Travel & Living Charms Its way to my Heart
September 16, 2009
Every time I watch Discovery Travel&Living Channel, I drift into its world. The world where you get meaningful ink tattoos, the world where you can whip up and eat that delicious meal, the world where Nigella Lawson creates magic in her kitchen with the simplest of ingredients (that I hope to create one day in my kitchen), a world where you take the Spice trail with Anthony Bordain and land in a country with its own unique qualities and food, a world where I get to visit those beautiful countries and towns that in my real life, may not get the opportunity to visit.
I keep a diary. I write those exotic recipes so that I can create them one day. I design those gorgeous meaningful tattoos coz I wish to get a Meaningful Tattoo one day on my back. I try to find within myself, what is ‘meaningful‘ to me. I make a list of ‘Things to do before you die‘ and ‘10 romantic destinations in the world‘ while watching the shows on the channel so that I have reference.
When I watch ‘Lonely Planet’, ‘No Reservations’, ‘Traveller’ or any such show, sitting on my sofa, I get transported to the land. Be it the villages of Sweden and Norway, the by lanes of Turkey, the hustle-bustle of London, the Cafe-lined streets of Paris, the small towns of Eastern Europe, the grandeur of Spain, the romance of Italy or the beauty of Switzerland — I feel I am right there, in the moment, travelling it. Travel&Living is my way of living my life. Somehow I am more mesmerized by the beauty of Europe (of course after India). After India (which I have travelled quite a Bit), I wish to explore Europe.
I am a (wannabe) traveller. “One who has not travelled has only read the first page of the book“. I wish to see the world and Travel&Living is my way to do that.
I will tell you a little secret: Sometimes I just sit on my computer and browse ‘Lonely Planet’ website. It gives me peace and calm! Is that crazy? Maybe so. But I like it! 🙂
A Tribute..To A Perfect Person
August 23, 2009
I wanna make you smile
Whenever you’re sad
Carry you around when your arthritis is bad
All i wanna do, is grow old with you
I’ll get you medicine when your tummy aches
Build you a fire if the furnace breaks
So, it could be so nice growing old with you,….
I’ll miss you
Kiss you
Give you my coat when you are cold
Need you
Feed you
Even let you hold the remote control.
So let me do the dishes in our kitchen sink
Put you to bed when you’ve had too much to drink
Oh I could be the man that grows old with you
I wanna grow old with you.
It has been 6 years since I have been with Soubhagya (my Pati) and I have to say that it has been more than worthwhile. It is not the first time that he is away, but somehow, more than the missing (which I do terrribly), it is the Gratitude and the Importance of him in my life, I feel. That is what has compelled me into writing this post. Listening to ‘The Reason‘ I sit right here to pay a tribute to my perfect man.
I am not very good with ‘saying’ it but I need to say this, You are The Reason for my sanity, my existance, my belief, my life! So here are a few things that I want you to know.
- I truly thank God for bringing you into my life.
- I find a Reason for success, a Reason for living, a Reason to smile, a Reason to talk when I am with you.
- I know there are times when I give you a very very hard time.. but thats just coz I want to demand attention.
- I think you are the most amazing, top-class, perfect, adorable husband ever.
- I have never met a man who can be a Child and a Grown-up at the same time.
- I love the way you dance and sing in the mornings. My mornings are never the same without your loud Bollywood singing and your impromptu dancing around the dining table.
- I love the way you make me breakfast. The only reason I look forward to mornings is to get that cold coffee and that breakfast.
- I adore your strength and your will to succeed. I admire your courage and your focussed attitude towards life.
- I admire your finicky attitude towards things, I love the fact that you are so careful about everything and you know the importance of things we have acquired/bought/got.
- I love they way you are with my family. Its like you are their long-lost son! They are very proud to have you.
- I am very proud of you. I remember the times you were unsure about your life, your career and what you wanted/needed to do. But look at today – you are a successful smart man and I am so proud of you and your achievements and I know that you have paid your dues, now it is your time and you will succeed. I know it.
- I miss your chitter chatter when I am in the other room, the way you keep calling out my name. I get irritated then, but I miss it now.
- I love your sense of humour. It is, I believe, the best sense of humour I have come across in a man. You keep me in splits and that is one thing I adore about you.
- Anyone who meets you/knows you, loves you and gets pulled towards you. You have this amazing magnetic attitude that draws people towards you. Noone can hate you.
- I like the fact that you can make anyone feel comfortable around you. From the maid, to the milkman, to the landlord, to the watchman, to the local provision store guy, to your colleagues, to my friends, to our families – you have them all floored!
- You are very sensible and very down to earth and that is the quality that draws me towards you.
There are probably a 1000 more things I wanna say to you, guess it is difficult to remember each and every thing at one go. But I do wanna say one thing —
I Do Wanna Grow Old With You. Coz I dont see myself with anyone else 50 years from now….
These are a Few of My Favourite Things…
July 27, 2009
I Adore Talking. Blue. Good Food. Horses. Excitement. Mom. Tree shade. Raindrops. Lip Gloss. Love. Dad. Laugh. Friends. People. Pasta. Shiti. Writing. Empire-waist dresses. Good Books. Cooking. Soubhagya. Cobbled Streets. Workout. More People. Mom ke haath ka khana. Sand. Dance on my own. Late Night Gossips. Revelry. Junk Indian Food. TV. Smell of Pine Trees. Black. Dogs. A good Laugh. Walking hand in hand…everywhere. Earrings. Facebook. PJs. Looking for Animals n Objects in the Shape of Clouds. Paris. My collection of VNC Shoes. Coffee Shops. Rajma Chawal. Sound of Rain. Grass. Mom on Twitter. Reality Shows. Dance. Loving. Mountains. Choreographing. Curtains. A Good Joke. Sea. Sunset. Cuddling. Smell of Baking Cake. Experimenting with Food. Esprit Watch. Twitter. Cheesecake. Family. Traveling. Accessories. Blogging. Waves and the Sound of It. Mascara. More People. Golden Retriever. Flat Chappals. Hyper. Diet Coke. Goa. Train Journeys. Extended Family. Meeting New People. My collection of Dresses. Dance More. Silver Jewellery. Sunshine through the curtains. Protein Bar. Pillows..lots of them. Break Time Gossips. Bhel puri. Music. Purple. Dancing. Flowers. Didu. Coffee. Pani Puri. Cold Coffee. Eyes. Walking on endless streets. My Collection of Handbags. Talking more. Curling my toes in the sand. Candlelight dinner. My iPod. Long Drives. McLaudgunj. Personalized Gifts. Letters. Dance Some More. Low Fat Food. My Books. Low Fat Diet. Pink Floyd. Pilates. Radhika. Party. Friends. Talking some more. Salads. Denims. All-time Gossip. Roses. Google Search. Bing Image Search. My Mom getting net-savvy. Care for all Close to Me. Madness At work. My Work. My Freedom. My Passion. My Trust.
The Person I Am Today. I Am. I Love. I Live. My Life.
Ramblings of a Feisty Spirit 