One Stop Destination

Sometimes, we end up getting what we badly need in life. It had been a long time since I took a break from work. Thanks to lockdown and proximity to office, I was one of the chosen few who relentlessly went to work. Days went by, months passed and yet, there I was busy meeting deadlines. Maybe, the fact that I was nearing burnout had reached God. Hence, it resulted in the most favourite moment of this week, a statement that I was to stay at home for 14 days. 14 days of bliss, 14 days of peace, 14 days of self development and relaxation.  For some people such a dictact would imply pain and torture. After all, who wants to leave the rat race and squander 14 previous days! Yet, for people like me (Yes, I know I am not alone!) these 14 days are a welcome break, a diversion from monotony.  So beginning today, it would be my endeavour to express my gratitude using prompts. Hence, based on today's prompt, let me describe... My favourite moment this week has been th

I never knew I'd meet you, And that you'd look beyond my scars, Though we aren't meant to be, Time with you my happiest hours. Its been ages since I've felt this way, You touched corners I never knew, We are in two different worlds, Yet I am glad my world is you. Happy that I met you, We did meet for a reason, You are my earth I am your sky, Our paradise, our horizon. You've given me million reasons, To laugh, blush and smile, I've never felt this happy, You've made my life worthwhile. I could go on writing, Oh! So many things to say, You're etched in my soul, I'm glad we met this way. Its not easy to be us, You are wind and I am fire, But the feelings we have inside, Will cater for every desire. No matter where life takes us, Roads keeping us apart, Though separated by distance, Always connected at heart. Love can fade, hearts can break, But we are shore and the sea, Tog

There are days when I want to rave and rant, cry till my eyes turn puffy. Today is one of them. 'Turn to your friends,' my mind says. 'I can't,' I reply. Its not that I dont trust them. Oh, yes I do. I trust them with my life. Yet, a part of me wants to do it alone. With nobody asking questions and me not wanting to reply. I don't want to answer. In fact, I have no answers. And then...I hear a familiar sound. 'Pitter patter, pitter patter,' it goes. Sounds like the nursery rhyme I had learnt in my childhood. Smiling to myself I run to open the door and step out. 'Finally,' I mused to myself. Standing there getting drenched, my tears run down my cheeks. All my pent up emotions finding an outlet in the open. No judgements, no bias. Only me, my pain and raw emotions. Who says that only humans can be friends? I found one...RAIN. P.S: The illustration is by an amazing artist called Pascal Campion and this

        8th March every year is devoted to the most beautiful, strong, sensitive yet contradictory creation of God- A WOMAN.  For the regular MCP (Male Chauvinist Pig!!!) the dumber she is the better and for the Feminists, the smarter the better. Yet, its not the battle of the races or gender that should matter now, it is whether a woman truly values herself or not.           So many times a woman lets go of her wants for the sake of her family. So many times she forgets that she too is unique in her own way. So many times she is left unappreciated, unloved, disrespected..... Its high time that the world and most importantly woman herself, realizes what she is truly worthy of achieving.           Neither am I a feminist nor a supporter of the MCP. I am just a woman trying to make another woman feel good about herself. This month I pledge to appreciate every woman I meet. Will you???

             Yet another Valentine's Day gone by what with the hype on a date-wise fortnightly celebrations..this includes both pre and post V Day week. Couples trying to impress each other with gift, cards and what not...The present day lovers would put Romeo Juliet, Heer Ranjha and other such couples to shame with the antics and tactics adopted for pleasing the partner. Not to forget poets of the Romantic era and of course the new Romantics (if there are any left!!!)        But then...do we really need to get restricted to a particular day to profess our love??? Love never means materialistic and physical gratifications. Neither does it believe in exchange of gifts and cards for survival..         Doesn't this mean that we need to show each day of our lives that we truly love our partner??? At times it does become difficult....in fact you get so harassed and drained out that you start questioning the very existence of your "Loved One" in your life.

    Along with the festivities associated with the Republic Day this year, controversies, dharnas and what not also created a niche for themselves. Republic Day started with the initiation of the Constitution of India and its  preface begins with the words "We the people of India"  (I know I am catering to elite people vested with superior intellect who need to be spared details they are already aware of!!!). well, being an optimistic opportunist I decided that as a responsible Indian I should join in the Republic Day celebrations by thanking those who have truly made a difference in our lives. I decided to close my eyes and think of the one whom I wanted to thank... Innumerable faces flashed across my mind with only one thing in common...the uniforms of Air Force, Army and Navy...     Today, I want to thank the thousands of Men and  Women in  Olive Greens who sweat it out in unfriendly soil, away from their homes, away from civil society. They are there, out in the borders