Diary of a Lost Wanderer

Source: Google Images   Finally Ayesha had made it to the cover page of Glamorous Lives . Glamorous indeed she smirked as the makeup man gave final touches to her. The glamour of her life if asked was all between those two words, Action and pack up. Rest everything was an attempt to stay afloat in the tide called life.

She opened the wedding invitation yet another time to read. She knew what was inside and still it gave her goosebumps. Rahul weds Ayesha . It read. She didn’t know whether to smile or cry. And all of a sudden his words echoed in her ears. “ If it can’t be you it can’t be anybody else. ”

Love. Tried and tested. Result: Fail

I saw him today. That one moment and all those thousand thoughts running in mind went kaput and the only thought left was, “I loved him.” Felt weird to even hear but then that was the truth.   Not every long ago his face was the only thing my eyes kept looking for all around. And today his face was so lost amongst all those strangers that it was difficult to recognise him for a moment. Was it really him my heart questioned to which my mind replied with a very firm yes. But then why did he look like a stranger today. He had finally removed the mask of love today perhaps.   Source: Google Images I remembered those brown eyes through which I always felt beautiful and those tender hands within which I felt the safest. He always held my hand tightly; worried that someone might hurt me. Not knowing that it was his hands that were hurting me the most. The pain he gave me had become a habit for me, so much so that it ceased being a pain. It had taken the form of love for me, an

Source: Google Images   There are some movies which make you smile, make you cry, make you love and then there are some movies which make you think - about you, about life and about everything around you. They stay with you for long, as a beautiful reminder life sent your way to share it's secrets with you.   One such movie has to be The Secret Life of Walter Mitty . One of the most beautiful movies I watched in recent times and if asked what attracted me to it, perhaps this post could be an answer. For starters the tagline says it all - Stop dreaming, start LIVING . Sharing with you some wonderful lessons I learnt from this movie :

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Source: Google Images A father- daughter's relationship is very beautiful but in our country it is more bound by the norms that the society dictates than the calling of the heart. Sharing glimpses of a diary where a daughter tries to seek love and be loved, but becomes the sought and made.

Source: Google Images Anika stared at her watch half in anger and half in desperation. “ Late by 45 minutes !” she fumed as she started rummaging her handbag looking for her cell phone. She began typing a message furiously when she suddenly remembered their last fight few days back.   “ It is always about you! Never about me! Or us! “She had screamed at him. A strange silence had followed that allegation. His voice which was towering hers till now had suddenly got lost somewhere in the unknown abyss that seemed to grow between them.  

Dear Veena Aunty,  " There are moments that come together and define our life;  But at times moments come together to define you! " ~ N If I had to define each moment I spent with you, they would fall in the latter category for me. I don’t remember our first meeting at all, but I do remember the warmth with which you had embraced me as your student so much that sometimes when I miss you a lot I can still feel that warmth around me.  I cherish each and every meeting of ours for in those somewhere I learnt the secret of life – Music. You taught me how music is the song of the soul. How each and everything around us is music in some way and it is us who can make it into a soothing one or turn it into noise.  Source: Google Images

With every word that I read, Every question that I hear, Every reply that is expected from me And every answer that I fear.... I hope and pray someday it is the last tear I shed for you ~ For a broken me hurts much more than those broken dreams of mine. P.S: This poem is just a random scribbling but I loved the depth these 55 words had, hence posted here. Will work on it more and post a longer version soon.

  Sometime in the month of November I had written a post called Happiness is making a happiness list of your own and it made me realise how each one of us has so many reasons to smile every day and yet we ignore them.  Source: Google Images As I had written in the post I have been writing all the reasons that I should keep smiling and more often than not this list in itself becomes a reason to smile. Sharing some of my reasons with you, in a hope to remind you some of your own and if nothing else then perhaps just make you smile for a moment!

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