Almost Family...

It's a strange kind of sadness, this. It doesn't stop you from going about your life. A normal day, a normal week, a normal month. The daily chores at home, the tedious work at office, the daily social interactions, everything is as it used to be. No crippling pain. No hopeless impasse that stops you from moving forward. No sinking feeling that sucks the life out of you every time you see some happy love. You feel it's gone. You've managed to deal with it, finally. And just when you have managed not to notice it long enough, it makes it presence felt. One day you're sitting in office, formatting an excel, and you'll notice you've been crying. When did that happen? Last you remember you were thinking about colons and semicolons.

It's a strange kind of sadness, this. It'll give you the permission to go to the party but expect you be back before the party begins.

Woman In Progress...

In a world where more and more women are trying to be like a man, here I am, struggling to be more of a woman.

A Mouse's Nest...

A room or two for our love and rest of the house for our differences. 

The Gardens Of Kabul...

Quest...

It has taken me 27 years to figure out what I really want in life.

Now to work toward achieving those things. 

The Promise Of More...

If it was not words, it had to be touch.

You can not love and do nothing about it.

*****
Love, I have realised, can not be packaged into neat little word containers. It makes you want to spill inside the other person.

*****
One day you're afraid and then the next you see love driving you on the unsteady bridge, the broken road, through the dark tunnel and you, for the first time, don't panic. You seem to accept the horror of it all. You know you'll be suffering, but you seem okay suffering. You even welcome it.

*****
She didn't want wild things from it. She wanted, for the first time, simple, ordinary. She wanted to sit in a pub with him and drink beer. Be in the same room without the need to say anything to each other. Sit on the grass and eat sandwiches with him. She wanted to wake up in the mornings and not feel apologetic for being grouchy. Listen to music while doing your own thing. Share a library. Cook a simple meal together. Peaceful domesticity. It looked less scary, even desirable for the first time.

Kaho Kya Khayaal Hai?

Oh, what a beautiful song! Makes you weep and smile at the same time.



Dhadkano ki taal baaje
Saanson ka iktara
Aangan mein sajaye baithein
Sooraj chanda taara

Dhadkano ki taal baaje
Saanson ka iktara
Aangan mein sajaye baithein
Sooraj chanda taara

Chalo baant lein hum zindagi
Zara aaj yun kar lein
Kaho kya khayal hai

(Bengali chant)

Ik jahan chota sa apna
Ik jahan tumhara
Muskaan chahe meethi ho
Ya aansoon ik khara

Chalo baant lein ghum aur khushi
Thodi guftagoo kar lein
Kaho kya khayaal hai

Aap se do baat kar lein
Yaadon ko jebon mein bhar lein
Aaye hain hum kuch dino ke baad

Yaaron ki saubat mein aake
Dheere se kuch gunguna ke
Yuhin kat jaate hain din aur raat

Muthi mein tum bheench lana sawan hara
Ek dhanak tum bhi tod lana falak se zara
Muthi muthi baant lenge kiranon ka katra
Ik sikka dhoop humse lena gar kam laga
Betuk hi Be matlab hans le hum
Kyun na is lamhe mein
Haan jee lein hum

Chalo baant lein hum zindagi
Zara aaj yun kar lein
Kaho kya khayaal hai

Aap se do baat kar lein
Yaadon ko jebon mein bhar lein
Aaye hain hum kuch dino ke baad

Yaaron ki saubat mein aake
Dheere se kuch gunguna ke
Yuhin kat jaate hain din aur raat