things to try before I die.......

I'm an ardent fan of Travel & Living, the major share of the time I spend on the idiot box goes to this very channel. They keep repeating this program, '100 things to try before you die', and the title always makes me ponder upon my own list of things I would like to try before I wave the final gudbye.
Well, I'm very sure the list would undergo various modifictaions by the time i reach the death bed, but for now before i retire for the bed tonight, what would the five things I would like to try at this very moment, before saying goodbye to this day of life which obviously won't ever return. So, here goes the list ..... and let me make it very clear I'm not an sporty soul, so there won't be any bungee jumping, or wild raftings.

1) Would love to take a stroll in the streets of the most romantic city in world, Paris of course I'm talking about,  all alone with just my thoughts of those wonderful people and emotions that make my life so lovely. Rediscovering the romanticism in me...... J'adore Paris!!!

2) Would really like to get drunk and pass out completely (yes, you did read it write, I've never been drunk before). An attempt to forget myself for a moment, if I can!

3) Would like to go on a date with someone who would sing Elvis Costello's 'SHE' for me.... *wishful sigh* (c'mon every girl has a right to feel like Julia Roberts at least once in a life time !)

4) Would like to simply sit under the sky, with a friend and go on mindlessly blabbering  about everything and anything that exists under the moon, till the moon finally makes a way for the sun.... :)

5) Would like to be at the banks of Ganges in Varanasi and observe how faith trascends the mortal limitations and merges with the supremacy. Searching for my own personal Enlightenment .

the message of the flower

Well, this column is not my creation, the title itself comes from Mr. Ruskin Bond, who has beautifully described the message each flower gives. I found that piece very beautiful, so, thought, why not share?

I'll be quoting about one flower each week...
So, to begin with we must start with Roses.... talk of flowers and who else will lead other than Roses?

"ROSES- Of roses there are many kinds-

                 The moss, the musk, the eglantine;

                 Roses speak of faithfullness,

                 The res rose of voluptuousness."

The Make-Over

Well, those few of you, who occasionally stumble upon this relatively invisible blog of mine, must have noticed by now, that the page has gone a make-over. No great reason behind it,other than a need I felt, for going for a make-over my entire self. Ah, not look wise, in that sphere I'm quite content by the way the ingenious engineer sitting up there designed me ( though other people might not agree with me, in fact i remember my mom suggesting me once to go for a nose job !, but nevertheless am happy with it, not everyone on the earth be Cleopatra or say Elizabeth taylor, Penelope Cruz or our very own Aishwarya Rai, or else they too would loose their value, isn't it?) Anyway, now am getting too carried away I guess. So, looks aren't my concern right now, the thing I really want right now is a make-over on mental and emotional front. Well, I don't have an ugly soul for sure, or a dirty mind, but somewhere amidst this fast paced world, in order to adapt and survive, I feel I've been loosing myself. I guess, this happens to all of us, at some or the other point of time. Let me make it very clear, I'm not talking about changes, I completely agree with Bhagvad Gita when it states that "change is the rule of nature", so, I find it very natural for people to change with time and according to circumstances, and sometimes even without any apparent reason. But there stands a thin line between 'change' and 'loss', at least when we are talking about abstract aspects of life and not the materialistic world, and many a times we tend to cross the line without much of notice. Lately I've realized that I too have been crossing that line very conviniently and unobtrusively, loosing parts of me all the way, rather than just modifying myself for the sake of adaptation. And one day, all of sudden, when I look into the mirror i start wonder who the camouflaged being in the mirror is. Don't know where exactly and when did it happen, but i surely have lost parts of me, parts of me which were dear and most importantly they constituted to the real ME . So, now i want to make-up for that, and on a whole I want a  make-over.

The entire idea is, to retrieve my true old self and blend it with the new and the good things that I've learnt along the way. For eg, I feel I used to be such an innocent should when a kid (all of us were), and now the process of growing up has snatched away that innocent streak and rendered me a little too much worldly and selfish, and now i dislike myselft for being this way, and i would like to have some old part of me again within me. So, retrieving my old self doesn't mean that I will start unlearning the things I've learnt while growing up, or I'll erase my memories and experiences, that's not possible. But there is something i can do..... I can weed out the negatives that I've come across, I can wash out the dirt  that has settled upon my nature, I can airbrush the blemishes I've inculcated through out the journey and that even if doesn't give me back my original self, will at least give me a proper reflection of my pure self and I'll be happy. Then to that reflection of the real 'me', I'll do some making up. Makeup with my new experiences, my ever growing knowledge, my new skills, and then add a dash of those special qualities that God has blessed me with ( he does that for everyone of us), and then the result will be a new 'me' with the same good old core.
So, the make-over is complete, tomorrow will be a new day, a new 'me', who would be changed but not lost. There will be a new spirit and a new confidence to face the world, and a new outlook towards life, and for the world, there will be a better ME...:)

 
p.s.- it wasn't for no reason that a great personality said "everything alters me, but nothing changes me"

an unfulfilled wish....

Life always can't move in the direction we want it to, and sometimes it's good that it doesn't . Afterall,we aren't always good at forseeing things in the right way, are we? So, sometimes I just give up and let my wishes go unfulfilled, thinking that may be it's the best fate for them to remain this way.

All that we wish for isn't meant for us to have,some wishes better remain unfulfilled. They are meant to be treasured in our heart safely, and the sweet bitter pain they cause once in a while is worth savouring. Not always the beauty lies in acheiving, sometimes it also is beatiful enough to just feel.The feeling itself is so warm and fulfilling that we won't need any further addition to that.

You know what's the charm of an unfulfilled wish???....

When a wish doesn't come true, it doesn't come to an end, unlike all other good things in life. It remains there. It remains there, in our heart as a wish.... which, we sometimes sigh upon, sometimes smile upon, and at times cry upon. It's one of the most loyal things we come across in life, very few things in life fulfill the promise "till death do we part"..... a longing wish fulfills that promise beautifully. It remains there close to our heart like the sacred cross and faithfully accompanies us to the grave.

An Unfulfilled Wish....