I know reality and I know how it all works.
Yet I find myself living in this dream world of my own.
I can stay in this state of imaginary living for as long as I want.
Snap into it and out of it as and when I like.
I have full control over it. It has no control over me.
I chose to move into it when I have something bothering me, most of the time.
When I feel that something could have been done differently and someone could have done something in another way. (Better that what was done already)
Its a place I'm happy. Things are just right.
Its a place where I'd like to be all the time.
Its a place where everything goes right.
A place where everything not right has the perfect explanation.
Its because of being mature at such a young age, that all this comes up.
Its a place where I get away from the harsh reality of life.
Its not that I don't know how the world and people around me work.
Its just that as we grow up we realise that the bubble of the perfect world we had, isn't perfect.
Its my way of relaxing my self.
A form of my own meditation.
Its an art I would like people to try. See how it suits them.
Its like tantric travelling one might say. :)
Some people travel to places on the earth via that.
I travel to a different world all together.
Its like a parallel world to what we live in now.
Its a trait for people of my sun sign to me dreamers. Its a speciality.
We do it the best. It really helps.
My advice to all .. try it!
Saturday, October 27, 2007
Tuesday, October 16, 2007
The First Person I See Every Morning!
This is something I wrote a while back!
Felt like adding it on here!
Considering the fact that I live alone... And have been for the past 6 years now. The first person I see every morning is … ME! I wake up every morning, and see myself in the mirror when I get to brushing my teeth! (Being the first thing I do! Gosh that morning breath!)
If that is not considered as the first person I see every morning then I don’t know who is. I get out of my building and walk down the street. See the same face of the house porters and people washing the cars. Walk or take a taxi to the spot I’m supposed to be picked up by a friend of mine. So really apart from me… there is no constant person I see every morning.
Some people have their boyfriends/girlfriends/husbands/wives that they wake up to (some of them don’t want to be waking up to the other!), some people have their pets to wake up to, some people have their mothers screaming and shouting to wake them up! I have the pleasure of waking up to my phone… my alarm clock which happens to be The Mask of Zorro dance song! You know everyone has their morning rituals as they wake up… From scratching their ass to picking their nose! Stretching in bed and yawning the ‘good bye sleep yawn!’ Mine would be hitting the damn snooze button! I think sleep is something that I love! To the extent that there are times I’ll call in sick just to get a few extra hours! (Shush… that’s totally supposed to be between us!) After hitting the button enough and over sleeping my extra time, one will see me jump out of bed and run to the bathroom! Brush my teeth… sit on the pot … jump into the shower and get dressed at superman speed! My track record of being ready in less than 17 minutes!
Anyhow… On that note, I shall take my leave… and leave you with this… If people were meant to pop out of bed, we'd all sleep in toasters.
Felt like adding it on here!
Considering the fact that I live alone... And have been for the past 6 years now. The first person I see every morning is … ME! I wake up every morning, and see myself in the mirror when I get to brushing my teeth! (Being the first thing I do! Gosh that morning breath!)
If that is not considered as the first person I see every morning then I don’t know who is. I get out of my building and walk down the street. See the same face of the house porters and people washing the cars. Walk or take a taxi to the spot I’m supposed to be picked up by a friend of mine. So really apart from me… there is no constant person I see every morning.
Some people have their boyfriends/girlfriends/husbands/wives that they wake up to (some of them don’t want to be waking up to the other!), some people have their pets to wake up to, some people have their mothers screaming and shouting to wake them up! I have the pleasure of waking up to my phone… my alarm clock which happens to be The Mask of Zorro dance song! You know everyone has their morning rituals as they wake up… From scratching their ass to picking their nose! Stretching in bed and yawning the ‘good bye sleep yawn!’ Mine would be hitting the damn snooze button! I think sleep is something that I love! To the extent that there are times I’ll call in sick just to get a few extra hours! (Shush… that’s totally supposed to be between us!) After hitting the button enough and over sleeping my extra time, one will see me jump out of bed and run to the bathroom! Brush my teeth… sit on the pot … jump into the shower and get dressed at superman speed! My track record of being ready in less than 17 minutes!
Anyhow… On that note, I shall take my leave… and leave you with this… If people were meant to pop out of bed, we'd all sleep in toasters.
When Love is in the Air....
I was sitting with the family the other day.
This side of my family is very fond of shear o shayeri...
My uncle had just started off with one shaere which hit me...
It goes something like this...
* Hum tumhe jabse chahne lage hai,
Sabhi dost lagne poorane lage hai.
Hum tumhe jabse chahne lage hai,
Sabhi dost lagne poorane lage hai.
Kitna Haseen hai yeh mohobbat ka aalam,
Humhi se bhi humko churane lage hai.
Unki hi muskaan ka yeh asar hai,
Unki hi muskaan ka yeh asar hai,
Ki mehfil main sab muskurane lage hai!
If I translate this, it reads...
**Ever since I started to love you,
All my friends seem old to me now.
How beautiful is this feeling of love,
That I'm being stolen away from my own self.
This is the doing of their smile,
That everyone around has also started smiling.
(Please excuse the fact that the translation is not perfect. The ghazal kind of looses its charm once translated. But hearing it in urdu just rang a bell.)
I stopped and thought to myself... 'How true'
Love doesn't ask you before stepping into your life.
Love doesn't say I'll pop by if you're free. It hits you and you don't know when, where, how, when, what happened.
And this is exactly what you feel. You just want to be with the one you love. Anything you do together excites you. But if you have to do things without the other... You don't mind taking a pass at it.
All the time spent with friends seems to be great but would be even better if you could get to spend it with that special someone.
You smile at the though of the person. You smile at all the memories... You smile at the sight or the person. You and the surroundings totally cheer up at one sight of the person. You're genuinely happy from inside... Shining and glowing. And it shows.. and the happiness gets passed around. You're aura is soo bright that it affects the others around you!
Its a great feeling, being in love. Some people dont ever get to experience it. They think that the life they are living and how they are going about the relations they have in life is love. They never experienced it so what life holds for them they carry on with thinking this is how it should go.
Not every one is fortunate enough to be blessed with true love!
Love has different forms. You can make it grow. But that's when you're finding love, or thinking that you've found love...
I just want to say... its not about the thinking. Love comes and finds you... and when it does... you just know it! There is no thinking about it, there is no doubt in your mind, there is no two ways... YOU KNOW you've been hit. It hits you, not the other way round.
Okay I think that's enough. But I would like to share two more ghazals my uncle wrote which I really really love.
* Koi na pooche hame ishq main kya hashar hota hai,
Koi na pooche hame ishq main kya hashar hota hai,
Pakad ke sholay koi dekhe, kya asar hota hai.
Hum hai bechain khabar unko khuda hai ki nahi,
Hum hai bechain khabar unko khuda hai ki nahi,
Sun to rakha tha ki yeh dard dono taraf hota hai!
**No one ask me what happens to one in love,
Have you ever tried to hold burning coal ans see what happens to one?
I am so uneasy and impatient and anxious, do they know I wonder?
I've heard this pain and feeling tends to happen on both sides!
And the last one...
* Baat karte ho bhool jaane ki,
Baat karte ho bhool jaane ki,
Ada haseen hai yeh aazmaane ki.
Cheer kar dil dikha nahi sakta,
Warna kya baat thi chupane ne?
** translation to follow soon! I just have to make sure my translation is right of this one :)
This side of my family is very fond of shear o shayeri...
My uncle had just started off with one shaere which hit me...
It goes something like this...
* Hum tumhe jabse chahne lage hai,
Sabhi dost lagne poorane lage hai.
Hum tumhe jabse chahne lage hai,
Sabhi dost lagne poorane lage hai.
Kitna Haseen hai yeh mohobbat ka aalam,
Humhi se bhi humko churane lage hai.
Unki hi muskaan ka yeh asar hai,
Unki hi muskaan ka yeh asar hai,
Ki mehfil main sab muskurane lage hai!
If I translate this, it reads...
**Ever since I started to love you,
All my friends seem old to me now.
How beautiful is this feeling of love,
That I'm being stolen away from my own self.
This is the doing of their smile,
That everyone around has also started smiling.
(Please excuse the fact that the translation is not perfect. The ghazal kind of looses its charm once translated. But hearing it in urdu just rang a bell.)
I stopped and thought to myself... 'How true'
Love doesn't ask you before stepping into your life.
Love doesn't say I'll pop by if you're free. It hits you and you don't know when, where, how, when, what happened.
And this is exactly what you feel. You just want to be with the one you love. Anything you do together excites you. But if you have to do things without the other... You don't mind taking a pass at it.
All the time spent with friends seems to be great but would be even better if you could get to spend it with that special someone.
You smile at the though of the person. You smile at all the memories... You smile at the sight or the person. You and the surroundings totally cheer up at one sight of the person. You're genuinely happy from inside... Shining and glowing. And it shows.. and the happiness gets passed around. You're aura is soo bright that it affects the others around you!
Its a great feeling, being in love. Some people dont ever get to experience it. They think that the life they are living and how they are going about the relations they have in life is love. They never experienced it so what life holds for them they carry on with thinking this is how it should go.
Not every one is fortunate enough to be blessed with true love!
Love has different forms. You can make it grow. But that's when you're finding love, or thinking that you've found love...
I just want to say... its not about the thinking. Love comes and finds you... and when it does... you just know it! There is no thinking about it, there is no doubt in your mind, there is no two ways... YOU KNOW you've been hit. It hits you, not the other way round.
Okay I think that's enough. But I would like to share two more ghazals my uncle wrote which I really really love.
* Koi na pooche hame ishq main kya hashar hota hai,
Koi na pooche hame ishq main kya hashar hota hai,
Pakad ke sholay koi dekhe, kya asar hota hai.
Hum hai bechain khabar unko khuda hai ki nahi,
Hum hai bechain khabar unko khuda hai ki nahi,
Sun to rakha tha ki yeh dard dono taraf hota hai!
**No one ask me what happens to one in love,
Have you ever tried to hold burning coal ans see what happens to one?
I am so uneasy and impatient and anxious, do they know I wonder?
I've heard this pain and feeling tends to happen on both sides!
And the last one...
* Baat karte ho bhool jaane ki,
Baat karte ho bhool jaane ki,
Ada haseen hai yeh aazmaane ki.
Cheer kar dil dikha nahi sakta,
Warna kya baat thi chupane ne?
** translation to follow soon! I just have to make sure my translation is right of this one :)
Monday, October 1, 2007
Stronger than me...
I love that you're strong... Stronger than me... I acknowledge that fact...
I know that I'm the strong independent person, but what I really want is to be taken care of. I want to come back home at the end of the day, lie in the arms of the man I love and feel like I'm safe. Taken care of and loved and pampered.
Thought I had you, but I don't... Lets see where life takes me and who it brings.
I know that I'm the strong independent person, but what I really want is to be taken care of. I want to come back home at the end of the day, lie in the arms of the man I love and feel like I'm safe. Taken care of and loved and pampered.
Thought I had you, but I don't... Lets see where life takes me and who it brings.
How do I know you?
There have been times when you meet some people in your life and you just click!
I recently came across one such person who I felt like I relate to on every level.
I am reminded of me when I talk to her and hear her speak.
Like she happened to say that we have to have some sort of deep connection (past life even) to have connected soo soon and so much!
I just want to acknowledge this new presence in my life.
Thank you for being you... I'm grateful I met you!
*Big HUGE hug and kiss*
I recently came across one such person who I felt like I relate to on every level.
I am reminded of me when I talk to her and hear her speak.
Like she happened to say that we have to have some sort of deep connection (past life even) to have connected soo soon and so much!
I just want to acknowledge this new presence in my life.
Thank you for being you... I'm grateful I met you!
*Big HUGE hug and kiss*
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