Virgin Meri.....

Brands and Apparels, I simply love them. I mean who doesn't like clothes? Right? It's the basic necessity after food!

A couple of days back, I was checking out some apparel brands online. One brand caught my attention. "OFFBEAT", a T shirt brand with amazing, wacky one liner tees. It started to interest me. Since, I had not bought anything for myself for a long time now, my greed for the same grew.

Of the lot I narrowed down to one T shirt that had my sunsign "Aquarius" printed on it. I at once ordered it. A few minutes later I got a call from the customer care confirming my order, and the female voice said,"You will receive your order in three working days."

Obviously I was excited to try my Tshirt on. Prompt by service, my tee was delivered in three days. When I opened the parcel instead of "Aquarius" I received a "Virgo" tee.... I realized soon I must have clicked on the wrong one. "Never mind", I told myself, the tee has this sexy female printed on it said ,"All Eyes are on Me and I enjoy the Attention." I knew I wasn't going to return this one. But i conveniently forgot my friends and folks knew I am not a Virgo ;)

So yesterday I decide to wear the tee to go out for lunch with my family comprising of 22 members. My kid brother walks up to me, reads my Tshirt and gives me a puzzled look.... "Virgo"? Since when have you become a Virgo????" I had to hide what stupid mistake I had committed, obviously the answer had to a good one so that there are no further questions. To end the conversation I just said," Spelling mistake, Virgin... It should have been Virgin."

And we had a hearty laugh about it, who knew just a click on the mouse button could generate such amused expressions. Little did I do, but in the end everyone laughed. Oh! Virgin, "Virgin meri , TSHIRT..."

Does anybody hear her ???

She is running
A hundred miles an hour in the wrong direction
She is trying
But the canyon's ever widening
In the depths of her cold heart
So she sets out on another misadventure just to find
She's another two years older
And she's three more steps behind

Does anybody hear her? Can anybody see?
Or does anybody even know she's going down today
Under the shadow of our steeple
With all the lost and lonely people
Searching for the hope that's tucked away in you and me
Does anybody hear her? Can anybody see?

She is yearning
For shelter and affection
That she never found at home
She is searching
For a hero to ride in
To ride in and save the day
And in walks her prince charming
And he knows just what to say
Momentary lapse of reason
And she gives herself away

Does anybody hear her? Can anybody see?
Or does anybody even know she's going down today
Under the shadow of our steeple
With all the lost and lonely people
Searching for the hope that's tucked away in you and me
Does anybody hear her? Can anybody see?

If judgment looms under every steeple
If lofty glances from lofty people
Can't see past her scarlet letter
And we've never even met her

If judgment looms under every steeple
If lofty glances from lofty people
Can't see past her scarlet letter
And we've never even met her

Never even met her
(Never Even Met her)

Does anybody hear her? Does anybody see?
Or does anybody even know she's going down today
Under the shadow of our steeple
With all the lost and lonely people
Searching for the hope that's tucked away in you and me

Does anybody hear her? (Does anybody hear her?) Does anybody see? (Does anybody See?)
Does anybody even know she's going down today?
Under the shadow of our steeple (shadow of her steeple)
With all the lost and lonely people (Lost and Lonely people)
Searching for the hope that's tucked away in you and me
Does anybody hear her? Does anybody see?

I guess there is nothing more to write after this....

Lighting up lives :)

TRULY, MADLY , DEEPLY...

Belief is what makes me strong. Trust is what I learn when I know I believe.

She walks into my room, only to find me glued to my laptop. Her vibrant smile lights up my room. I try and avoid her presence, but its rather difficult. She is always in this self defending mood, which at times pisses me off. She mocks me to the best of her ability and I am left with nothing to say.

But I believe in her and I am sure she trusts me, I know, it’s not over confidence its my faith in her. I know I don't have to search for her, for when I look she is standing just besides me. She irritates me, but has taught me to be patient; she mocks me, but has taught me not to run away from me, she leaves me speechless with a thought of her being so special.

I love you my dear friend, for you have trusted me, for what I am I owe a part to you, for what I see, I know you discovered it, for how I love I learnt it from you......

Correction Fluid

This week is an important week at the work place. We are banking on big tie ups and better revenue sources. We need to expand our business and make our presence felt in the town . So each one of us are working really hard to achieve targets.

A couple of days back I was sitting with the Accounts head of our firm, Mr. Deshpande. Brilliant man!!! He walked in my cabin and asked me to make available certain documents of income and expenditure. Like always I called for a cup of tea for him. Before we jumped into actual business Deshpande ji inquired about my well being. I told him that things were ok with me and I just hoped they would get better. He looked a little surprised!!I then told him about the surgery i underwent and the pain that it had caused. He then asked me how do you feel about the entire experience. I could only say, "I have been to hell and back. Sir a little fun turned out to be a disaster. It was my mistake."

Here's when the experienced man speaks. There was a bottle of correction fluid on my desk. He picked the bottle and asked me what it was. I told him that is used to correct the mistakes we make while writing, mistakes that we usually make while typing and mistakes that we see in the printed material. He smiled and again asked me what it was. I told him the same thing. He then said, "I am asking you what it is and you are telling me what is its purpose."

I took a pause. His question was very obvious but I interpreted it. Isn't this the same situation that we experience in our relationships too. Our parents, our friends, our lover do say things with "no pun intended", yet we make it complicated and start deriving our own meaning.

Like a correction fluid is used to correct mistakes, our experiences in life are used to not to commit mistakes. I have a chance  to rectify my mistakes and I am already in the process to do that. You have a chance too, grab it before its too late.

Capitulation

''Alex you are hurting me...."

Samantha knew her life was dedicated to the almighty and that she knew she will be away from all the worldly pleasures all her life. Who knew just one incidence could change her life forever.

"Dear Lord my life is dedicated to you. I know i am not meant for this world. My soul, I sold it to you...." Samantha is disturbed tonight. The fragrance in the air is distracting her. Her prayers, she is unable to complete them. She is forgetting the verses.

"Alex", a distant voice calls out. The candle that Samantha is about to light drops from her hand. Samantha at once goes down on her knees, "Forgive me lord for I have sinned, his deep blue eyes, saw through me, made me feel naked." Samantha lived in the Church of St. Andrews since she was seven. She grew up to be the most beautiful girl in the town. But her presence was felt only to the four walls she confined to.

"Alex, what are you doing here, you know its a sin" Alex holds Samantha very close to him, they grow closer, so close that its hard to decipher their shadows. "Alex, you are hurting me."

"Love, can never hurt Samantha. Love in its purest form is you. Your eyes, in them i see my unborn, your hand when I hold, makes me stronger."
 "Get away from me Alex I smell of you".
"Come closer to me Samantha, my soul smells of you."

A sin was committed and both Alex and Samantha knew there is no way back. The Church and the authorities would kill them both. They decide to elope and start a new life. But love my friends come with a lot of conditions. But Alex and Samantha were inseparable.

Today I sit in the porch with Samantha listening to her story, and my eyes are filled with tears. "If only I could love with no conditions apply."

Love, Respect and Pride

My facebook status this morning said,"Watch out ... I am back in action."

After 45 days, today, I finally resumed my work. Had been on this long journey of self exploration and patience testing. I have evolved of this as a totally new person. What makes me different? Love, Respect and Pride- these make me a different person altogether.

This morning I polished my woodland shoes, selected a well ironed green shirt over black trousers, dressed to kill.... Yeah yeah! a little exaggeration is just OK once a while, isn't it? I was about to wear my shoes when my maa walked into my room and she saw me struggling. I was unable to tie my shoe lace.At once she said, "leave it, let me do that for you." Frankly speaking I felt like jumping off the cliff that very moment, out of shame. But I couldn't help it. I had to ask her to tie them. I then sat into the car and started heading in the direction that i had almost forgotten. My work place :), on my way I thought it was my mom's pure love for me that she helped me with the shoe lace.

In another 20 mins or so I was at my work place, the guard at the main gate stood in attention and his characteristic salute made me feel really good. When I entered my cabin I saw my table in perfect conditions. My office boy said,"Madam aap aane wale the na, to saaf karke rakha hai." My colleagues started to come in and inquire about my well being . The respect I get from them makes me feel really responsible.

I had to settle down quickly because I had to see the pending work for the day. I also had to get the updates from one of my colleagues. BlackBerry pops this sms. I read it, its from Yam. I have a smile on my face. I forget I have so much work to do. I reply to that sms. And it continues through out the day. Its the pride that I have lost. Pride that was making me hollow from inside. Its Yam who made me realize, I can do better for myself.

Three different emotions all in one day.... phewww!!!!! what a power packed day I have had. I need some rest now.