Live life..err... Vicki Height..

If u hav noticed.. I write only on weekends... Mostly so.. Perhaps the reason being that those are the only sane days for me to pen my thoughts.. The rest of the days is the regular Gtalk song transfer and banter..with my set of friends...and that is enough to drain me!

Saturdays are usually no stop days.. I do almost everything i love.. from walking around CP to window shopping to meeting up pals...The last is the most consistent part of my trend!!!

This week the Bakra was Vicki.. as i call him.. My frnd from CLC.. someone i became friends with only to the end of my law.. yet discovered to be so much like me... Crazy, fanatic, passionate to start with.. about art, music and books...the fact that our bdays fall on consecutive days..similarly aged siblings and what not... Our banter is endless.. sometimes interspersed with stretches of Silence..

So.. I met Vicki.. after.. 6 months i think.. and the beauty is.. it seemed as though i had met him just last week.. The banter was as warm as ever.. our exchange of idiosyncracies.. over biryani, paneer makhani, raita.. and ahem ahem.. a cocktail.. recounting old times.. catching up on what was on in our lives.. advice.. never unwarranted..and endless laughter.. checking out the kids trying to act ah-so-grown-up... i truly had a great time..

The reason i write this post.. is cause i realise that one rarely meets people you feel at home with.. from minute one.. For one.. i learnt Vicki' first impression of me.. as SNOBBISH... n i laughed my heart out!!!

Well Vicki.. thanx for all the awesome times we've had.. walking frm CLC to metro.. dragging me 2 Bhatia' place for that Juris book.. Running up and down for PAC.. to the phonecalls to recruiters. Mawana.. hahaha!!! Uve just left me with times to smile about!!! Ofc.. it would be unfair if i dint mention the times you were at the receiving end.. but let me tell you.. i am glad to have been at the receiving end of your friendship!!!

I can only think of one song:

Dont you ever wish.. You were someone Else,
You were meant to be.. the way you are exactly...
Don't Change...

Cheers!!!

The Day that Just Flew By....

Sometimes.. you don't know what is in store for you.. but you just wake up knowing its gonna be a Lovely day.. Yesterday was one of those days.. when I woke up from that side of the bed that makes you feel... Today is Gonna be A Great day..

Hey stop guessing.. I didnt bump into my ah-much-frenzied-Bach... but who knows!!! :P For the eternal optimist on the few things that i am, today i felt optimistic about almost everything... Morning was as smooth as silk.. no tatter-patter with mum or dad... truce.. And i reach office and there's some news that makes me truly happy! (Congrats guys!!!)

And then.. as I walk thru the colours of Janpath.. to reach Piccadelhi.. I take the longest route possible... walking through, peeping through stores and making numerous slow-downs to admire windows... something that doesnt come to me easily.. (am a shop with a list gal!)

As am heading.. I make a stop at the music store.. pick up CDs like Crazy... I picked up 7 CDs to start with.. then replaced them with 3 MP3 Cds and a fusion.. so 4in all.. and swipe my card jus to dent myslf a teeny-weeny bit.. and what a lovely dent could that be..

My next stop.. Piccadelhi.. where i intended to meet some people I hardly know.. and for the hours we spent.. over banter, lotus stem in honey garlic, mousse, noodles, chese sticks, coffee for some and a fantabulously recipe-ed but horribly mixed cocktail...time just flew... Meeting people is not always so pleasurable.. this time.. meeting each one.. was completely a Pleasure...

And as U2' Beautiful Day plays behind me.... It is the Perfect song for me....

Just like That...

When you are dazed, confused..
When you feel.. looking at everything.. amused,
When there are answers to questions you donot know,
When things seem fine, but happiness does not show,
When things turn inside out,
And you want to do nothing.. but scream and shout..
When you are around people yet alone,
When you should be happy when rings beside the fone,
When there are thousands of questions unknown,
And in the night.. the moon is not shone..
And what do you so is all you ask,
A challenge.. seems every task...
And then when walks in that Angel to mend..
Devoid of halo or wings.. just there.. for a hand to lend.
What else would you call that God-given Gift..
Nothing else.. but your most Precious Friend..

Dedicated to some people.. Who have helped me sail through tyrannical times... God Bless you!!!!

Mumbai Musings...

For the one month of my life I shall cherish forever....July of 2007..

My parents away.. yet Chitti chitappa around... Gannu, Sowmi, Purni and the late night banter..

New city Blues.. and electric train terror.. Internship..

Meeting someone after years at the airport.. and the silence in that...

Wimbeldon and Federer's win..and then the call till 4 am.. discussing things absolutely crazy yet so close...:P

Pomegranate and me snatching Gannu's share... our GRE Word tag games..n his PPT and me playing around with Fonts... endless song transfers!!!

Tilak Nagar Harbour Line... Fight at Dadar to get off the train..

Walks to Chembur market on Sundays.. and endless banter with Purni...Chitti's special Paneer..

Idiosyncracies.. Bandra Fort.. and the things that went with it..the Message Marathon..

Mahalaxmi temple.. Siddhi Vinayak' Siddhi..

The high Rise at Worli and the contrasting black sea..Walking on the parapet along Marine drive..

Chittappa accompanying me to the station while on his morning stroll..

Vijaya aunty, uncle and our laughter Riot..

Uchita and Vada Pav...The call and the Result..

My trip to Pune.. watching the most useless movie.. Naqaab at the Adlabs there...the Cookies from Khayani bakery... Ofcourse sir and banter with him..

Sea breeze.. varied aroma.. the rattling of the train.. the simplicity of the people..

Meeting Periappa and losing him...

I must say.. i have countless things on my mind... and perhaps this post seems.. non-sensical.. but its just some lovely things.. i fear i might loose tab off.. caught in the Busy life in my city...It's just a reminder.. for the times when i will forget to remember (perhaps..)that it is the smallest of things that make us really happy People!!!