Life...as i see it!

Saturday, July 30, 2005

*From a wedding attended yesterday*

The older men of the family along with a maulana went into the little room where the bride sat since the last 3 hours waiting for the baraat to arrive. They pushed a scrap of paper towards her and she signed the dotted line.
A chorus of Mubarak Ho's rose all over the tiny room and the girl was further burdened with more garlands. One of them ran outside and called out
"Nikah Hogaya!!" which evoked sum more mubarak baads.
As the bride took a deep breath and mentally prepared herself for a new life with complete strangers, I thought was that it?
Is marriage just a signing of the nikahnama and your done? Does a single signature, terms and agreements certify marriage?
it's a shame that even now, marriage is a contract that makes most people are forced to abide under strictures that suffocates the sphere around them. What about the mental equation, the understanding and atleast some love not just between the couple but in the family who is taking a step towards bringing in a new member in the family...?
what of them?

listening on 12:34 PM

Friday, July 29, 2005

Someone referred Marium as a ‘Moon Aapi’. Now if this gorgeous looking girl is old enough to be called an ‘Aapi’ then I must be grumpy old that stinks *grumpy*


Posted by JonyBr

listening on 1:26 AM

Friday, July 22, 2005






Aint it cool??!!

listening on 10:39 PM


Expectations made,
Expectations denied
and expectations left unfulfilled!

Why is it so hard for me to let go of them, worse...why is it even harder for people to consider what my expectations are, and atleast remotely come closer to them. Is it too much to expect so little.
Life's hell bent on proving me wrong, but how long will it be till I succumb to it, till I stop fighting back and become a silent spectator of my own life.

listening on 11:26 AM

Monday, July 18, 2005






















Happy Birthday to my Lil' shweetie pie Sis!!


listening on 2:55 PM

Saturday, July 16, 2005

A road side

puddle,

sloshed

around and

stepped

over....

But the rain

is still

beautifull!



listening on 11:17 AM

Saturday, July 09, 2005

listening on 12:08 PM


Few minutes of happiness and then months of agony
Why does this cycle repeats again and again in such a short span of time.

listening on 11:51 AM

Monday, July 04, 2005

What if Love were a person instead of a vague romantic concept?
Would he be just as annoying and self-serving as I imagine, or would love be an enlightened philosopher sitting lotus-style on a snowy mountain peak?
No, I think Love would be a semi-shady man, who would speak using obtuse phrases, and be disconcertingly vain and ego-driven.

I would have my people call his people and set up an interview just so I could confront him face to face. We would decide to meet at a snazzy restaurant, and he would of course be twenty minutes late. He would stroll in laughing on his cell phone, talking loudly, flirting crazily and exuding a hypnotising aura, I would probably gesture emphatically but He would laugh and make some sort of dismissive gesture...like... "Love breaks all rules!!"

I would know we were off to a bad start if he was already starting in with the clichés and speaking in third person. Love of course, would have a stereotypical accent and be suspiciously attractive.
I would clear my throat and flip my notepad open.
Me: "Okay, Love, I want to justify all the pain and misery you inflict."
Love would look taken aback. This is not the direction he would expect the interview to take. "I bring joy and pleasure. . . ."

Me: "Cut the crap. You make most of the people I know miserable."

He would be quiet for a moment, lips, as he thought. "You've been hurt. . . ."

Me: "This isn't about me."
Love: "I think it is. Yes, it's true, many people do suffer after falling in love." He shrugged. "But that's not my fault. Can I be blamed if people don't know how to behave in relationships? I give people a gift, am I expected to run after you all making sure you don't ruin it?"

He would be right of course and I would close my notepad, because I wouldn't really have anything else left to ask. He would sense this and stand.

"I should go. I have a lot of appointments to keep, but don't worry, you'll be seeing me."


listening on 4:13 PM