A rise from the ashes...

And just when u thought that this blog is surely dead, I rise again from the ashes (tada!) showing my head and chirping again like a phoenix...
You might ask where I was all these months( speaking directly from my fantasy world where you visited this place every week religiously, pining away, hoping for an update). The truth is there was so much happening that didn't know what to write...since past one year I have been staying away from home (ya, i am a big girl now :p ) and carrying on my own.. Learnt to cook( thankfully the cooking genes aren't lost out on me) learnt so many things about people, how to pretend( apparently an important thing, used in dealing with 99% of the population..1% you call family and friends :)  basically I have grown up, though still a lot to go..but a start it is!

It all started exacly an year ago, when I decided to go for a corporate training in Trivandrum. I was the sole one from my college, didn't know anybody and knew the upcoming journey will be a different experience. I just wasn't ready to go away from my home though( it is difficult once you spend 23 years of your life eating home food, outside food becomes less and less palatable), also the thought that you are going alone and the familiar faces are not going to be there just makes you a litle apprehensive. Anyway, it turned out to be a rollercoaster which I thoroughly enjoyed.
The most knowledge that you gain while living alone is not about the world, it is about "yourself". It acts as a mirror in showing you your true personality,
 limits, patience, and character. It throws you into a world where nobody knows you and tests your ability to form bonds, to hold out on your own. Whether you are a person everybody likes to be around or someone from whom everyone runs away. As it turned out, it taught me a number of things about myself. My positive points, things I need to work upon, it was an education I needed in order to truly know myself.

I made a few special friends, some passing acquaintances, and met a great many people who were just there at that place and time to be a part of my story.
So keep checking this resurrected blog as I share more about my experiences. :-)

P.S.- After seeing the enthralling beauty of Kerala, I can surely say it is definitely God's own Country :) 

A Sparkle is all I need!

Waiting for a smile, which will last forever
awaiting for a hand, whose hold won't waiver
Something on my mind, you have to come near and find
as I have been caught amidst the running thoughts
Some feelings are lost forever, some battles yet to be over
A game left to be defined, as it is all in the mind
The water is getting murky, cannot see the end
A blind jump, a leap of faith,
courage needed to fight the fiend 
A time will come maybe far than near
when the clouds will clear, a silver lining appears
But the heart whispers in greed
A sparkle is all I need!


P.S- After a long absence, here I am with my first attempt at poetry(not counting some crazy limericks written ages ago). I just could not break from the limerick rhyming, so if you are a real poetry fan then please don't judge :p

A few Good Men

Me: (asking the tenth auto wala in half an hour): Bhaiya, Pusa

Autowalla: Baithiye

Me: :O... Kitna loge

Autowalla: Meter

Me: :O ... acha

He stops his auto, comes out, helps in keeping my luggage.

On the way....

Autowalla: yeh jo saamne auto khade the, kitna le rahe the

Me: 180 rupai <*double the amount*> and baakiyon ne mana ker dia..

Autowalla: pata tha mujhe..yahi log dilli ke autoes ko badnaam kerte hay..pata nahi auto kyu chalate h jab savari ko nahi le jaana hota...

Madam! maine aj tak kissi be savari ko mana nahi kia...n main Bihar ka hoon..yahi log Bihariyon ko b badnam kerte hay...

Me: :O..hmmmm...

I sit silently pondering a few good men do exist.....

ps: he was actually funny to watch too. He stopped his auto just to click photograph of a group of peacocks and peahens!! and also bowed his head while passing by a Temple...

pps: n yea i asked him...bhaiya main ap ki phto le loon..mujhe blog main daalni h!!!

Autowalla: :O....!!

DIRTY Picture!!!really?!!

Vidya Balan has a belly which could give Adnan Sami's belly (read the -before-diet-image) a competition, the actors have looks which could make Ranvir Shorey look handsome, the script has dialogues which could embarrass family people, Storyline "Fashion" retold with a sorry ending.....yet the movie somewhere struck a chord...somehow it made me forget my cussing for IIT Delhi and its life...somehow it evoked hope against hope....somehow it inspired me to dream and believe...............and above all somehow it made me laugh to an extent of hurting my stomach muscles!!!

It is one hindi movie which I could recommend to my parents despite all its flaws because it taught me the following (through the most comical and sarcastic dialogues and their apt timings....)

1. Be real but do not forget to dream..............

2. Life is not hard but u can make it with ur reactions

3. It reminded me that I am still 22 and I have my whole life in front of me to experiment learn and succeed.....

4. It gave me food for thought to ponder upon which is alwayz a cliche but still I never realized it: Believe in your self when no one else does; never feel lonely when u are alone coz u have urself wid u; u might initially make mistakes in makin friends but do not regret coz they won't make it to ur future; and actually never regret any mistake.......

In short

Dream, Desire and Devote all your time, vigor and optimism to it

ps....never judge a movie by its trailer!!:PP

pps... emran hashmie breaks his characteristic record by kissing less number of times than vidya and i am talkin about smooches!!:PP

Tempest....(Random musings part 2) :PP

Prisms broken
illusions shattered
miasma shrouds
hope bows down
two strings to hold
one fate to savor
one struggle to go
wont let it go
swinging swaying
whirling around
last crumbs allude
countdown down
fallling glory glorified drowning
crumpled content
illusions quelled
burnt sepia ashes arise
botttomless abyss guised
flummoxed, asphyxiated shuddered I
agitated, retaliated, halted, numbed, sighed......

Random Musings...

 I have always been fascinated with anything related with investigation/mysteries/figuring out something. I guess we all are at some level, it all depends on our level of curiosity and as I am an extremely inquisitive person (maybe nosy sometimes, but only with my closed ones ;) this field has always been a kind of personal favorite.
Infact if I would have studied abroad and had options to choose from the infinite number of courses, I would have definitely taken up subjects like criminal psychology and forensic sciences in my curriculum. (will take up my fascination with Guns in other post, as some may find that or me scary *straight face* )

Well, agreed that the picture we see in TV/Movies or read in books is surely made glamorous and romanticized, but isn't there always an excitement in solving something. There is always a new case, new process of thinking, new beginnings, new findings in the lives of people who work in this area. I can imagine how there cannot be a feeling of mundaneness coming into their lives. Or maybe it is not just related to this field only, anybody can find their kinds of problems and choose a profession in which he/she has the pleasure to not just work on them, but be so involved  in that work that it feels exciting and charged up to go to work every morning ( Dragging yourself off the bed is a huge task everyday, especially in winters.. I completely empathize with people who do that :p )

In my quest of still discerning my interest in the work that I want to do, I now atleast have an idea of what I don't want to... Still, I want to be able to do get up all enthused to go to work, with even half the level of excitement that we used to have in our childhood about the next day "picnic". Also it would have to be the icing on the cake, to get a nice return so that the weekends can be all about shopping and splurging ;)

Don't you want to really enjoy your work? Or the money alone can keep you satisfied?




P.S - Here is a video that might be of some interest if you are a Lie to me, Castle, House, Bones, CSI Fan ;) or even a little interest in human psychology http://www.ted.com/talks/pamela_meyer_how_to_spot_a_liar.html?awesm=on.ted.com_Meyer&utm_campaign=&utm_medium=on.ted.com-static&utm_source=facebook.com&utm_content=awesm-publisher

P.P.S.- I have exams lined up for me, so posts may not be that frequent. Still don't ditch us ;)

The Perfect Pose and Poise!

Hey it's been so long!! Now I have decided that instead of writing long posts( which have to be planned), I will try to write whatever is going on in my head so as not to be absent for so long..

Today I saw Fatima Bhutto's interview at CNBC. I had seen her speech at Sydney's writers fest earlier, but today I was even more impressed by her charisma! She is the estranged niece of Benazir Bhutto, who lives in U.K and is vocal about the destructive politics happening in Pakistan.

You actually come across a handful of individuals who posses beauty with brains(I definitely do not find every second girl easy on the eye as some of my guy friends do :P). So coming back to Fatima, her speech was frank, spoken with style and aplomb which only true leaders posses, with excellent command over english, and if I were a guy I could have spend the time by just gazing at her.. ( I can imagine the jokes I may have to suffer for this line, but the truth is for all to see ;)

Also she shared my views on Pakistan, I guess she was speaking only the truth. She starts with facts and figures about Pakistan, degrading political situations, terrorist activities and gave the real picture.
Well there are very few people whom I start admiring so easily, and she is now in my list. In her interview she exuded positive aura, with her elegant smile in place and gave the perfect answers.

After that and some time spent(or wasted :-l) googling about her, I now have 2 books on my list of "Want to read" books ( 8:50 a.m. and Songs of Blood and Swords... The "should read" list is another story( which often remains forgotten)

Anyways, here is the link of her impressive speech for those of you in whom I generated an iota of interest Fatima Bhutto's Speech :)
Cheers,
Shaily