~ Reflections ~

I am very bad it buying gifts.  I mean, I can always buy something for someone, a casual chocolate, an ice cream.. you get the drift... But the minute it comes to getting something in a box for someone, I often freeze... So when I finally thought I should splurge a little on a gift, and finally found a gadget (read: a gift that finally comes in a box)  that would be used, I went ahead and bought it. Ironically, the part I missed was whether it was needed... so in my misguided thrill for finally finding something that would be used, I forgot the other important aspect of a gift ! And so, now, the box is wistfully staring at me, as I stare back... hoping that the beneficiary (not that the person thinks he is benefitting from it)  would finally unbox it ! I know I am making too much of a small thing, but to understand the joy of finally finding something, you need to watch Shall we Dance?    

The first week of the year is often spent in recollecting the best and the worst of the year gone by. It makes sense to thank what we have had, hoping for good times to come. I'd love to say that I make resolutions each year, and try to stick by them, but that's not true.. not even the first part. So let me not call these resolutions. Let's just say these are realizations of the past year, which will be setting the theme of the year ahead. Winds of Change : With a toddler in tow, life has taken a 360degree turn. While we keep trying to restore equilibrium (read: relive experiences and moments of the past) , situations and time spent has changed definitively. Of course it is all for the better, but one often wonders if we can re-attempt what we did earlier. So till we find a new equilibrium (now that there is a tiny human in the equation) , hope we survive the swings & friction, and redefine the new status quo soon. Leap of Faith : There is help all around us, in differ...

We all go through phases... Of loving, and losing,  Of loving what is lost, and then losing what is loved... And then it moves in a loop.... The love and the loss needn't pertain to a homo-sapien, but could be something as simple as a habit... In all this loving and losing and loving all over again, I have come to a single consistent conclusion each time...  Look for the bare necessities, Forget about your worries and your strife And then the bare necessities will come to you :)

There is nothing as poetic and romantic as unfulfilled unrequited love... Or maybe the idea that someone is still trying to pursue someone, despite knowing that it is probably unattainable... Or is it just the chase.. I guess anything that has been attained looses its charm... Or maybe we work really hard when something is out of reach,  and eventually take it for granted when we have it...

Lets welcome the New Year with open arms.. And embrace the new things it brings with it.. there are stars you  haven't seen and loves you haven't loved there's light you haven't felt and sunrises yet to dawn there are dreams  you haven't dreamt and days you haven't lived and nights you won't forget and flowers yet to grow and there is more to you that you have yet to  know. ~ g.c.

We are one confused species... we seem to strive for different things in each phase of life, and yet manage to be dissatisfied with the outcome... As kids, we wish to grow up... We have parents whom we'd love to over rule.. With each growing year, we become more independent, and seek money, career and similar trappings... and in th e process losing out time with people... I wonder how this would've been if it was the other way round... grew up as an adult and finally became a child, would I be more satisfied in life !?!

All of us have different associations with our grandmother.... but the strongest one, more often than not is the connection of food.. The delicacies my grandmothers used to make at my behest.. even the thought of it makes my mouth water even after all these years... Found this ad to be a perfect depiction of this love...  Credits: Catch Masala, Digital Campaign 2018, Ad Agency: Dentsu

Some would call me selfish...   But somehow, I associate great value to the blessings we get... At the end of the day, it isn't the food we eat or the air we breathe that keeps us going, it is the good wishes and blessings we get... earn... deserve that take us through the day, and life in general. So if I see my grandmother waving her hand, I ensure it firmly lands on my head :)

We were recently having an arbitrary conversation recently about who are our real loved ones, besides our parents/children. It was fairly amusing to see, as I deliberated on my choices, that my answers would have varied at different points in my life. The change can partly be attributed to the change in environment around us, and hence the different people around us, but it also has to do with the change in our interpretation on the concept called love and being loved. The only people who will probably steadily rank high on this list, despite time and age are our parents.

I aspired for you... I craved for you... I wished you were with me at all times.. to consume... to enjoy.... and now that you are finally here... I wonder there isn't too much of you in my life... From longing... to seeking... to finding.. to experiencing.... too getting fed-up..... I wonder how the whole cycle suddenly turns around and stares you in the face suddenly....

Family to me is not about blood, or just love... Family is about time spent, moments shared, issues discussed....  Participating & contributing in each others lives... Where you are allowed to make fun... but are never ridiculed... Where you might not have the last word on everything, but every word said counts...

I've read a few books so far.... Some books many times, and many books just about once.... But the one book I can read as many times I lay hands on it is Love Story , by Eric Segal . So as I read the book again (once more !!!), here's what I like the most, besides the entire book that is... "When our two souls stand up erect and strong, face to face, silent,  drawing nigh and nigher 'til the lengthening wings break into fire at either curved point;  What bitter wrong can the Earth do to us that we should not long be here contented? Think.  In mounting higher, the angels would press on us,  and aspire to drop some golden orb of perfect song into our deep dear silence.  Let us stay rather on Earth, Beloved,  where the unfit contrarious moods of men recoil away  and isolate pure spirits and permit a place to stand and love  in for a day with darkness and death hour rounding it."

All of us dream when we sleep... Some dream about the days gone by, and the others navigate through time around the corner.. Of wishes fulfilled, and the ones left to accomplish.. Of love & life, hope & pain... But what if I told you that I wanted to break free from dreams.. That I didn't want to contemplate - neither the past nor the future... Would should I do ? http://dianablography.wordpress.com/2012/03/30/dreams-and-reality-might-collide/

All of us have small little rituals, that comfortably become a part of our daily lives... And we don't even notice them till they stop... be it a good night kiss, or a meal together.. Actually, I always used to wonder during my childhood why my mother used to try her best that all of us eat dinner together at the dinner table... yes.. dinner table !!! It all sounds like an alien concept, with tight schedules and the television to give us company.. But it all makes sense to me now... through our entire busy day,we are always surrounded by different objects/people... Dinner seems to be the only time when the entire family has the opportunity to sit together.. and talk... discuss the day's events... and other trivial things.... As unimportant and trivial as it may sound, I have come to believe that a family that eats together, stays together !!!

Fear is an important component in life.. The fear of loss... the fear of gain... The fear of being left alone... the fear of being lost in a crowd.. And all it takes is some self-confidence... and your loved ones.... To feel secure again :)

All of us love our parents... But I doubt, if even once in our lifetime, we tell them how much we love them... ya ya.. I get it... that some things are understood, and need not be said... but once they start getting old... these are the things that keep them going... to know that they are loved... that we'll take care of them... Afterall, life comes a full circle.. from their holding our hand to walk... to us holding theirs....