hold that thought....
a space to truly hold on to our thoughts
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
I question God,I question fate.
I struggle in moments of despair,
Nothing seems right, Nothing seems fair.
This could have been a better place, a better time,
Is this all there is, the 'sum' of my life?
Questions without answers,
So much of life in a blur.
Surrounded by darkness,
I am tempted to give in,
Until I see it,
That which is meant to be.
Beyond the horizon,
Where the Sun and Earth meet,
I can see my place in destiny.
Friday, July 31, 2009
Silence after the Noise
Dawn after Night
Soul Stirring Music
A Hug after a Fight
Tears of Joy
Having no Regrets
Pouring Rain after a Hot Summer Day,
Your Baby's Smile after a Hard Day
Words of Comfort
Friends in Times of Need
Precious, Just Being Alive to witness another Beautiful Day!
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
It's about what he represented, an extraordinary gift.
There are artists that have unimaginable talent and creativity. I'm so in awe of them! Of course, I believe that destiny determines whether they are successful or not,but just the fact they are immensely blessed is what gets me.
Have you not heard soul-stirring music and wondered how this magic of creation happens? If it's not divine intervention every time a masterpiece is created, then what is it?
If you have the gift of arts, please don't let it go waste, give it all you've got. Even though you may not be lucky enough to get successful at it, stay with your craft, it's your special something from God.
Thursday, July 2, 2009
As if it's not tough enough, we make it more so, by being hard on ourselves, especially us Moms, 'Did i get it right'? the perennial thought on our minds.
Which brings me to the question..is parenting an Art, a Science or a Gift? Do some people just make better parents or are they 'born with it'? Or, do you get good at it ( like preparing for an exam) if you work hard enough?
Whatever it is, I'm sure all of us try our absolute best in every way possible and thats what matters.
Because, there are others who will make you feel like a klutz , judging you, monitoring every milestone your kid should reach ( oh..isn't she crawling yet?, she must be talking by now! etc.), why inflict the same misery on yourself.
To all the Moms and Dads out there, whenever you are haunted by the thought 'Am I a good parent?', just dismiss it and give yourself more credit for doing an absolutely terrific job at raising your beautiful children.
Sunday, June 21, 2009
Today is Father's Day. I find myself being particularly melancholy about it this year. Probably because it's a big thing here in the US; I suddenly miss you more than ever.
I wish I had a pensieve (as used by Dumbledore to capture memories in the Harry Potter series) so that I could see every little memory of ours anytime. I just hate the fact that I don't remember anything about my childhood,when you were around me.
Whenever I listen to good music, I remember you...I close my eyes and imagine that we are listening to it together. I feel connected to you in that moment, I know you loved music a lot. What I miss the most is just talking to you and having you around me. I'm curious to know..do you miss me up there in Heaven? Anyway, I know you are with me in spirit at all times, whether happy or sad.
Happy Father's Day, Dad! I love you.
Friday, June 12, 2009
After everything that has been said about New York City, I would still like to add my insignificant bit to it. Consider this a personal tribute to a city that brings out the best in most of us.
The first time I stepped into Manhattan about 4 years ago, I felt intimidated,awed,excited all at the same time. Those feelings are a constant,no matter how many times I've been there, I just never get bored of the it.
The skyscrapers, a witness to the genius that lies within us. The culture, an eclectic mix from all over the world. The pace, so addictive, it can make the laziest human being feel like running a marathon! The mood, always upbeat, my recommendation to combat depression, a walk down the streets of downtown manhattan..!!
The fashion, deserves a special mention. The आम आदमी is the trend-setter, always well put together, never trying too hard. The self-confidence of a New Yorker reflects in what he wears, unafraid to wear vanity on his sleeve.
There's all this and much more to love about this amazing city, but what I adore the most is the emotions it arouses in me,those of ambitiousness,hope and a sense that eventually,everything will be allright.
Thursday, June 4, 2009
बैठे रहे तसव्वुरे - जाना किए हुए
As I am attending to Avni who's 2 1/2 , while Ariv, who's 11 months, is pulling at my leg, these beautiful lines penned by Gulzar come to my mind. I have never related to them as much as I do now, as a mom of two kids under the age of 3!
Come to think of it, when was the last time I did anything uninterrupted(apart from the time when both of them are asleep, which only happens at night!) I'm so used to these interruptions now that I navigate through them as if on auto-pilot.
How I miss those times when I could wake up at any hour, read a book for as long as I wished, watch movies(in a multiplex) and basically just go anywhere, anytime.
But just as I am lamenting the total lack of time, Ariv gives me a toothy smile, Avni hugs me...and I say a small prayer, to thank God for these precious interruptions.