Sunday, 25 December 2016

2016... Thank god it's over...

It's been almost one year since I came to this place Pune. I am not sure whether the year 2016 was worst or this place Pune is. I remember how reluctant I was to leave Mumbai a year ago. Nor was I ready then nor am I today. Only I know what have I gone through after I came to this place.

It was not at all easy to leave a happening place like Mumbai and settle in such a sober place Pune. I have left back some of my amazing friends, my office and the place I loved the most. Today when this year is about to end, I look back and wonder what have I done this year. What has this place Pune given me so far? It has only given me a feeling of being a loser and has made me lonely than ever.

The only good thing that has happened this year are Adam and Eve. My two lovely cats :) No matter who stays with me or not, there is at least an assurance that they are always with me. I love them and I can proudly say they love me even more.

Love? Love is such a weird word. The more you give it to humans the more they begin to use you. But, it's not the same with the animals. Sometimes I feel how nice it would be if I could cut off all the contacts with the humans and stay surrounded just by animals. If ever I get a chance to choose a life of my own, then my world will be filled just with animals. At least they don't fake love.

So finally 2016 is going to end. Nope! it did not end just like that. It did not fail to bang me and churn me upside down before it is ending. It kept its promise and has successfully ruined me reminding me once again that I am in one hell of a place, Pune.

Good Bye 2016. Never come back!!!

Sunday, 4 December 2016

Randomness!!! Awesomeness!!!

Blogging!!! It is something where you pour your hearts content and feel out of the world. This place is the world where you can shout and scream your inner thoughts, which otherwise no one would have heard in your real world. I have made many friends in this world of blogging. Though I had never met them in personal, they are more closer to me than most of the people I have met in real. To be specific Ifrah Iman from Pakistan, Saru Singhal from New York, Fida Bosu from Malysia, Akshay Kumar G from Bangalore, Mithlash Jha from Delhi, Rajgopalan Ratnaraj from Chicago. I am glad to have been met you lovely people on this journey. When I had started blogging 6 years back I was not knowing where I was heading to. I had not even imagined that our companionship is going to be for so long. Yes, there are times when I am stucked up with so many things that I cannot give time here, but that never means that I have forgotten this place.

Blogging makes me proud. I read the old short-stories written by me and they make me so happy. Blogging has shown me a complete different side of me, which I never knew even existed. What makes me more happier is that my readers remembering my older posts even now and reminding me to write more. The other day when I was video chatting with one of my Blog friend Ifrah, she reminded me of an old post which I had written 2 years back and I was so surprised to know that. According to her, I should write more short-stories. :) My husband constantly gave me reminders to write something; not that I had not tried. But, nothing worked out. There are so many incomplete things fallen in my drafts which I am not able to complete.

My readers must have been thinking that why am I blabbering so much today. It's just that I have been away for too long from this place.So I thought to write the random thoughts that are hitting my mind like a storm and make a fresh start. After all there is a weird Awesomeness in this Randomness. Isn't it??? So here it goes. I will be around more often. See you guys...


Monday, 2 May 2016

Life Through A Bamboo Plant's Eyes...

I was born once again on that day. It was a day of a new life for me. My happiness knew no bound when, finally a lovely lady adopted me, from that dull boring gift shop. I was a little Bamboo Plant then and was happy anticipating my life full of care and love from this lady. On reaching my new home, to my surprise, she handed me over to a man and said, "Hey Sweetheart, since you love plants, I have brought this gift for you". He took me in his hands and began examining me closely, touching the tender leaves of mine with his bare hands. I hesitated. I was scared that he might hurt the delicate stems of mine with his harsh manly hands. He placed me in a plastic container with some water in it and kept me on a window pane. 

With open arms, I began enjoying the fresh air that gave me a feeling of independence. The mild sunlight kept me warm and cozy. This was everything I had wished for, while I was at that lifeless gift shop. My life changed in just one day and that too in a beautiful way. He kept visiting me every alternate day and served me new fresh water. Now, I was no more scared of him. He also sprayed some water on me, that gave me the tickling sensation and I felt so much loved. His care and attention made me feel on the top of the world and I grew like never before. The new leaves begun sprouting out of me. I was on the cloud nine.

In between all these good things, there was something crawling continuously behind my mind. The lady who had brought me to this home, not even once looked at me, after that first day. I saw her often here and there, but forget about touching me, she dint even gave a mere glance at me. Every time she passed by the window, I would eagerly look forward to her little attention. But, that day never came. My heart ached. I longed for her to touch me at least once that would make me feel complete. After all, there were only two people in my entire world.

I had overheard them discussing about me once. 
He had said, "Have you looked at our Bamboo plant? It's growing up."
She replied disinterestedly, "Oh! Is it?"
"Why don't you ever water it?," He questioned. 
She said, "Everything in this home, which is green in color belongs to you honey". Breaking my heart into hundred pieces, she had revealed on that day, that she doesn't like plants.

Days passed into weeks and weeks into months. Everything was normal in my life until that fateful day. He was going out of town for a few days. Before going he had filled my bowl with lots of water. It was unusual. I was never been filled with so much of water before. While leaving, he casually informed her to water me. I don't know if her mind had registered what he had said. First two days passed and I was already missing him. I had thought at least his absence would bring her a bit closer to me. But, I was wrong. I remained as an unwanted lifeless thing in her life.

Four days passed and the summer heat ruthlessly began depleting the water from my bowl. I was worried. After a few more days there was no water left. Not even a drop. I was thirsty. The hot sun made it even more miserable. I wanted to scream and call her out for help. I was dying. She remained ignorant of my plight. Not that it was her mistake. It was just that I never came into her mind. Two more days passed and my green leaves began to dry. Few of them turned into brown and I became weaker. I thought I would spend my last days recalling the good times of my life. I closed my eyes and smiled reliving the days, from the first day when I was brought to this home and ever since showered with so much love from him. I missed him. 

Due to the lack of water content in me, I had become very weak and weightless. The breeze was shaking me and I couldn't hold myself for long. I fell down from the window pane on the floor, with the thud noise, along with the plastic container that was holding me. Listening to the noise, she came running and saw me fallen on the floor. She picked me up in a panic state and for the first time ever I saw the compassion in her eyes for me. She placed me back on the window pane and ran inside only to return back with a mug of water. She not only served me the water that day but she also spoke to me. She touched me with her soft hands and said, "I am so sorry dear". She sprayed me with lots of water and I drank till my hearts content. 

From that day onwards, something changed. I cannot remember a single day since then, when she did not come and checked me out. She began loving me. It did take a few days for me to recover, but it was all worth it. The happy news is that, I heard that even He will be back to home tomorrow. The more new green leaves have started emerging out of me. To my surprise now there is another little Bamboo plant sitting next to me. I have got a new companion. But, no doubt, they love me more. I have got a complete family now.

Monday, 25 April 2016

A Dairy of a Girl...

{---FICTION---}


I had suppressed all of it in my heart for so long. But, for how long could I? If only it was that easy. Today morning I woke up to the unending stack of wishes in the WhatsApp group. No, these wishes were not for me. They were for my friend, Amrita. It was her First Wedding anniversary today. It did hit me hard and pushed me into the cyclone of the memories, churning me upside down, right and left. I had avoided thinking of this day since a long time. I had locked this part of my heart and threw away the keys. But, today it was like someone gained the entry into it, by breaking the walls of my heart, just to scratch this wounded part, so that I could relive that pain all over again. All I could do was helplessly let the silent tears flow down my eyes and do nothing to stop them.

So, its been one year today. One year isn't a long time. Or is it? I remember even now very clearly, how we both had boarded that train to attend Amrita's wedding on this day, an year back. It was that day we both came so close to each other. When I think of that time, even today the smile spreads across my face, only to leave my eyes wet later. I wonder how these beautiful memories turned into a sour one in such a short time. We came so close to each other on this day an year back, and today after one year we are no more than a strangers. I have deleted his mobile number and also he no more exists in my Facebook friend list today. In just one year he has turned from a stranger to someone extremely close and from that close one to the stranger again. One year isn't a long time. Or is it?

When I try to reflect this change in him, I wonder what was it that changed him so much. No. I was not ready then, nor I am ready now. Though I choose to be strong enough today, only I know how that 3 hours train journey and the events that followed later on this day an year back, has taken my life into the dark tunnel of never ending turmoil of emotions. I only wish he could understand. All I can do is to think of him and his memories and Sigh!

Saturday, 2 April 2016

A Fall...


I fell for you, being sure that you will catch me.
But, you were so busy looking somewhere else;
I fell so hard that I broke into thousand pieces.  





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