Chai!

Kabhi kisi ko samajhne me puri zindagi kamm pad jati hai. 

Aur kabhi kisi k sath Ek cup chai me he, 

saare janam samet jate hai 

-Sonia 

Paper Curtains!

What is your take on lie?

Recently I got this question while scrolling down through my FB feed. It was asked by my bestest blog friend Izdiher. When I read this question I suddenly recalled my past experiences and the way how I had a deal with such situations.

So what is your take on lie? Especially when liars give explanation about something which you already know. This was her exact question.

I have decided to answer it here with the scenario when someone close to us lie unaware of the fact that we already knows the truth. To me, a lie is a overrated word. When we realize our close one is lying with us, our brain shuts down and just starts to judge the other person. We lose the control over our-self to understand his intentions of telling that lie.

When a person is lying to us he is either scared of hurting the other persons emotions or he is afraid of the drama that the other person is going to create which is far more to handle than a lie. Before we become angry on our loved ones for lying, it is must that we need to introspect by asking one simple question to our inner self. Did we give so much freedom to that person that he can trust and tell us the truth?

If not then we do not deserve to know each and every truth from the other person. This is the time when we need to start working on ourselves to be more better and accepting rather than being angry and making the other person feel guilty.

So readers... What is your take on lies? Do leave your response in the comments below.

Some Lyrics Says It All...

If silence is beautiful, words are powerful. It is the power of words, by which listening to an old song sometimes evokes so many untouched emotions in you. The emotions which were buried deep under the piles of all the debris in your heart. The poor emotions which could not surface above, no matter how much they tried to. But, just one old song is capable of bringing back all the old memories associated with it like a hurricane and churn you inside out, leaving you shattered for a long after its gone. All we can do is collect the broken pieces once again and try to bind them together and make sense of it, even though it made no sense then, nor today.

One of my most unforgettable memories related to a song is from the last days in my Engineering hostel. The memory which is deeply carved in my heart. One evening I and my best friend Surabhi were lying on her bed together and listening to the random songs on her cell phone. One earphone was in my ear and she was using the other. Then the song began playing which we loved the most. It was the song Kahi Toh Hogi Woh from the movie Jaane Tu Ya Jaane Na. Initially, we were enjoying the song and its soulful lyrics but as the song proceeded we both slowly became quite. Completely quite. So quite that in a few moments, the tears began welling up in our eyes and soon after we begun weeping like babies, hugging each other. No words were required in that moment to convey each other the reason for us to weep. The pain of separation which we were avoiding to accept was approaching soon. It was the magic of the song, that made a way to our pain to surface out, which we were avoiding.

The song whose every word was meant for us and our state of mind at that moment. From then, even after so many years have passed, this song has remained close to my heart. And I am sure it is equally important to my friend Surabhi as well.

And here it goes...

Life Through A Bamboo Plant's Eyes...

I was born once again on that day. It was a day of a new life for me. My happiness knew no bound when, finally a lovely lady adopted me, from that dull boring gift shop. I was a little Bamboo Plant then and was happy anticipating my life full of care and love from this lady. On reaching my new home, to my surprise, she handed me over to a man and said, "Hey Sweetheart, since you love plants, I have brought this gift for you". He took me in his hands and began examining me closely, touching the tender leaves of mine with his bare hands. I hesitated. I was scared that he might hurt the delicate stems of mine with his harsh manly hands. He placed me in a plastic container with some water in it and kept me on a window pane. 

With open arms, I began enjoying the fresh air that gave me a feeling of independence. The mild sunlight kept me warm and cozy. This was everything I had wished for, while I was at that lifeless gift shop. My life changed in just one day and that too in a beautiful way. He kept visiting me every alternate day and served me new fresh water. Now, I was no more scared of him. He also sprayed some water on me, that gave me the tickling sensation and I felt so much loved. His care and attention made me feel on the top of the world and I grew like never before. The new leaves begun sprouting out of me. I was on the cloud nine.

In between all these good things, there was something crawling continuously behind my mind. The lady who had brought me to this home, not even once looked at me, after that first day. I saw her often here and there, but forget about touching me, she dint even gave a mere glance at me. Every time she passed by the window, I would eagerly look forward to her little attention. But, that day never came. My heart ached. I longed for her to touch me at least once that would make me feel complete. After all, there were only two people in my entire world.

I had overheard them discussing about me once. 

He had said, "Have you looked at our Bamboo plant? It's growing up."

She replied disinterestedly, "Oh! Is it?"

"Why don't you ever water it?," He questioned. 

She said, "Everything in this home, which is green in color belongs to you honey". Breaking my heart into hundred pieces, she had revealed on that day, that she doesn't like plants.

Days passed into weeks and weeks into months. Everything was normal in my life until that fateful day. He was going out of town for a few days. Before going he had filled my bowl with lots of water. It was unusual. I was never been filled with so much of water before. While leaving, he casually informed her to water me. I don't know if her mind had registered what he had said. First two days passed and I was already missing him. I had thought at least his absence would bring her a bit closer to me. But, I was wrong. I remained as an unwanted lifeless thing in her life.

Four days passed and the summer heat ruthlessly began depleting the water from my bowl. I was worried. After a few more days there was no water left. Not even a drop. I was thirsty. The hot sun made it even more miserable. I wanted to scream and call her out for help. I was dying. She remained ignorant of my plight. Not that it was her mistake. It was just that I never came into her mind. Two more days passed and my green leaves began to dry. Few of them turned into brown and I became weaker. I thought I would spend my last days recalling the good times of my life. I closed my eyes and smiled reliving the days, from the first day when I was brought to this home and ever since showered with so much love from him. I missed him. 

Due to the lack of water content in me, I had become very weak and weightless. The breeze was shaking me and I couldn't hold myself for long. I fell down from the window pane on the floor, with the thud noise, along with the plastic container that was holding me. Listening to the noise, she came running and saw me fallen on the floor. She picked me up in a panic state and for the first time ever I saw the compassion in her eyes for me. She placed me back on the window pane and ran inside only to return back with a mug of water. She not only served me the water that day but she also spoke to me. She touched me with her soft hands and said, "I am so sorry dear". She sprayed me with lots of water and I drank till my hearts content. 

From that day onwards, something changed. I cannot remember a single day since then, when she did not come and checked me out. She began loving me. It did take a few days for me to recover, but it was all worth it. The happy news is that, I heard that even He will be back to home tomorrow. The more new green leaves have started emerging out of me. To my surprise now there is another little Bamboo plant sitting next to me. I have got a new companion. But, no doubt, they love me more. I have got a complete family now.

A Dairy of a Girl...

{---FICTION---}

I had suppressed all of it in my heart for so long. But, for how long could I? If only it was that easy. Today morning I woke up to the unending stack of wishes in the WhatsApp group. No, these wishes were not for me. They were for my friend, Amrita. It was her First Wedding anniversary today. It did hit me hard and pushed me into the cyclone of the memories, churning me upside down, right and left. I had avoided thinking of this day since a long time. I had locked this part of my heart and threw away the keys. But, today it was like someone gained the entry into it, by breaking the walls of my heart, just to scratch this wounded part, so that I could relive that pain all over again. All I could do was helplessly let the silent tears flow down my eyes and do nothing to stop them.

So, its been one year today. One year isn't a long time. Or is it? I remember even now very clearly, how we both had boarded that train to attend Amrita's wedding on this day, an year back. It was that day we both came so close to each other. When I think of that time, even today the smile spreads across my face, only to leave my eyes wet later. I wonder how these beautiful memories turned into a sour one in such a short time. We came so close to each other on this day an year back, and today after one year we are no more than a strangers. I have deleted his mobile number and also he no more exists in my Facebook friend list today. In just one year he has turned from a stranger to someone extremely close and from that close one to the stranger again. One year isn't a long time. Or is it?

When I try to reflect this change in him, I wonder what was it that changed him so much. No. I was not ready then, nor I am ready now. Though I choose to be strong enough today, only I know how that 3 hours train journey and the events that followed later on this day an year back, has taken my life into the dark tunnel of never ending turmoil of emotions. I only wish he could understand. All I can do is to think of him and his memories and Sigh!

A Fall...

I fell for you, being sure that you will catch me.

But, you were so busy looking somewhere else;

I fell so hard that I broke into thousand pieces.  

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