Santa Claus Gifts...

Just yesterday the entire world celebrated Christmas. By now Santa Claus must have finished distributing his gifts to everyone. So what did Santa uncle gift you friends? 

Hmmm.. Let me tell you about his gifts for me :-)

Today morning as usual I was walking to my office after the bus droped me at the bus stand. After walking for a while my eyes all of a sudden got stuck on the little colourful  dolls which a old lady has kept on a table nearby her. It was the first time this old lady was sitting there as I had never seen these dolls on my way to office earlier. I kept walking and went few steps ahead but I realized that those little dolls were still on my mind. They were not ready to leave my mind and have grabbed all my attention just in 1 look. It was not possible for me to keep walking ignoring them. I turned back and went to that old lady sitting there and asked her,'Are they for sale?'. She replied,'Yes!'. (I immediately felt how stupid I was to ask this question. What else a old lady will do sitting besides a table full of dolls at morning).

Out of those so many colorful dolls I selected this one.  "A LITTLE ANGEL". I don't know the reason but I am very much fantasized about angels. I have a wish that some day I meet an angel in reality. :) But, till than I am happy with this one.

The second piece I selected is " A SWEET COUPLE" sitting holding each others hands. May be I picked it up thinking that its me and my Mr.Right. *Wink*.

These cute colorful dolls made my entire day beautiful. I am sure that while getting back home I will not find that old lady sitting there with the dolls. May be Santa has sent his gifts to me in this way. :-D

So readers, what do you say? Did you like them? :-D

First image of Christmas decoration from Goggle and other two images clicked by my cell.

Arrival of A Little Fairy...

I was completely busy working at my office and heard my cell phone ringing. It was my Mom's call and I received it thinking why is she calling me at unexpected time.

ME: Hello.
MUMMY: What are you doing?
ME: Working Mummy. What Happened?
MUMMY: Get back home early today evening as we are going to attend some function.
ME: Function? What function and where?
MUMMY: Its your tailor aunties grand daughter babies Naming Ceremony.
ME: Whattt????? And you expect me to attend it huh? No ways.. Just forget it..
MUMMY: What is the problem if you come along with me? I don't want to go alone.
ME: But what should I do there. U go Mummy. I am not coming.
(I see my boss entering my cabin)
Mummy: I don't know anything. You are coming. That's it.
Me: (In the hurry to cut the call seeing my boss)
       Okay! Bye.

I forgot about this conversation and left office at the usual time. Totally strained because of work and travelling reached home to see Mom getting ready for the function.

ME: Oh! noo..
MUMMY: Come. Get freshen up and get ready soon. Lets go.
ME: Oh please Mummy I am damn tired. I can't.

MUMMY: You told me you will come along with me this morning when I called you. But now when I got ready you are saying you wont be coming huh? (with full emotional atyachaar).

ME: Okay! Okay! Now stop it. Let's go. At least gimme a cup of tea.
MUMMY: Lets have it there itself.
ME: :-( :-( :-(  (got ready).

We reached the place and I was shocked to see there was not even a single guest there. The main door was wide open, so I peeped in but could not see anyone. I knocked the door and then tailor aunty came out and welcomed us inside and said that the function was over this morning itself and she was waiting for us but got disappointed thinking we wont come. Mummy explained her that we would have come but due to our office it was not possible. She called us inside and rolled a mat on the floor and asked us to sit down.

As I settled down she brought a little fairy who was covered in light pink cloth and kept her on my lap. And OMG that moment was just awesomazingly awesome when I saw a 3 months old little fairy moving her tiny hand and legs on my lap.

Her sweet pink lips, her tiny fingers, her tender skin, her chubby cheeks, her innocent eyes made all my stress to disappear with in a fraction of second.

I asked tailor aunty, " So what have you named her as"?

She replied, "SONALIKA".

I said to this fairy, Hey Sonalika you are cho cute and her tiny pink lips took a shape of a curve and  she smiled as if she know me very well. :-)

Her Granny gave us some sweets and a cup of a tea and surprisingly said," Hey, look at her she is smiling. From morning so many guest have come and tried talking to her but she din't respond to anyone but now she is smiling at you".

And this was like a cherry on the top for me :-D

My smile became more wider listening to this. This little fairy has attracted my eye balls in such a way that I din't even wanted to wink my eyes. I din't wanted to leave the place so early but how long could I stay there?

Mom said to tailor aunty," Well, its late now. We should leave".

Even I said Bye to little fairy Sonalika and left to get back home and silently thanked my mom in my mind for taking me there.

I wish this little fairy lead her life like a princess and she gets the happiness of the entire world.



Image of this little fairy clicked by my cell phone.

God's Angel..

Its said that God can't be everywhere and so he sends his angel in the name of Mother :)

Her day starts with a big struggle of waking me up. The first words she says everyday is, " Get up Baala, how much will you sleep?" for which I reply with the closed eyes and heavy voice, "Five minutes Mummy". And ya as known these five minutes will never end until I once again hear her sweet voice, " Get up Pora, how can you sleep so much?" for which once again my common reply," Mummy Please five minutes more na". And after this so called five minutes once again she shouts from the kitchen,"Get up Sony or you will be late to the office". And than her Princess somehow manages to get up. So much patience, so much understanding, never gets angry, never complains about anything. This is the way God has programmed my Mummy :-)

Every morning she keeps running from one room to another fully tensed to finish her work on time. She is so perfect and so organised in every work she does that even work will be proud after it is completed as Mummy has done it so perfectly. I sometimes feel like she has got some magical powers  because whenever i can't find something even after searching it for hours together, it just magically appears when my mom looks.

While I am getting ready for my official tour my mom gets more tensed then me that I will miss my bus. Before I get ready a water bottle will be kept in my bag so that I should not feel thirsty on the way. And her 100's of instructions before I leave home of which I don't even remember one as I step out of home.

My Mother is my inspiration. From her I have learnt how to be strong and be ready to face any kind a problem in life without complaining it to anyone, I have learnt how to be self dependent, I have learnt how to forgive someone's mistake even if it has hurt me. But, still there are so many countless things to learn from her. I really feel glad when my friends and relatives say that I am like my Mom, but I know that I am not. I wish I was as perfect as her, I wish someday I become as organised as her. So easily she manages house and work together, I wish even I be able to do that someday like her. I feel glad when she proudly introduces me to her friends, "She is my daughter". It also gives me a feeling of  satisfaction that I have been a good daughter to her till date.

How easily I am able to write all these things in a blog but never ever I can express this in front of her that what she means to me. Everyone of us have so many feelings for our Mother but why is that we are not able to tell them. Its so easy to become rude on our mother and regret later but how hard to show our love and affection that we truely have on her. 

I sometimes feel how lucky are those boys who never have to stay away from their Mother, I wish was a guy. But than a thought strikes me If I was a guy then would I have the similar thinking for my Mom as now or even I would prefer to stay away from her like some of those selfish guys. 

Well, whatever it might be. The Mothers place in every individuals life will remain intact and can never be replaced by any other thing. I know everyone are gifted the best angel by God in name of mother. But , I am God's favorite girl and so he has sent his bestest angel for me :-)

Love You Mummy :-)

Little Joys...

In this journey of life, when we are in the rat race for achieving something big, we ignore and forget to appreciate the small things which bring smile on our lips. Why do we always forget the fact that the happiness is not always in achieving the big things in life, but it also lies in enjoying those simple moments which give us the feeling of joy. We have so many countless complaints that God did not grant us the wish we desired but we never be grateful to God for those awesome small things that he has given us and made our life so beautiful.  

So, my this blog is dedicated to some of those small moments that gives me the joy of happiness. So in which small moments does the happiness lies? Lets check out few of them ;-)

Happiness lies when the first rain drops of the first rain falls on my face and I feel it with closed eyes and open arms.

Happiness lies when I sit at the window seat while travelling listening to my favorite songs and the naughty breeze tickles me by playing with my untied hairs.

Happiness lies when a small cute stranger kid smiles looking at me and tries to touch me as if it knows me from years together.

And OMG, how can I stop that wide smile spreading my face when i see my closest once name blinking on my cell phone.

Well, happiness also lies when I start getting infinite number of calls at midnight on my birthday and some of the stupid friends of mine talks all the stupid stuffs of the world and hangs the call without wishing me to irritate me. I love you all stupids for doing such crazy things that makes me smile even now when I think of it.

To me happiness lies when I see people's crazy dance on festivals like Ganesh Chaturti and Holi and I feel like joining them and dancing as if nobody is seeing me.

Happiness lies when I realize my friends are listening to a boring song along with me just because its my favorite.

Happiness lies when my friend Surabhi reads every blog of mine with so much of interest even though its pakavu and compliments me for my writing ;-)

Even though if we are in search and struggle for something big, we need to learn to identify these small moments from our life and feel it as much as we can. So readers, just take a small break from your busy life and think about those little moments that gives you joy and start enjoying its feeling to the fullest.

Dark Evening...

Today is one more evening which can be counted among those evening which is more darker than usual. 

But as usual even today I have no idea what is that which is making me feel the depth of the darkness of this evening?

I questioned myself, even though everything was fine the whole day, what went wrong all of a sudden?

Only then I realized everything was fine only until I saw the calender and the date was 04.11.2011. Yes, today I completed two years at my work. But I actually need to be happy after realizing it but no, I am not. Well, there are so many countless reasons for that.

With all these weird thoughts and bad mood I reached home at evening around 7.30. Just entered home and my cell phone started ringing. It was my friend who called me to discuss about the problems she was facing while applying for passport. I gave some suggestions with out even giving her a hint about my bad mind set and she was satisfied with those suggestions and told she will try them and cut the call.

As I got fresh I heard once again my phone ringing. Well, this time it was my another friend who called to tel me his problems of adjusting with his room mate. In fact, his problems has got no end as everyday he call me with a brand new problem of his life. Honestly I had no patience but I tried my best to listen and make him feel better by discussing with him. But, for a moment I was silent which made my friend get hyper on me. This was not new to me as I am aware of his nature that in frustration he often does that. But even than a sentence spontaneously came out of my mouth, "Only you don't have problems in this world, everyone has got their own problems". Oh God, How could I say this to someone? I could make it out by his tone that my statement had hurt him. He could only say, "Sorry I will call you some other time" and cut the call which left me completely with a feeling of a guilt. Everyday I listen to his problems which makes him feel better but why did I become rude to him today? I shouldn't have said that to him. This was the best reason to worsen my mind set more. 

I sent him a message which was like" I am extremely sorry as I was strained due to work and have just reached home, my mind set was not at all good and may be that made me say that to you. I really din't mean it and I never thought I would be rude. I am Sorry".

Got no reply from his end. I wish I could control myself from making that sentence which have hurt him.Well, finally he replied with a message just before posting this blog " Its Okay, You made me realize something today. I do understand. Good Night".

And this is the way this dark evening has come to an end.

Lazy days...

Alarm rings at morning 7.00 AM and I snooze it (thinking Oh! I can sleep for some more time). It again rings at 7.30 AM and I again snoozes it thinking the same. Once again alarm starts ringing at 8.00AM and this time(Oh God! left with no option to snooze it)  manages to get up somehow. Have my shower and breakfast and till I get ready its 9.00AM (Oh No! I ll be late again). I run to the bus stop promising myself that from next morning I'll get up sharp at 7.00AM with the first ring of the alarm. Somehow manages to get into 9.10 AM bus. After getting into bus first thing to do is take out I-pod from my bag and start listening to my song collections and will be lost into my deep thoughts...

What made me change so much? I din't even realize when I turned from a naughty college going girl into boring serious girl.

Where has my cheerfulness lost? 

Things became so advanced that friends remained only in facebook, texts and phone calls. Can the span of two years in an atmosphere without friends change someone so much?

Same people who use to envy me for my bindaas nature are now surprised to see this change in me.

So have I become matured now? If being boring is matured then I would be happy staying immature, childish and crazy for ever.

As these lazy days are passing I am becoming more lazier and irresponsible because of my Mom's pamper. I never realized when I became so dependent on her who was so independent earlier.

Where is that girl lost who was interested in knowing about every new invention? Where is that girl lost who had spirit of struggling and achieving something? 

The girl who loved to freak out on every weekends  now like to stay at home the whole day. 

Where will this lead me?  Will I ever be able to become that cheerful bindaas girl to whom life was so carefree? 

Thinking all these things I reach office by 10.15AM and even today I find no good work to do here.I waste my time on social networking sites and leave my office at 5.30 PM, reach home by  7.00 PM, help mom in cooking for sometime, spend time on my laptop, than watch daily serials and sleep off thinking when are these lazy days going to end. 

Alarm rings at morning 7.00 AM again and I snooze it (thinking Oh! I can sleep for some more time) and this is how one more lazy day starts.

In Memories of My Best Friend Veena...

It was when I was 8 years old. I use to stay along with my Aunt and Grani. My only best friend at that time was Veena. Veena, my Lovely CAT. I don't remember from when she was staying with me. I don't even remember why have I named her as Veena. But, the only thing I know is she was most closest friend of mine.

Every day when I came back from school with my school bag and water bottle it was Veena who came running and welcomed me with her affection.

Whenever I was happy,  it was Veena with whom I shared my happiness and she cherished in my joy.

Whenever I was sad, it was Veena with whom I shared my sadness and  she cried along with me.

Whenever Veena was hurt it would hurt me the most and I wept in her pain.

Veena... I can still remember her soft touch, her warm affection, her trust in me, her silent love, her sweet gesture. My days started wit Veena and ended with Veena. She had silently become my life, my best friend in my loneliness, who knew all the mistakes that I did as a kid.

It was one of the most worsetest night when I wished Veena goodnight and went to my bed. I still remember that morning so clearly when my aunt at around 7.00 am woke me up and said, "Veena is no more". My heart stopped beating for a while. For a moment I thought my aunt was lying to make me get up early. I just looked at my aunt and she told Veena fell in well which was next to my house. I went running to the well to see what has happened but could only helplessly see some people removing her dead body from the well.

What could I do now? I could do nothing other than crying looking at her. We become so helpless when God takes away someone we love. And the most worst part is God only take that person away from us and not the memories, which keep killing us every moment.

I kept crying for days together. I blamed God for taking my Veena away from me. The thought which I had during my childhood that everything I love God takes away from me became more stronger. Even after weeks I kept crying all alone remembering her, hiding my tears from my aunt. After all, this time I dint even had my best friend Veena with whom I use to share my sadness. I started skipping my food and became weak. I guess my aunt was silently observing all this and she told my uncle.

One day when I came back from school my uncle told me that Veena has come back. I cherished with joy and threw my school bag and water bottle and asked where she is? My uncle replied, that she is sitting under the cot. I bent down the cot and saw her starring at me. I lift my hand to touch her but she was scared of me. Then I realized no it was not Veena but some other cat my uncle has brought so that I can forget Veena.

This new cat has best eyes and was very beautiful. My aunt started calling her as Veena but I could not. So, I named her as Sini. I never shared my happiness or sadness with her and she never came running to me when i got back from school. My uncle has brought her in replacement of Veena but she could never take my Veena's place.

Some relationship's are always special and can never be replaced by anyone. Veena will always be that special one till my last breath. MISS YOU VEENA.