The Non-Facebook Post #69

'Chupke se kahiin, dheeme paaon se, jaane kis tarah kis ghadi,
Aage badh gaye humse raahon mein, par tum toh abhi the yahiin...'

Aur, keh bhi diya, alvida.

The Non-Facebook Post #68

I've never written about this aspect of my life - because it's difficult not to think about this without an accompanying, fierce piercing pain.

One of my fondest memories of my Dad is when he would gently move the falling hair from my forehead and tuck it carefully behind my ear when I was studiously bent over some scholastic task or the other.

There's a sense of sukoon associated with that memory; the feel of sweet summer breezes; the knowledge of no real life pareshaani; Kerala, and a laid-back living I would love to go back to - to laze in cool summer nights and dream of the high-flying life. Because there was a simple simplicity in that life that afforded you to dream the grandest of dreams and live them, and yet be happily care-free.

The Non-Facebook Post #67

In the shower! In the shower! In the shower!
That's where they come! The ideas!

And, so, let's "give it your best shot."

The Non-Facebook Post #66

'Masti mein rahe dooba dooba hamesha samaa,
Humko raahon mein yunhin milti rahe khushiyaan...'

The Non-Facebook Post #65

This conversation with a witty nine year old:

"So, what color do you want the walls of your room to be?"
"Umm, black and white."
"Well, you might as well just buy a zebra instead and hang it up there."

LOL!

"No, not striped walls. Maybe three walls white and one wall black."
"Well, you might as just take a zebra and make it larger and hang it up there! "

LOL!

And,

"So, your phone fell into the toilet?"

"Yes"

"While there was stuff in there?"

"Yes"

"This is even better than I imagined!" (in gleeful delight)

The Non-Facebook Post #64

Got told today, "you're magical!" And, "you're my heroine for the day."

Once earlier it was, "you're an angel" and "you're doll!"

I love when I get told these things!

The Non-Facebook Post #63

When you're working at two computer stations and three adjoining monitors and keep dragging the mouse pointer from two connected screens to the third not-joined screen expecting it to show up, it can only mean one of three things:
-You're pompously busy.
-You're scatter-brained (or pea-brained as the loving siblings would like to call it). It just doesn't register in your brain to switch from one mouse control to the next to operate the two systems separately.
-You're pompously busy and incorrigibly pea-brained - that lovely, one-in-a-million combination!