Something New Under The Sun

Hello all you beautiful readers and bloggers!

First of all, I need to apologise for not posting anything new (or old for that matter). Your’s truly have been a little busy creating something new. It took a little time, a little hard-work and some amount of dedication to get it into fruition. Today, I am very proud to announce that I have successfully (maybe, well who cares?) helped to start a new blog page.

It has something which every reader would like to read about. The one who has a ton of work yet chooses to read and that too, something entirely different. Yes, I am pointing at you! There are few topics to get your juices up and running. Worry not, I will get back here to post some of my adventures pretty soon. But till you wait, you can enjoy beautiful things written by your’s truly!

So without further ado, check out the project I have been working on and do let me know what you think about it:


Pursuing Rajdhani

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The mood was cheerful as the sun shined brightly in the morning. Everything was going on smoothly till we missed our pre-planned local train from Dombivli. As the train raced away from the sights, our heart sank. Our brains started the worst-case scenario’s Powerpoint presentation. If this local train was lost, then it meant we would lose the changing local train from Dadar Junction, which was supposed to get us to Mumbai Central. This in turn, meant we would eventually lose the Rajdhani. All the hours of planning and deciding which places to visit on our first trip to Delhi was going down the drain.

The mood was tense as we caught a slow train from Dombivli. This was going to take us a complete hour to reach Dadar. Calculating possible and easier routes was how we tried to keep the negative thoughts at bay. Each and every route’s time to reach was very crucial. Picturing every outcome of all the possible routes was how we kept ourselves engrossed. Even the sound of laughter had an undertone of nervousness.

As our local train halted at Dadar,we leapt and ran like the hellhounds were chasing us. Yelling and screaming, we zigzagged through the crowd. This heroic efforts led us to get the other local train for Mumbai Central at the last second. Calming our heartbeats, which sounded as if someone was beating the drums, we waited to see if our efforts were going to pay off.

But we were not out of the woods yet! As we were reaching our destined train, a Ticket Checker made us freeze to the ground. Remember the antics at Dadar of running and screaming? Well, we had forgotten to get local tickets in all that hustle! We took leave from him with less money in our pockets. We ran to the platform, panting. And lo and behold! There was our train, standing in all glory. And strangely, the Powerpoint presentation ended abruptly. Within few minutes of getting in the Rajdhani, the train started chugging away from the platform.

The mood was relaxed. Outside, the evening had a pleasant warmth with acres of greenery as far as the eye can see. We had finally made it through all the hurdles. Everything was alright now.

Remembering the Journey

I am sitting at my workplace in Bandra, admiring the skyline view while Zoe Johnston is speaking about the peace of mind. This skyline is the kind where the sky is covered with broad strokes of shades of orange and red while there are small specks of lights from the buildings below it.

Just a few more hours to usher in the New Year and I can sense the excitement in people around me! There’s a gleam of happiness in the eyes as if something beautiful is about to happen. Somehow this makes me happy to see that others are in that festive spirit.

As for your’s truly, this was a year of absolute fun sprinkled with few doses of heartbreaks. Looking back at it, I believe this was one of the best year, ever. Period. As someone said, ‘Best friends make the good times better and hard times easier.‘ Its certainly truly for me. The crazy times with some of the best pals is literally the fundamental factor for this year’s cruising so swiftly.

I think this is enough to post about the last night of 2015 because there are so many memories that if written down, can become short stories of its own!

As Hemingway said, ‘It is good to have an end to journey toward; but it is the journey that matters, in the end.


Small Moments

The inception of music concerts has been a blessing in this messed up world of today. It’s something which takes one to a place where there is nothing but absolute bliss. A place where none of the everyday problems clings to you. At least that’s what I feel about music gigs.

A couple of days back, one of my personal favourite U.K. group of trio  named ‘Above & Beyond’ had been to my city on a  mini tour.  This group is…let’s just say, simply incredible at the music they create! Sadly, I never got a chance in the past to attend a live concert of theirs. So the moment I received the news of them performing at Mumbai, I don’t think I have ever booked tickets at such a swift pace for any event as I did for theirs!

And the waiting game began. Day-dreaming about the event, imagining the tracks which will be played at the venue and keeping an eye out on social media pages for any new updates was a favourite pastime.

Since the group was close to heart, your’s truly had planned for posting twitter requests for tracks to play and getting few clicks for creating new memories. Suffice to say, planning was done to the detail and was counting down the days.

And then Above & Beyond happened!

The moment they took the sage with a ‘Hello’, confetti and the crowd’s roar reached sky high! Giddy with excitement, we cheered on top-of-our-lungs when they started belting hits after hits of their amazing soundtracks. We literally went above and beyond of this earth’s dimension.

Those 2 hours of non-stop music and dance engulfed people with just pure pleasure. Nothing else mattered as we were experiencing something too beautiful to put it into words here. The cheering of crowds, the grooving to tracks and to see happiness in everyone’s eyes was so emotionally powerful that I can never get over anytime soon.

As the world slowly returned to Earth from their music, I couldn’t help but remember the lines from one of their songs…

Time held its breath
A motionless spell of rapture
Across the room
A memory had been captured

Joie De Vivre

89de9c01dd46b0186a7d2eaa67fe5749Have you ever stopped dead on tracks of whatever you were doing and wondered aloud, ‘How did I end up here?’ or ‘Where did the time go?’ Trying to piece together the moments we lost when we were busy focusing on trivial things and completely forgetting the important ones.

Yes, life is a journey but most of the time it feels like we are just programmed to pursue and meet the demands of the comfortable lifestyle we dream of. In the pursuit of something better, we overlook the current good times we usually have.This yearning for better is quite good but somewhere in this daily struggle for improvement, we tend to lose the focus on what really matters at the present.

Remember the time when you actually enjoyed the feeling of warm sun on your face, the smell of earth while raining or a cool breeze hitting you? Those times when the summer was incomplete without a stain of grass and dirt on you, or watching that goldfish gliding gently in the aquarium or just simply having that favourite ice-cream which made your day?

Simple joys are such a rare thing nowadays.

Sometimes, we are in such a hurry to reach some place that we neglect the beauty and grace of the universe around us. Yes, life is a journey but a journey consists of a collection of moments and in the end, the only thing that matters is how graceful and magical are those moments.

Moving On.

Hello everyone.

Hope you all are doing well. Personally speaking, the past few weeks have not been good. If you have read this previous blog of mine you would know that life was pretty amazing with awesome yet crazy friends, few pointless dramas and most importantly…blissful happiness!

But as Nelly Furtado said, “All good things come to an end.”, our bubble of happiness burst and we crashed back to earth, hard. Events conspired to such an extent that led us to walk out.

To cut long story short, each was battling their own demons. We all were miserable and spiralling down the rabbit hole.

Until yesterday.

An unforeseen event led to an impromptu meet of our group. And out of the blue, a flicker of joy could be seen in each one’s eyes. Catching up with present and taking a trip down the memory lane, we realised that we still have each other’s back.

And so the battle had begun.

The isolation, the helpless feeling, the paranoia was getting nudged back. An overwhelming emotion was fighting back. And before anyone knew, the shadows were buried back where it came from.

After spending yet another amazing time together, I realised that I can finally bid adieu to our past beautiful moments and move on. Even though we people are not together anymore, the bond still remains strong. More so, if I am bold to venture that notion!

And till now life has taught me that sometimes, when the chips are down and we have people who has our back, that is more than adequate for a fight back.

As Vince Lombardi said, “It’s not whether you get knocked down, it’s whether you get back up.”

Chords of Rain

rain2Monsoon. The time when the scorched earth and the earthlings gets a blissful relief from the hot and humid summer. The time when the air has a twinge of earthly smell all around and the heart’s yearning for a deep-rooted desire is sky high!

Nothing is more quintessential than having a cozy afternoon along with a hot cup of chocolate milk and hearing the musical notes created by the raindrops while it falls from heaven!

Here I am, sitting near a window and a gentle awareness is creeping in of the symphony of pitter-patter around me. The trail of sliding droplets in the window gives a small measure of unfounded happiness.The sight of greenery in the ground is mesmerising. As though, all the flora have suddenly woke up from their deep sleep and are inching to open themselves to the heavens to thank for the compassion they are bestowed with. The lovely caress of raindrops and the gentle breeze of air on the trees, making them dance joyously, is enchanting to feast one’s eyes on!

It’s no wonder I feel the same thing, to sing and dance in this fantastic ambience. To attain the happiness I once used to achieve while I was less older than I am now. That cold shower of rain and a warm embrace of a dear one. Oh how I wish to be that young again!