In Pursuit of Happiness !

Prompted @ Tell a Tale.

As he opened his eyes in his lavishly-adorned,palitial bedroom on an early Sunday morning,he was startled to notice her unfamiliar absence by his side.

With half-opened eyes,he jumped out of his bed,and advanced towards the living room.Not finding here there,he got overpowered by a sense of anxiety.He called out for,in an audibly upsetting tone, "Madeline,where the hell are you,love?",as he made his way towards the guest room.His call was left unanswered.ating t

He was almost jolted out of his senses,when he did not find her there too. Feeling an adrenaline rush,he stood there for a moment,taking support from the bed-side table before retreating to their beloved bedroom.

Without giving a second thought,he hurriedly entered the room and approached her study table,as if driven by some divine intervention. Skimming through the contents of her expensive, sandalwood reading-table,his eyes fell upon a small note,addressed to him.Without wasting a second,he caught hold of it and opened the leaflet,that contained the following message written in her impressive handwriting:

"Happy Anniversary,William!

You've been a wonderful husband throughout.It was priviledge being your better-half.

But I guess,its time that I succumb to my inner voice.

I am leaving for my divine sojourn in the Himalayas,this morning!

You gave me everything,but I believe,that I now need a little more.I am leaving behind everything (that's you),in search of 'Moksha',my childhood desire and aspiration (as you already know.)

Hope,you would understand my quest for this spiritual accomplishment!

Yours in regret,

Madline"

He choked back silent tears as he finished her letter.Perhaps,these were the last words for him,from his beloved wife of 40 years!

Silence !

Prompted @ Tell A Tale

(The prompt was to write a story on the theme of 'silence.')

A beautiful Sunday morning!

The sky was slightly overcast with dull grey tufts of clouds.Mariel admired the sudden romantic mood of nature,while getting into the front seat of her rickety car.The poor thing was more than two decades old.It was almost on the verge of giving up,after long years of hard labour and rough handling.As Mariel settled in her seat,fixing her seat-belt ,she noticed David (who was on the wheels) murmuring something in his characteristic tone.

Not wanting to ruin her cheerful mood,she asked him gently,

"What is it,Davy?"

"Nothing.I am just sick of this old car.Want to get rid of it as soon as possible,but why would you care to help me? I am at a loss to understand why don't you just let me dispose it off?" he answered in an authoritative manner.

"Oh! Come on, love.You very well know how much this poor thing means to me,to us! It was in this very car,that we brought our newborn Mary to home from the maternity clinic.It is special for both of us! Isn't it?" She replied in a soothing tone.

"Yeah,yeah.I know.Thanks for reminding me time and again." His voice became softer,as he reached out for her hand,and gently placed his over hers.

Neither of them spoke a single word for the next few minutes.It seemed as if both of them were lost in their treasured memories.Then,just as they were about to reach the airport,David broke the unsettling silence,saying

"Lovely memories,aren't they?"

"Oh! Truly cherishing and simply unforgettable" she answered in a matter-of-fact manner.

He continued further,"Do you remember,how much Mary adored this car as a child? See,these lovely bells were hung by her,when she was just ten." He said,pointing towards the wind chimes,that werehanging on the rear-view mirror.

She reached out to caress them with her wrinkled hands, and said,

"It seems as if time just flew away.One moment,she was our beloved,little girl who couldn't imagine to stay away from us even for a minute,but now she has been living her life all by herself ,for the last 6months in her university hostel. Away from you,from me.Away from Us." At this moment stream of tears flew down her cheeks,as she continued,

"You know why I can't afford to part with this rickety car? Its because,somehow it keeps me connected with the nostalgic memories of my beloved daughter! Though I can't aford to keep her with me all my life,atlaest I can derive some amount of solace,by treasuring a few of her childhood memories through this dumb and good-for-nothing car! We brought her Home in This!" Just then,she felt his left hand on her drooped shoulder,gently caressing it.

This sweet gesture conveyed his silent approval of her heartfelt decision.Wiping away her tears,with an incipient smile on her wrinkled face,she said mockingly,

"See,you made me cry yet again and,the tears ruined my eye make-up! Now would you mind lending me your prized hankerchief,so that I could fix up my make-up?"

Without uttering a single word from his mouth,he passed on his crisp,white hankerchief to his lady-love,and smiled back.

They enjoyed the rest of their journey,in an air engulfed in a beautiful silence!

Is this what we call, "Love"??

Sometimes when I see around,looking at my friends,cousins and other unknown youngsters of my age,I am often intrigued. each of them has an all together different woe to share.I find them lonely, even amidst a hoard of friends,family and teachers. Though,these innocent young minds are still standing at the thresholds of manhood/womanhood,yet all of them have already had their share of grown-up experiences.Even within the tender age group of 16-21,all of them have already "loved and lost" atleast once in their lives,to say the least!

The fragility of human relationships gives a serious jolt to my innocent dispositions every now and then.Its just so disgusting. Isn't it?

Well,I am certainly not against the whole circle of loving and being loved. Love is undeniably,the most beautiful relationship that anyone can ever get into.But what makes me surprised,is the misinterpretation concerning love,rampant among the young hearts.

Love is not just a "Boyfriend-girlfriend" relationship! (By the way,the entire notion behind the bf-gf concept among todays's youth is ample enough to send a shiver down Adam-Eve's hearts!)

Love doesn't gives the license to play with your lover's heart,emotions and life. Its certainly not just about sending perennial text messgaes to your so-called soulmate or, constantly buzzing him/her esp at the odd hours of the day.Its not about exchanging roses and love-letters,and keeping fake Karwachauths(yes,FAKE!!!) in lieu of getting expensive gifts in return from your so-called hubby-to-be. Its even more disgusting to see some foolish girls breaking the sanctity of this esteemed custom,without even knowing a speck about its essence.I believe,its no less than a sacrilage!

Love is not about roaming hand in hand along the lake-side,just to exhibit a public display of your love.Its not about going for shopping together,expecting your lover to reimburse your extravagent bills.Its certainly not about checking out the fancy restraunts together, and then skimming through their fancy menu cards to lay hands on the most pocket-friendly platter.Its not about going on long drives playing ear-blasting music(in open jeeps,fancy cars) disrupting the traffic by rash driving.

My question is,Do we really need love at this stage of life.?

Is it even required?

Is it right to go through the trauma of heartbreaks and breakups, at the very onset of teenage?

By doing so,aren't we demeaning the sanctity of love?

Well,my answer to this would be,Yes. We certainly are depriving love of its natural charm and poise! It is really easy getting hooked with someone,but its inexplicably tougher to carry forward the relationship with a balanced amount of grace and dignity.In today's fast moving world,its not tough 'finding love',there are so many hungry hearts around ,yearning for love.But isn't it unfair,to get involved with someone,just for the sake of it?

How can you push yourself to love just about anyone or anybody who comes your comes your way? For what?

Just to please your peers,or your so-called 'deserted soul',or,just to showcase yourself as an eye-candy for others?

What makes life more tragic are,the abrupt decisions that we youngsters take in order to get rid of these relationships! No wonder,'break-ups' are the talk of the day.We find it so easy to put an end to these once-so-precious (now-not-so-precious) relationships,without even realising the consequences.Do we? Don't we?

I am sorry,if my write-up causes displeasure to any of you reading this.I wrote this,keeping in mind a veri special friend, who is having a hard time,dealing with her 'break-up'.

Dearie,don't loose hope.If He is the 'one',the 'One' meant for you, he would eventually come back or,rather you would give him a chance to prove his mettle.For the time being,let life take the best decision for both of you.Stop fretting over it!

Its neither your Loss,nor his Gain!

As I said earlier,Time is the most potent healer in the entire Kayenaat.Give your relationship some time.Just let time slip by.Eventually,it would bring out the answers to all your queries!

Let destiny and time weave their magic in your life!

Bloom again,to life.

Don't loose hope.As I often say,

Stay calm,

'The worst is yet to come'.

Marriage Bliss!

This post is dedicated to my friend,Soumya.
Just a few days before,she rang up in lieu of informing me about her wedding! I was swept off the floor on receiving this sudden news,to say the least.
Here goes a tiny message to her:

Girlie, I may not have reciprocated the love and warmth that you showered upon me, overwhelmingly.But just take it for granted,that I do love you (I really do!) and shall always be there to guide you through adverse times.Don't forget, I am just a call away!

Congratulations,for the wedding.
May the two of you be together, till eternity!
Here goes a small poem, as my tribute to your wedding:



(The) most memorable institution created by mankind,that

arouses nostalgic memories of a beautiful past,

rekindles glittering hopes of a golden future ahead,

reaffirms our faith in the eternal unity of the two souls,and

immaculately binds them in a relationship of a lifetime,

adorable,enchanting and alluring as ever,it

guarantees the onset of a beautiful journey,fraught with

exquisite experiences of countless yesterdays,todays and tomorrows.

A Nameless Relationship !!

Dearest Muskan ma'am, this article is dedicated to you,on the ocassion of your Birth Day!

During our temporary sojourn on this beautiful planet,we come across a lot of people.May be a few hundreds or thousands of them. We build up innumerable prejudices and notions regarding each of them. We admire some, we hate some, we rebuke some, we get jolly with some, we love some, we miss some, we instantly hit along with some, and we hate to even recollect some of them! We become friends with a few of them and develop close intimacies.

Now the friends, that we make are also of various sorts. Some of the friends are perennial,they stay by us throughout our lives, some of them move out of our vicinity and unfortunately, are never seen again. Yet,some others are available in times of celebrations or crisis, and some of them are even Worse than the worst of foes!

I have come across a number of people,in my short span of life. But rarely only a few of them, touched my heart in the true sense of the words. Among such treasured people in my life includes, you. I remember meeting you during my internship session in the studios of Big92.7 Fm. From day one,we hit along instantly. You were more like an elder sister or a mother to me, during those amazing days. Deeply concerned about my health, studies, teenage emotions, hurdles, failures, everything! I recollect vivid memories of our early morning 5:00 A.M. trips to the office,riding on the deserted roads. With half-opened eyes too,we managed to pull the breakfast show,"Big Chai" pretty decently.Creating the fabric (content) for the day,downloading clips from the FTP,getting the callers, managing the telox, looking for news highlights of the day, selecting the perfect songs to gel well with the weather,hunting for horoscopes to be telecasted, selecting the questionaire for contests and quizzes on-air, getting the traffic updates from Sunaina, fetching the weather and bollywood updates just on time. Despite these early morning chores, we used to kickstart our day enfused with energy and enthusiasm. Thank you, for giving me such beautiful memories to recollect, time and again.

Thank you, for taking the extra pains,just to ensure my well being and happiness in the office, for giving me wonderful surprises on my Birthdays, for sharing a few of the darkest secrets of your life with me, for beaming smiles at me round the clock in lieu of keeping me happy, for cooking something special for me at times, for giving due credit to my hardwork and dedication time and again, for counting on me, and most importantly, for making me feel so desperately wanted and loved!

The second round of my internship was never that memorable, probably because it lacked that peculiar whiff of your concern and affection!

I have so much to write,that I could probably go on and on. But due to the time constraints, I will keep it short and crisp, for the time being. Here's a small self-composed poetry dedicted to you and our relationship:

(Its a loop poetry)

It felt great,

great to be with you,

you made my days,

days so loveable,

loveable memories to relive,

relive the essence of our beautiful relationship,

relationship that binds us together,

together in a bond of love,

love that is so pure,divine,

divine were the moments that we spent together,

together we shall remain in this way for ever and ever!

Silence conveys it all!

I strongly believe,that there are times in life,when our silence conveys emotions far more eloquently than Words. Once in a while,we adhere to silent ruminations in lieu of breaking the monotony of words. At times,we find a strange tinge of comfort and tranquility in our obsessive-compulsive silence. In such phases of life,silence becomes the most potent expression of our inner turmoil and conflict. May be,I am experiencing one such passing phases in my life!

May be,I don't wish to get out of this soothing refuge of silence. Or may be, I don't want to belittle the significance of my heartfelt feelings,by conveying them through mere words and gestures.I wish to sink in its ever multiplying depth,and get away with the harsh times.

This post is dedicated to all my college mates,who adorned my life for the last three years.But with utmost regret and remorse,I have to embrace the crude reality of your subsequent departure from my world.

The unforgettable memories of our amazing college life, would keep enriching our lives with mixed hues of happiness, joys ,sorrows and regrets. May we scale greater heights,with each passing year in our lives.

This one's for you,chums:

Pooja,Ekta,Mansi,Rucheera,Noor,Kanishka,Deepika,Swinky,Shruti...and specially for Kanika.

As far as the verbal expressions of our parting feelings are concerned,

"May be you'll never know,my be I'll never show !!!:

I am so glad to have met...

In the journey of life,

I am so glad to have met,

someone special like you,

special beyond comprehension,

adorable beyond the scope of words,

indespensable beyond the array of emotions.

Needless to say,you complete me,

in every single way!

I am so glad to have met,

someone special like you,

who changed my life for the better,

gave me countless more reasons,

to smile and embrace life,

with an invincible spirit.

You made me familiar,

with the psychology of life,

a smile for a smile,and

a tear for a tear!

I am so glad to have met,

someone special like you,

who stood by me,

through the roughest times,

and has promised to remain,

by my side now and forever,

and this is what makes you,

all the more Special!

Raindrops..

Rebelling against the sweltering mother Earth,they

adorn her with lusturous water globules,

instigating me to become one with

nature's playful moods, and

devote myself completely in admiring the

romantic vibes of the timid clouds,that seem

overwhelmed by their impulsive outpours, that

paint the canvas of earth in hues of blue,by their

showers of happiness, hopes and blessings.

The Final Goodbye!

Inspired by & submitted to,
The Story Teller.
(The Story Teller is a blog that prompts us to write short stories,in congruence with the theme that "Every picture tells a story!" This picture is this week's prompt,and here's my take on it.)
I forgot to mention,its my first attempt at story writing.Bear with me!


He kept staring at her pale and beautiful face, its beauty marred by the ever multiplying wrinkles and dark circles.As he sat still,admiring its fading beauty for one of the last times ever, memories of their togtherness began flooding his mind. It broke his heart to see the most beautiful woman of his life, at the threshold of death. It was emotionally draining and devastating for him. Being a neurosurgeon himself, he could do nothing to ensure her survival.A string of tears flew down his cheeks,as he held her fragile hand in his, perhaps for the last time ever.

At that very moment, as if guided by some divine inspiration, she opened her puffy eyes slowly, one by one. Basking in the glory of this treasured moment, he felt as if his heart almost skipped a beat. She tried to mutter a word or two. But, words betrayed her bereaved soul. Even he chocked back tears, as he spoke. But,all that he could say was, "You gave me everything..." Ironically, this mere sentence encapsulated all that he wnted to vent out.

For the next few moments,they communicated in a non-verbal language through Eyes. Their eyes conveyed everything, that had been left unsaid! His, conveyed his heartfelt gratitude towards her, for giving him a LIFE! His eyes were the embodiment of his admiration for the generous woman, who had given refuge to an unfortunate orphan, in her home years ago. His eyes thanked her for her unending, overwhelming love, care and affection that she had been showering upon him ever since.Just then, he noticed a stream of tears welling up in her eyes. With a tug at his heart, he kissed her pale forehead, and just as he was about to bid her a final adieu, he witnessed a tragedy of the worst magnitude. He hold onto her hand as she heaved her last breath, and her soul departed for the heaven. He stood there for a moment or two ,admiring his foster mother for one last time and questioning the untimely exit of his,Saviour!

Tagged!

Tagged by Dewdrops!!

So,here are 25 random things about me.

• I am a thinker, dreamer and seeker.


• I love admiring nature in its changing moods, preferably rains (rainy winters,to be precise!!)


• I am the only child of my parents. So,I am well versed with the joys and sorrows of being an only child:(


• Almighty has blessed me with a good number of friends. So many of them, that I have probably lost count by now.


• I have never been in a relationship. I am yet to come across my destined "Mr. Special", someone possessing the qualities of head and heart:)


• I am a compulsive-obsessive reader and writer.


• I have had too many crushes nad have been a crush of many:))


• I dream of bcoming the Best daughter, Best friend, Best wife, Best daughter-in-law and the Best mother in the world!


• I am super sensitive and super emotional.I get attached to people, places and things quite easily, without any rhyme or reason.
  
• I forgive and forget quite effortlessly,no matter what!!!


• I just love spending time with myself. Now, that's another obsessive-compulsive disorder that has gripped me.


• I am scared of heights and speeds!


• I admire myself for easily empathising with people and situations.


• I easily adapt myself to compromises:)


• I am proud of my impressive personality and equally impressive linguistics:)


• Its high time that I shed off the erraneous Leave-Me-Alone and I-D'ont-Want-To-Say-Anything attitude. Trust me, I am highly ashamed of this inherent shortcoming.


• I reside in a realm of books and blogs.


• I am a big time foodie. I love gorging on kebabs, biryanis, choupseys, sizzlers and fish curries.


• I love catching up with friends over a cup of coffee. Trust me, they are the best ways of enjoying those awaited reunions.
  
• I am a shopaholic! Though, I discovered it quite recently. I have a huge collection of accessories and jewellaries. I have an exclusive cupboard dedicated to them. Over the years, I have also accumulated a huge collection of handbags, wallets and mobile covers:)


• Surprisingly, contrary to the usual trends, whereby girls don't pay heed to gizmos, I have been catching up with gadgets and gizmos, since long. I have been regularly updating my collection of cell-phones, i-pods, digicams, digital diaries, handycams, etc. So, I beleive that I am quite tech-savvy:)


• I am addicted to friends, food and blogging.


• I am overwhelmingly garrulous. My friends call me a chatter-box. I hate keeping my mouth shut! Though, I am patient listener, too.


• I hate mathematics!


• I loved completing this tag. Though, I am a little disappointed that it reached its conclusion, pretty soon. I would have loved to continue...