I Live to Eat

And love to Eat
Period!!

Holiday Blues 'n Purples

Are too many holidays good for the soul?

Or are they spent on getting tired and doing endless things which you would not do otherwise? Resting your poor body, or your tired sole? The pun is intended, the soul is happy wherever it is. It is the mind, which is stressed, the tresses that are stressed and sanity, poor thing, which is deserted.

Correction Fluid for Earlier Thoughts

(Since I can't use an erazer...) :)

I would normally advocate to everyone, even to myself, go ahead and grab that moment, take that opportunity. Do not wait.
But at times, it is not prudent to pre-empt situations and things. And it is best to wait, for things to run their course, and for times to change.

इंतज़ार बनाम ज़िन्दगी, या ज़िन्दगी बनाम इंतज़ार

जिंदगी में यह ऐसा बड़ा सा लफ्ज़ है
इंतज़ार
क्यों होता है यह हर वक्त...
कभी वक्त का, कभी किसी और का,
कभी ख़त कर , कभी जवाब का,
कभी बड़े होने का, कभी नौकरी का, कभी शादी का
कभी मौके का, कभी क़यामत का...

शायद इसलिए की सब कुछ तुंरत ही मिल जाए,
तो क्या क़द्र करेगा इंसान खुदा की नियामतों का...

Conversations through Silence

Am trying, to learn, how to converse..
Again, I agree...
But this time, through silence.
For a person who talks a lot, and has internalised conversations, it's asking for a lot.
To understand nuances, gestures, moods, looks.
To catch the numerous strains of thought that flow from others to me.
To be warmly receptive enough so that I do not to scare the other persons' thoughts away...
And to be moderately aloof, so as not to appear intimidating.

I am not perceptive, so this is actually a tall order. But with a few hiccups and goof-ups, I am, s-l-o-w-l-y, oh, verry frustatingly slowly, learning.
But what a learning this is...
A can mean Zee, and Zee can mean D....
A new code language...where nothin's whatusee...
You start from Omega and jump to an E
Why does all this sound like Pharsee to me!!

The People Around Me

Many a times, i just sit....and feel ...

in times of such quiet and solitude..

there are times and there are times.......

Sometimes i just sit and let things flow by

at such times i get this feeling

of people around me

an uncanny out of body experience

i find myself floating

and find myself among a lot of people

and i feel..

i feel them walking around me

i feel them talking to me

i feel them emoting and telling me things

i feel as if a current is coming in from them till me

it is strange and odd...

i am sitting , all alone.

No one i can see is around

but there are so many of them all around me

people from my past

people from my present

people i love and loved

people here and then

people....floating around me

i can feel them sitting next to me,

the warmth from their bodies

being transmitted to me

like a current, an aura

which comes to me..and merges in me

i feel them as if there is someone next to me

i can feel them touch me

sometimes i feel that someone

is standing right behind me

and I feel a breath on my back

i turn, and find no one...

"Ghosts.."my friend tells me

"Ghosts?"I ask

"What about the persons who are alive and kicking and meet me everyday.."

"Ah, they send in their auras then...to contact you."

"Contact me? Whatever for, I will see them again in the next one hour. So why contact me now..."

The learned one, she says..."Well, they must have thought about you

and thought is such a powerful tool

so it travelled....from them to you

and you felt the person talking to you"

"Ah..you are mad!" ,I tell her

"Am I?" she counters back

"Don't you get these niggles, as if someone is telling you something and it happens?"

"I do" i say....and start thinking.

Why do I meet people so...

and some of them, whom I have never met

who come over and greet me

and i feel i know them and they are very dear

sometimes,

i meet someone there in that grey area

who definitely raises my hackles

and makes me feel insecure

and unsure

and awakens the demons in my mind

and unleashes the negatives.

I find my aura shrinking from such persons

And literally see the colour black...

reaching out to me...

and i shrink back

evading all that

which is perceived as being sent to me

i withdraw, and i see a cucoon

forming around me...

White...Like a thick impermeable cloud

WHY?

Why do i feel so...

i do not know..

as much as many of those things

i still neither know, nor understand

But

i wait

for the moment of realisation

When ...Maybe...i will

Know!