It's interesting to observe how imminent thunderstorms drive people "home." Everyone is in a hurry to get back to the safety of the cocoon they call home before the rains lash out.
Home. And rain. In the evenings. And that lovely atmosphere bathed in golden twilight and soaked in fresh moisture. And garam chai, and balconies with chairs to laze in and gaze out at the world, and hot mirchiyaan-bhajiye to munch on - Pappa and Nanna's favourites.
And also, sitting miles away, in a home away from home on one such beautiful evening taking in the warm rain-drenched sunset and losing yourself in thoughts. Oh, the dil ki kashmokash. Chaahaton ki kashmokash. Chaah ki kashmokash.
Wednesday, 8 April 2015
The Non-Facebook Post #62
The Non-Facebook Post #61
It's that cheery, sunny, HUMID time of year - yay! Yay for the sun and brightness and warmth. The humidity though - aaarghhhhh! Wreaking havoc with the hair!
Hey, a girl's got to complain sometimes!
Hey, a girl's got to complain sometimes!
The Non-Facebook Post #60
Precious scraps from conversations with people:
At a small church in a quaint town in Midwest America (a devout, after shaking hands with me to greet me for Easter) "Your hands are cold! You must have a warm heart!"
The Dumbledore sibling, on my driving rants, "Go wherever the GPS takes you!"
Mr. Peabody to Sherman on facing a seemingly out-of-control issue, "Stay calm and keep your head."
One of my favourite professors to me,
"He's a good chap.
[Turns and looks at me, serious conviction in his eyes] You're a good chap too."
At a small church in a quaint town in Midwest America (a devout, after shaking hands with me to greet me for Easter) "Your hands are cold! You must have a warm heart!"
The Dumbledore sibling, on my driving rants, "Go wherever the GPS takes you!"
Mr. Peabody to Sherman on facing a seemingly out-of-control issue, "Stay calm and keep your head."
One of my favourite professors to me,
"He's a good chap.
[Turns and looks at me, serious conviction in his eyes] You're a good chap too."
The Non-Facebook Post #59
It's a dew-drenched spring morning. You breathe in the refreshing wetness. You see new buds sprouting. You hear birds chirping a happy song. It's the kind of morning that heralds bright promises. Here's to looking forward to them.
Tuesday, 7 April 2015
The Non-Facebook Post #58
My fitness instructor to me, "I see your form has improved! Good job!" Wooohoooooooooooo!
It's all about form when exercising, especially strength training. And doing you best!
Plus, (ok , a clutch of random thoughts here) "even if the results are disastrous, you're still a rock star for putting yourself out there" - Maria Kennedy (A Shy Girl's Guide to Getting Out There).
So, yeah, I'm a rock star! Woohoooooooooooo, again!
And, I drove - here's documenting my first long-distance trips! From current home base to Lafayette, and also some night-time driving to a restaurant 40 minutes away.
Yessssssssssssssss!
Accha sochne se accha hota hai.
It's all about form when exercising, especially strength training. And doing you best!
Plus, (ok , a clutch of random thoughts here) "even if the results are disastrous, you're still a rock star for putting yourself out there" - Maria Kennedy (A Shy Girl's Guide to Getting Out There).
So, yeah, I'm a rock star! Woohoooooooooooo, again!
And, I drove - here's documenting my first long-distance trips! From current home base to Lafayette, and also some night-time driving to a restaurant 40 minutes away.
Yessssssssssssssss!
Accha sochne se accha hota hai.
Thursday, 2 April 2015
The Non-Facebook Post #57
This evening was magical. It took me back to the dreamy sunsets of Hyderabad. The ones I would stare into, sitting on the terrace of 'home', living the world of my dreams in those golden sun-kissed clouds.
Today was that sort of evening. Moisture-drenched twilight air from a recent rain shower interspersed with gently blowing cool spring breezes brought back memories of all those evenings I spent dreaming up my future. Some of that future is here; I rediscovered my yet dormant tomorrow in today's sublime atmosphere.
Once again, here's to "golden sunsets, glorious evenings and big dreams."