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Doomsday conspiracy !

Doomsday according to the Mayan....everyone wants to live for a new tomorrow and live up there aspiration. I kept thinking of the girl , fighting for her life in Delhi...wanting to live ..writing to her mother .If she survives she will lead a life of a cripple.  I wonder what makes these men the way they are- I am sure it's not their mothers or their teachers or their schools! So where did the brutality stem from? Reading about it was giving me goosebumps...how can someone come down to such perversion ?  What kind of a world a will our kids inherit? This is doomsday...... Cannot get worse!

Bubble

Living inside  a bubble has it's advantage .....The world through a concave lens...or is it convex? Was never good at PCM ! The world looks different, you are oblivious of what is happening around you...You live in a time between make believe bliss! You don't bother about the dust and cobwebs, don't worry if Chibu passes the exams...or if Baba drove off again ..and banged up his car...or about B !  Living in a bubble is bliss....till the bubble bursts !

Wonder Years

This happens to be my favorite serial ! It shows a family way before my time...yet I can identify so well  with the family. The emotions are so universal and so  real!  Growing up really happens in a heartbeat ! I guess Baba says that about me and I wonder about  Chibu !  You outgrow relations but not the bonds..... Today at Spencers'  there was this old couple standing in front of me...the lady niggling her old man and him being cute about it ! I found that quite familiar ! It didn't seem so far away for me.... the time ,the age .......Wish the proximity is there !

"If only"

Coming back to my room at "Mainak " always brings back nostalgia in some form or the other . It was Ma's birthday today- she would have been 73! We celebrated - with cakes and snacks....celebrated life ! Baba took out an old album of our Delhi / Jaipur trip..and it was memories of another day ... Found this poem from my old diary.. an excerpt from Arthur Hailey's Overload ...a book I read so long ago and almost forgot ! Tell him from one who knows:  A spluttering candlestick Though burning dimly  Is brighter by far  Than cimmerman darkness For life , On whatever turns  Outranks oblivion Yes !The "if  only"s do persist forever As hovering wraith-like and used up wishes Their after burners spent  "If only " this or that  On such and such day Had varied by an hour or an inch, Or something neglected had been done Or something done had been neglected! Then "perhaps"the other might have been The other others....to infinity