Zendagi Migzara

The song is from the movie P.S. I Love You. The book is beautiful and the movie adequately captures the simplicity and the beauty of the book. This song is something that keeps playing in the background, and is something that Gerry sings for Holly in that oh-so-damn-husky voice of his and is something that Holly sings when one of Gerry’s letters tells her to go and sing at a Karaoke bar. The song, like the movie, carries the message that they’ll love each other. Always. And forever. So for the hopeless romantic that I am, this post of mine will be this song. Love, you see, exists in the simple joys and sorrows, ups and downs, smiles and tears, fights and make-ups of life. For now all i have to say is, P.S. I’ll always …… I just want to see you when you are all alone I just want to catch you If I can I just want to be there when the morning light explodes On your face it radiates I can not escape I’ll love you till the end I just want to tell you Nothing ...

My second birthday away from home. I was excited, nervous and anxiously waiting see how it goes. June 2009 I get to know that I will be in Bombay on my b’day. As many people(obviously) know, for me Bombay = Shah. So, to be in the same city as Shah on my bday was B.I.G.. I mean really! I actually pinched myself to see if I was dreaming! July 2009 Started off the month in Delhi and came back after a nice long vacation. Unfortunately the Bombay trip was preponed (Yes that is Indian English) by a week and so I would not get to see Shah or Mannat on my b’day. Well actually I did not get to see it at all. My birthday week, was awesome. I was on a natural high. Like glowing happy. Aren’t we all?? On the eve the day, my guardian Angel (since we are both into ‘code names’ bigtime), a very dear friend and I went for a nice beautiful Dinner at this restaurant called N. It’s actually N Grill. But for us it was just N. Imagine going to a chic restaurant on the eve of your b’day and ...

“ Were all stars to disappear or die, I should learn to look at an empty sky And feel its total dark sublime, Though this might take me a little time.” ~The More Loving One  ~~  WH Auden I always knew the end was near. And I always tried to shoo it away. Because I always had a reason. A reason to carry on. A reason to hope. A reason to wait. A reason to reason with myself. And the reason was you. I knew things were not perfect for us. But I always thought that we could work it out in our own way. The gap between us, the years, the levels, could be bridged. Only if you would once tell me. Only if I could tell you. I knew what your fears were. And I certainly knew mine. But I always believed. And I always dreamed. And yet again the fate was the same. I knew you were afraid of us not being close, in distance. I also knew that you were afraid of the connection. I know your fear was the reason you kept asking me when I was leaving . Or were you asking me because y...

Even though I ought to love coffee, being from ‘the Land Of Coffee’ (Coorg), Chai has been and will always be favourite beverage. I don’t really remember how or when i started drinking Chai. But my earliest memories of it is getting up from my cozy bed in Srinagar, with a cup of tea on my bedside table. My brother and I used to wake up only when the cold November air carried to us the fragrance of tea. And only then would we unwillingly move ourselves out of bed in those beautiful cold, snowy and wintry days to get ready for school. And a lotta times we never opened our eyes but sat up in bed and held that tea cup in our hands so that it’s warmth could compensate for the letting go of the feathery China blanket. Aaaah those days. And that was where I was introduced to the heavenly Kahwaa!! And the even more heavenly almonds at the end of the cup. Scooping out those almonds with a Chinar leaf shaped spoon after the tea is done is pure ecstasy, now that’s Life! So t...

Had I the heavens' embroidered cloths, Enwrought with golden and silver light, The blue and the dim and the dark cloths Of night and light and the half-light, I would spread the cloths under your feet: But I, being poor, have only my dreams; I have spread my dreams under your feet, Tread softly because you tread on my dreams ~William Butler Yeats I have always believed in the dream world that Bollywood shows us. While a lot of others criticize it for it’s sheer drama and masala and dhinchak music and dance, it’s larger than life portrayal of family, friends, love …life,, I have loved these very aspects of it. I have cried when My Shah cries on screen, I have loved when he loved, I sang along when he sang,and I have danced to each and every song of his. Having said all this I have always known that Bollywood is not life and life is not Bollywood. But there was always a little girl inside me who unconditional...

I have always heard of an ‘unfair’ world. I have heard my Ma speak about it, I have read about it in books, articles, seen it unfold in movies. Always knew it existed but never encountered it myself. I have tried to follow what I always seen my Pa do. Speak the truth. Do what is right, irrespective of how tough it is or how easy the other path may seem. Do not do something with the anticipation that you will be rewarded for it. Always dream. And always try to make it happen. Never measure your life with how much money you have earned, but with how many friends you’ve made, the times you have laughed and been happy and the things you’ve done which made you realise your worth as a human being. I follow everything. To the last word. I do what is right, not what is easy. I practice what my Ma-Pa preached and what i now preach. And I always wondered why everyone wouldn’t do the same. It all seemed pretty easy to me. I mean, how difficult is it to speak the truth or how tough is it to no...

This song is from the movie 27 Dresses. It’s my favourite part of the movie. When Jane’s heart breaks…yet again. I love the song, not because it talks about heartbreak, it does not, I love it simply because it talks about the strength you need to overcome any failure and move on. It talks about not anchoring yourself to one person/place/situation but to yourself. Because at the end when everything is washed away by the waves of sadness that Life brings in..whether or not you are washed away depends on how well you can hold onto your anchor, your hope, your voice… it all depends on how strong you are. What is happening now is for the good.What has happened was for the good and what will happen is also for the good. God has a plan for all of us and it is up to to us to be strong and wait with patience to watch every little piece of this puzzle called Life come together to make a more meaningful and beautiful picture. As my best friend puts it - treat these bad times and heartbreaks as ‘d...