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!
Saturday, February 26, 2011
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.
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.
Friday, February 25, 2011
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!
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!
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
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!!
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!!
Tuesday, December 14, 2010
Dose of love!
hey everyone! how you doing??
I on the other hand have fallen sick..down with flu and fever and cough and man do I become grumpy when I am sick. I create such a hullabulloo in the house.. every one and that means every one is running about to get me a glass of milk, hot tea, fruit, you name it I have these strange cravings for oddest things at oddest hours just like when I was full term..eating and gobbling away merrily on my throne and all my subjects feeding me religiously. God that was the funniest part, I would eat and eat and still not grow big much to every ones dissapointment and the docs would scold them that they were'nt feeding me much so face the consequences but thakfully the outcomes were pretty longg..I mean big to my horror. I was all google eyed and thought to myself where did I produce these when I didnt even look it lol! well ppl now I eat n eat and man it shows. Not that i have put on too much thanks to my hubby dear who drags me to the track every day despite my umpteenth number of excuses. I have a little pouch left to shed..but since last two days that i am down I dont think it will go away that soon as I will be stuffing my self with all the oddest crunch and every one will be feeding my leonine ego with more pampering. Actually I need it as in like occasional dose of encouragement to make me move on .
I have these tortoise shell moments my cusp with crab that makes me go under if i dont get that pampering dose. My family has thanfully understood that need or have been forced to comply with my leonine tempers so they keep injecting me with lot of love and compassion and you are beautiful and I love you only kinda doses and I keep happy all lapped up like a well fed cat..purring and giggling and in return i shower them with my oddest cuisine combos and I just made up the recipe type delicacies and that makes them happy n fed.
well however today is my grumpy day..need lot of soups and liquids and love to roll me on..till another day maybe tom you all take care and yes tell your partners to feed you with a good hearty dose of love<3
I on the other hand have fallen sick..down with flu and fever and cough and man do I become grumpy when I am sick. I create such a hullabulloo in the house.. every one and that means every one is running about to get me a glass of milk, hot tea, fruit, you name it I have these strange cravings for oddest things at oddest hours just like when I was full term..eating and gobbling away merrily on my throne and all my subjects feeding me religiously. God that was the funniest part, I would eat and eat and still not grow big much to every ones dissapointment and the docs would scold them that they were'nt feeding me much so face the consequences but thakfully the outcomes were pretty longg..I mean big to my horror. I was all google eyed and thought to myself where did I produce these when I didnt even look it lol! well ppl now I eat n eat and man it shows. Not that i have put on too much thanks to my hubby dear who drags me to the track every day despite my umpteenth number of excuses. I have a little pouch left to shed..but since last two days that i am down I dont think it will go away that soon as I will be stuffing my self with all the oddest crunch and every one will be feeding my leonine ego with more pampering. Actually I need it as in like occasional dose of encouragement to make me move on .
I have these tortoise shell moments my cusp with crab that makes me go under if i dont get that pampering dose. My family has thanfully understood that need or have been forced to comply with my leonine tempers so they keep injecting me with lot of love and compassion and you are beautiful and I love you only kinda doses and I keep happy all lapped up like a well fed cat..purring and giggling and in return i shower them with my oddest cuisine combos and I just made up the recipe type delicacies and that makes them happy n fed.
well however today is my grumpy day..need lot of soups and liquids and love to roll me on..till another day maybe tom you all take care and yes tell your partners to feed you with a good hearty dose of love<3
Monday, December 13, 2010
Sunshine in my Eye!: Imprints upon my Mind!!
Sunshine in my Eye!: Imprints upon my Mind!!: "Hi! been away for a while..although I would ve loved to go globe trotting like I usually do in winters...last winter I had the chance to go ..."
Imprints upon my Mind!!
Hi! been away for a while..although I would ve loved to go globe trotting like I usually do in winters...last winter I had the chance to go to Sri Lanka and spend a good about two weeks in the sun, not that we dont have sun here . we have too much of it:) anyways the greenery the beaches the atmosphere and serenity really made my holiday worthwhile.I especially loved the coral beach stay in Hikkadua. Must go there if you get the chance. worth your money and a beautiful holiday. kandy had its own beauty. the greenery was breath taking. it was lush thick and had a unique fragrance. Of all the countries of the world that I have visited so far this country had its own character. Mind you Iam not saying it because I have not been to too many places. Believe me, I am a globe trotter in the real sense. I hate to shop and drop but i love to inhale it all in. The architecture, the character, the way of living, people and their lives. thats my hobby. I am an observer. A painter that paints it all inside their minds and relives in their memories. One more country that I really liked was Prague. The fairy tale character that it exuded was mesmerising. I felt like a princess roaming in their paved streets and old castles. Vienna was colourful.Full of life and vigour and aesthetically appealing. It offered so much for the tourist to see and savour its gourmet. Mmmm..I can still smell the aroma of its coffee in my morning strolls. There was music in the air. The entire city was pervaded with a sense of art and music. one got that over whelming feeling of being a part of that excitement and drama.
Although I loved South of Spain also ..the Mallaga and its neighbouring areas were so beautiful. I just fell in love with the orange groves on the slopes and white pristine villas some what similar to the white architecture in Jordon but mallaga was a touristy place. Calm and serene in winters..teeming with life in summers.the dances and their unique singing tempted me to stand up with them and dance.
However the best part of my longer stays are full of memories in australia and china. Australia was a different experience that cannot be matched with any of my visits to USA or england. its a outback country with a different feel to it. one gets hooked to it in no time. Probably my outdoorsy nature had some thing to do with it. I had so much FUN in real meaning over there. The kangaroos on the road sides, sanctuaries and even the city of darwin and Broome Island and christmas island are the most unique experiences of my life that i ve imprinted on my mind.
China was again another lesson in life. I learnt so much frome there, from its people who are so humble and friendly and so satisfied with whatever they have. Not like us who are always in quest to fill up or homes with artificial things and playing in the hands of fulfilling our false standards. their well kept history amazed me to no end and their castles and museums and art and craft was too overwhelming.
Well.. I can talk on and on abt my travelothons for ages. I guess I would love to share them with you again another time..another experience of yet another city imprinted on my mind. Till then, tc!
Although I loved South of Spain also ..the Mallaga and its neighbouring areas were so beautiful. I just fell in love with the orange groves on the slopes and white pristine villas some what similar to the white architecture in Jordon but mallaga was a touristy place. Calm and serene in winters..teeming with life in summers.the dances and their unique singing tempted me to stand up with them and dance.
However the best part of my longer stays are full of memories in australia and china. Australia was a different experience that cannot be matched with any of my visits to USA or england. its a outback country with a different feel to it. one gets hooked to it in no time. Probably my outdoorsy nature had some thing to do with it. I had so much FUN in real meaning over there. The kangaroos on the road sides, sanctuaries and even the city of darwin and Broome Island and christmas island are the most unique experiences of my life that i ve imprinted on my mind.
China was again another lesson in life. I learnt so much frome there, from its people who are so humble and friendly and so satisfied with whatever they have. Not like us who are always in quest to fill up or homes with artificial things and playing in the hands of fulfilling our false standards. their well kept history amazed me to no end and their castles and museums and art and craft was too overwhelming.
Well.. I can talk on and on abt my travelothons for ages. I guess I would love to share them with you again another time..another experience of yet another city imprinted on my mind. Till then, tc!
Sunday, November 28, 2010
Sunshine in my Eye!: Barbie Doll Masquerade!!
Sunshine in my Eye!: Barbie Doll Masquerade!!: "You know as winter slowly creeps up on our part of the world the party season warms up..weddings, mehndis and dance bashes are heating up th..."
Barbie Doll Masquerade!!
You know as winter slowly creeps up on our part of the world the party season warms up..weddings, mehndis and dance bashes are heating up the floors. I seem to gloat in all the excitement and drama. The clothes and the glam looks, sultry do ups and bling bling..I just wuv it man!! I just wish I was in this dream world all the time. I guess every one has a penchant for a certain type of thing or interest..for me its the glam world! I just can't seem to come out of it. Period! Its all about dress up and barbie doll looks.No one may believe me if they see me now that I was once a Tom girl.. a total adventure type..always ready to climb roofs , trees, pipes..lol, hike and bike, team leader with dozens of boys as my subordinates towing my line wherever I went or took them..the bossy kind who would completely control the mechanics of our pink Panther club. Plan matches and outplay the boys in cricket and lawn tenniss. I was a hard task master dressed in my signature side cap and cowboy shoes and torn jeans.. the cow boy girl with style. Till...I met this boy who treated me like shit..ofcourse why would'nt he when I was all dressed up and geared up to lead men not lead them on;) so well it was when we all climbed up upon one ofthe tallest trees in our neighbourhood as a challenge again that I realized that no one helped me down..lol or extend their help as they do to a lady I was like any other Pal, mate and they told me ,well he told me specifically well mate you can do it on your own!!
That was it..the nail in the coffin..the last time I let any man repeat those words to me;)
Since then I am the barbie doll..I may know the tricks ..drive rash or outplay all but i will never let these men know that. Femme fatale is the key to get all the attention..we women have that power to do that. Excersize both the options whenever required or needed..so..where was I ahhh yes the party season is on and I just lovvee the vivre..the tingle of that excitement to don new dresses and new shoes and run like Cindrella to a ball just to show off my new attire andnew looks..
Time is running out and till this barbie can hold up the masquerade she will..other wise bow out gracefully !At least the glass slipper will be left behind to look for a lady who had it all:)
That was it..the nail in the coffin..the last time I let any man repeat those words to me;)
Since then I am the barbie doll..I may know the tricks ..drive rash or outplay all but i will never let these men know that. Femme fatale is the key to get all the attention..we women have that power to do that. Excersize both the options whenever required or needed..so..where was I ahhh yes the party season is on and I just lovvee the vivre..the tingle of that excitement to don new dresses and new shoes and run like Cindrella to a ball just to show off my new attire andnew looks..
Time is running out and till this barbie can hold up the masquerade she will..other wise bow out gracefully !At least the glass slipper will be left behind to look for a lady who had it all:)
Tuesday, November 9, 2010
Sunshine in my Eye!: Rewind Replay!! Yesterday Once More :)
Sunshine in my Eye!: Rewind Replay!! Yesterday Once More :): "I dont know how many of you of my age or may be younger are old songs die hards and have a liking for Carpenters but man I was a complete r..."
Rewind Replay!! Yesterday Once More :)
I dont know how many of you of my age or may be younger are old songs die hards and have a liking for Carpenters but man I was a complete romantic in my sweet sixteen years. the song, ' Yesterday Once More' by carpenters was one of my favourites and I would sing it all day long just as the lyrics croon...i would memorize each word...those old melodies, they sound so good to me, as they melt the years away!!
But they are back again ..just like a long lost friend..allthe songs i loved so well..
Life is like that..all the years gone by in a jiffy..are no more there to console us. We just memorize each memory etched in our brains forever and replay it time and again to refresh our souls..those good old times!!
You know while going through the old cds it reminded me of our young days when we all used to huddle around the comfy old heaters in the winters and our dads would treat us with those v old movies of our child hood..some even black and white ones..ahem dont think I'm that old ..just a bit matured as I mentioned in my earlier post.and those were some treats..those projector spools that were watched on the big screens at homes.ancient ones for you i guess..anyways we would sit and laugh at our moms and dads in their funny garbs and funnier goggles and funniest hairdos..my God that was the most hillarious pastime for all of us who thought were the most IN crowd..he!he!
Come to think of it there was that time when we rebuked our oldie goldie parents and made fun of them and today when we sat and watched OUR old replays was this same response..the same giggles about our 80s greased out looks and puffed up curls a la olivia Newton John.Lol! and I copied Olivia to the hilt..the same hair..the same eyes and plastered tight pants and tees..woah! 80's was not all that old my dearies..it was some times the cool macho men with side burns and spunky hairdos ..hot iwould term it. we all boogied to the sound of Bee Jees and ABBA and Boney M..
well they are no more there the good old golden years but the memories flash back the same feeling and bring a spark back again to tap our toes to the same old beats and wiggle our slightly older bones on the floor and boogey woogey the night away.
well.. cannot remain the same dancing queen of yesteryears ..got to give way to youth and enjoy their antics on the hip hop floor now..not that I cannot be a part of their hip hop scene( wink) but bow out gracefully is the name of the game..life moves on to newer pastures and onlookers remain standing on the side walks..wish I could rewind it once more and relive the part again :)
But they are back again ..just like a long lost friend..allthe songs i loved so well..
Life is like that..all the years gone by in a jiffy..are no more there to console us. We just memorize each memory etched in our brains forever and replay it time and again to refresh our souls..those good old times!!
You know while going through the old cds it reminded me of our young days when we all used to huddle around the comfy old heaters in the winters and our dads would treat us with those v old movies of our child hood..some even black and white ones..ahem dont think I'm that old ..just a bit matured as I mentioned in my earlier post.and those were some treats..those projector spools that were watched on the big screens at homes.ancient ones for you i guess..anyways we would sit and laugh at our moms and dads in their funny garbs and funnier goggles and funniest hairdos..my God that was the most hillarious pastime for all of us who thought were the most IN crowd..he!he!
Come to think of it there was that time when we rebuked our oldie goldie parents and made fun of them and today when we sat and watched OUR old replays was this same response..the same giggles about our 80s greased out looks and puffed up curls a la olivia Newton John.Lol! and I copied Olivia to the hilt..the same hair..the same eyes and plastered tight pants and tees..woah! 80's was not all that old my dearies..it was some times the cool macho men with side burns and spunky hairdos ..hot iwould term it. we all boogied to the sound of Bee Jees and ABBA and Boney M..
well they are no more there the good old golden years but the memories flash back the same feeling and bring a spark back again to tap our toes to the same old beats and wiggle our slightly older bones on the floor and boogey woogey the night away.
well.. cannot remain the same dancing queen of yesteryears ..got to give way to youth and enjoy their antics on the hip hop floor now..not that I cannot be a part of their hip hop scene( wink) but bow out gracefully is the name of the game..life moves on to newer pastures and onlookers remain standing on the side walks..wish I could rewind it once more and relive the part again :)
Sunday, November 7, 2010
Sunshine in my Eye!: Paintaholic!! Picasso in hiding!
Sunshine in my Eye!: Paintaholic!! Picasso in hiding!: "You know its been a while and when I say awhile that really extends the length like the furthest end of the chewing gum...that I have taken ..."
Paintaholic!! Picasso in hiding!
You know its been a while and when I say awhile that really extends the length like the furthest end of the chewing gum...that I have taken up the brush again. I was quite young..well I dont call myself old any more just a little more mature. For a looonnngest time i was sweetest 16 for my kids till they found out from their friends when they were 10 that 16 was too little for a mom to be and so one day they came back all angry and vehement to tell them the truth and I had to unfortunately apprise them so I did and from 16 I became 18...and thats how the snail speed of my age graph has moved on.
But you know I feel age is just a number its us within..our soul age that matters..and I dont think I have grown up thaaat much, so the term matured a bit more fits me just perfect!
Well where was I?? oh yea I started with paints and brushes..yeah so well I was seriously painting when I was a young girl with no little wiggle naughty bambinos. That was the calmest time in my life till these cuddly bubblys invaded my life and woah a whirlwind started. Round n round we flew in it for years..the best times i would call them. Y ou have no idea how I abhorred the name of kids before I got hitched...but when they came my perception changed. I was a kid again..I played with them, jumped with them , climbed roofs and trees and mountains and did every thing that can be called being naughty much to the horror of my hubby dear who couldnt imagine a lady or rather a mommy dear behaving the same as the kiddies ...but after a while poor daddy got used to this arrangement and adopted the mommy as the older baby of the house. oh and so where was I ..oh yes the paints and brushes..well for a long time I tried picking up brushes and I had stints in which i did manage to paint a serie or two but its only now that I have found ample time to devote to this hobby again.
I have this passion to get up every morning and sit in my studio thinking of what to paint. Most would think of what to cook but that I think about before I sleep at night and order early so that no one disturbs me in my trance. You have to see me in my trance, its like meditating..doing yoga rather. I sit calmly upon my poofs all curled up like a coiled hermit minnie mouse , a brush in my teeth.. a book in my hands and a canvass laid like a book infront of me. Music in the background is my inspirer that turns me on and I start as it gets to me!!! literally it comes like pouring rain..the inspirations I mean. and the artist in me stirs up and wriggles out and starts off to paint. By the time it stops the clock has moved on couple of hours and the cds have been changed and I look like michealangelo all smeared with blobs of red and yellow and blue..my favourite colour pallette. shows in most of my paintings.
wearily I descend but with a winning smirk on my face..completion of a mission done..a piece of art created from my factory. Although none of these can be termed as super duper art creations but to me its like achieving a long lost love..can'nt get enough of it. My hubby is perplexed where to hang all these different types of mood manias. he says I have become a paintaholic..facebookholic and writoholic all three dangerous signs of going manic..so save the world before I do that I feel I have to give the world my creations..lol that the world may dig out one day and say wow there was a Picasso in hiding..he!he! well at least thats the sunshine I crave for!
But you know I feel age is just a number its us within..our soul age that matters..and I dont think I have grown up thaaat much, so the term matured a bit more fits me just perfect!
Well where was I?? oh yea I started with paints and brushes..yeah so well I was seriously painting when I was a young girl with no little wiggle naughty bambinos. That was the calmest time in my life till these cuddly bubblys invaded my life and woah a whirlwind started. Round n round we flew in it for years..the best times i would call them. Y ou have no idea how I abhorred the name of kids before I got hitched...but when they came my perception changed. I was a kid again..I played with them, jumped with them , climbed roofs and trees and mountains and did every thing that can be called being naughty much to the horror of my hubby dear who couldnt imagine a lady or rather a mommy dear behaving the same as the kiddies ...but after a while poor daddy got used to this arrangement and adopted the mommy as the older baby of the house. oh and so where was I ..oh yes the paints and brushes..well for a long time I tried picking up brushes and I had stints in which i did manage to paint a serie or two but its only now that I have found ample time to devote to this hobby again.
I have this passion to get up every morning and sit in my studio thinking of what to paint. Most would think of what to cook but that I think about before I sleep at night and order early so that no one disturbs me in my trance. You have to see me in my trance, its like meditating..doing yoga rather. I sit calmly upon my poofs all curled up like a coiled hermit minnie mouse , a brush in my teeth.. a book in my hands and a canvass laid like a book infront of me. Music in the background is my inspirer that turns me on and I start as it gets to me!!! literally it comes like pouring rain..the inspirations I mean. and the artist in me stirs up and wriggles out and starts off to paint. By the time it stops the clock has moved on couple of hours and the cds have been changed and I look like michealangelo all smeared with blobs of red and yellow and blue..my favourite colour pallette. shows in most of my paintings.
wearily I descend but with a winning smirk on my face..completion of a mission done..a piece of art created from my factory. Although none of these can be termed as super duper art creations but to me its like achieving a long lost love..can'nt get enough of it. My hubby is perplexed where to hang all these different types of mood manias. he says I have become a paintaholic..facebookholic and writoholic all three dangerous signs of going manic..so save the world before I do that I feel I have to give the world my creations..lol that the world may dig out one day and say wow there was a Picasso in hiding..he!he! well at least thats the sunshine I crave for!
Saturday, November 6, 2010
Sunshine in my Eye!: Yesterday was the one of the saddest days in my li...
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Sunshine in my Eye!: Rainbow at the end of the road!
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Sunshine in my Eye!: My Brady Bunch Family!
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