Simple happy blessings...

The most unpredictable thing in this world is life. It moves on with its ups and down. One day it can be a boring routine. And the next minute, an exciting roller-coaster. And there are those moments, when we get those unexpected pleasant moments, which gives us a happy surprise. Those moments when you feel blessed, happy and even special. Those serendipity moments are the best. I had so much of such moments in my life. Love showed up in my doorway in a similar way. Wishes and blesses came to me like happy surprises.

Long before I lost a friend to death, and there are some moments when I miss that person like so much. Before it goes on for long, I’ll get a call from one of our mutual friends, or someone from that person’s side or hear that one song we both like. For me those are serendipitous blessings.

That one moment when you are all ready to fight the villain thinking you are alone but when turned back you see all of your family standing beside. It was indeed a moment of serendipity for me.

When in college we were a gang of six girls. We laughed, learned, ate and even fought together. There was even a period when we ignored a single one out of the five just because we were stupid. But years down the lane, when the college girls turned to young adults, we learned to forgive and let go of all the past and regain the magic of friendship. Now tomorrow she’s getting married. And that too, to the man boy (still a boy, looks like one too) who never gave up a chance to irritate any one of us, yet proved to be one reliable and strong personality. For me to share her happiness is a serendipitous blessing.  

Life is full of such accidental happy incidents. Appreciate them and make the most of those tiny moments.

P.S. To my friend who’s starting a new life tomorrow after waiting for years… You’re going to get so many of such blessed serendipitous moments all throughout your life. Make sure you identify them and cherish them and live those happy moments with so much joy. And be always beautiful inside and out. Stay happy and blessed always. 

Linking this post to BlogChatter’s prompt for the week.

What is it I really want to say?

Every night after a long tiring or a lazy day,

When I curl up in bed, I miss you.

That’s the only time I allow myself to slow down, or gives a minute to think

The only time I allow myself to be free from anything else.

Then and there at that moment,

When my brain and mind slows down,

You suddenly walk into my memory… slowly but surely

As if you were waiting for me to just look

And all of a sudden

I get this sudden unquenchable urge to talk to you

To share with you all my day’s happenings

To tell you this and that

Thou it’s just a never-going-to-happen wish,

I still hope for the same

Then there are days

I just want to have a glimpse of you

A second of your time to talk to you for one last time

But… If was given that chance

What is it I really want to say?

I miss you? I wish you were here?

Or I wish we hadn't met?

Or just stare at your face? …

I wonder…

I wonder… what is it I really want to say when I see you…? 

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P.S. No! Not a poem… just a prose which was broken down to small fragments. 

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This was written for 

Life is about living not fearing...

I have always thought, I was never afraid of  anything. I was am a tomboy who is ready to try anything new or different. I am not afraid of heights or darkness. I never had stage fright or meeting new people. I was not afraid of exams thou when results are to be announced I could feel my butterflies waking from their sleep in my tummy. But that’s normal! Years of boarding life, made me love hostel life, so no fear in moving away from family too. I love speed and no amounts of accidents, or bruised knees or arms could keep me away from riding my two-wheeler or car. I thought I was scared of cockroaches, but 12^th grade Biology practical’s forced me to catch them alive, drug them and dissect them. And to my horror I was good in that and I loved doing that! So there ended my cockroach fear too.

Pic Credits: Google Images

So there I was living gloriously thinking that I don’t have fear for anything. But that came to end when I realized that I was afraid to get hurt emotionally. When life is going very happily and eventfully with friends and close ones as any other normal college going girl, with a pinch of “everything is perfect no one can make it imperfect attitude”, I lost a dear friend of my in an accident. And that was a blow to my arrogance. That made me conscious that life is not predictable. Anything can happen to you, me or the person next door. His going away, made me realize that I, who thought was not afraid of anything, was actually dreading his absence. I was not ready to accept the person who was with you this moment would never be visible again. I couldn’t accept that he won’t be there when we organize a reunion after 10 years. I took that fact so deeply and started to withdraw from everyone. I was in an impression that, if you’re not close to anyone, no one can hurt you. I literally closed down myself, and kept everyone at a safe distance.

Like someone said, God always have his own ways to do something, and that will be weirdest way ever. When I thought no one or nothing could hurt me if I stayed away from people, God proved me wrong in the most unacceptable way. I lost yet another friend of mine to death. And that was one hard blow to my head. I was hurt like before. Maybe more, thinking that I could have made much more memories with this one, if only I had permitted myself. When we buried him, I buried my stay-away-stay-happy attitude too. Now I know, no matter what you do, no matter how you live your life, people come and go in your life. Some are just meant to stay for a while, and some for long. However, when each person leaves you by choice or by chance, you will feel sad or deeply hurt. And you’ll definitely miss that person. But if you chose to live the time you had with that one happily, making memories and do what you want, then you are making yourself and the other person happy too.

Today I am not afraid of losing people, because I know when they move away from my life, I have given them some memories of “us” to take with them. That thought itself, makes me happy today. Like they say "Dhar ke aage jeet hai" .... and happiness too. 

   Pic Credits: Google Images

This post is written for  Indiblogger's prompt "Rise Above Fear"  By Mountain Dew. 
#RiseAboveFear

How do I tell her about you...

How do I tell her about you .... the person who made me see the beauty of the world. Who made me realize that happiness is not something to be chased but it should happen spontaneously.

You showed me that life is all about moments and when one spend those moments with the person they like, then life seems to be beautiful and fun to live.

I wanted to show you the beauty of this world, but instead you made me see all those in your eyes.

How do I tell her about you... without falling in love with you, again.

Written for 100 Words on Saturday @Write Tribe

Reality...

" In deep inside her there dwells a person with me

There's a wild beauty in his name

Sometimes he engulfs me with his presence, leaving no space for my loneliness

And sometimes he leaves me alone, giving me time to be myself...

But whatever, I could never forget him "

Scribbling down always used to settle her wandering mind. It was like a tonic to her mood swings. But today nothing was working out. She was feeling restless from morning. It's been a year since they parted their way and even now she wish to travel back to time to bring him back from death.

I am taking part in Festival of Words by Write Tribe from 8th-14th December 2013. The theme for the day is "Travel".

Blessed.

She wondered what was going in Mia's head? Even when near she felt faraway in her own world. In that world of hers what's happening? Is it different from ours? Or is it a child's dream land? 

Right from childhood Mia showed interest in music. She would be in a state of bliss when they played any melodies. Her mother thought maybe her child was musically gifted. But little did she know that even when Mia could hear everything around her, she would never able to utter a word and her brain had stopped developing when she was in her womb itself. And that shattered her world. 

But after all these years, the truth got registered in her. And now despite the odds, seeing her child completely immersed in music with a beautiful smile she felt blessed.

               I am taking part in Second Write Tribe Festival of Words 8th-14th December 2013. 

                                                           The theme for the day is Music. 

Encounter with Tomatoes.

In boarding school you'll be always monitored by someone. Been a Convent School it was nuns for us. We had two in-house matrons but other nuns also used to come down from the convent for minding us for each section like study time, recreation, dinner and all. We were suppose to maintain pin drop silence during dinner time and even a giggle from one could get scoldings to the whole girls and a complaint will be reached to our matrons which will cost our Sunday movie. And wasting food was never an option. If anything is served on your plate you have to eat them all. Crying and whining just makes the situation bad. But we girls will somehow sneak them to the dustbin... (that's another post) :D

I was never fussy about foods. Even the little dislikes I had regarding the veggies was sorted out when I landed in boarding school. But nothing could make me eat tomatoes. I like their flavor but as raw or cooked its "yuck" for me. So even from pizzas or sandwiches you could see me getting that one tiny piece of tomato out.

Now there was a nun who might be in her twenties then, beautiful yet very strict and we nicknamed her "Kaduva" (malayalam) which means "Tiger". Whenever she comes we could say "Kaduva varune odiko"... (Tiger is coming. Run). And this particular day she was in charge. Our food were actually good. We never had much complaints regarding that area. There'll be a veg and a non veg dish everyday. And this day for dinner the veg was tomato curry. I can't eat this thing and can't even dump it of course Kaduva will tear me up and my friend who shares the table with me doesn't like veggies at all. You should have seen my face at that moment.

Anyways I finished my dinner except for the curry and didn't know what to do. With all the courage I went up to the nun and showed my plate. She gave me one look and said,  "Finish off that curry or else you're gonna sit here the whole night". I was back in my table. And was looking down at those slimy veggies who was making my life a hell at the moment. I was a boarder from 5th and this was in my 9th grade. All these years I had a tag of "Girl who never cried" and here I'm on the verge of tears all cos of tomatoes in my senior year.

By now the mess hall was half empty except for the small ones. And the nun decided to come and sit next to me to make sure I don't waste food. I took a spoon of curry along with a glass of water and gulped down. It took me almost 4-5 glasses of water to finish that single tomato curry. And when she saw I was done she gave a smile and gave me permission to leave. How I hated her and tomatoes that day!

Uff! That was my encounter with tomatoes and a tiger. :D

I am taking part in Second Festival of Words by Write Tribe 8th-14th December 2013. The theme for the day is Food. 

Will you...?

Sweetheart, With you I want to ...

Hold hands when it rains...
Love and pillow fight when it shines...
Sleep on your lap like a child during dark hours...

And everyday, want to kiss your forehead, look deep into your eyes and fall in love over and again.

Will you be mine?

Mmmmh.... yeah... but Conditions apply ;)

This is written for the Write Tribe's 55 on Friday prompt *Conditions Apply*

Had I looked back....

Had I looked back I could see a child who brought hope as he came to this

A child who's smile brightened up their world and in whom they saw their tomorrows. They lived and breathe in him and led his life as if it was their's... While trying to bring him up, they forgot that even thou a child, he's also an individual with his own mind and opinions. 

Had I looked back I could see an unhappy soul behind the happy face...

A child ... who wanted to fly out far but who's wings got chained by someone else's dreams.

This is written for Write Tribe's 100 Words on Saturday's prompt... "Had I looked back..." which was given by Nischala who blogs at Verve.

To, Mr.Life-of-Mine.

Dear Life,

How you doing? Where are you these days? I can't believe we were so close once and now you doesn't even acknowledge my presence. You have hurt me with this behavior of yours and very disappointed and sad when you just left me alone when I needed someone at my side like never before. 

The way you treat me nowadays makes me question you without any kindness. I haven't seen you but have only felt that powerful presence, so don't know which prototype you comes under. But going to address you as a guy.... cos I can't stand another version of me at the moment, even thou I find myself sweet and adorable most of the time.

So Mr. Life-of-Mine.... What are you doing with my life?? or moreover with yourself?? I know, I have messed it up more than enough, but don't you have the minimum courtesy to warn me or direct me to the right path. No... you were just enjoying the scenery Na?

I'm disappointed. Fully disappointed in you. I always counted you as someone who I could share not only my happiness, deep dark secrets but to turn to when 'm in trouble or in distress. But you were not even bothered about me. Even when I send a look-out notice for you... ignorance was your point..... guess you were having a gala time with Who-Know-Who-beauty.

Mr.Ignorant, don't you care for me and and my happiness? I thought my happiness was your ultimate aim... but it looks like impressing Who-Know-Who-beauty has out powered that. Whatever I don't care. I just don't care what you were doing or what you are gonna do. I wanna meet you ASAP. I need to talk to you and I need to sort my life ourselves. 

So be quick and GET BACK TO WORK before I take back my forgiverance and sack you from job permanently!!! 

Love,

ME.

This post is written for the Write Tribe Letters Unsent Series and this time we had to send a letter to "The person who caused a lot of pain / Someone you wish you could forgive"

A small footstep

Out in the cold moonless night with not even a star to jolt a tiny beam of hope, she stepped on to the highest stone of the building. She saw her life tumbling down as if it were made of cards. She could see her long awaited future closing down on her. Feeling lost and having no clue where to turn for comfort she stood rooted to the ground.

She saw the glam of the city below her. People walking as fast as their legs could take and ignoring the rest of the world. No one stopped to acknowledge others. They were in a hurry to live their life as if it was their last day. Are we all like this? Chasing the future, neglecting the present and forgetting the past? She wondered.

Every thoughts were pondering in her head and making her sick. She wanted to step down. She knew, you can't get away from yourself by moving from one place to another. She was very much aware of that cos that's what she was doing for long. And that's when she finally decided to stop moving and to take the final leap. A journey away from her loved ones and without any painful tomorrows. With all the muffled thoughts and memories she took a small step forward, into the darkness, as if it was her first but was supposed to be her last.

This post is for Hemingway this Wednesday in Write Tribe

I chose the quote  “You can’t get away from yourself by moving from one place to another.”  (The Sun Also Rises)

Light of his life.

When she first saw her mom's wedding ring with her father’s name engraved on it... she wanted that. She was too stubborn that making something similar was the only option. Her father made a ring suitable for her little finger with a "Love Dad" engraving. That was her first jewelry. She proudly wore it everyday and everywhere and beamed whenever she looked at it. 

Niya was her Dad’s girl. And he was her Super Hero. It was a common knowledge even to her mother that he was her favorite parent.

And today was her wedding. He suddenly felt lonely. They lost her mother five years ago. And from then, it was just the father and daughter. They filled each others life. And now with her gone to her new home he felt completely lost. Breaking the thread of his thoughts he heard his phone vibrating.

38 missed calls in 10 minutes! He wondered what was going on. And why he didn't hear it before.

On the next ring he took the call...

"Dad! Where were you? I have been calling you for long."

"Niya?!! What happened? Are you alright? Do you want me to come over?"

"Relax Dad. I'm perfectly alright. I just wanted to tell.... I love you Dad. You are best thing that ever happened in my life. Thank you for been a sweetheart even when I was a Brat. I miss you so dearly.... Please do take care of yourself."

Hearing her words he felt moisture gathering in his eyes and how he wished she'd never grown up.

It's a WOW post! :) Now check out the of the rest WOWs!!!! :) :) :)

This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda. We give out creative writing prompts each weekend for Indian Bloggers. This time your entry must contain. '38 missed calls in 10 mins! He/She wondered what was going on.'

The Lesson Learnt.

Life itself is a great teacher. No school or uni or MNC's could ever teach you, what you learn from real life experiences. Whoever is happy with their life have learnt their lessons properly and passed the test with flying colors.  

My life is a humpy bumpy ride and I think not only mine but all of yours too. It got all the elements a movie demands. And was fun and at the same time hectic to live till date. And during this journey I did learn couple of things  which I want to take to my grave. 

I always wished someone told me or rather convinced me that making mistakes was part of life and not the end of the world. I understood that making mistakes is human and just have to pick yourself from there and move forward. By making mistakes you discover who you are. They teach you to forgive yourself and helps you to let go of your fears and make you realize that mistakes were just stepping stones to happiness. I learned all these, but only after I did my share of mistakes. 

Another lesson I learned from life is to 'let go'. Letting go of someone or something is a big heart break for me. Till date like many, I have seen broken friendships, love, death, fights, misunderstandings and what not. And I am someone who could never forget the words of a person whether its good/bad. And if its something negative it just gets engraved in my mind. But off late, I came to my senses and embraced the art of letting go of the negatives and insecurities in my mind. Intentionally and unintentionally people hurt you or come to your life and go off too quickly, but they shouldn't affect you beyond a point. And I learned or still learning how to let go of 'Not-so-happy incidents, words and relations' of my past, present and future. 

P.S. Life is a journey, with problems to solve, lessons to learn, but most of all, experiences to enjoy.

God Blez. 

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This post is also in response to The Writer's Post blog hop #86. The host is Suzy from Reflections of my Soul. And her chosen prompt is "The Lesson".