My room-mate

We share the house together. She is very smart, quick, efficient, watchful little thing. She is way younger to me. Slim figure, large eyes, fair skin. I make her feel very much at home. She has adjusted and adapted well to her surroundings now. She likes to keep the house free of pests and insects, she is very particular about that. But she tends to be messy otherwise. I tolerate that too a certain extent. Today early in the morning (9:30 am) I took her picture with my SLR. Lets see how it turns out to be. I feel safe in her company. She is my roommate. I need to name her soon enough now. Cannot keep calling her baby lizard. Y.

Guntaa

When life is changing too fast, lots of things happening too quickly, deadlines coming in too fast, you are not sure whether you should relax, take it easy, dont panic or should it be ok get ur act straight, handle it all. What I have realised is just this. Take one step at a time. And make sure it is the correct step at that moment. Question everything you do with a 'is this the best thing to do and the best that i can do right now?'. If yes go ahead. Things resolve slowly but surely. Sometimes its best that you dont analyse the big picture and just concentrate on one guntaa at a time. Probably everybody knows this. I didnt. Y.

Dreams series - Imagine your day...

Imagine yourself standing on your bare feet on the green wet grass of a meadow surrounded by little yellow flowers, looking up to a clear blue sky of early morning, a mild yellow sunshine falling all over, little birds chirping in the background, your children giggling and playing around you, your watchful dog standing nearby proudly swaying his tail, a steaming cup of aromatic tea in your hands, a cool breeze blowing, bringing in the sweet smell of flowers and earth.

Imagine yourself lying on a hammock under the shade of a huge tree in the afternoon sun, with loads of interesting books to read, a deafening silence, with only an occasional sound of trees swaying in a little bit of breeze, completely engrossed in reading with no awareness of time or the world.

Imagine yourself with friends going for a walk in the evening through the narrow lanes of a tiny village towards the main market, sitting at a tapri which serves garam chai and savor every sip, and talk and talk and talk.

Imagine yourself walking down a beach in the darkness of the night, with your soulmate, not a word spoken, just the sound of the wind and the waves, bright stars in the sky and the dark looming swaying shadows of trees, the cold sand sinking under your feet, and the feeling that this walk, this journey shall never end...

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Y Blog?

There are a lot of thoughts that I cant just share with near dear ones because I end up making them worried but yet I feel like voicing them in the hope of getting enlightened by someone else's view on the same. I think blogging is going to help me do that. I may or may not receive any feedback, but when I write imagining that there is huge audience there reading everything I have to say, I automatically learn to organise my thoughts, sense whether I am being stupid or irrational or illogical, learn to express my dreams, hopes, opinions boldly... What I used to scribble into emails written to friends, I will now be neatly compiling in a space that belongs to me and only me. Wow! Hope this gets more and more interesting..for me for sure...and who knows, maybe even for those who just happen to read my blogs.... Y.