bring in the lights

as a kid and still holi remains my fav festival as compared to diwali.. reason is simple.. NO NOISE ...

i have stopped celebrating with fire crackers as a kid itself.. never liked the loud noise and the smell of burnt crackers .... but what put me off them was a gory television message during the good ol doordarshan days, requesting kids not to play with fire cracker as there are thousands of innocent kids loosing their eyes and even life while making them...

i tried googling it ... dang could not find it ... it was a beautiful peace of work which had stirred my heart as a lil girl... 

today in the morning when i went with dexter for his morning walk, it was a pleasant surprise to see the amount of leftovers from the crackers was atleast 40 - 50 % less. Earlier when i would go down with dexter it would be like the roads have a carpet of white, red, silver and golden paper to welcome us and today we just had small shredded rugs here and there...

i wish for a diwali only full of lights and sweets.. what it originally meant to be... the celebration of victory of good over evil... hope we too gain victory over our evil practice of  bursting fire crackers at the cost of risking lives of innocent children, supporting child labor and increasing pollution.....

i wish though i find that doordarshan video online....... 

          Happy pollution free & happiness filled Diwali to all

being we or being me ??

i always had this internal anguish ... should i try to fit in or be just me ...

boundaries sometimes define who we are and other times defy who we are ...

creating them or not is i guess not the question as most of us do that first, consciously or unconsciously ....

following them is the question.. we all grapple with later on ...

society is out there to label your failure or success in staying within the boundaries ..

and how you feel about letting this effect your being is how your life revolves

it may not be such a bad thing as i feel society if too oppressing will not survive if its boundaries are not based on respect for all those within its boundary and is just to all ...

else it will be time to make newer boundaries....

borrowing from history though, the bar is heavier towards those who broke boundaries and followed their heart.. to help or destroy others...

maybe that is what is the gist.. fit in or stand out.. choice is mine... as long as it does not harm others....

dexter at it again !!!!!!!

well i have this one life time member dexter fan club and you can guess that member !!!!!

no really, who ever meets dexter does always asks me about his new antics.... and that always make my day, usually i hate narrating stuff but when its dexter am all game as many times.....

ya i know i sound so lame .... but then am honest .... cheeky right !!

well dexter off late has been obsessed with sleeping in the balcony coz cool wind blows there and there is a fan which is angled at his ass... so he loves the feel of artifical air on his ass and natural air all over :P

one night my parents decided to swap rooms and in the process dexter had to sleep in the balcony as i had closed the door by mistake and he is particular about sleeping at night in my parents room...

in the morning i wake up with a rude shock ... dexter puts his paw on my stomach and gives me two whacks with his paw............

and my ma is rolling on the floor laughing and i wonder what did i do to deserve this wake up love... ma then enlightened me....

the whole day was spent in laughing at this incident.....

ya i know u might not find it funny... guess coz ur sense of humour is not developed :P

impressions

not been able to grab hold of comp to key in my thoughts...

too many drifting memories... too many random thoughts....

but i realised writing helps to get over the pain the anguish the doubt and bring in more clarity .......


starting with disheartening stuff...

snuggles and his lady had given birth to a white fur ball three months back and he did fill the lives of all the animal lovers in our building with love and fun

our watchmen would lift this cutey on the table and play with him, our laundry guy would hug him and feed him biscuits everyday, my bro would play with him... even brought him up to get introduced to dexter, ok the lil boi freaked out to put it very mildly.. mom would watch his antics from the window ... in short... we all loved him... i really dint get much time with him and yet i grew fond of him

and one fine day i stopped seeing him around............................

you must have guessed it...

we all were upset for a few days... right now thinking about him is moistening my eyes...

life.. i guess is all about living happy, more about bringing happiness to others... mortality is alll about living after leaving in the hearts of people who have known you and love you still

this lil boi taught a wonderful lesson to me... i too hope after i die i live in the hearts of few (greedy make it many !!!) in  a happy way....

wut an idea sir ji !!

i just loved the idea mobile advt on "batien karne ke liyeh basha ki jaroorat nahi hoti" ( loosely translated : you dont need to understand the launguage to communicate with eachother)

this reminds me of the incident my mother narrated to me long back, since my parents are bengali when they came to bombay 35 years back, ma did not know a single word of hindi and baba's vocab was bare minimum but ma and her two neighbours one maharashtrian and other south indian too dint have a common language but would have animated discussions whenever the ladies had time....

its amazing that we can communicate not just with other humans but also animals and plants without knowing their language and yet we refuse to communicate at times with our loved ones...

at home too we celebrate ganapati durga puja christmas with the same zeal and freak out on da biryani we get at friends over eid......

so in this case food knows no language ... ha ha

our ganapati this year

tick tock ...big talk !!!

i love to read quotes everyday.. and each time i read a beautiful line, i am amazed at the wit .. sometimes the wisdom and yet other times the pain behind a sentence that either tells a story and yet makes you laugh .. some make you sit back and think and realize the thought could not be better communicated and yet others awaken you to a new world of thoughts ..... ya quotes really make me want to be one the people who would be made alive through the smiles. the thoughts. the tears, the empathy of others from time to time..... 

but honestly i hate the preachy kind of quotes teaching the value of time...  of course time is ticking away and we need to make good use of it but talking about accounting for seconds even with the poetic or quotic license is like going tooo far .... come on.. 

thank god then the people dint know bout nano second else in the quotes they would ask us to keep track of that too....

and how much time is wasted in keeping track...... so how do i make use of the time ?

simple.. sit back .. relax .. do what your heart tells mostly and other times listen to your head.... even if odds r against you... u become more odd and beat it in its game.....

i think life is not how you make it or what you do with it... its more about what you discover and what you learn and know what to unlearn... you waste time but gain wisdom... you make little more but gain peace.. 

i think a person is successful and accomplished in life only when you give more than you recieve and yet know you have more to give ...

some day i sure will get there... am not in a rush to climb up the ladder ..i know i will stay up long ...  am not scared to fall ..  as i know the path up again.... while i go ... i learn to learn more ... while i go i learn to give more .... while i go i enjoy the while i am here ... while i go i smell the road... while i go i know you are there by my side ......

hafta wasuli !!!

dexy has a fixed quota when it comes to food. meaning his breakfast consists of 4 breads and 1 cup milk and 4 marei biscuits followed by lunch of chicken and rice and he repeats the same for evening snack and dinner.

but the moment he sees any of us eating his favourite food (2 blog post or mayb more could b dedicated to that list !!!) he would not leave us unless we offer him his share.....

the way he does his hafta wasulii with those lovely eyes and "o am so cute" pose is so heart warming that i am the first to give into this emotional atyachaar and my bro would yell at me for spoiling him.

well if devil had a cute face it would be dexter and if munna bhai could learn something more about "emotional hafta wasuli" again dexter would be his mentor .....

coz its cold in bombay coz of the rains, his new fav snoozing adda is our couch .... hail dexter !!