul in the loo. The echo enchants me and adds an aura to the voice, that I feel a microphone seldom provides...
So, I sang the song the best that I could, and just as I was about to move to the next stanza, I was stunned as I realised the solo had transcended the boundaries of the bathrooms,windows,ventilators and even the floors to become a duet!!!!! Stunned was I at the audacity to complete my song..YES! A stranger had intruded my singing space with bad toilet etiquette ! 

Though I'd be honest, the stranger too is a good singer; but this one incident has quite taken away my favorite singing space away from me... :(

Tuesday, January 14, 2014

Kitty Kidnap

Life today is so busy and we often discuss that none know thy neighbours thesedays.
But, I say hello to my neighbour pretty often. He stays with his mom at the ground floor of my building and plays near the dumped garbage. His daddy is mostly away and pays occassional visits. This mama's boy is a handsome yet demure, affable little (I dare call him little) CAT who loves to poise on the cars and bikes in the garage!

I have been an animal lover since childhood, but selective in being so! Somewhat like the views of some on being an animal lover yet a voracious non vegetarian as being a hypocritical!
So, if you are an animal lover but are afraid of snakes and cats; well that's what I was and rather am still to a great extent barring cats. After my friend~dog~Jojo's death after a happy life of 11 years , nothing could replace him, but some not exactly pets have filled the void in these 5 years since his demise.

The cats in my life Kalli and Goldie have brought a new side to me.
My husband and mother in law (hereinafter referred as MIL)have played an important part in getting me closer to these creatures whom I always feared. This post is about Goldie but since Kalli was my first backyard cat at Siliguri, a special mention for her.

Kalli- green startled eyes; not just eyes but "cat eyes"; black shiny coat. She was a perfect selection for a horror film! Every afternoon, post lunch she would wait for the fish bones and cheese slices when we were observing a no non veg day. Wait would be accompanied by constant meowing in chorus with two other pals.
Her meoooooww would rise higher and higher in pitch as the moment of the 'touch down' of the fish be closer and there you go! lo and behold! As soon as the fish would be on the ground, she would flash her sharp white feline set of teeth!
This diabolical turn of events never deterred my mom, dad and me from loving Kalli. It became just a part of the general procedure of the lunch hour! When we left the house at Siliguri, it was painful to leave Kalli behind. But, there is this annoyance in the mind of a dog lover , that why won't the cat miss him as much as he does...

Goldie- is over a year old. His description is evident from his name - golden coat and yes ,even patches of white. He boasts with the title of the thickest tailed cat in the vicinity and also that I have ever seen in my life. His personality as I wrote earlier is quite diametrically opposite to the usual feline fraternity. He is the kinds who would respond to your love. Who would wait for the fish and spare you  the flash of feline set of teeth. He is the kinds who would not spend hours together on his narcissism and self grooming and rather just sun bathe!

So, Goldie vanishes for a week and we(my MIL& myself)  were worried that he was involved in some sort of cat-gang-war with his daddy on the other side. We thanked our stars that we finally had a sighting! He was more amiable than ever. It was as if he was a dog like cat minus the tail wagging! He acknowledged every stroke and every caress. To our surprise , our neighbourhood cat first meowed too!! We had our rendezvous and walked towards the elevator. To our utter surprise, Goldie followed us. He also seemed eager to see the world beyond the ground floor garage-e-garbage. 
So, my MIL who has a knack for picking up cats without threatening them or bothering them, did just that and we hopped into the elevator with Goldie in arm. 
When the lift moved up ,he felt uneasy, his claws stuck out in anxiety, but he did not attack either of us. The lift happened to stop at the 4th floor beforehand and Goldie escaped! 
He meowed so loud that the corridor echoed with this outcry of our lost kitty. He was up at this floor for the first time, but it did not seem so, the way he smartly took the stairs. His meowing was sad but his steady walk, jauntily down the flight of stairs belied his outcry!

We followed him till his reunion with dear mommy. However, he turned back disheartened and dejected, yet not indignant for what we had done. We thought we had lost Goldie's trust and friendship, something that was a rare phenomenon between cats and humans.
BUT, ten minutes of tete-a-tete with his mom and a bowl of milk with two large tablespoons of apology from MIL & me has brought our almost kidnapped kitty back!

:)







Saturday, June 15, 2013

Baba.

First of my memory traces..
wrapped in warm embraces,
because you had come back to me my Baba
because war ceased..my little kid's heart was pleased Baba

I grew up, you toughened me,
I grew up you  shielded me,
I grew up,you scolded me
I grew up,you moulded me
you loved me..it grew...

Scaling tiny summits with you,
would be my everest
running to keep pace with you,
were my days best.

The soul in your letters,
nestled in my heart..
Miles away from me and mom
yet not apart...

You gave me away in wedding I know..
in style that too
but I know one thing for sure..
I may be grey haired and wrinkled but shall remain a daddy's girl true!


I love you Baba