Tuesday, March 22, 2011
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!!
Saturday, March 5, 2011
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 ;)
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 ;)
Tuesday, March 1, 2011
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!
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!
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