The Life and Times of S

What do you do when you can't something or someone out of your head?
I get restless. Very restless. And I never ever know what the hell to do about it.

posted by S @ 5:17 PM 0 comments

I am disappointed in a lot of people today.

Actions speak louder than words, they say.
I am not a vindictive person. If someone wrongs me, in any way, big or small, I don't seek revenge. And I never confront. I don't like it and I am not good at it. I believe what goes around, comes around. So I just leave it be. And I just, I guess, assumed that most other people out there are like that too.

But some of them are not. And usually I'm good at judging people. But today I realized that somewhere along the way, I must have made a mistake.

So I am disappointed in a lot of people today.
Including myself.

posted by S @ 5:16 PM 0 comments

Natural Highs and Goodbyes

As another chapter of my life comes to an end, and I sit alone in my favourite corner of the house, once again. I think.

I hate endings.
Because I hate goodbyes.


On a completely separate note, I thought I'd share with you something my very good friend, S., sent me Friday morning. It was very co-incidental with my Wednesday night post. The thing S. sent me was a generalization though. So I added a few things that I thought were fitting. And I bolded the ones I love the most.

Here goes:

Natural Highs

1. Falling in love.
2. Laughing so hard your face hurts.
3. A long, hot shower.
4. No lines at the supermarket.
5. A special glance.
6. Getting mail.
7. Taking a drive on a pretty road.
8. Hearing your favorite song on the radio.
9. Lying in bed listening to the rain outside.
10. Hot towels fresh out of the dryer.
11. Chocolate cake. And vanilla ice-cream.
12. A bubble bath.
13. Giggling.
14. A good conversation.
15 The beach . And waves.
16. Finding a 20 dollar bill in your coat from last winter.
17. Laughing at yourself.
18. Looking into their eyes and knowing they love you
19. Midnight phone calls that last for hours.
20. Running through sprinklers.
21. Laughing for absolutely no reason at all.
22. Having someone tell you that you're beautiful.
23. Laughing at an inside joke with good friends.
25. Accidentally overhearing someone say something nice about you.
26. Waking up and realizing you still have a few hours left to sleep.
27. Your first kiss (either the very first or with a new partner).
28. Making new friends or spending time with old ones.
29. Playing with a new puppy or kitten.
30. Having someone play with your hair.
31. Sweet dreams.
32. Tea.
33. Road trips with friends.
34. Swinging on swings.
35. Making eye contact with a cute stranger.
36. Making chocolate chip cookies.
37. Having your friends send you homemade cookies.
38. Holding hands with someone you care about.
39. Running into an old friend and realizing that some things (good or bad) never change.
40. Watching the expression on someone's face as they open a much desired present from you.
41. Watching the sunrise.
42. Getting out of bed every morning and being grateful for another beautiful day.
43. Knowing that somebody misses you.
44. Getting a hug from someone you care about deeply.
45. Knowing you've done the right thing, no matter what other people think.
46. A kiss on the temple.
47. Smelling nice.
48. Dancing.
49. Spring breeze.
50. Smiles.
51. Blackberries. Watermelons. And mangoes.
52. Winter sun.
53. Nice eyes.
54. White.
55. Pleasures.

posted by S @ 7:42 PM 0 comments

Some of my favourites.

My first cup of tea in the morning.
White.
The tattoo on P.'s shoulder.
Mommy's hands.
Dad's satellite radio.
Nappy socks.
My niece.
Sleeping.
Water.
Jammies.
Nice eyes.
My hair.

posted by S @ 6:42 PM 0 comments

When I grow older.

I don't know where I'll be.
I don't know where you'll be.
But wherever I am.
I'll pray for you.
And I'll always, always think about you.

posted by S @ 6:32 PM 0 comments

Sometimes its there.
Sometimes it isn't.


Just like you.

posted by S @ 6:07 PM 0 comments

Nothing Compares to You

Tonight, as I sit alone in my favourite corner of the house, and look out the window at the rain, and listen to my favourite Hindi song about the rain, I wonder.

About how I don't feel beautiful if you're not in the room looking at me.

About how I don't find a joke as funny, if you're not around to laugh at it with me.

About how my favourite dish doesn't taste like my favourite if you're not around to feed it to me.

As I sit alone, in my favourite corner of the house, and look out the window at the rain, and listen to my favourite Hindi song about the rain, I wonder.

About how nothing is the same without you.

posted by S @ 6:00 PM 0 comments

Rain

It always reminds me of home.

What does it remind you of?

posted by S @ 5:12 PM 0 comments

So I was listening to this song at work today. An old familiar one. Remixed version though. Something I used to listen to with someone. Long time ago.

I thought I was over it.
I'm not.

posted by S @ 5:10 PM 0 comments

Fresh Lime Soda

In case you were confused by the title, thats my favourite drink. Non-alcoholic of course. Lime juice, club soda, ice, sugar and a pinch of salt. But if you add just a little bit of gin to it, its called a Tom Collins. Best cocktail ever. My most preferred drink during my drinking days.

Anyway, as I sit here sipping on my drink, and feebly attempting to concentrate on my presentation for Tuesday morning, I think about all the fresh lime sodas I shared with my sis and sis in law these past few weeks. And how my fresh lime soda came out of my nose coz one of them made me laugh so hard, I literally cried. Everytime.

Now, its just me, my music, my summer drink (winter drink is tea) and my computer.
Good times.
But me, my summer dirnk, my sister and my sister in law.
Best times ever.

So to both my sisters out there:
Thanks for the best times of my life. Fresh lime soda is not the same without you.
I miss you.
S.

posted by S @ 5:06 PM 0 comments

Saturday morning.

7.45 am.
BBC.
My family room.
Tata Premium Tea.
My favourite cookies.
Me.

My mind races back to last Saturday.

7.45 am.
BBC.
Tata Premium Tea.
My favourite cookies.
Mom's bedroom.
Mom.
Me.
Dad.
Grandma.
Sis.
Sis-in-law.

The phone rings. I snap back to reality.
Just in time to realize, that luxury is only good when its shared.

posted by S @ 5:50 AM 0 comments

Sometimes life doesn't turn out the way you thought it would. Which sometimes isn't so bad. But then, sometimes, it really stings.

posted by S @ 7:03 PM 0 comments

Sometimes you have to make a big mistake....

.... to figure out how to make things right.

Mistakes are painful.

But they're the only way to find out who we really are.

posted by S @ 8:53 PM 0 comments

Questions

Have you ever met someone who can leave you speechless, and yet one you can speak to forever?

And...

posted by S @ 8:08 PM 0 comments

2.06 pm.

I look outside the office.
While I wait for my tea to brew.
Busy people.
Quiet people.
Running.


What are we all hoping to achieve?
More money?
So we can pay for more clothes?
Or a better car?
Or afford a gym membership?
Or a bigger house?


Working overtime.
But eating dinner alone.
Skipping a walk in the cool spring breeze.
Just to finish a file.
For what?
For who?


Its like we're running.
Faster.
And faster.
Away from each other.


Like I've said before, we're living for the destination.
But we're forgetting to enjoy the ride.

posted by S @ 5:40 PM 0 comments

Whatever

Whatever makes you close your eyes and smile is music. Or a happy moment.
Whatever puts you to sleep is a book.
Whatever is out of control is youth.

Whatever makes you feel like someone you've just met is your best friend is love.
Whatever you get mad at is something or someone you care about.
And whatever makes you cry is something or someone you care about. A lot.

posted by S @ 5:39 PM 0 comments

Conversation with God

You gave me a body made of dust.
Unbreakable.

Then why did you give me a heart of glass?
So fragile.
So easily shattered.

posted by S @ 5:38 PM 0 comments

To my Blog, my Friend.

Someone once told me, "Once in your life, create something no one else ever will or can. Something you can call your own. Something thats just yours. Something thats just you. And no one else."

I did.

You.

posted by S @ 4:39 PM 0 comments

About and to the One one loves....

...."I found myself the day I found you...", people usually say.

I disagree.

I lost myself when I found you.
And I never want to find myself again.

posted by S @ 4:37 PM 0 comments

I hate my new haircut.

posted by S @ 12:02 PM 0 comments

Its almost time.

To go.

Go where though?
Home is here.
Then what's there?

Even I don't know.

But how is that anyone else's fault? Or anyone else's problem?
So, I'm leaving....

posted by S @ 3:33 AM 0 comments

X2

Saw you for real today.
You look older than your 41 years.
Thin. And too much grey.

Our eyes didn't meet.
But I know you saw me too.

posted by S @ 7:34 AM 0 comments

I woke up this morning with a strange thought in my head.

Thats nothing new, by the way.

posted by S @ 7:25 AM 0 comments

Buttons

posted by S @ 7:23 AM 0 comments

What's your favourite part of everyday?

Mine?

Waking up, every morning, with tousled hair and puffy eyes, warm in my blanket. In my old bedroom. Where its familiar.

posted by S @ 6:11 AM 0 comments

Sometimes, when you close your eyes at night to sleep, before you fall into the darkness, do you see faces? Someone you know. Someone you're thinking of. Someone you miss?

posted by S @ 8:54 AM 0 comments

Woke up this morning to the birds chirping and raindrops on the windowpane. Teatime with Mommy and Dad. Breakfast with Mommy's two best friends.

Went to the temple. Thats when it started. They said I look worried. I am. They said I look tired. I am. Mommy says don't be. All will be well. It probably will.

Then why am I still quiet and hurting?

posted by S @ 4:25 AM 0 comments

Rain

Its 6.23 am.
I'm up early again.
I open my eyes.
And I hear the leaves rustling outside.
I wait.
Then I hear the raindrops.
The first few.
Softly touching the leaves.
The grass.
The flowers.
I open the window.
Its breezy.
And it smells like heaven.


I miss you.

posted by S @ 7:48 PM 0 comments

X

Saw a picture of you today. Hadn't seen you in four years. You look tired. Drawn. Gaunt. Couldn't find that twinkle I used to love so much.

She was there too. Looked pretty. As always.
So did the girls.

Time flies.

posted by S @ 2:33 PM 0 comments

You need passion to fall in love.

But you need a bigger passion to stay in love.

posted by S @ 12:51 PM 0 comments