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This one’s for you Daddy ! June 19, 2011

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Daddy, the word itself brings me a comfort of sorts that I know I can get from no other place.

Fathers are I guess the underrated of the parents, as they often have to do the stick-yielding and impose the rules around the house. I’ve also known my Dad as strict, but he’s always been the more affectionate one too. I still remember how when I was a kid, the first thing he’d do when he came back home from office would be to take me in his arms, make me fly and smother me with kisses. Oh, how I used to hate being the younger child, and this particular display of affection would remind me of the very same thing ! I guess it was only when I had a younger brother(9 years younger by the way!) did I realize how lucky I’d been !

Lying in bed with Mom and Dad as a kid, I still remember how Daddy would ask me who I loved more, him or Mom. I would always say both, but when Dad would keep prodding, I’d say OK, I love you more, and then later I’d run to Mom and say, I love you both equally. The innocence of childhood ! I guess you can’t really measure love and compare it, I know I love both Mom and Dad in different ways, and to weigh my love for them would just be unfair.

I was always the one who went along with Dad for shopping, and what I loved was the conversations we had, no matter what they were about. Something that always stays with me is, when we planning to move to India for good, my Dad actually asked my opinion, do you actually want to go back or do you like it better here? To think it was important to ask an eleven year old her opinion touched me, and frankly, it didn’t make any difference to me where we stayed, because I knew what Dad had thought was good for all of us.

I’ve seen Dad sacrifice things along the way for us, to give us a better life, to protect us from pain, and maybe at times he thinks we don’t even notice, but I do. I know that he’s lived a selfless life, just for us to be happy. With Dad sitting thousands of miles away, I can probably not hug him and say I love you Daddy, but I truly love you and I thank Allah everyday for giving me such a wonderful Daddy! You’re my inspiration and my role model Daddy !


Tu Cheez Badi Hai Mast Mast What ? June 14, 2011

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The human mind is indeed a confusing character. It may not remember where you put your car keys a minute back, you’ll swear that you put it on the table, but it magically appears on the sofa! However, surprisingly, listen to a song from a few years back, and you’ll instantly be transported back to the time you first heard it.

Somehow, music seems to have a magical power of binding us with the past in a truly special way. For me, some songs are associated with some special people and they’re reserved exclusively for those people. Where listening to songs of Blue would take me back to my later years at school, songs like Tu Cheez Badi hai mast mast would bring back funny memories of childhood with all my cousins around!

The funny part is I would run in the opposite direction at being linked with some of the songs I used to be crazy about! How could I actually even think of liking that song ? 😛

Times change, people do too ! I guess that’s what we’re all doing, growing up, moving on and changing to keep up with the times!

To make a confession, I actually used to love Tu Cheez Hai badi mast mast and was an ardent Akshay Kumar fan, though, I’ll refute all these claims if you ask me again! 🙂


World, here I come ! June 5, 2011

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What is the first thing in the morning that totally makes your day ? The sound of your child, the voice or tender touch of your loved one, a steaming cup of tea or the sunshine streaming in through your window ?

Life as we know it is truly overrated. We really don’t need extravagant things to make us feel content. Paradoxically, it is the smaller and at times overlooked aspects of our life that bring us the greatest joy.

Being a normal lazy human being, my mornings would start half an hour before I would have to leave home. Running between the bathroom, bedroom and kitchen, barely getting a bite to eat, I would rush out to catch the office cab. And there would be the start of a day, where I would be running along with life.

Recently, when I started getting up right before sunrise, and began a routine of a morning walk before breakfast did I realise what all I was missing out on!

Unlocking the main door, feeling the cold breeze blow past me even on the warmest days was the most peaceful way of waking up! And as I walked in the park, relaxing and listening to music, finally getting some ME time in the day, the early morning rays of the sun seemed to welcome me to the start of a new day. The calmness and tranquility I felt was amazing! It actually made me want to go to a height where I could sit and watch the sunrise, oblivious to everything around me, and feel the true beauty of nature.

The small duration of time I spent hardly amounted to a tenth of my day, but the change it brought was wonderful. Instead of racing with time, here I started off with a peace and knew that I could handle whatever came to me today! Bring it on! Because, as is rightly said, no obstacle or problem is unsolvable if you are at peace with yourself, and at times, we underestimate the power of our true SELF !


A Tribute To a Friend June 3, 2011

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To the memory of Sharib Akhtar, a senior, a mentor, a friend. Someone who lived life on his own terms and was always full of life. But, life had other plans for him and God called him back too soon. We know you’re up there smiling down at us. May Allah bless you and give you peace wherever you are !

That you are no longer here, gives us pain,

yet we hide it and from showing it we refrain.

A muffled sob, a silent tear,

at losing someone so dear.

Each and every night and day,

for your peace we do pray.

Oh God! Of him do take care,

since for us he was so rare.

Ever since you’ve been gone,

why do we feel so alone?

You left behind such a void,

that no one can fill that place;

we miss those mischievous eyes,

and that aura on your face.

Memories of the times we all shared,

how so deeply for us you cared.

Through times of joy and despair,

for us you were always there.

To share our losses and gain,

to help us through our pain.

Since the feelings are so many,

they cannot be penned;

what a gem of a person you were,

an inspiration and a friend.

And though you have left us forever,

in our hearts, you will live for ever and ever.