And the season of festivals begin...:)

The smell in the air, the urgency in the walk of  pedestrians, the happy smiles on the faces of shoppers on getting the best buy. Even when you are stuck in a traffic jam, there is an indulgent smile and a remark that this jams will be there till Pujas. While moving around the city in every other lane, you find a pandal in the making- a half made marble place, a hut and hundreds of other creations which leaves you baffled and builds up your anticipation, as to what will  the final outcome be like?. The other day, when we were driving around the city, a friend remarked that she loves the fragrance  of "Palash" flowers in the air during the Puja Season which made me realize that I was thinking the same thing and enjoying the fragrance. Everyone loves this feeling that Durga Maa is coming and bringing loads of joy and smiles for all of us. So much so that we forget every worry and  revel in the moment and find it difficult to bid farewell to Maa at the end of the auspicious 9 days.

May Maa bless you
with all her blessings and
keep you happy through-out the year!
Wishing you a Happy Durga Puja 

You and me...

Kindle in hand, sheets drawn up to chin and a famous romantic Bollywood number playing in the background suddenly made me think - Is that really what love is all about?. Where you feel that the sun rises and sets with your lover ? Well, I don't exactly think so I wouldn't want the sun for me to rise and set with him, though I wouldn't mind enjoying the view with him sitting beside me. So what is it for me then? I get the answer that it would be a relation where there is companionship and complete understanding among the partners, such that no soulful renditions would be required, just a look or smile would be enough. Though the romantic in me does agree that some amount of romanticism wouldn't go amiss and could help him to earn a few brownie points. ;)

Days in Room No: 607

The sun comes up...It’s a bright morning and we roommates wake up in phases.  We- Shruti, Minu and me. Shruti- with whom you cannot say whether she is meditating after getting up or just sitting and sleeping with her eyes closed. Minu- who is up from God knows when and been upto God knows what... ;) .And as for me- always the last one to get up, though Shruti has recently started giving me competition..Humph!. As for the turns in bathroom, it’s always been a fight between me and Shruti with Minu lording over us after having had her share and she never fails to give her condolences to the loser. Who has more classes’ competition is always on in our room with Minu and Shruti ganging up against me. I used to end up with more classes always but I got my sweet revenge during exams.:) Thanks to subjects like Derivatives and SAPM.

The days in our room could never be complete without special mention of our neighbours ( Nidhi and Pujal) who dropped in frequently and then we actually become like the “Hum Saath Saath Hai” family who eats together and stays together. Actually, if there is ever a tagline for our room, it would be – “It’s all about loving food”. Oh! How can I forget? Special thanks to Raghav Wate for special appearance on Skype..;)

 I miss my room and more importantly my roommates. Love ya guys...These wonderful days will always be missed.

At Crossroads

My journey brought me to a crossroad

There were two ways ahead for me..

One was completely unknown, not treaded on

I was very scared to venture on that one

It would be like starting all over again

But then it called out for me with the promise

Of taking me away from it all.

The second one was not new

It leads me to things far and few

This was the more difficult one to walk on..
Carrying the burdens accumulated all along

But the virtuous one which a responsible traveler would take

There could be that rainbow with the pot of treasure at the end,

If I walked on this road far enough

But the obstacles on the way would require a lot of valor.

So what is it going to be?

Adventure or Virtue

Abandon or Patience of seeing it through?

New or old things far and few?

The little delights along the way or the treasure at the end?