I remember the first time I saw him. In a white shirt and beige pants. He was sitting on the staircase. There was a door in between us. We were on either side. Every time someone passed through the door, I would get a glimpse of him. I remember, checking to see from below my lashes if he noticed me, but always hoped that he didn’t notice me noticing him.
I remember smiling a lot, so he would notice that. I remember feeling exhilaration and fear when our eyes met for a brief moment. I remember each moment of my body in slow motion… my eyes rushing away, my tummy doing a flip-flop, my breath catching, my thoughts mingling and swirling, the moment of feeling alive, the adrenaline rush, the urge to do a somersault and giggle, my fingers flexing and my toes curling. It was a moment when I felt fully alive; all my senses were thrumming in high wire like before a dangerous jump or a reckless act.
I’m thankful I remember every moment.
Has it ever happened to you?
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
Thursday, March 4, 2010
Just listing down a few things, I think, make me smile.. The little things.. The tiny things
- Holding a new born in your arms

- Doing something nice for a friend without letting him/her know
- Reading an amazing book
- Crying at the end of a movie
- Pranks played with friends
- Pranks played on you by friends
- When someone stands up for you in front of a whole lot of people..hell..when someone just stands up for you
- Friends
- A really funny 'inside ur group' type of joke
- Surprises
- Being accepted
- Getting permission for something you never thought would happen
- Unplanned outings
- Beaches
- Chocolates
- Playing in the rain
- Playing with kids
- Dancing with friends

- Dancing alone
- A great online conversation
- Meeting an intriguing stranger
- Receiving a tender look from your parents
- Holding hands
- Your first kiss
- Putting ur hand in a sack full of grain and loving the feeling
- Looking in the mirror and thinking 'wow! I look great today!'
- A moment of connection with the one above
- Singing from your stomach
- A wonderful warm hug
- Meeting a happy person

- A gentle platonic kiss
- The not so gentle and platonic kisses ;)
- Feeling protected
- Being protective
- A good long cry
- Imaginary friends (v all had them)
- Flirting
- Being flirted with
- lots of pretty clothes
- An unexpected treat

- Gossiping
- Laughing for no apparent reason
- Bumping into that guy/gal that you've adored for ages
- Watching nature's bounties
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
Bang! Bang!
Guns! Viloence! Silence... There was a time when we read about it in books. Today its our reality! We are dying to be a part of the UN. Only privileged nations make it there. Its all about peace anyway, is it not? Then why the need to be privileged to be a part of the organisation?
Guns! Viloence! Silence... There was time when we experienced life in our neighborhood! Before the Babri Masjids and the local kings! Before the fear to say the wrong thing at the wrong place! Before we were taught nicknames of every religion...
Guns! Viloence! Silence... There was a time when our soul was quiet. When life was about the next moment and not the next 50 years. When we would fling ourselves into our dad's arms. Forgive and ACTUALLY forget. Smile and mean it. Cry over a broken leaf!
Guns! Viloence! Silence... It always ends with silence! When two nations collide..the end is silence! When two religions collide, the end is silence.. and eventually every person is silenced. The fear, the terror and then the silence...
A hush here
A hush there
All fall down!!
Guns! Viloence! Silence... There was time when we experienced life in our neighborhood! Before the Babri Masjids and the local kings! Before the fear to say the wrong thing at the wrong place! Before we were taught nicknames of every religion...
Guns! Viloence! Silence... There was a time when our soul was quiet. When life was about the next moment and not the next 50 years. When we would fling ourselves into our dad's arms. Forgive and ACTUALLY forget. Smile and mean it. Cry over a broken leaf!
Guns! Viloence! Silence... It always ends with silence! When two nations collide..the end is silence! When two religions collide, the end is silence.. and eventually every person is silenced. The fear, the terror and then the silence...
A hush here
A hush there
All fall down!!
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