Just realized –

That there has been no change in the list of things I am afraid of:

Dogs: Stray or pet

Crossing a busy road (especially if there is no Zebra crossing in sight. Even if there is one, it is no more than a psychological relief since no one really bothers about it)

Dark alleys

Walking on the ‘left’ side of the road.

Losing my wallet

In case you are wondering why the realization has struck me now, well! I had been out for a really long walk all by myself today. No big deal indeed! But I was doing it for the first time in several months and so had a lot of time to ponder on things that were occupying my mind, or so I thought. I got too busy in diverting my path to avoid dogs, waiting for the right moment to cross the road, mortally scared while crossing unlit lanes, saving myself from the sudden burst of traffic at times and of course clutching my bag tightly(although there was just Rs.200 in it, and no there were no cards either). Whew! it certainly was eventful, though nothing really happened(touchwood!)

Remixed lullaby!!

See, what have they done with the lullaby my mother-in-law sings for Diya 😦

Kids and their resistance power!

Its really amazing to see how kids resist each and everything! Really! Each and every action is met with opposite and even greater reaction! So, simple and essential acts like eating, taking bath, changing dress/diaper, and of course sleeping become huge targets to achieve! And this is only when mine is eight and half months old!!!

Olympics – came and gone

So Olympics are over, and we are left with nothing much to feel proud about (except a gold and two bronze medals ). I remember the euphoria Asian games and Olympics used to generate earlier. My family, in particular used to be glued to our tv sets and follow most of the games. I wonder if these days kids watch Olympics with any interest at all…(just noticed how I have started sounding like the previous generation myself …. Is it the effect of turning thirty?)

Sometimes I feel sorry for this man …

With Tatas planning to move out of Bengal, this man seems to have lost what could have been a major profitable investment in the state.

Just a thought: Had CPI-M been in opposition, wouldn’t they have acted the same way as Trinamool Congress is doing right now?

Looks do count!

A few days back Mayank came to visit me and showed his mobile phone. It was the first time I was seeing an IPhone in real. Needless to say, It bowled me over! It was so sleek that I thought it would fall off my hands! I was completely smitten and decided that THIS is going to be my next phone (I was ready to compromise on certain features that it lacked)! The pricing wasn’t too bad either.  He had got it for Rs.18,500  from U.S. But with the new IPhone costing around Rs.31,000, and so many features lacking in it, I am not too sure if I can afford to go for it 😦 .

I am a

Daffodil What Flower Are You?

Disconnected

There were times when she wished that she could get out of herself and look from afar. Perhaps that would have given her a better perspective on life.

Her fingers stopped working on the keyboard. It was already eight in the evening, and she was still in the office. Her eyes were fixed on the computer screen but her mind was trying to concentrate on something else within.

Sometimes it is difficult to find sense in the chaos that engulfs our lives.

There wasn’t much work to do, but she had no one to go home to. Would it have mattered if she took flowers and wine to him tonight? Wouldn’t that be a role reversal, conflicting with her idea of a romantic evening? Was there any romance left?

Does it matter? Does anything matter? If no, then why is she in such a dazed state, unable to come to terms with her own existence?

Would free fall hurt?

Turning thirty

I would be turning thirty next month, and though it hasn’t dampened the (Happy) Birthday spirit (my  mother would be here by then 🙂 ) , it certainly has raised so many questions which I used to ignore earlier..

There are so many dreams that are yet to be fulfilled, so many questions yet to be answered, so many duties yet to be fulfilled, and so many moments yet to be enjoyed! I hate to look back at the past, yet when I do so, it makes me feel a little sad. There were things I could have done differently, or maybe not. I don’t want regret to overshadow the beautiful memories.

As of now, I am busy drawing up a wishlist for myself. And this time I would be as shallow as possible 😉

Life is a roller-coaster ride…

especially for this lady…

A ray hope when the pregnancy results are announced to be positive…

The pain of knowing that the child might not live a normal life..

Being in the media eye – scrutinized and criticized…

And finally when there are attempts for reconciliation, the baby dies…

Dear lady,

I feel so sorry for you and hope you get the courage to get through this.