Tuesday, August 31, 2010

You can if you believe

just believe Pictures, Images and Photos

Apologies if you have come here looking for a post to read. This will soon appear in my 3rd book called 'A 2nd Jar of Bubblegums and Candies'. I had to remove it as making it available online would be very unfair to my publishers who have placed so much trust in me. A heartfelt thanks for your support and understanding. Thanks for continuing to read what I write.

Monday, August 30, 2010

A very special day

Some people have great difficulties saying "I love you" to the ones they really do. They want to. They would very much like to. But somehow the words get stuck in the throat or at a level deeper down and the best they can come up with is 'Take care' or 'See you soon' or something equivalent.

Me, I am quite shameless  expressive that way. If I feel it, I say it. I throw in a hug and maybe a  kiss too :-) Those that I love know I do :-)

Satish is quite shy when it comes to saying the words. When we first met 15 years ago, one of the first things he gave me was this tiny little clip-on bear whose hands (they were clips actually) would grasp the object they would cling to. To this day, I remember his exact words. He said  " I am a very shy guy. So this guy says 'I love you' " and he gave me that little bear (it fits in the palm of my hand) which I truly treasure to this day. (Yeah, I am so sentimental that way. Any expression of love and I am floored). This was before our marriage  at Mumbai airport, when I had gone to receive him. I am sure he was stunned when I grabbed him and kissed him right there in full public view. :-) I adored him all the more for it, while he squirmed, half in shock, half in embarrassment but a huge wide grin spreading across his face all the same.


Over the years, nothing has changed. (Thankfully) Except that I have raised my two children to say 'I love you' and to hug and kiss too. I get my large share of it daily. (Oh, how I love it and now  satish does too). Of course my children (just like me)  are very very selective to whom they say it.

We exchanged a lot of hugs and kisses and 'i love you' s today. Today is a special day after all. It is his birthday. :-)

This song I dedicate to you, Satish..(yeah, I am corny/silly/filmy  that way and very happily so :-) )


Various - Jiya Dhadak Dhadak Jaye .mp3
Found at bee mp3 search engine

And as for the words on the collage, you know how much I mean them too.
Happy Birthday Satish! You are loved a LOT.

Friday, August 27, 2010

Are you a Hermit or a Scuba diver?

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" Mom, I'm going to be a hermit," announces my twelve year old with a resigned air of finality, sighing as he pushes away his empty breakfast plate.

This is a new one to me. I am not sure how to react.

"Why a hermit?" I say finally.

"Hermits can laze around and do absolutely nothing. Life is so cool when you're a hermit," comes the prompt reply. I can see he has been thinking about it.

"But hermits have to meditate and live in the Himalayas, " I respond, a picture of a Sadhu in a loin cloth with protruding ribs and orange robes with a kamandalu  by his side, coming to my mind.

He thinks for a few seconds.

"Either a hermit or a scuba diver," he says. He has been saying he wants to be Scuba diver ever since he could speak.

"Wow," I respond. And I mean it. Each time he says it, it never ceases to charge my spirit, this moment.

Then he asks, "How do Scuba divers make money?"

His nine year old sister responds , "They can take beautiful underwater pictures and  make films and sell them to magazines and TV."

I am amazed at her practicality and the way she comes up with an instant solution.


"You can combine your love for photography with underwater diving," I say. (My son clicks amazing photos. Go here to see his shots)

 
Looking at my children this morning, I am inspired. I  do love the company of children. (yes, even my own and even when they drive me up the wall :-))

The imagination and dreams of children are not fettered, like us adults. Mostly, because they believe and they know that anything the heart desires the mind can achieve though sheer determination. They lead uncomplicated lives. If they love someone they show it and express it so freely. If they fight with their friends, a punch and a kick and the matter is sorted out. The next day, they are friends again :)

When was the last time you unfettered your mind like a child?


Life is indeed beautiful and you simply have to grab those moments.
They slip away unnoticed even before you realise their worth, much like the things that children say.

It is still not too late, no matter how old you are.
Chase your dreams. Live in the moment. Be inspired.


Today.
Right now.

Wednesday, August 25, 2010

Coupling.--Wordless wednesday 23

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When I spotted this couple in my garden, I ran up three flights of stairs to get my camera. 
Fortunately they were still there when I dashed back.

It was totally worth it. The run I mean ;-)




And then they parted. He went his way and she went hers.

And only two photos tell a story. Frozen in time, a moment captured forever.

I simply love pictures.



Monday, August 23, 2010

Back!

                                            Picture clicked by me in Kerala at my mother's cottage


"No man needs a vacation so much as the person who has just had one " said Elber Hubbard.

It makes perfect sense to me now. We got back to our home in UK, from India late last night (and we had to change five trains from Heathrow terminal to get here, thanks to disruption on two lines on London tube), lugging three enormously heavy suitcases and two not so enormous but heavy back-packs.

Their combined weight was nothing compared to the heaviness of my  feelings and my longing for all things Indian.

I seemed to have misplaced my heart this time, somewhere in India. I had noticed it was missing in the Aircraft itself. Who knows, like delayed baggage, it may eventually find its way back.

Meanwhile, the strength  of  happy memories, re-living the marvellous time I had with all my close friends scattered in various cities across India and a quick phone call to them to tell them I am not-so-okay but okay, keeps me going . I had met each of them and truly cherished the time I got with them.  (I do feel blessed too to have so many friends who deeply care.)

Jet lagged and exhausted I have still managed to attack my e-mail  and clear the 300 odd messages that had arrived and were waiting (im)patiently for me so that they could tumble out, surprise and drown me when I opened my inbox like little jack in the boxes, the scoundrels.  But I side stepped them and they have all been dealt with in the manner they deserve--responded to, trashed or forwarded. Good thing the messages don't have voices else the decibel level of their abuses would have probably shattered my ear drums. [Along with already being sans a heart, I'd have become deaf too.] But  hey all is well.(said with a shrug)


Life might be limping but it is definitely arriving. :-)  The super- fantastic news from my end is that my second book deal has been signed (I met up with my publisher too) and the book which is a full length fiction will be out in February 2011. I am now working on my 3rd book which will be a '2nd  jar of bubblegums and candies'. (Oh yes, it  indeed feels marvellous to actually say that I am now working on my 3rd book)

A big thanks to YOU who have been reading everything I write here and encouraging too. I'd have never been able to do it without all of you :-) ) The number of subscribers of this blog now exceed 800! I am honoured. Humbled. Touched.





You will be seeing regular updates on this blog now on. My marvellous tiger lillies have bloomed again, this time a burning shade of  flaming yellow after the fiery reds. The garden needs weeding though. Twenty one days of neglect has taken its toll and there are huge weeds where grass should have been.

Makes me think that it is a lot like relationships. To keep them going you need to water them with love. You need to weed out the not-so-good bits.


And sometimes a little bit of love is all you need.


Oh wait--I hear a knock on the door..I think my heart has just come  marching back :-)