Its not about celebration
of just one day each year,
but I would still consider
this day as a reminder
for me , you and all others,
to be as proud as humble
as nice as important
as beautiful as smart
as strong from head and heart…
Happy women day
Today , tomorrow and forever.
So this is nothing new that I am trying but maybe more regular. While writing fiction most days, I feel I have developed an entirely new glass to see the world through (And its a lovely one indeed). So for once a week / 10 days , I will try to write of the other stuff I feel I should mention ( no particular reason ) . Read if you wish ..
first is a note of thanks ( many many thanks ) to slpmartin . none inspires , amazes and makes you feel good about writing like he does. There are days when I write knowing he will atleast read it and if liked , his comments are so heartfelt. Thank you !
Best of the last week would be a home trip after a long time ( although it was for short duration ) and the Visit to book fair !
The Book fair .. After making and cancelling the plans 4 times for the book fair , Sunday evening I got down at the Pragati Maidan Metro station for no real reason. I was getting suffocated in the metro maybe or I just did not want to reach my room that early .. whatever be the cause , I found myself standing on the platform and blankly staring at the people coming in / out of the metros. After 3 metros have passed I realized I was just 100 m away from the book fair. And that’s when I made a run for it. Two hours at the venue with my heavy bag on shoulders , I visited half the halls , specially the theme hall , bought a story collection by Premchand ( I always wanted to read him ) and came back with a lovely Ganesha Poster ( Pic to be shared later) . God totally loves me !!
I also finished reading A Calendar too Crowded yesterday [ click here for the detailed review ] while reviewing , I forgot to mention a story from the book. So this tale is of a “nice girl who deserves / will get better ” . I could relate to the ideas and feelings of this girl who is too nice for being a girlfriend or even ask some guy to consider the option while she keeps helping every one around. But what I was thankful about was the lesson with which the chapter closes. The author states that If you are such a girl, you sure should love yourself the most ’cause you are the best and nicest girl around. And do not be upset over the guys who did not value you. Remember , You are a nice girl and you deserve better.
and there is an ebook promotion going on Smashwords. Click here to check the books included in the promotion [ These are free / at discounted prices] for this week only.
Well all is not so happy in the world. And We often see prejudiced people around us. Yesterday night I went to get vegetables from the nearest shop and there was this long queue [ ok , just 5 people before me. but usually there is NO queue there ] at the billing counter. When I went to join the queue , the lady in the last indicated me to take her place and she stood behind me. I was surprised at this generosity until I realized that in front of me stood a house maid in old clothes. The lady behind me was still staring at her with such disgust that I felt so odd. She could not even bear to stand behind the maid ? really ??
ufff 
And lastly , check this blog started by @vivekisms :
http://55words.blogspot.in/
– A new theme for #55wordstory each day. Some day I will share all the stories I wrote for the blog. Till then, have a read and if you like , do take part. Follow him on twitter, write on the daily theme and email the stories to him !
Well thats all for now. More good and bad of my days in next post.
Today I had a fight with dad. Ok, I might have been at fault since I did not explain my stand clearly to him, but that is not the point here. He yelled a bit, and when I acted like a brat, he simply disconnected the call. He had sense not to let me make a bigger fool of myself. Something I will never forget for long. I felt so ashamed. He had never refused to hear me, be it any time or about any thing. And I could not do that for just a min. Why could I not keep shut that moment ?
And worse, As always, I innediately launched into a self-pity mood. I started feeling that nothing is going right today or this week infact. how I could be doing better, or why I deserve a better life. Not realizing, I do have a better life today than yesterday or last month or last year. Each day is better in some way, even if it is only for the fact that you realize you have a chance to make good of your life.
Thanks to a dear friend to kick me out of this mood with her harsh words. I totally deserved that.
Dad, I know we both are part wrong, part right. But I swear, I will not lose my patience so soon ever again.Not with you, not with any one who I know has onyl my good in mind.
To Myself, I promise to use my energies not to suck but to get up and get moving. As my friend said, use every negative emotion to make you work for removing that obstacle.
Even with brush of sadness,
A pretty picture you can create
if you remember colors reflect
what you in your heart wish to paint.
Wisdom comes to you from unexpected places and people too. Same way, a reminder to be aware comes at unexprected times.
As I went for the daily walk with my friend today morning , we were stopped by an aged guy walking in direction opposite to us. He asked if we were students ( I wish I really looked that young 
) and so on. Before we parted , he asked do you know the name of India’s first PM and President ? Well, I did. And the latest he asked. I did know that too. He was pleased. And I was pleased to see that smile at his face. And that moment I thanked all my teachers and my friends now who keep me aware of the world around me.
Half an hour later, in the vegetable shop, me and my friend were discussing about some shopping we did last week. And I casually said “have you gone mad?” to her. An aged guy turned to us and asked if it was really necessary to say that one sentence. I was totally embarrassed. He did not stop at that and kept adressing everyone in general, adding “if only such sentences could be avoided, there would be so less fights and arguements.” So true ! I reflected as I came back home. We really have spoiled our manners and conversation skills. Its not wrong to be polite to all and at all times.
Thank you Oh wise older generation !
We still have a lot to learn and preserve …
It was a silly wish in college days , to celebrate a Valentine’s day with some one I loved. Years went by , friends and boyfriend too faded away, but this day stayed the same for me – shopping for others’ partners and enjoying the day alone. It wasn’t a sad thing but some where the stupid desire still lived.
Last year I was engaged when Feb came. The hopeless romantic in me thought nothing grand but sure something sweet and love filled. And the totally insensitive guy he was, did not even wish me , forget even gifting me anything. And the movie I sent , that wasn’t watched as far as I remember. But I had the best Valentine’s day that year. A long weekend – 5 friends – self cooked meals – romantic songs – a balcony on 3rd floor opening to empty skies .. That was most cherished company and the setting I would have ever thought of .. And the lesson learned for life – to free myself , my love ..
I need not one
or many people
near or far
to feel the magic -
LOVE
mysterious ways
it takes shape
in minds
and time ..
A perfect and timely end to a thought , a misunderstood desire , and evolution of bonds .. Some broke , some were forged that weekend ..
Written for Months of the year challenge #2 , Imperfect Prose
Love the feeling and nothing more;
Live the moment and nothing more;
Wish for nothing and appreciate all;
Miss not anything yet value what was;
think of no past and plan not the future;
trust not any one and doubt not yourself;
learn all this to teach and never forget
’cause your smiles depend on these
and my smiles are slave to yours.
Inspired by Writer’s Island
In a blink,things ease
occasional benefit
of kind impressions
fragile leaf tremors
not scared from rampant winds
but from the hopeless tree
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You wanted to marry me!
I begged you for that.
I never loved any one but you.
I did,but not more than i loved you.
you did know my reasons.
I tried to understand you.
I now want to marry you.
I do not.
You love me still, right ?
Maybe. But i love myself more.
This is one of the few conversations i used to practice in my head till last year. Then i realized the futility of it. I was remembering him rather than forgetting. But this is a lesson to all of you who can not decide and stand for your love at the right time !
Written for Friday flash55
It was your fault to wish for death;we too don’t like raging up suddenly”snapped the waves to the lover,who had lost his girl few days back.
Prompted @ Microfiction Monday
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My hard realized lesson for this week again is something i learn, forget and need to re-learn in life :
“YOU don’t DESERVE,if you beg”
Be it love, money,success or just anything you have to beg for, realize you don’t deserve that ! Maybe you deserve better or maybe do not deserve it at that particular time, Bottom line : The effort not worth it !
Remember this and you might be happy most times
Submitted to 6WS
