Random nothings!

One of the usual mornings, where after packing off everyone, changed into my exercise gear and stepped out for the usual few rounds of cycling. Early morning chill was now taken over by the warmth of the sun, which gave me my dose of Vit D (much needed, my levels are alarmingly low). Finished my rounds, and caught up with my friends who were out for their morning walk. We parked ourselves in our layout under the sun chatting away. Today the topic was "what plans for 31st"? When one of the girls spoke very sadly, that all her friends have plans of taking a vacation/going for an NYE event/dinner and drinks at someone's place/drinking and going crazy at a pub, while she was "just going to be home". She was all the more upset, that while her friends would be going crazy posting pics all over social media, she would not have anything 'interesting' to share, and it would be embarrassing. I walked back with my head full of thoughts, precisely why the blo...

-The woman who was wearing a bright lipstick in the hospital. You thought was too loud a make up for a hospital! She just heard the news of a terminal disease few days back. The lipstick helped her cheer up. Think before you judge. -The man you noticed bingeing on sweets, and thought to yourself , if he should have. He was off sweets and good things to bring down his weight and diabetes, for almost a year. This was just a cheat day which made him feel rewarded. Don’t judge. -The girl in the mall with a very heavy eye makeup, fake lashes, coloured shadow, whom you thought was over dressed, has been crying continuously since few days over her broken heart and relationships. The make up was probably to cover her tired eyes from the world. Don’t mock. -The child in the coffee shop who is dropping chocolate sauce on his clothes while the mother is on her phone. The mother is probably wanting a break from doing that chore all day 24/7. Don’t bad mouth her. -The woman you just labell...

- A space on the terrace turned into a small room in DDA flats, in the north-west of Delhi. The smell of rajma chawal wafting. A young lad, in college, in between his studies, his classes, fighting with his sibling and parents, finds time to strum his guitar while sneaking in a cigarette with his friends around him jamming. That's the thought that popped in my head when I heard the strumming of the guitar at the beginning of the song, the first time. - A warm sun peeping out, the typical 'Sardi wali dhoop' of November, girl hanging out in the balcony, with 'chai', and the guy who has a crush on her, standing in a small 'kirana' shop right opposite her house, so that he could have a look at her while she pretends to have not seen him and continues sipping her chai, with a wandering gaze, while playing with her hair. " Soni soni si mohabbat ne kareya hai tang Kudi teri sohabat ne kareya hai tang rangeen fillum jaise dikhte hai rang" A so...

I do not give up on people, I never do. Sadly, they give up on me.  I guess I am someone who can be just dismissed. _________________________________________________________ People who express themselves aren't attention seekers. When you don't like someone's updates, why don't you just block them? If you don't want to block, use the option of 'hide from news feed', but stop judging. __________________________________________________________ I trusted people and shared everything, only for them to point fingers at me later. I don't influence others to behave in a particular manner with the people I don't get along. It just hurts when they take a decision on their own, and later very easily throw it on my face. What did I do? ___________________________________________________________ I realized, that when someone cries, the world sympathises and accepts him/her as sensitive. When someone braves everything quietly, gets labelled as ...

I usually listen to music while driving. Not a fan of radio programmes, due to the frequent ad breaks. I generally have either an iPod connected or a USB, loaded with my music. The car was given for service, and I forgot to connect my USB back. That particular day, I was in a mood for Gulzar poetry, which is very unusual as I do not understand ghazals or poetry, mainly Gulzar. Though I still understand his songs which have been used in movies. I connected my phone audio, selected a random Gulzar playlist, and started my drive. I definitely adore his voice, calm and soothing. The drive was long, with pockets of traffic. And I was not irritated with it. Came across his recital of Amrita Pritam's verse. I had only read it earlier, but listening to it in his voice was stirring. "Main Tenu Fir Milaan Gi Kithey? Kis Tarah? Pata Nai Shayad Terey Takhayul Di Chinag Ban Ke Terey Canvas Tey Utraan Gi Ya Khowrey Terey Canvas Dey Utey Ikk Rahasmayi Lakeer Ban Ke Khamosh Tenu Tak...

After a long time today, I made myself a cup of tea, lots of 'adrak', added jaggery since I quit sugar. My maid was on leave, celebrating a festival, otherwise everyday she is responsible for my tea. Growing up in Delhi got us used to the 'adrak wali chai, doodh kum, patti tez' (translates to strong tea with less milk and lots of ginger). When I got this maid, I taught her how to make tea this way, and since then she stopped liking the 'milky tea' she used to make. 10 years now, she makes it better :D. If I share this with my mother, she would be shocked, that her daughter who once wouldn't enter the kitchen, is now sharing 'how to's' with others. Well, that's my mother, its been 14 years since I actively started cooking, started when I was pregnant, but, even today she loves to just share stories of how I wasn't interested in cooking ever. It's the favourite family discussion topic. From making the comforting dal chawal to bakin...

Open up social media these days, my page is bombarded with all these posts on real women. “ A real woman is someone who smiles when she wants to cry” “A real woman’s strength lies in her nerves of steel”. “A real woman never gives up”. “A real woman puts others needs before hers” “A real woman endures it all and never complains” I am getting tired of these posts.  What defines a woman firstly?  I mean, why are we desperately trying to create a mould? Is this our come back on male strength?  If that is the case, then we are being silly, because there is no comparison of a woman's endurance with a man. The world knows it. The universe has aligned it like that. If a woman decides to go out and have fun with friends, is she un-real? If a woman wants to go shopping, is she un-real? If a woman feels like eating out and not cook, is she un-real? If a woman puts her needs first while taking care of others, is she un-real? If a woman wants to ...