Bond of SisterHood

There are some relations were are born into and then there are those we find on our way, around everyday life..
I chanced upon one such amazing bond, a couple of years back.. 

I was just learning to drive back then & enjoyed taking my car out whenever I had a chance.. I had to meet an old friend , who stayed a few kilometres away from my home. He asked me if I could come over to his place as he had to be home when his 'kid' sister returned from her classes...So I drove that night to his place.
We had been friends for over a decade, but I had never met or heard about his younger sister before. I thought it was endearing to have such care for one's siblings..

I reached his place and rung the bell, as the door opened His 'little' sister walked out..Just that she wasn't as 'little' as I had thought.. She taught Science to students and just got home from her regular lectures.. She looked nothing like a typical teacher. She had her hair all tied up and was wearing a simple Kurti and jeans..She smiled at me and spoke for a bit..

I don't know what struck, but I had an instant liking towards her. The friend I drove down to meet that day, is now my husband and he told me later, that night when I had come to meet him, his 'little' sister had teased him about me and said, 'Sweet girl'...
Sometimes I think, maybe that one word  from her, was one of the things that got Deven to think about me... maybe that got us closer ..She was by my side all through, as I entered a big joint family which spoke a language I had never heard before... She was my translation and dictionary...
In her I found a friend, a confidant and above all a sister. We have spent some great moments giggling , letting our hair down and just 'being ourselves' in each other's company.

Now that little sister has grown up to find her better half..I saw her gracefully greet her future in-laws as she looked beautiful in a traditional sari..I saw her off, to his car as she left with him. I opened the car door for her so that her pretty sari doesnt get stuck anywhere..and as I closed the door and watched her go.. in a very filmy style, my mind ran a flashback from that first day I saw her..And I felt lucky to have met and known her..This is one of those few 'not-blood' bonds that will stay with me and only grow stronger with time..Here's wishing my little sister all the happiness that she has been spreading across, and more.. (muah)..

The Bystander

Life is an amazing gift. In whatever form we have it, we should be glad about it.
I don't mean to philosophize , but it is true.

People so casually crib about little things in life and eventually that becomes their way of life. They have these dry conversations about how tough or meaningless life can get..

Why so? I ask myself. Maybe, in trying to get the 'bigger' picture , we miss out the finer details..Thus, it's best to break life into simpler/smaller pieces and live it with the little joys it has to offer.

I have compartments to my life, each obscure from the other. Though these may interlink at some point, but it's best to keep it this way, till you can..

As work pressures & responsibilities increase, we tend to take ourselves too seriously. I have personally heard this from some very bright young minds I have met - " What is the purpose of my life?".. I mean why are you waiting to find that purpose..Just define it !!

The most complicated questions are always the ones with the simplest answers.It's the attitude towards situations that changes everything.

It's very simple to switch off and eliminate the negativity. It makes me so happy that I can easily tune off or ward off these elements from my life. I believe I can take charge of my life and that makes me love it even more. My happiness is what I create.. I don't just want to be a bystander to my life.. I want to be the one who defines it..

The sweet smell of Nostalgia

The start of 2014 has brought me reminiscence from my past.  I spent time with mom like good old days, stayed in the house where I grew up, she fed me well with her delightful recipes and I travelled with her to the beautiful Gujarat.

I picked up pieces of my life which I had lost over time, it was beautiful..

As humans we experience layers of emotions throughout our life. Even the most insensitive amongst us, who do not acknowledge or agree to having felt these emotions, fall prey to ‘Nostalgia’.

As we live through the fragments of our lives, it is good sometimes to go back in time and relive life, as it used to be. It reminds you, where you began and gives a retrospective view of the several journeys one has taken as a person.

While living my life this month, the way I used to, I remembered my old ambitions as a kid. I have opened up to the child in me and I am now listening to what she once wanted to be when she turned 30.. I hope to catch up with her more often and fulfill more of her dreams.. I am certainly more capable now to pick up from where I left..

On this note, the sweet smell of the past must be bottled safely, to be smelt every now and then - the fragrance of nostalgia, it is.

The year that was..

Another year goes by and we all begin to quantify the gains and losses to give out the verdict -
How has the passing year been ? Good, Bad, Better or just Great!
We tend to "conclude" when things come to an end.. and we are all 'at-it' in Dec each year:- )

Strike off the To-Do list and begin with  a new one, not to mention carry forward the wish list that couldnt be..
Mine is no different than this common human psyche.. as I delve into the past year..
A life changing relation begins with hubby and his extended family.
I have enjoyed insightful conversations on walks with Him, some amazing locations we've been to and simple moments spent with my family and well-wishers.

Professionally a decent year, I had projects all year round which kept on challenging my limits, though I still seek broader horizons on this frontier..But then greed is human nature and hunger for more keeps us going.
In midst of all this, I conclude that more than anything else, this year brings a lot of peace to me..I feel anchored more than ever and that gives me strength for a new start next year..

We gain by what adds to our experiences and memories and what gives strength to our relations..So this year, I will count my blessings and wish all my people all the warmth and happiness they can get.

Of course I have places to go, dreams to live, but more importantly , this year on I have an elixir of life which I can derive strength from, each time I fall..
We fall, we pick ourselves and we move on.. Cheers to a new start!