“Today and forever”

Today the cycle will break forever .The sun will smile back and the moon will be full for all the nights.The flowers won’t shed cause there won’t be an autumn and there won’t be any snow on rooftops cause everyday will be bright and no grey mornings will greet us.The birds won’t fly south for the winter,cause they will be able to stay in their homes.

The smell of flowers will fill the streets and the raindrops won’t fall off the petals.Beauty will come to a standstill unlike life which will flow like music.The hills will be covered with clouds while the trees would peek through.The fireflies will light up the mountains like christmas trees.The waters in the pond will be blue like the eyes of the woman you love and the fountains will refresh them like you fill up her heart with love.The stars will gather up in the sky to conspire against the moon which will outshine them every night as she wins over your heart everyday.

 

The sand on the beaches will turn gold as the sun will kiss it everyday at dusk and dawn.The stone on the banks of the fountain will steal all the light from the sun and give us thousands of rainbows,like she steals a kiss from you every now and then and your face lights up with a smile.

The butterflies will cover the flower beds and create a riot of colours as in a painting,where each colour while retaining its identity blends into the picture making it complete.. Today and forever…

“FreeSpirits”

What do you feel like at the end of your day? A day of hard work, deadlines, excel sheets, targets, A neurotic boss, a hopeless assistant, lots of bitter stale coffee, crunches and keyboard punches and a beautiful colleague that doesn’t even know you exist. Your life is so busy that you find yourself missing out and staying in when all you want to do is go out and live it.

You don’t have friends cause you were busy building a life that I just described for you or maybe your friends are not In the same city or God forbid you are new to the city. What do u do then, to keep yourself sane? Do what you want to do to be stress free and feel alive. You want that but would you do that alone? All I am saying is that we need friends, who can be with us, when we need them, when we want to just talk and unload our stress, catch up for drinks, coffee maybe, a movie and lunch on weekends (if you are lucky), Travel to places close by and far away.

Free spirits is what u need (oh no not alcohol), a group of like-minded people getting together and doing what they love to do, without any hassles. This is a non-profit socializing group. This is one place where you get to live life and not just breathe, you are ALIVE. Free spirits helps you to start living a life and enjoy it. It gives you everything you need without the hassle of organizing or putting things together. What I found out a bit late was that free spirits has a bonus for all of us, the bonus of this community of friends is “NETWORKING”. You have fun while doing business.is it possible? YES, free spirits is doing it. I thought it would be like any other social networking make believe world, so I decided to check it out myself. Their entire idea is to get like-minded people from varied backgrounds to come together, relax, exchange ideas, follow their hobbies and interests and have a good time. Which I thought is offered by other communities too, but never fulfilled, but to my surprise free spirits is doing an awesome job at it..

Their members are screened to see if they have the taste and class to be a part of the group. I was hesitant at first, for God’s sake! Screening??Really?? Then the Admin of the group herself got in touch with me to soothe my concerns (Impressive I say!).She tells me that the criteria is to be-fun-loving, sociable, friendly, willing to be a sport, travel and most importantly “just be yourself”, (Well I could try that!), and I did .You know what I found out? They don’t just meet for coffee or drinks or movies but they also do lots of activities and events around and out of the city (so I was ready with my back pack, just in case) And I was lucky to be ready in time for an impromptu invitation to go for dinner to lonavla and drive back..Amazing..The experience was…(am I falling short of words?) well yes we didn’t have dinner at “Fariyas” but had Maggi and tea at a road side stall, cause all the places were shut by the time we got ourselves there, (Forget about the car breaking down and then you being carried home in a tow away truck…).It was worth it.

All I am saying is that this is different; free spirits is different in every sense. Free spirits doesn’t promise and lure u with pictures and plans from the internet but they sincerely and with all their heart go out there and plan something for all of us to enjoy .I mean members of the community can be seen having a good time on the website for real (I mean the pics aren’t from shutter stock!).

Remember the play that you missed cause you didn’t wanna go alone and then the desire just fizzled out? You can actually go with the community of friends called free spirits… Wanna go trekking in the outskirts of sudhagarh? Free spirits will take you there. They do that all the time! And I have been missing out on all this for what? Virtual networking with people I don’t even know exist? While I can actually go out there and meet these people, have fun, spend some quality time and call it “WORK”? Wow, I think I can call it a life eventually.Do I sound bowled over? Well I wasn’t until I found out the catch… Now, what’s the catch? NONE. Currently it’s free of charge. What does free spirit get out of doing all this? Well I guess they get one more amazing friend and a “free spirit” like me to cherish for life…(U caught me, I was bragging there..)

So lets try this free spirit intoxicate or lives and make it a collage of beautiful memories, events, friends, disasters and even mistakes but all in a way that everybody has fun and enjoys it.

I am a part of  “free spirits” the amazing souls of people who will take me around and I wont miss a single thing that I have missed cause I didn’t have them. I would say, “Dive in right now” and feel the excitement and buzz and “buzzi”ness. Free spirits takes you from virtual networking to real world socializing. Sounds to good to be true? Trust me it is…

I have a “Vikas”….

I have got a “Vikas”. U didn’t get it right?

This is my “,Vikas” ..

Well “ Vikas” and “ tattoo” are synonyms of each other. A tattoo is not a tattoo if it’s not by Vikas and Vikas doesn’t exist if it weren’t for the tattoos the he gives birth to. I didn’t say create or make, because for Vikas every tattoo of his is his baby. I am not talking about Body Canvas because there won’t be a Body Canvas without him.

Tattoos are something Vikas is married to. He can’t love anybody but his work.

I met Vikas 7 years ago for my first tattoo (Vikas). I wasn’t sure of what I was doing and was nervous but Vikas knew what I needed, how I needed it and where. He knew my emotions like no one else. I wanted a Shiva portrait but he said he couldn’t give me one as he wasn’t good at doing portraits back then and I would have to make do with something close to Shiva but not Shiva so I accepted. But how could he be so honest? He didn’t wanna do a shabby work because his work was everything for him.

What is a tattoo?

It is not physical; its something that is connected to your soul and it expresses your soul. A tattoo is a painting on your soul, so even after your body is long gone your tattoo is carried over to the next life with you as you change the body but not the soul.

Vikas paints your soul and he does it so well that you cherish it forever, (if there is one).

He is such a perfectionist, he gives his all to detail, the color, the concept, the design, the placement, the emotion and content of the tattoo.  What more do you want? Someone who knows your tattoo better than you do? Is it possible? It is.  Meet him once and you will know.

His patience and drive keeps him moving, learning and progressing as an artist. Tattooing has taken him into the future. He produces his own unique style; a body of work that ranges in all forms but keeps his own identity.

He is a true precisionist, a perfectionist so he wont give you what you want but what you need and if you go for his advice you would be amazed at the work that you get done at the end because the tattoo turns out to be so much better and beautiful than you had ever imagined in the first place.

He is a diverse artist, accomplished in all styles of custom tattooing from photo-realism to complex cover ups and repairs (you wont need any if its done by Vikas). His tattoos don’t need touch ups and I can vouch for that. He considers all his work equally important because, each is the most important to the person who wears it.

I can go on and on about him and Bodycanvas but I guess, by now you know what I mean. So lets all go get a “Vikas”.

Thank you Vikas for being one of the most genuine people I have ever met and for being my friend and for the tattoo that I will treasure and cherish forever.

when you really can’t write

There are time when you actually think what do i write?when your life goes through a rough patch and your head doesn’t know what is happening and your heart doesn’t know what to do.when you are writing a blog then you are actually sharing everything with everyone ,you are sharing your feelings with each and all who care to read it.

so what do u do?do you keep them waiting or do u let them know the inside out of you?its maybe easy to ,make this decision but what do u do when u don’t know how to start and what to write? when you seem to have misplaced your heart and mind then what do u do?do you wait till you straighten things out or just pour your heart out on paper and let them all know what you are going through,after all you share everything with them .the reader’s are part of your life ,so do u compartmentalize your life and keep things organized or u just mix them up and live it ,as it comes ?give me an answer………what do u do when you really can’t write.

The two Gypsies

what is with me and Goa?Its like a love and hate realationship,can’t live without it and can’t live with it  either.I hate the sun but i love the waters.Goa gives me scintillating as well as calm evenings but hot and breathless mornings.

Why does one go to Goa?What is it that draws someone there?I think it is Inexplicable.The relationship between me and Goa is quite volatile and even aggressive.I believe it is the Gypsy feeling that takes you there .With no care in the world, one’s identity gets dissolved and diffused with the many emotions and feelings that Goa has to offer.You feel that this is the one place where you just can’t take your worries along,its like a complete disconnect from theworld outside of Goa, cause Goa in itself is a world,with its own culture of abandon and carelessness.This at time slurkes at the borders of dangerous freedom with no responsibility.Noonecares about what you do or who you are,no one judges you or evenexpects you to be at your responsible best.

Goa is like a rainbow ,so you give into the music that ranges from soft jazz and blues to heavy metal,the colours which range two piece swimsuits to yards of sarees,the emotions that range from Seresne calmness to almost animalistic uproar,the food that ranges from traditional Goan to Russian.

Its wild and so are you,its passionate and so are you,its aggressive and so are you,at times submissive and so are you.No one knows why you feel so good there,maybe its because it resonates with you and within you and you dont have to be a certain kind to fit in.everybody is welcome to be a beautiful experience called Goa.

I love the grungy hair,the tattoos ,the bikes,the bandanas,the sarongs,the white sands and the blue waters.I love it cause its like me.We are both alike.

the two GYPSIES………………….

Subway in a mall……

 

No, No I am not talking about the underground subway in a mall but the real deal a crisp, fresh subway sandwich. Like any other day I just felt like I should pay a visit to the mall cause I needed some stationary (And this time I mean stationary like pens and stuff).you know what all I needed was an excuse to raid the mall.

I dragged my mom and sis too with me and then did a bit of non stationary shopping.  Soon the shopping made me hungry and being on a diet,(read my post on-tumultuous relationship with weight..),I thought what better than a low cal sub sandwich and a non-sugar coffee? I did get my sub sandwich with nice juicy seekh kebabs and sweet onion sauce but the coffee was missing, so I headed to the food court, that’s when it happened, the heavily mustached security guy handed me a stern “NO” as I was trying to smuggle some outside food. OUTSIDE FOOD? REALLY? how can that be? it was right in the middle of their premises just outside their plush glass interiors? what is with these uptown places and their ridiculous rules, right from the security to petty stuff like carrying a bisleri bottle on you?

I din’t know what to do? I was stuck, couldn’t comprehend the thought of having a sandwich without a hot cuppa coffee, but what could I do? They wouldn’t let me into their eating lounge with my smuggled goods.

It struck me then. I din’t have to be in a place where I was not welcome, so I took my not so enthusiastic mom and sis to my car. I said nothing but drove them to the closest roadside tea stall which was under a banyan tree. I could never  imagine myself there, I don’t know but I guess the stupid mall with its stupid rules drove me to do this.

My family was aghast at my intentions of having THAT tea and sandwich in my car .Only when I told them that they won’t have to drink in his glasses and that I had disposable glasses in my car did they agree to be my partner in crime.

The fullbodied extra cooked tea tasted different and good on the palate that was used to the no milk no sugar tea. It was a pleasant surprise to see everyone enjoying their sandwiches under the banyan tree.

We often forget the simple pleasures of life, like sipping a cuppa tea. Stepping out of the cubicle for some fresh air, smiling at a stranger who seems lost and…….I hope we all continue to look for these simple  breaks in our complex life and lifestyle that allows only restricted movement.

I thank God we din’t  have the “Subway in the mall”……………

Whitney “If only she had a Friend…….”

 

What happened today shook the music world like the TSUNAMI. We lost our Whitney, someone we never thought would go in such a traumatic accident, or was it?

It was intentional, and how was she driven to that state of wanting to give away her own life or take it, as if it was of no use to her anymore? How did she end up like this? She was a lively fiery girl who used to sing in the back row of black churches and perform with Jermaine Jackson in the chorus. It was then in 1960’s when she was discovered by the music mughal Clive Davis. She rose to fame with her first album”Whitney Houston” in 1985 and never looked back. Then came her second album “Whitney” and she became America’s sweetheart.

What went wrong in this beautiful story was that something happened, that something called Love. Was it her relationship with her husband R&b star Bobby Brown, whom she married in 1992?people always have something to say about love and they said,  that both Whitney and bobby were different, but that’s what happens ,doesn’t it? That opposites attract? Whitney trashed them all saying that “When You Love, You Love” so she didn’t stop loving because he was different. People could see what it was doing to her; they could smell the drugs and alcohol on her breath. They could see the dark clouds lurking overhead Whitney’s halo.

What happened was that she gave up, she gave up on herself but not love, she was in love till she died and will be after she is gone. We didn’t lose her today but have lost her over a long period of time. What took her from us was that no one could rescue her and no one came to her in time of her loneliness. You can fight the world and get used to the paparazzi but you can’t fight yourself and the loneliness within.

If only she had a friend………………………………

 

The tumultuous relationship with weight…..

I didn’t tell you did I? that I have always had a tumultuous relationship with weight. Have been struggling with this since I was born, always tried to do something about it but not exercise .Yesterday I had to face the wrath of both of them(my parents) that I should now do something about it, and so I did. I wore my not so worn new RUNTONE reebok shoes and headed for the gym. I mean it’s not so far, just in the compound but walking towards it made me feel so heavy inside and out. I reached  the gym after crossing the indoor swimming pool (at least something was cool).what I saw was huge treadmills, hulk like cross trainers, and ultra modern bulky cycling machines, they were staring at me like I was the new kid on the block .

I know trouble when I see it, it was staring right at me, and I was burning more calories than an actual workout. I glared back and then strode a cycle, was on it and at it for 15 whole minutes and then it was weights, I think I like weights (HMMMM…..).After 30 more than tiresome minutes, I was more than glad, I had indeed worked out. Don’t know about tomorrow though…

 

Hi Everyone!

Just read my profile and you will know a bit about me,the rest I will keep updating you with every now and then.I have a lot to say about a lot of things but I think I will take everything one day at a time.

 

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