Indelible Musings

There's so much on my mind, Facebook What all should I write? You have space, I know To take in my rants But does everyone around have the time To read and comprehend What's on my mind? I have been trying- struggling To come to terms with What's best in me? What's best for me? What's in store for me? I have been trying- to stay calm But the humdrum in my fickle mind Refuses to die. The pen and the paper stare at me from the shelves of my cupboard I look away fearing it's a waste of time, Yet, my heart yearns to take them together and flow with the movements of one on the other. There's so much on my mind, Faceboook What all should I write? There are hundreds on my friend list, Not one to lend an ear, Everyone is moving along in their world, While I crib and cry.

This post has been due since long. And, finally I managed to put it here on the blog. Lunch Pi has been a blessing in disguise whenever I have had to order food in a short span of time. Food, which not only tastes good but is also well-packaged, and filling enough. All this at a decent enough cost. Lunch Pi's menu ranges from Rs100-300. Their combos are to die for, while there standalone menu items such as pasta and lasagne are worth the money spent. More importantly, the food is cooked well and is never ever dripping of excess oil, which is a usual site in otherwise restaurant food. However, I cannot say much on this as whenever I have ordered, it has either been the Chinese Combo or North Indian Non Veg Thali or Pasta. So, with the coupon that I got via Chennai Bloggers Club, I was super confused as to what should I order. Having eaten almost all of their Chinese Combos, and since dinner was already by then, I decided to order some standalone items from their menu. I chose ...

What is common between a cyclone and Chetan Bhagat? Both are natural disasters-   This PJ ends the hilarious yet interesting video on home insurance by Sq Feet Subbu a.k.a Venkatesh. The video is part of a campaign for DRA Homes, a real estate company that has recently entered the real estate market in Chennai. This funny video series is called "Open Secrets" and features Venkatesh, a stand-up comedian, popularly known as Mr. Bean of Chennai. The video series is aimed at helping buyers with making an informed choice while purchasing a house.  Source : One of the comic panels that's appeared in an English paper. One of those witty one liners that Sq Subbu utters to make a point about home buying. A house is the most prized possession. Built out of years of hard earned money, embellished with love and care, a house is not merely a structure but a place where memories are etched. Needless to say, even a minor impairment to it can ruin our happiness. Though we care...

I have been a part of this fitness group on Facebook for over a year. I guess someone added me there. At first, I took it to be just another random fb group until I started getting updates from the group on a daily basis. Somehow, despite being the lazy me that I was, I couldn’t avoid the group posts. Days after days, weeks after weeks, months after months, I would read motivational posts of people talking about their fitness routine, their struggle from fat to fit, and their motivation to all the fellow members for adopting a healthier and happier lifestyle and much more. Soon, it became like a big fitness family in the virtual world connected with people not just from across the country but also around the world. It was the motivation and inspiration from these fellow group mates that I started slowly and steadily incorporating a walking schedule in my haphazard time table. Gradually, I started jogging too. I ate as much as I should and not more. Never realized when this regula...

I have been thinking of writing for this post since long. But somehow the fact that I had ‘struggled’ and overcame those struggles to reach where I am today made me feel miserable. Not that my struggles are probably the toughest. I am sure many other fellow bloggers, and for that matter, every person has had their own share of struggles, some worse than mine, some better. Guess that’s the beauty of a struggle. It took me quite some time to figure out what has been the most daunting task for me till date. And, have I been able to overcome it? I don’t know which was harder – to take the decision of changing streams in Class XII, or to take up Journalism in IIMC when I could clear no other exam for a Post-Graduation. Or was it the time when I was well settled in a job, but had to quit and move back to parents because of their insecurity with my relationship. No, may be, it was the time when I wouldn’t find a suitable job and work for peanuts as a Freelancer. But, I think I can safely...

Hi Friends, The first time I saw Nimrat Kaur - in The Lunchbox trailer - I was bowled over by the simplicity with which she spoke. Quite contrary to the glamorous looks, and the size zero models, here was a new actress, who seemed just like a girl next door. Someone who not just pleased the audience with her charming and simple looks but also the way she acted.  And, just when I wondered and hoped that she would come back soon on the screen with yet another heart-warming performance, here she was with this short film - Love Shots : #RoadTrip - produced under the Y-Films banner.  The short film that stars Nimrat Kaur and Tahir Raj Bhasin begins with their chatter and petty arguments on love, relationship and about everything just like every other couple. The way they converse with each other, one would reminisce the time they spend together and how they usually have such talks pulling each others leg. But wait till the end, the movie turns out to be completely dif...

To my love, It has been ages since we last met. Yet it seems only yesterday that we had walked hand in hand on the beach listening to the tides under the moon lit sky. I still remember the walk. We were meeting after almost a week. You had decided to surprise me with the news that I wish you had never told me. Yet, I feel glad you said it at the right moment. Was it really the right moment? I don't know whether it was the right moment or not. I have lost track of what exactly is the right moment. Don't fret over why I am bringing this topic up in a letter when all I could have done is just said it on your face. Probably, that would have made it easier for me to cope up with the circumstance. And, forever shutting you out of my memory. But, love is unfortunately such that neither lets me forget that right moment nor the other moments that we spend together in the span of six years. Six years. Long time, indeed. Remember, the first time we met? I detested you to the core. Bu...

That moment when I sit and wonder, Where am I headed? I struggle to come to a conclusion, I cry and whine at my inability To see the strength in me, All I can see is the pile of defeat The unsuccessful attempts The mismanaged life cycle The surmounting debts. That moment when I sit and contemplate How I should focus on the present And forget the future But, Alas! The future has Caught me in its web Entangled, and without a sign of freeing, I struggle to pull out of the web The intensity with which the web has woven itself around me makes me shudder. That moment when I sit and decide It's time to call it the end of the road No, there hasn't been a speck of Light at the end of this dark road I tried, I struggled, I fought, I caught But I failed, Failed quite miserably. I fear, I fear the society, I fear the people I love, I fear my own self, I guess it is THAT MOMENT When I should quit...

How do you feel when your smartphone dies? Is that feeling similar to someone precious you may have lost in life? Does it break your heart? That you burnt a hole in your pocket for purchasing that tiny little (or the size of your palm) device can surely make your heart burn. But isn't it weird that a tiny little device has taken such an important place in your life. So much so that when it dies, you don't know what to do. You don't remember phone numbers of your friends. Even if you do, there is no point, as you wouldn't spend your precious money on sending an SMS or calling them because you don't have WhatsApp available. So what if you spent  thousands to buy that tiny little device that's taken up a giant proportion of your life? Precisely, this is what I realised in the past one week that my phone went dead. Nothing came to my rescue. Not even my Facebook status. Nobody read it (though I have over 600 friends on FB). Neither did I receive any call or SMS fro...

Hi All,  It's been really long since I posted a book review. Though I had aimed at a 'book a weekend ', the  first book that am reviewing ended up being a 600-page novel and it was far from getting over by the weekend.  Blurb:  What if you had the chance to live your life again and again, until you finally got it right? During a snowstorm in England in 1910, a baby is born and dies before she can take her first breath. During a snowstorm in England in 1910, the same baby is born and lives to tell the tale. What if there were second chances? And third chances? In fact an infinite number of chances to live your life? Would you eventually be able to save the world from its own inevitable destiny? And would you even want to? Life After Life follows Ursula Todd as she lives through the turbulent events of the last century again and again. With wit and compassion, Kate Atkinson finds warmth even in life’s bleakest moments, and shows an extraordinary ability...

The first post of 2016 has finally arrive, though a week late. Last year, I had written the first blog on the first day of the year, with an aim to continue the trend throughout. I am glad I succeeded in it. This year, while writing was on my agenda, there was something else hovering over my mind. A long weekend awaited all of us during the beginning of the New Year. Almost everyone that I know of had some or the other plans ready. We on the other hand had just a small idea of heading to Bengaluru to be with family (His parents and sister). So while on one hand, I checked for Tatkal tickets to Bengaluru, I simultaneously opened multiple windows to see 'weekend getaways from Bengaluru'. That's how I zeroed down on Chikmagalur. While there are many lessons learnt on this impromptu trip, there is no denying that it was the need of the hour too. Moreover, I was of the opinion that who knows may be, if I began the year with a travel, the year may continue to be so :-) How we ...

Like they say, we should be grateful to every little thing in our lives. Perhaps, this is the time to be so. With three more days to usher into a new year, we all have hopes, aspirations, to-do lists, schedules, timelines and what not for the coming year. But I guess, it is also the time to sit down, and look back at the year that's about to end. That it will bring back memories- some good, some bad- there is no doubt that it will also help us shape our new year in a better way. So, while in my earlier post, I talked about how 2015 had been a challenging and adventurous year for me; in this post, I want to be grateful to the little joys that I had this year. Here's presenting to you the five most beautiful things that happened to me this year and I thank from the bottom of my heart every person who made those beautiful memories happen. 1. The year of blogadda A junior friend from college seeing my number of blog updates on a regular basis remarked, ' ladki you ar...

Not sure whether all of you have read my first post of the year- here is what I began my blog with this 2015. Incidentally, it was written on the very first day of the new year and happened to be picked by Blogadda as their Tangy Tuesday Picks. I am glad that out of everything written in the post, I held on to one thing at least- being active on the blog. Here I stand now, with the 70th post of the year that is about to bid goodbye in three more days. Source Going by the number of blogposts being written by fellow bloggers on how the year 2015 was for them and what do they foresee for the new year, I couldn't have kept myself away from doing the same. As I write this post, I am not even sure how to comment about this year. From what I can see, when I look back, is that the year has been challenging in its own way. It has given me several signs which I overlooked or may be refused to accept. And, it is only now that I realise had I understood those signs well earlier, I wou...

I want to close my eyes and slip into a world of my own, where there'd be no war of words, no ego clashes or street fights no hurry to finish tasks no one to bother with a stick on the head. I want to be in a world of my own with a space only for positive thoughts with no space for lousy creatures and selfish souls a world that'd thrive on love, care, and human touch where there'd be no mobile phones or social network. I am looking for that world wherein I would be myself than pretend I would laugh till my stomach hurt I would love with all my heart n soul I would not be in my dreams but seep in the reality. Like what you read here? Do LIKE my FACEBOOK page to stay updated on the latest posts from Indelible Musings...

What is love? A silent way to silence your inner self A turbulence in your peaceful mind A crack that's tough to mend An affair that leaves you sleepless A rose that pretends to have fragrance A flower that dries up before it blossoms An ache that's too painful to undergo medication A blind passion that turns you deaf and dumb Love is nothing but a mere infatuation Too hard to ignore, harder to hold on to Love is a feeling that disappears as suddenly as it had appeared Like a gas balloon left loose Love is meant to be a passionate endeavor An enchanting experience in the mundane lives It is nothing but a glass that cracks in one touch a thorn that pricks deep inside a fire that burns you down never to revive a void that you cannot avoid a memory that's etched too deep a lesson that life reminds you every single day that you lead...

Source The night that was so wintry The cold breeze brushed aside my hair I looked around and saw a few Comforting each other With an embrace that I longed for Then and there from you From your body, your warmth I tried embracing myself alone Tears welled up in my eyes Noticing a bystander staring at me I pretended to feel cold The bystander smiled as if He understood what I faked Putting his palm out in the cold air He turned around, and walked Taking out his white walking stick A woman walked past and held his hand I stood their watching as the two Embraced in the comfort of that night I stood their watching as the two Disappeared into the dark wintry night.

Darkness, you're amazing You let people do Whatever they want Whatever they couldn't In the presence of light.. You let them cry and whine You let them love and moan You let them argue and abuse You let them hurt and scream You let them shy and meek... You fill the void in them You let them be themselves It's in your shadows They find their real selves And, hence draw the curtains As light makes way for itself.

It's been more than two months since I visited my blog. Not that I did not have anything to write. Just that it was that lazy moment that stuck on to me for too long. I however, penned down a few lines on my Facebook page. I shall be sharing them here too in the subsequent blog posts. Today, I had almost made plans of getting down to write in a notebook with a pencil, just to ensure that those lines make way to my blog post soon. But I couldn't resist the temptation of typing on my laptop after ages. Strange as it may sound, for the past couple of months, I had been posting my blogs mainly through the laptops I got for official purpose. I don't know where this post will head towards the end, but I assure you it will give you a heads up about where I had disappeared with my blog for this long. In the two months that I was away from the blog, I went through a turmoil in my mind and heart. I was taken aback by my pessimism, my unwillingness to accept things how they are; ...

I know it's been long since I wrote something in the #ChennaiThroughMyEyes series. My plans of making it a weekly series have definitely gone for a toss. But I am glad that I am back with something to share with all of you once more. In this post, I shall tell you about the bond that I have developed with a few online friends who have become an integral part of my offline world. Though there are many such friends I have made living in Chennai for the past four and a half years, these few recent additions seem like those long lost friends, whom I discovered thanks to Facebook. It is not just the friendship that I feel good about. It is the strength that I gather when I speak to them, mostly online, because of our busy schedules. How we connected We all share a different sort of camaraderie. None of us know each other for more than a few months, but the way we met and interacted seems like an eternity. It was one underline thing that connected all of us- Food. Part of a social m...

Source A friend remarked one day, as I told him about my ordeal at work, "You haven't really witnessed office politics. What you said about your earlier stints, is not politics at all. Office politics is worse than that. I have seen it. It can push you to quit the organization. That's the real office politics." I didn't know how to react to that remark. I barely nodded. A new genre of politics Office politics is the new-age "political news" that you get to hear on a daily basis if you are working. And, if you aren't working, then you'll get to hear it from the never-ending sob stories that your friends would have to share about their office. Work culture, work ethics, relationship management, human resource management etc are the new buzzwords. In the garb of these new buzzwords, what you get is ample amount of dirt thrown at you from various ends- top to bottom, bottom to top, left to right and vice versa. You never run out of ...