Bright Side Brighter

Aaaaaaah!!!So many to choose…Hmmm...

I am not talking about clothes and shoes, kaam ki baat suno...

Some great man once said  "Tell me who your friends are,I will tell you who you are"

F.R.I.E.N.D= ‘A person you know well and regard with affection and trust’.

There are hundreds in the lists, a few tens ‘in person’ always around in our life.Now comes the problem, scratch your head and heart hard and think, if we can give so much affection and trust to all the ones we know, we definitely are from the Land Of Divine Angels!

Life ki story mein one twist, we all are small beings,fortunately we cannot handle too much of anything.God has given us capabilities to spend 86,400 seconds every day with some lovable,likable,adjustable,enviable,detestable people…some yani really some…unless we happen to be Ghandhi,the Man to handle the likes of a h'uuu'ge kingdom.

Think…one day you are alone and sad…and then…think…of life as a super bright sunny morning where you wake up with the new birds chirping, you rub your eyes and see a hundred people showered from the sky just for you.Remember,you are not choosing them,they just come you way.You are grateful to the Almighty for blessing a moron like you, you are on cloud nine!

Now let us see how the day goes and what is in store…

You decide to call this macho someone to give you company by the lake side for fishing because you like it,but well he prefers to walk in the woods and do some real hunting,he politely turns down your request and sets off.You wave him a bye and wish him luck.You love him.He loves you too.

When you were calling him, two tempted eyes were staring at you with lots of hope and admiration, and this guy can die for fishing and as well for you! You do not have a choice now,you sit near the lake with your fishing rods immersed in the calmness of the lake.A few hours pass in silence and finally a conversation happens when you realize that this guy is not bad either,you share a few fishing tips;).You love him.He loves you too.

Amidst all this is the happy go lucky guy who wants to catch butterflies all day, stare at the sky, climb trees and swim in the lake; who wishes to do nothing and of whom,you wish to do nothing,you admire him for the way he is.He is of no harm to anyone.You love him.He loves you too.

Then there is a okay guy who dislikes your fishing habit but is okay with it and never tells it, he works hard, he grows rice in the fields and makes an awesome lunch for you in the noon, after a while he is bored and fed up and he decides to go.You let him go because you were bored and fed up too, nothing else.You love him.He loves you too.

And before you know how lucky you are,the handsome gangster guy whom you gave your fishing basket to keep them safe after returning home,runs away in the evening with your fishes to the Far Land Of The Zombies.You love him[for keeping your fishes safe for a while;)].He loves you too[for the fishes again ofcourse;)] 

After some hard work during the day it is time to have some fun, you throw a party in the night, and this smart[really smart;)]guy whom you had not seen during the earlier part of the day decides to give a special appearance.

You wonder…

Bon fire and wine

Some food to dine,

Everything is fine

But how many are mine?

You forgot to ask, he forgot to tell, well his name.But you guys did have some fun! And he finally left.You love him.He loves you too.

You fail to notice a jolly guy who whacked you out of the bed in the morning and then caught some fishes,just in case if you could not catch any,who wanted you to make lunch while he was in the field,but you forgot.He did not mind,he took you out for a stroll in the woods and taught you hunting[and you thought fishing was the only ‘the’ fun thing],then in the night he helped you arrange the party,you cling on him when you finally see those twinkling stars,you lie down holding him on the open grass under the night sky,very tired after a wonderful day and the next morning he whacks you again!Come the winds,the rains,the dark lonely nights,he stays with you for many days and nights to come.You love him.He loves you too.

They come in all shapes and sizes,all shades and colours...

How colourful we make our life... is left to us...

Friendship…oooooo….Friendship…

For the ones of mine…

Cheers...Pakka...Dil Se…

Raksha

Rope Tugs n Bear Hugs

I have this strange aptitude of talking with people straight on their face, sometimes like giving a hundred million volt lightning slap at a go.Zzzzzzatttak!!!I fail to understand the subtle nature of certain situations.I happened to fight with this only poor best friend of mine today and cry like a wail bird...as always.I wonder sometimes why I am not on the higher side of my temper with all the people I know, why is it that I can have a WWE heart fight everyday with just one, how can I accept others the way they are or they treat me.Strange!

A few have never had an experience of what I am talking about, the good Lord is with them.A few live with it like Mom and Dad, fortunately they know the right things which calms me down at the right time.And for this someone I mentioned about, who knows that it is just another super human quality that I show, it is almost a routine.Both hands up in the air, I bow down and surrender!

In anger sometimes the truth comes out, some say people do not have a clue of what they are talking, sometimes they make a perfect unpleasing sense.My anger belongs to all the three kinds, luckily it does not last till the end of a minute.I have never made any resolutions to control it either,I make an awesome pig head always.I fight about anything and everything  that comes along;people,things,attitude and most of the times for nothing,when an bored!And after the dynamite bursts out there is always so much damage control to do,which is quite a task.And trust me repentance for an emotion like anger gives you a hundred million volt lightning slap too.Zzzzzatttak!!! I do not want to make false promises saying I will not fight any more,I know I am gonna do it again another day soon this week;)but whenever I fight I am sorry at the end and I am more hurt;I have finished many packs of tissue already!

All I pray to God is to bless this soul with more power,courage and most of all patience to handle this total nut and set her battery right!!!

PS1: Sorry,any number won't do.

PS2: Thank you Calvin,for all that you give. 

PS3: A bear hug, because they are not always fatal;) 

Tweety:)

The Monster Is Back

He loved pulling her hair, scribbling on her homework, eating her chocolates, burying her dolls in the garden.A mischief maker brother prototype that he was, and she being his elder sister hated him for fighting back her authority.He looked like an angel when he was in the cradle,a lovely brother,but as he grew up he started showing his sibling colours.

One night  for the desire of revenge she told him the beautiful story of ‘The Mangled Monster’ which he ardently listened and slept,she cursed that tonight he shall see people in his dreams wearing white robes with no feet,eyes popping out of their sockets and sucking his blood,chopping his brains;not one but a hundred of them And next day he was at the breakfast table playing with the eggs and fork,looking shaken but pleased,she wondered and asked him”Did  the monster come and wake you up yesterday?”,he replied”Yeah he did! He told me my Sis is the freakiest thing he has ever seen”.

Grrrrr…

From the days of locking me up in the bathroom at age 1 to the days of giving me a Choke Slam the Undertaker style at age 10, he has done it all.This continues now in various others forms, because he knows I can never stop being his sister…for life and beyond! Of his virtue list I am not speaking here, I am being a bad sister as always!

Fear is one emotion which we fail to deny, we project it in different forms.We do not know of ghosts, so we fear them.We do not know of ourselves either, so what do we do? During childhood or maybe even now, if one thing most of us are scared of are the monsters and ghosts of the real [if they exist] kind.They are these controversial beings around us who some say are unsatisfied souls trying to find peace after life and also claim to have experienced them, some say they are the evil kinds and some believe they do not exist at all. Horror movies leave our nails bleeding and teeth chattering.Those stories of ladies in white sarees walking amidst a forest singing for their beloved and of men with turned feet at the door step can give many of us sleepless nights.If they ever saw us publicising them like this, God save us all with mercy! We do not know if they are around, but one thing is for sure we think of them in the worst human form possible;)

And for my brother,she is alive and kicking!

PS:What are ghosts and monsters scared of???