August Marathon Blogging Day 2 - My Religion , My faith

Faith is the religion 

Or religion gives faith?

Am i confused

Or this is just not straight?

Praying is religion

Or is it just my faith?

Faith in the power

Or freedom of faith?

Religious freedom

Or in faith religion resides?

Is it to see the upper

Or to feel the underside?

Is religion an illusion

Or just a perplexed truth?

Is want of valour ...just a...

Want for religious faith?

Is Faith - the function

And Religion - the practice?

Or the continuous transcend

To find the inner self?

August Marathon Blogging Day 1- 3 pet peeves

So i took up this monthly marathon blogging challenge with super enthusiasm and guess what.... I am struggling on the first day itself. 

Almost end of day and am somehow sneaking in few minutes to jot down few words. (And silently repeating to myself- I can do it, I can do it)

Its time my almost dormant blog gets some life. 

So here i start....

My 3 pet peeves

1. Loud noise: i get absolutely restless & irritated with loud sounds around. The top most being people who are standing next to me but speaking to me so loud as if i am on other side of the planet. I get annoyed with loud music, people talking loudly in public places, kids' toys having loud music but no volume control button. I even get annoyed with sounds of doors & fan etcetcetc. 

The only high pitch sound i can tolerate is my own ;) and that includes my screaming at people at home {ah suddenly i pity them for dealing with that...well lets move on}

2. Wet washbasin sides/edges : i get annoyed to my nerves when people leave the wash basin all wet all around after washing hands. I fail to understand how they do so. 

3. Chipped nail paint : Oh annoyance at its limit. Even worse when i see someone scratching it. That sound that look.... Eew ......Phew!!!!!!

And there i managed the first post just in time. 

See you tomorrow! 

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Rain...

First ray in the morning

and the heart melted away

Memories woke up too 

and together we swayed

The rhythm of the nature

played by drops of rain

The story formed on the window 

takes you on another train

The magic of the drops

Mesmerises and delights

The sound of that magic

Is that a sprite?

That gentle rain falling

washes away the rage

those droplets on the forehead

Turn you into sage

The music of emotions

Fills the reservoir of heart

How wonderful - i thought

...

Now i need not cry alone

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© 2013 Life Begins. Please DO NOT COPY.

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Kismat connections

We meet so many people in our lives. Starting from neighbours, cousins, school, college, work, internet.....and keep meeting new ones every single day. There is that unsaid connection one feels with some and the opposite with others. There are some people we don't meet often....or rather meet rarely....and not even talk on phone ever but we still feel some connection, Some comfort.

I have had the honor of having such connection with some happy people i met in the virtual world. We never talk on phone. We rarely meet each other - average would be maximum once a year and that too in some get together or party where we don't actually get to sit and chat much. The only dialogue exchange happens on chats. And that too not that regular. But the connection and comfort is beyond words. A ping from the person brings smiles. Topics can be anything.....kids, food or just general life. There does not seem to be any need for obligations or complaints. If we chat - great - and if we don't even then its equally fine. Its a simple friendship. And this gives the maximum satisfaction in life. No need to impress, no strings attached, no blame game - Nothing. just plain and simple chit chat.

And then there are people who would not stop blaming you for not calling or for not being in touch. Who would never bother to ask you how you are doing yet will be the first ones to blame you for the same. Whose mere presence makes one uncomfortable. Why do we need such relations in life when the only outcome is stress and worry.

I am thankful for those people in my life who make living a wonderful experience and add to the faith of humanity. I am also thankful to others who make my belief in humanity stronger because i can compare and understand what "bad" can be and appreciate the "good" even more.

Memories of a much awaited visit

Last 3 weeks were such fun-filled & busy days that i will have those memories etched in my mind for the rest of my life. 

For the first time, my sister visited us along with her husband & 2 lovely little girls. It was a visit i have been looking forward to for as long as i can remember. 

A trip to Paris & Disney land, long drives, chit-chat & gossip sessions, midnight drinks & talks, touristic rounds, shopping, laughing at stupid jokes, eating to heart's desire, taking each others' pictures, the planned photoshoot - it was a goody bag of 3 weeks. We had so much fun. 

All of us had our own kind of company. Husbands, we sisters, and kiddy sisters. 

The youngest one of the lot was the queen. 

(We are missing her the most)

Time flew super fast. But partings mean we can start looking forward to the next meet. 

I love you my dearest little sister. And i miss you! 

Project Write!

Today I am starting my own version of blogging marathon. It includes breaks. Yea - breaks as I would decide  *wink wink* Did you just say "that's not new"?

Ok Rules (for myself)

 1. Write. (hah ...surprise!) Ok so write every second day. or third may be. Or shall i make it weekends only. pfffff...am already confused. Ok so "Write" is the rule!

2. Write

3. Write

4. Write

5. Write

Follow the rules above!

Write any rubbish. Write about any nonsense. But write.
Write about your day. Write about your life. Write about that nasty colleague. Just write.
Write about flowers. Write about those tiny things you see on the way. Write about food. Write .
Write about yourself. Write about that new dress. Write about old shoes. Go write.
Write about neighbours. Write about blog friends. Rant about Fb friends. Write write & write.
Write about everyone else. Write and complain. Write and cry. Write and crib. Write.

And if I follow the topics like this...i am set to write till eternity.

Only - If I follow the Rule No.1

Wish me luck!

Where was i?

When was the last time i wrote here ?!? Very very long ago - indeed! Thought if penning down storm of words but in vain.  Life has been in a strange roller coaster ride for as long as i can think. Saying - "i was very busy" is a misnomer. 

No doubting the fact that the To-Do list was a very long one but there was something beyond that which kept me aloof. I stopped writing. I stopped reading. I stopped being in touch. I stated away. Yet life moved on. As they say - nothing stops. I could convincingly use the reason of settling in new house & converting it into home. "Our home" !

I tried to take up different challenges- be it in blog world or photography or projects at home. I admit  i failed. I could not keep up with any. Missing desires. 

I kept my focus at home. 

I know i have upset quite a few of my dear friends for not keeping in touch. But it didnt matter at all in last few months. I feel i was living as a cocoon. 

Was i living a fake life? Was i pretending? Was i just being normal human being? I dont know what it was. And i am still not sure i am out of it. 

One thing is sure - i wasn't unhappy. I am grateful for each & every smile in my life.