Sunday, September 15, 2013

An year of endeavors

Recently we completed a whole year in Kuwait..
An year of changes, endeavors and compatibility..
There is no specific no-no or even yes-yes for that matter in this country..but we indians just make our way out of everything..our govt teaches us that well..
Seen the spirit of festivals which is hard to find in India too... we take celebrations too casual and for granted back home..
Mostly stationed at one place -my home....thanks to the driving rules of the country for dependent visas..
Have attended parties and dinners maximum of all times....atleast one thing is happening which i like...being socially active..
Fitness has really taken a toll over and i m so motivated with the act of being lazy and confined to an indoor regime...
With grilled barbeques on the beach...camping in desert..flying kites in the humid wind...sheishas along are some of the favourite things of people around..
The weather permits only three seasons hot-hotter-hottest...phew!
My taste buds were glad to have tasted Arabic, lebenese food which otherwise i would not have eaten..
There is one more thing which cudnt be left talking about-shopping!
The flashes, glitterati, luxury shows in every Arab u see...with those out of the world eye make ups i wonder how innovative they r with their touch ups...
Surprisingly u get all original brands of the world and its first made too;)
All the cuisines  of the world with expats from every corner of the globe...
With the Arabs so fond of coffee shops and hanging around i feel major portion of the profits of star bucks is contributed by Kuwait..
Missed my home and friends in pune...the freedom to commute on my own...the galli, mohalla,nuklad spirit....the comfort zone which is now rebuilt....the accessibility to day to day things...like just picking up the ph and calling ppl..my two wheeler and the amazing monsoon and that cold breeze!
All in all an year to explore...observe and appreciate the country although nothing beats India;)) U r being missed...

Sunday, September 8, 2013

2nd Birthday brags..

It started with an excitement to hold u in my arms...the wait of sonographies to see a glimpse of u..all the kicks and rollovers were worth it coz soon i found two lil hands...two cute feet and i was blessed with a baby boy...Nivaan...the sleepless nights...howlings....smile in the middle of sleep..screaming..cuddling...dozens of advices and tonnes of dos n donts....but we survived ;)))it has all been the part for all this while and wow 2 yrs completed that was fast....i wish i cud cuddle u more for the coming years like i do now...have seen u grow every inch these past two years.. the first time u walked...said mumma....sung a song...danced a step..will always be embossed in my heart...as the days are rolling by i enjoy to listen to ur half broken...cute english n hindi....the way u say Mumma touches my soul....i have learnt so much from you....as a mother...handling u at the times of tantrum..all ur drama for not eating....not sleeping in your own bed...pulling me literally out to go to park to play..or listen to a fav song of urs....u have really taught me to make a way thru all this.....i am so blessed...with an angel like u ...who is so particular from this young age
...either for a smurf bag or elmo shoes....its good to be particular;)  Baby thanks for making my life each and every bit complete and beautiful...life without u is un imaginable...happy birthday son...and may u get best of all the worlds and all the luck from the heavens...i love u so much....hope u read it some day n smile at me....I m a proud mom...n will always be coz i have a star like u Nivaan...:*

Sunday, September 1, 2013

Escapism

A mere wish...a long run dream....a hard chosen wisdom...but i really want it ------to be carefree...
Away from the world's grudges, life's montony, indifferent people and unpredictable circumstances...
Escapism is the word...the word i look for being carefree...
I feel thats why God made death when he created life...thats the ultimate freedom of body...not soul though!
The multiples of responsibilities are found everyday in so many ways..what to keep up n what to loose is all on us....
I wanna run away from choices , they drive u crazy...why there is a concept of choice...
Why cant a thing be done in just one way....a single way...a single thing
I wanna run away from the confusion of the limits to let ppl in your life...why cant God have some signs named good and bad!
Ppl you think r gud...definitely they are gud enugh to shatter you n go...n the ones u think are bad...are really bad to express what they really are..
I wanna run away from shackles of do and donts....who decides the donts...n rather who cares...everything today is a fad...
I wanna run away from the bias judgements and endless suggestions of the ppl...Oh my God ...get life! Give space and take space however much u want...let the person be alone..we are not machines that we will need instruction manuals....just let the person be..
I wanna run away from this artificiality and nonsense formality which makes no meaning...either u do or u dnt...just chuck it.. all r grown ups here..we understand with what u say n behave...
I wanna run away from the unwanted actions forced upon u...u should do this to get this....always incentive based emotional atyachaar...
I wanna run away from my expressive nature and heart...why this heart cant just do the simple work of pumping blood rather getting into complex issues of love n expectations...
I wanna run away from the fake smiles and fancy whereabouts i wish the face and outer attire could indicate with a colour whether it is genuine or fake...
I wanna be me ....my way not every time but at least one time in a day....the time only mine...whr i do n live my way...
I wanna sort myself...just like emptying the whole toy box...and putting it again piece by piece..with wat fits where types....
Just wanna fly free although i wudnt be able to fly too high coz i wud miss the weight of responsibility on my wings...