Total Eclipse of the heart!

New year is about to start..herald a new beginning with a trumpet but sadly it rings no bell for me. The sunshine..the rays of hope it emitted is lost in the ashes of the dead fire. Its a total eclipse of the heart. No future no going back..the turmoil within..what will be will be !!! the fear lurking in the corner of the eyes..questions on the lips..is this our dream or is it the end of it?? Only time will tell.. New year bringing hopes alive or New year  sealing our chapter closed..

A total Eclipse of our Heart!

Sunshine in my Eye!: Wind of Change!

Sunshine in my Eye!: Wind of Change!: Have I woken up or am I still sleeping as in a daze that takes you no where!! sleep walker i would term it..walking with closed eyes and clo...

Wind of Change!

Have I woken up or am I still sleeping as in a daze that takes you no where!! sleep walker i would term it..walking with closed eyes and closed minds. Is this the dream we dreamt for our new generation or are we still not there?? A sleepless state of mind that goes numb with pain..stabbed time and again by your own ...We are facing the challenges of the winds of Change..a wind that moans with cries of anguish and hearts filled with sorrow.A wind that beckons but once you saunter in  you are engulfed in the whirlwind of hardships..but isn't Revolution another name of sacrifice?? A tornado of years of turbulence and broken dreams?? Time to wake up and face the harsh wind outside..Time to enter the depths of miles and miles of charged clouds where your only hope is your auto pilot.. or your own instinct to guide you. Even that automated hope is also no more your option..Maybe you have no more options left to land some where in the middle also..Maybe it may also take years of an unfulfilled mission to no where. A time may also arrive that you might have to drop your tanks and guards and leave hopes of ever pushing your landing gears..but thats only maybe..a grim picture of what our generation can do in their dying stage but look at the brighter picture..wont we be the saviors of our next nestlings??? Giving them our dreams and releasing them  to fly on their own ..in the clear skies that will take them higher and higher to places where we once dreamt of!! Before that dream realizes we have to face this Wind of Change like our forefathers did...get engulfed in this tornado now or forever lose hope of any rainbow after the rainstorm.

Sunshine in my Eye!: Gliders in the skies!

Sunshine in my Eye!: Gliders in the skies!: Some time back a new movie that really inspired me to think and rethink about life was this Indian movie,'Zindagi na Milegi Dobara". Althoug...

Gliders in the skies!

Some time back a new movie that really inspired me to think and rethink about life was this Indian movie,'Zindagi na Milegi Dobara". Although the theme was almost the same that I repeat in my writings...the urge to live life at the fullest but one song that really took me by awe was the 'Khawabon kay Parinday'. You know it took me to years back when I wrote this little piece of poetry called, 'Broken Wings'..a melodramatic appeal to release me from all the restrictions that exist in our closed society..little that I thought at that stage was that the wings are never cut off .Its our selves who think that a bird inside us cannot fly in the open skies.There is so much to see, feel and do in this world that we may glide on and on and the unending skies will take us to the end of the rainbows..places where our minds have never even flown or thought of reaching. Its the bird inside us that has to take wings..take the courage to dive down or take off to new directions. We have to let go of our restrictions inside us holding us back to try new worlds, new horizons, new beginnings.Be a glider that just skims the skies without speed controls...just steer your controls to take the best options available to us and life will offer us the best. Till the time that bird inside is released to fly like a skimming glider we will keep feeling like a bird with cut off wings. You  see no one but ourselves is the pilot of our own destiny.Its only the will to survive and fight back and the hope to live life and appreciate the little things it offers us.We keep taking paths that lead us to only materialistic hoardings..never ever taking into account that happiness does not lie in material belongings..it comes from little things as compassion, appreciation, love and care.Like a pressed rose will never exude the same fragrance or colour.It is only the wild rose that grows on the mountain crannies that will give us more pleasure to attain it because then we will know the worth of attaining it with so many hardships.   The choice is yours..Be the glider that flies with birds of the same feather and enjoys the hardships of life to find true happiness or be a caged bird who thinks she/he will never ever be able to touch the skies or even know how it feels to enjoy the cold slashes of air against our faces..!!

Sunshine in my Eye!: Cloud Burst or Outburst??? On a Lighter note!

Sunshine in my Eye!: Cloud Burst or Outburst??? On a Lighter note!: Recent cloud bursts have evoked a series of out bursts from all quarters...serious or non serious..loonng light fuse trips to bad mood grips...

Cloud Burst or Outburst??? On a Lighter note!

Recent cloud bursts have evoked a series of out bursts from all quarters...serious or non serious..loonng light fuse trips to bad mood grips..from water shortages to over flowing pipelines..from dunkin donuts to dunkin streets..from dancing in the rain to crying in the rain...Pakistan is riding the waves of a slush bob game. At one end is the country hanging at loose ends trying to play the cat & mouse games..the other end is feverishly in the grip to grasp the dengue on the loose. Down South people paddle furiously to latch onto any manna from heaven.. but alas the demi gods are heart broken..they need 'faren' pumping to renew their hearts..what remains is the remains of a limping broken hearted nation..munching on the last of the overly priced scarcely available vegemites..As for the white collar non entities life poses a serious challenge to conjure a lifestyle with no light..no gas..no water and hardly any thing to eat...a great way to reduce in 15 days straight but crossing the line was never on the wish list..As if wishes were made to come true. Any ways another year is about to end and hopefully the wish list will only be a small wish to give us a reason to live...!

Sunshine in my Eye!: A Cry in the Dark!!

Sunshine in my Eye!: A Cry in the Dark!!: A cry for help! A cry in the dark is all a Pakistani can muster in this time of trial and tribulation..what is our fate?? I ask myself!! Wha...

A Cry in the Dark!!

A cry for help! A cry in the dark is all a Pakistani can muster in this time of trial and tribulation..what is our fate?? I ask myself!! What did we do to bring on this continued punishment....A nation misunderstood and misinterpret..a result of mind boggling war games from all quarters..why we?? were'nt we considered to be the most hospitable and generous people..open to cultures..open to love??? we opened our gates and let our bleeding neighbours to rest in our shades not knowing they will be the ones to stab us under our own skies!! was our helping hand not enough to fight terrorism and sacrifice our sons in the wake of this mindless bloodshed??? and to what end do we keep on fighting a war where we were not even a part of in the beginning..we were pushed against the wall to fight back for sanity.
Come take a look at our green fields now burnt red with our soldiers blood. Come hear the haunted cries of innocent women and children who have no idea of why they are being shorn to die this way. Come take a look at their  frightened faces who do not know the meaning of another rising sun...what will a crippled animal do in such a state I ask?? Cower back in an alley for a while or attack back in defence?? Go back in time and envision a nation of soft hearted people hardened by unending trials and calculative hands adamant to destroy the sovereignty at all costs!!
I cry and cry again in the hope of someone listening out there..to throw a light upon our plight and feel our pain...but in the darkness of the hardened hearts who will reach out and give a lending hand to a nation who lies dying its last breath!!!

Sunshine in my Eye!: Bleeding Rain!

Sunshine in my Eye!: Bleeding Rain!: "July started and boy it rained all over the country.. not like last year when it broke all records but the summer heat melted and clouds she..."

Bleeding Rain!

July started and boy it rained all over the country.. not like last year when it broke all records but the summer heat melted and clouds sheltered the crying souls..scorched from the burning heat and fiery sun. people came out in the streets..dancing in the rain and singing away the blues.
Hearts cried out loud in joy and hoped for a better tomorrow...but just as the waves ebbed and dived under.. hopes crashed against the empty promises by the hungry sharks ready to attack and tear  the hearts out so that none could feel the agony of the pain.Yes the more it rained the more it bled!!
The country is bleeding tears of pain amid the blessings of a hope filled rain...life is paralyzed with fear and shivers with the thought of dying souls around us. Questions arise..Is this the hope for a better tomorrow?? Where are we headed to?? What lies ahead??? Will there be any ray of sunshine in the midst of a clouded future?? Is there any one amidst our midst who we can trust and claim our sunshine star??? Or is it going to bleed in front of our eyes and we like blind beggars will let it die...a forced death??
Who are the criminals then??? You and I who are the blind beggars not pushed to stand up and stop this from happening or the ones who are adamant to tear the flesh and suck the blood out...till nothing is left to die!! Let this Rain decide our fate and wash our tears once and for all!

Sunshine in my Eye!: Autumn Era of our Lives!

Sunshine in my Eye!: Autumn Era of our Lives!: "July is about to start..my birth month..although I came into this world at the farthest end on the second last day but I always look forward..."

Autumn Era of our Lives!

July is about to start..my birth month..although I came into this world at the farthest end on the second last day but I always look forward to it with a lot of enthusiasm and expectations and big dreams to celebrate my day with all the fanfare and pleasant surprises and wishful dreams but alas when the actual day draws near I some how always start to fade and draw inward into a cocooned shell and mope on another year of my youth gone by..the ending of a curtain era about to start...glorious days of my youth fresh in my mind..imprinted like old dry leaves in a book keep bobbing up like those autumn red trees that shed trees but never spread their fragrance afar. Some how I have always loved the Autumn season..its bright red and orange and maroon and yellow hues have always attracted me more than the usual pinks and purples and greens of spring nor have i gone for the dreariness of winter white and blues and blacks..yes its always been the contrasting hues of autumn ..no fragrance, no freshness just the colour and vibrancy of a bygone era. Strange..is'nt it! But I am a strange soul..searching and dreaming and yearning to be heard..like that black cuckoo bird that hides in a tree and calls beautifully...all that one hears is a lovely song ..mysteriously enshrouded in the cloak of dark leaves..she leaves an impression upon our minds that a sweet voice came and held us captive for a while..till the time we found her hiding place she vanished in the wilderness of the skies!!!

Sunshine in my Eye!: Summer Heat!...Black 'n'White!

Sunshine in my Eye!: Summer Heat!...Black 'n'White!: "Summer is here with all its force...with all its good points and bad..no choice left for us to take it or leave it especially in this part o..."

Summer Heat!...Black 'n'White!

Summer is here with all its force...with all its good points and bad..no choice left for us to take it or leave it especially in this part of the world!I call it the Black 'n' White chequered Summer. As in we have the killing fields of  our country where people are in the midst of light playing hide and seek, unknown agencies playing dirty games, political fiasco, hit and run..you name it but we being the vibrant nation at heart have become numb to all this and go about our jobs, recreational & cultural activities in a normal fashion. I guess that's the start of a brain gone dead situation but awakening of a spark to combat the worst..I seriously pity those who plan to freeze this nation only to touch its melting point! well that's the dark side of the heat at the moment but if you want to enjoy the summer white in all its full bloom look no further .We have all it takes..coolest sherbets made of all the juiciest summer fruits, maidens attired in summery , billowy kaftans....kohled eyes.chilled mango parties..greenest and coolest mountainous regions..warm beaches, tonga and rikshaw rides..color every where..a profusion of all kinds of  art and colour on the buses, trucks, in fact a hustle n bustle of lively beats and gaiety.An array of rich food galore.blaring music bhangra style..dancing feet! Recently I had the rare opportunity to attend a week long Cultural Fair held in Islamabad after a sore waiting period of 4 long years and man it was one hell of an experience. Ethnic dances from all the provinces. Song and gaiety permeated the entire area. people thronged and enjoyed the sumptuous layout of food of all the cultural backgrounds..hand crafted textures, carpets, hand painted utensils,you name it it was all there under one roof.The best part was the aura of happy faces and hearts enjoying and clapping and singing and dancing with the rhythm of this festivity. No one cared for any repercussions..all that mattered was .. that.in the midst of this killing heat there was still a shade to rest our weary eyes upon and let our hearts sing for a while!

Sunshine in my Eye!: Looking for true love!

Sunshine in my Eye!: Looking for true love!: "Yesterday I had a chance to watch this wierd movie, 'Lake House'..although however I tried solving the time tunnel concept I could not appre..."

Looking for true love!

Yesterday I had a chance to watch this wierd movie, 'Lake House'..although however I tried solving the time tunnel concept I could not apprehend what the movie had to offer. Except that it was mind challenging and interesting in a way..I kept glued till the end just to find out the meaning of true calling of love. Again today I watched another movie on the same topic, however different in layout and concept it revolved around the same enigma of falling for your true love just like that and remaining so for years to come.Very idealistic and romantic to fantasize some thing likethat to happen to us but hello have we ever thought about the consequences of finding out many disturbing facets to your loved one later on when the dream phase fazes out and reality dawns.They say love is blind..true for many that meansif you know a person inside out nothing else matters. What has to be beautiful and appealing is the inside of a person. I know in our youth we tend to be physically attracted to the outer or exterior personality..the looks matter more..the physical attraction blinds us to the dark sinister side of that person. Infact we forget to analyze whats beneath the surface. we dont take time to read that persons inner feelings, sensitivities, likes dislikes,habits, back ground. You know once we are fully involved in a relationship we start to realize that the person we assume to be completely bonkers for is not the right one but then its too late. Dont you think it would be better if we take time to see both sides of a person..to know if he or she matches with ourpersonality.I know people say opposites attract but thats physical attraction which will fade out with years and then what?? you will find you have nothing in common. he puts one track and you abhor that song. he puts off the light because he hates reading and you are an addict. he loves children and you dislike having them right away. There are so many examples of pld aged couples in our families who suddenly when left alone after their children move out are at their partners necks for small things because they are not suited to each other or as they say opposites in nature. One wants to stay home all day the other loves out door activities. One loves eating out the other hates it. so on and so forth.The only thing that bondsthat love is the companionship bond. I hate to say that its a wrong and childish fallacy when at a latter stage of your married life suddenly you feel the urge to find your soul mate. thats all a crap again because it involves many lives by then your childrens and husband or wifes.So what to do if you feel trapped in such a situation?? I advise find yourself. give space to yourself and your partner. make friends or widen your circle. Explore hobbies..love life as if it was your last day...and most importantly find positives in the person you have spent your life with. Disregard all the negatives and love him or her as your true companion. love what he or she loves and ask them to do the same.like one day watch the movie they like or listen to the track they love or dont read any thing at all if they feel like upto it and vice a versa. Thats called as compromising and I tell you true love will come to you. not from some where else but right from your own house..from your companion. What is true love??? is it momentary passion or a steadfast loyalty?? is it goo goo eyed pink haze???No! true love is being with some one who cares and provides no matter what and raises your family and sacrifices and remains loyal to you. Yes if we try to see a person before hand and seek the right personality completely suited to us it would be ideal. but the give time before plunging into a relationship other wise if its too late then seek the love within your partner or teach them . I assure you the exercise will not be futile..it will bear fruit! Heres to True love!

Sunshine in my Eye!: Potato Ratatouille!

Sunshine in my Eye!: Potato Ratatouille!: "For those of you who have already watched this animated cartoon movie, 'Ratatouille'..I hope it spells correct but any how those who already..."

Potato Ratatouille!

For those of you who have already watched this animated cartoon movie, 'Ratatouille"..I hope it spells correct but any how those who already know which movie I am talking about would also understand what I am referring to or for that matter know the spellings as well...well the story was about this chef who wanted to be recognized as one and with the help of a arty crafty Rat..yes sir a rat chef he made it!! so my idea was not to declare that I had found a rat chef to help me become a known chef but to tell you that I should be declared a potatoe arty crafty chef what with the need to find all kinds and all sorts of potato recipes have turned me into a jhat pat or rather a quick online turned do some thing quick potato fairy.Yup the day I got married i asked my darling after a few days what interested him in food and after a looong list of meat and bbq and chicken and more meat I politely had to intervene and ask again if there was any veggie that interested him also to which he immediately jumped up and enthusiastically blubbered that potatoes were his favourites and any thing with potato would be fine..So, my dearies from that day till now potatoes are always combined with meat, or veggie or lentil or baked or boiled or skinned ..well you name it we have it in all forms.
Even my darling children are potato junkies..fried, micro waved, mashed, sliced, boiled they love it! I feel like a potato Ratatouille honestly thinking of innovative and quickest ways of presenting the same potato head.and that too in a jiffy.honestly i had to remind my boys of the circumstancial consequences of gobbling too many baked potatoes..the painted picture of potatoes hanging from the sides and protruding from the back did not even deter the determined potato eaters. Some times I really feel potato is one vegetable that has the tendency to get you hooked on it. Fries are the most inviting even I cannot stop myself from reaching out to the plate and withdrawing myself as just as quick lest my fingers intervine and make a fistful dash for it. lol!
Coming back to conjuring up new potato storm I certainly salute all mums who slog at the kitchen counters thinking of pleasing ways of presenting new dishes for their loved ones and believe you potatoes are the best magical food that never fail to please any one of any age group. All what moms have to become is a Ratatoille chef and viola..their hubbies and kidos and fidos will be well fed and forever hooked on your crafty ways..Happy potato Cooking!

Sunshine in my Eye!: Daddy's Girl!!

Sunshine in my Eye!: Daddy's Girl!!: "Few weeks back when the summer was still not around and the spring was in its full bloom in Islamabad, the capital of Pakistan, I had the ch..."

Daddy's Girl!!

Few weeks back when the summer was still not around and the spring was in its full bloom in Islamabad, the capital of Pakistan, I had the chance to stay with my dad a good two weeks and enjoyed every minute of it. This time it was not the good weather alone but my dad's company that made my stay so sweet. It was specially more so after my mom's demise last year that I had the chance to fully understand what dads are all about. Previously my visits were always influenced by my mom. We had that special relationship ..mom and daughter one which is a sweet and sour combination turned bitter towards the end of the trip but honeyed down to a sweetest good bye..a dramatic emotional play with kisses and good byes and sniffs and apologies!! I do miss my mother a great deal. No one in this world can take her place ever.
However, its this off n on dramas my dad was always the silent spectator..the kind of dads who want to please both parties and yet be in the good books of both..a rather difficult situation I may reckon we must have put my dad into. Any how post my mom he was at first shaken, devastated.then reconciled to being alone and then settled down to this status of being single and alone. Any ways on this trip to my surprise he was saving a lot of things to share with me . like the marigold that had bloomed on our terrace and the big old crate that he had turned into this painted planter on my insistence. he knows i have this penchant for plants..green hands that i have and of course I inherited this quality from him..I 'd forgotten over the years that it was he who used to bag garden prizes. We went to see our land in the mountains and discussed what next was to be planted there and may be build a small shack for occasional night overs or day spends. We even went for walks to the club and he shared the smallest nook and cranny that had some thing to show like a new green rose bush and hanging babylonian styled terraces and then we had a quite tea session and a library session where he showed me new arrivals and the books he had photo copied and why he did that. To top it off we also attended tambola night where most of the attendees were all oldies intent upon winning and I almost dozed off lol! but the best date with my dad was the dinner out together where he watched his cholestrol and I my weight. He gave me tips how much to walk and what to eat and not to eat which I hardly listened to had a full hearty four course meal.
To top it off not to forget the books discussions at home at tea time and morning newspaper suggestions and health tv tips made me understand my dad even more. I realized how much he missed my mom and how much he loved my company and shared every little thing that he nver did before in the fear of disturbing the mother daughter equilibrium. Now has me and I have him. I am my daddys girl who wants to talk to him on and on clinging to the fact that he is still there..alive and talking..one i can hug and share my hopes and dreams and fears with...I beg of all of you my friends and followers to enjoy your parents company now as much as you can before they leave you and fade away..then it will only be a sad memory and a regret that you did not give time to them!!

Sunshine in my Eye!: Born Free!

Sunshine in my Eye!: Born Free!: "I was born with a wild side to my nature. Some people refuse to believe this looking at my appearance and nature now but thats what I am rea..."

Born Free!

I was born with a wild side to my nature. Some people refuse to believe this looking at my appearance and nature now but thats what I am really a person with an adventurous streak..Some times I blame my mom for dressing me like a boy from the beginning. I was mostly in Ts & jeans and what with my short curly hair that she could'nt handle the main reason why it was always kept short..I grew to be a very adventurous aka tom boy as I always hung out with boys alone. Probably had more wave length with them or rather enjoyed climbing most difficult trees, roof tops and swinging on the highest branches and picking fruits all after noons. I guess that wild side has stayed so far and become a part of my nature.Born Free I call it now. Or most people who really know me know this side of me. I love hiking, climbing mountains, living close to nature, biking, trying all the most difficult challenges that one can possibly imagine..car races, screeches, motor biking antics and what not I ve tried it all LOL!well now i would call it a healthy amalgamation of feminish  traits with a wild heart,LOL! well dont misunderstand this wild heart to be a flirt..Infact what it means here is that this heart yearns to be be free in the wild again. Seriously,Its time to go back to basics. I yearn really badly to live on a land where there are wild trees and fruits and mountains where one can landscape and build tree houses and romantic hide outs with hanging berries to reach out and eat when ever your heart desires. Keep animals and grow flowers. Go for morning walks and see the setting sun and have bon fires at night. What fun it would be to explore new things every day. Do bird watching and talk to animals and plants and count stars at night..is it too much to ask for ??I guess some people would call it being too romantic..I will just laugh it off and say No i am not being idealistic I would prefer to live in the wild in my last years of my life. Just enjoy being a part of it.I will paint flowers and birds and sing my heart out and write about every thing I explore and take photos...I will become a child again with no worries, no tensions of this urban life. A pure and simple heart that yearns to be close to Nature. I guess a leo always remains a leo..born to be free!

Sunshine in my Eye!: A Walk in the Air!

Sunshine in my Eye!: A Walk in the Air!: "A walk a day keeps the doctor away it is assumed as in an apple a day does the same but if the doc is too attractive what should one do?? or..."

A Walk in the Air!

A walk a day keeps the doctor away it is assumed as in an apple a day does the same but if the doc is too attractive what should one do?? or of all the worst scenarios if one is married to a doctor what should be the strategy both ways if he is wanted or unwanted lol!! Any how I try to keep a regular walk regimen..not that I am too keen a walker as once I used to be an active and eager beaver hiker in my hay days. I still try my umpteenth to do the same once in a blue moon..well that moon hardly turns blue nowadays, mostly it is white so in a way hiking comes once some months and walk it is then perforce...but friends let me share a few tricks to regularise your walk. First my key points are to keep a vigil around your self that is take occasional peeks sideways and backwards...yup got to keep two eyes at your back as well not to protect yourself silly from any muggers but to dip and duck for most of the times zig zgging moon walkers. yup Moon walkers it is!! Guys n gals its a fun to watch these trying to be really cool walkmen on the run. All of them have their own funny steps of creating a walkathon. Some Air walk.. just breeze you by as if in a dream of their own.While some thump and bump haughtily on the jogging lane as if they own the entire area especially female walkers are the funniest when they try to out do the men and in doing so they squirm and worm their butts out in a queer manner. Their arms flailing in the manner of lady boxers. lol yes I can bet I may even be a target for such bird..I mean walk watchers.. I esp lovee the colourful dress code on the track.the reds and yellows and chirpy , jaunty outfits that keep you mesmerised not to forget the equally appealing world of accessories bobbing you by.and smart caps and ear bobs and ankle trainers and wrist bands. so walking is not so boring afterall if one keeps a positive and exciting outlook and enjoys keen observation. In fact it opens your world to a whole new scene..on the track and at the same time trims you and improves your health. So dear readers next time you plan to start walking regularly try enjoying your walk. Look around you theres a lot to pull you through as motivating incentives and voila you will soon be Moon walking, jay walking, Air breezing , pony bobbing by the newest tortoise disgruntled  huff puffers. So take a Walk..you wont regret!

Sunshine in my Eye!: Life a...Labyrinth

Sunshine in my Eye!: Life a...Labyrinth: "Some times life seems like a labyrinth....a complicated enigma that wants to be unfolded..discovered, explored!! and we start perfectly well..."

Life a...Labyrinth

Some times life seems like a labyrinth....a complicated enigma that wants to be unfolded..discovered, explored!! and we start perfectly well when we are born by opening our eyes a little at first and then taking it all in like drinking it all inside.  Thisthirst to explore is an unending struggle to learn new things. A wonderful curiosity that leads us to open new doors and learn it all. Why then after we grow up that quest of learning stops and in its place we develop that horrendous hunger for greed.Instead of learning more we run after acquiring and hoarding materialistic and worldly things to satisfy our egos.It is only when we are close to our dying age that we understand the labyrinth or the meaning of this life created for us for a short while. By then our time is up and what remains behind is a battered and worn body and a house full of materialistic acquisitions that are either distributed or thrown out. Very few remain as long lost memories..I just wish we solve this labyrinth much earlier and find happiness in small things of life. Things dont bring happiness its the little things that give us that joy.. a smile, a child,a thank you, a hug..satisfaction of helping some one, being polite and kind at heart...there are so many little things to me others happy and in return make us happy and contended.Because in the end all that matters is self contentment and contentment should be inside our soul!!

Sunshine in my Eye!: Cricket Cricket every where!!

Sunshine in my Eye!: Cricket Cricket every where!!: "These days its the cricket season..world cup chantings all over the world. Children on the streets, men with radios attached to their ears....."

Cricket Cricket every where!!

These days its the cricket season..world cup chantings all over the world. Children on the streets, men with radios attached to their ears..people glued to telly tubes. Its maddening some times cause when one season finishes  another one starts in another part of the world. Whats with men with cricket and auto mobiles?? Got to give them credit for being so patient watching each and every match some times even old ones televised again have the same reaction upon their emotions as they did when it was live. Beats me as probably much to the disappointment of my dear hubby and my two boys and even my daughter I dont have that kind of enthusiasm and patience to watch each and every boring match till the end and discuss each move and every ball or catches they missed and why they did that and how it happened.
Well in my youth I did have a lot of interest to watch it on the ground..well actually the matches were only an excuse to watch our heroes. In our case Imran Khan was the main magnet for us college girls to buy tickets and have a picnic instead. I still have so many useless autographs stashed some where in my trunk that made no difference to us but just to be in the line used to be one hell of a fun pastime...I guess cricket was more fun to watch in those days. Cricketers were more focused and devoted in fact and there were no commercialism involved in it. Nowadays its all about the money.There will be very few such heroes left who one can look up to.
As I was saying whats with men and cricket and auto gears??? Give them a telly tube..lots of munchies and a Cricket match any old one will also do. In fact i guess it runs in the genes or rather its like a soother that used to be given to toddlers or remember when the play mates were made to sit together with their favourite cartoons ??? Seriously I feel exactly like those moms or baby sitters who can easily fool their hubbys with a list of any rerun sports matches, be it foot ball or cricket and lots of pop corn, chips and salsa or fries and leave themselves for a good dose of shopping and movie with their friends and be back on time to switch off the tube and serve dinner...lol!
same goes with auto flash mania.. you should see their eyes when they look at a car or a two wheeler or a jet or a boat cruiser..One can see that glint in their eyes.. a spark that gets ignited.. a flash of excitement. same is the case while watching these matches. I don't really watch cricket I watch these men with different funny expressions and glint in their eyes when the batsman hits a score or a moan when a fielder leaves a catch and a howling hooray or a jump on the sofa when their side wins or a grunt and childish anger to switch off television and start their exercise just to vent out anger if the side loses. So I guess cricket is every where and mind you my dear girls who are not too enthusiastic about this game never  ever play with their emotions while they are watching their favourite games..best would be to leave them on their own or join them with their cricket dramas and soapy operas. well I have learnt to do that seeing i was in the minority in my house...only I dont watch the cricket.. I enjoy watchin the drame at home while they are watching cricket ;)

Sunshine in my Eye!: Labled!

Sunshine in my Eye!: Labled!: "Come summer and our country goes berserk with the onset of latest branded lawn materials in the stores.This is one of the newest phenomenon ..."

Labled!

Come summer and our country goes berserk with the onset of latest branded lawn materials in the stores.This is one of the newest phenomenon that is fleecing the poor or more appropriately coined richer women lot who rush to the exhibitions thinking the day to be their last on earth. I also happened to visit one of such exhibtions and phew what a fiesty and fisty drama there was. ladies were properly armoured to win a battle to enter the stall arenas. I kept ducking in and out to get a teeny meeny glimpse of that priceless material but man it was not to happen for me. I could'nt even hold the revered texture that costed a fortune.Still luckily or unluckily those women were able to win the battles and get into the mainstream to stash a number of cotton and lawn materials onto their trolleys and head truimphantly towards the payment counter. I could only get the list of prices of a few sets and my oh my it surpassed even my highest limits. So much for dreaming of all those ethereal beauties on the telly and think I could look like them if I wore these labled lawns.
Anyways I did'nt lose heart or determination and decided to visit yet another promised lawn lable to turn me into another genre of prettiest princess as shown on the cover of a fashion mag. I huffed and puffed to catch hold of those coveted materials but was pushed back womanhandled till I lost all my patience. So, I bull dived in the arena and got out of the vicious circle with a handful of lawn in my arms and ran to the counter to pay and show all my friends that finally I also was one of the labled brigade. The price punched in and I was handed the receipt. I truimphantly took my stuff and opened my bag to do my payment and looked at the  receipt and..was taken miles aback..my heart nose dived and lost all breath..this meagre, measly , informal piece of cloth demanded a hefty amount that I thought could have easily bought me a formal dress that could have lasted more than one season but well I was labled..I bought that branded good for nothing for just a few months for me material just because every one else was buying it and headed home to call every one I knew that I was also finally going to be one of the labled lot.Ha..things we do to please others..we in turn get either hoodwinked or LABLED! lol!

Sunshine in my Eye!: An Enigma to unravel!

Sunshine in my Eye!: An Enigma to unravel!: "Sundays are the most complicated days in our life rosters. One wants to sleep the entire day or rather plans the whole week to do so but the..."

An Enigma to unravel!

Sundays are the most complicated days in our life rosters. One wants to sleep the entire day or rather plans the whole week to do so but the day it arrives one is up at 6 am in the morning wanting to go for a fresh morning walk which in normal cases one would hate to do and plead not to be wakened.Whine and protest..growl and threaten the one who is performing the hated duty to wake you instead of sleeping himself of dire consequences. In my case Tit for tat. wake him at 5 in the morning and jump back to sleep Ha! so much for being dutiful listening to all I ask for. Why can'nt people do other nicer stuff like buy nice jewels every other month for me or bring flowers every day or take me out every other day to the most expensive places or let me eat when i crave for the oddest things at the oddest hours of the night...well they only do what they feel like doing like wake me up on a week day and think all chores will be done..break fast,  taking care of school kids which thankfully we have none any more, pets food,menu decisions to be directed to the kids, house cleaning by the lady and the cleaner sooo...is that why i need to be up so early all week days. I need to have a break on a sunday.its cleaning mans off day, no house lady with umpteenth juicy stories. no kids to wake up..no office, no early break fast, not my day to feed pets so whyyy do I wake up on my own at 6 am with no help from my darling hubby mind you and there I am coaxing him, cajoling  and pleading him to go for an early morning stroll by the lake and he...in my fashion squirms and squeals and groans and threatens to do the same to me on a week day...Aha! now i get it its a chain reaction that goes on and on.
Any ways a Sunday is an Enigma to unravel in my case. I feel like exploring it thoroughly, fully till it finishes till the end..till its last hour. Enjoy every min of it. Walk, come back have a hearty breakfast from a diner or cook one adding all the most interesting recipes and ingredients to it, take a short nap after that heavy meal. jump up again lest it finishes, go to sunday markets..explore the beaches read the classified ads, call each and every one even the pet stores may be even visit those stores buy nothing, have nice tea someplace quaint and quiet and then return home after a tete a tete with some friends at a hangout or a quiet coffee at their house..wearily head home not quite satisfied that we made the most of a Sunday. Still more mysteries to unravel the next sunday. Explore the enigma of a Sunday but till we do that there's an entire week to pass by. Boring and unending week to dread. Well my Sunday has just started and I am on my way to explore the Sunday market tresure. Wanna come along???? I can offer you a cup of nicest coffee on our way back..well enjoy..go on unravel this enigma and explore the pleasures of a SUNDAY.

Enigma - Age of Loneliness

Sunshine in my Eye!: Sand in my Shoes!

Sunshine in my Eye!: Sand in my Shoes!: "I am home..my sweet home ..where exists my kingdom. I feel loved, cocooned and secure but why does it feel so empty suddenly?? is it the fee..."

Sand in my Shoes!

I am home..my sweet home ..where exists my kingdom. I feel loved, cocooned and secure but why does it feel so empty suddenly?? is it the feeling of that empty nest that shines with strands of gold and threads of silver but longs of chirping tweets and whispering murmurs and giggles and laughter in the corridors. the hugs of assuring love are no more there. Is this how life completes its circle and moves ahead to complete yet another circle of love. it started with mine with a band of love and vows of eternal faith and now that last circle has been broken with the demise of my mom my own circle finishes that journey and creates two more life journeys. Complicated..is'nt it? this life!
I feel as I have sand in my shoes...as if I have left behind some thing and long for it again.is it my heart? my life or my love?? Its an unending enigma that i have to unravel with time. Only time is the healer..sand will keep pinching me in my shoes but the oceans will grow older and bigger. I will live at the end of one ocean and my life will be longing to reach the other oceans.Sad?? no I am certainly not sad only empty..I need waves to move my life ahead. I have to dive into these waves and swim out of each transition of life. Till these waves engulf me completely and I become a part of them..like that message in a bottle that keeps bobbing and reaches only those who long for that message. Circles will keep completing and life will keep moving on!

Sunshine in my Eye!: No Regrets!

Sunshine in my Eye!: No Regrets!: "Hi there, long time no write ups heh??? well i have been really busy with a wedding and that too a v imp one in my life ..my son's. Any ways..."

No Regrets!

Hi there, long time no write ups heh???
well i have been really busy with a wedding and that too a v imp one in my life ..my son's. Any ways as it is it was one hullabaloo, lots of fun and frolic..preparations for the gifts and dances and events.Phew am I poofed out. no breath left. had the most fun myself despite the emotional and financial drain out. No regrets!
Life is short, sweet and there s no room for regrets ..enjoy all the moments..savour each morsel..drink in all the beauty in this world as if its your last hour. Only then one can realize its worth. The blessings we have been bestowed with.I may be the mid aged moma of a proud clan but i feel i have a life of my own as well. A rel living full of life vivacious personality. I can shout, sing aloud and dance till I drop.And why not thats the secret of my eternal youth and beauty. I advice the same to every one the same.No regrets.. no jealousies, no worries. Dwell in a positive aura and exude this light around you. Its contagious you know. Makes you and the people around you feel elated.
I guess one must learn to accep ones faults and others as well and move on if bad times strike. Regretting only makes it worse.I love life..its blessings..its cultures and people. Theres so much to live for. die for, yearn for. So, why regret when life has been so kind in so many ways. if not financially in kind or family or love. Think what others dont have and you have. The love of family the appreciation of friends, the satisfaction ofjob, beauty of life around you, the colours and fragrances and smiles..all so overwhelmingly important in our life. all we need is a little positive approach to life..a friendly demeanor and a lot to thank for to our creator.
Life is good..No Regrets!! thanks to Robbie williams philosopy I Feel life and revel in its beauty!!