Thursday, May 31, 2012

Friends with Benefits

Very correctly someone has said "In everyone's life, at some time, our inner fire goes out.  It is then burst into flame by an encounter with another human being.  We should all be thankful for those people who rekindle the inner spirit. "

I have always thought, a friend is always supposed to help you find yourself, when you are lost.Rest everyone is something else.

But we use "Friends" for so many different kind people

1. Who lends you money
2. Who accompanies you for movies
3. Who has lunch with you at work
4. Who goes with you to a Toastmaster meeting
5. Who sits next to you at work
6. Who carpools with you
7. Who goes for meditation with you

But, do these people really help you in time of distress, do they understand you in and out?

Ofcourse someone who is really close to you, knows you, lits that fire in you when it goes out, that one friend is the BEST amongst all the good ones.

And this relationship is out of the world. They are like parents you selected for yourself, or a sibling you've never had, or a confidante who always wished to have.

After watching Dil Chahta Hai, I learnt one of the biggest lessons of my life. Every relationship has a limit, and if it is crossed, the relationship is ruined. That limit should always be respected. And similarly, in friendship too, there is a limit, which we all should respect, else, it really doesn't go the way, it could have.

A topic of discussion has always been, whether a guy and a girl can be friends. Someone whom I know, always emphasized that a guy and girl can never be friends.

I always believed that, as long as you respect the limit of "Friendship", you can remain friends even with a guy or vice versa. But the moment, when you bring in physical attraction into picture, you have crossed the limit and your thoughts have taken you to the place from where there is no coming back. No matter how much you try, you can never let that thought subside, and the friendship develops into something else. It is not just friendship alone. It is clubbed with attraction, leading to infatuation and usually concluded as love.

Then Friends, get the benefits, and in most cases, the guy and the girl get married and have a happy ending, otherwise, it ends on a bad note.

That limit, of friendship, if maintained, makes life really really simple.

So, I wish I could tell that one person who always kept telling me that a guy and a girl can never be friends, that yes, they can be, if things are kept the way they are supposed to be.

Lately, most of us, have friends with benefits. We kill our emotions, and feelings and convince ourselves that a particular person is just a friend, with xyz benefits. It is a mutual understanding and things go on pretty smoothly.

I have always wondered how does this concept work? Because I am someone who doesn't use her brain to think. I just feel things from my heart.

Do you know anyone who are friends with benefits? How does the concept work? Does the conscience remain clear, is not getting attracted so easy, when there are such pretty things around?

Benefits! It's a positive word, but with a lot of negative repercussions hidden!

Friendship is beautiful. I wish it remained the way it is supposed to be. The way Krishna and Sudama had.


PS: This post is dedicated to Priyanka Ganatra Kariya, the sweetest friend I ever had! :) 

Wednesday, May 30, 2012

Serene Smile

Very rarely do we find a smile, that's so serene, carefree and attractive. She had lesser things to worry about, no one to judge, and nothing to lose.

So she smiled, like she ruled the world! 

This is the prettiest smile I've ever seen!

©Yamini. Clicked at Baga beach, Goa

Tuesday, May 29, 2012

Thesis on Smileys!

You, know, how tech savvy the world has become. We type and talk and talk and type. So, just like any other weekday, when office seemed pretty boring, we 4 room mates, ex room mates now, were yapping over a mail trail, and I happened to write something with a typical “:P” smiley.. 

Well, I wouldn’t write this incident in an indirect speech.. So here’s the actual mail trail for you to read..  and appreciate the innovation and amazing thought that we, rather maloo has put into this! 

*****

Maloo: 
I made methi thepla today morning…
Salt was a little less.. but came out well…
Garam garam it was nice… later became a little dry…

Yamini:
Thepla bole toh?

Pri:
Abhi ise sirf Dosa samjhta hai....
(I have moved to Bangalore)

Yamini:
:D :D :D

Pri:
When are u reaching Ngp?

Yamini:
:P
Mostly 2nd Morning.

Maloo:
Tu har reply mein itna hass kyun rahi hai….
Humlog kya joker dikh rahe kya yahan par….
Yamini:
Picchle reply me kaha hasi re… tounge dikhkai..hasna bolte kya use :D
(ab hasi)

Maloo:
:P tongue dikhana hota kya… tongue kahan ahi ismein..
Yamini:
Wo ‘P’ se jo latakra wo tongue nahi toh kya hai??
:P aise haste kya maloo..?? :D

Maloo:
Agar
1.       Mere daat ka operation hua and ek side se mooh sujh gaya toh
2.       Mooh ke ex side mein chaale aagye toh
3.       Mera ek side ka body paralyze hogaya toh
4.       Mere pati ne mere mooh mein tape laga diya toh
5.       Meine galti se ek side of the lips mein feviquick laga liya toh
6.       Mujhe koi pasand nahi and jabardasti usse dekhe smile karna ho toh
7.       Mujhe mera point prove karna ho toh
:P aaise haste….
Woh ek TV actress toh bina kissi reason ke by default :P aaise hi hasti hai…!!!!

Pri:
:D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D

Maloo:
M in no mood to work yaar…
Do dino se meine client kaka ko latkake rakha hai…
Kuch kaam nahi kiya…!!!!

Yamini:
Tera talent kahi aur nazar aara hai..kaam kaise hoga..
Thepla banana, alag alag type ki hasi pe research karna! :D  
Fursat mile toh thoda dave kaka pe bhi dhyan de de :S

Puntoo:
:A :B :C ………. :X :Y :Z
 Ab in sab pe phd karo!!!!!!

Pri:
Mere man ki baat likh di tune Punts!

Yamini:
Maloo karegi na research..fir patent file karnge!@ :D

Maloo:
Tum sabke mann ki kardi…
 Jo mere mann mein sabse pehle aaya.. woh likha…!!!!!
 :A            andhadhoon hassi
:B            beech mein daath tut gaya wali hassi
:C            chameli ki hassi
:D            dahadne waali hassi
:E            ek daanth waali hassi
:F            faadu hassi
:G           Gol hassi
:H            hairat ki hassi
:I             ishq ki hassi
:J             jalan ki hassi
:K            kamini hassi (yeh hassi dena bandh kar yamini… aage ka bhi padh)
:L             langoor ki hassi
:M          meherbaani hassi
:N           na hasne waali hassi
:O           oats khaane ke baad waali hassi (not at all good…)
:P            phirse samjhaaoun kya (do I need to explain this one again..!!!!)
:Q           quality hassi
:R            raah chalti hassi
:S            saap ki hassi (skand Sharma ki hassi……….)
:T            temporary hassi
:U           udhaar ki hassi
:V            vagaira waali hassi
:W          waqt ki hassi (seriously)
:X            X (single) porn waali hassi
:Y            Yorker waali hassi
:Z            zor (constipation wala zor) ki hassi


And that’s how we had a detailed list of laughters from A-Z. Now we have a reason to laugh at every little thing and on every situation! :)

Kudos Maloo.... I had no idea.. Aisa bhi hota hai! :D

Monday, May 28, 2012

Seher ho tum

Once in a while Hindi, rather Urdu fascinates me a lot. It is sad, that I am not well-versed with either.

This is one try, though! :)

Behad hai mohabbat, par ikraar kaise ho
Pyaar se pyaar hua, ab fir pyaar kaise ho
Sunte hai ghazal likha karte hai aashiq
Qaid ho chuke ghazal ki kashish me
Ab faraar kaise ho

Seher aaj khushnuma si lagti nahi
Palke mundh-khwab bunn rahe hai sarkaar
Jab utho, toh seher ko bhi jaga dena
Warna hum bhi soche
Khuda ki dua ka deedar kaise ho

 

Sunday, May 27, 2012

Pretty Surreal

I have always been looking for something to cash upon when I hit the writer's block. And hitting the dead end, is not just once, but many times, in a life time. 
I have numerous diaries to aid me when I get there, to help me scribble and try to get that head start when I am stuck.


To help me, overcome this phase of stagnancy, a dear friend, bought a "Scribbling pad" for me, which says "Writer's Block". Seems it is exclusively intended for one such phase. 
I don't know when will I reach that, because as of now, I am not really facing any block, except "finding time to blog" block. I wish I could write and write and write! I got so much to say! :)


I am so happy that someone bought me that gift and I am sure it will reach me exactly when I hit the writer's block. 


As of now, it's good :) 


And for this surreal Sunday, it was a pretty pretty surprise! :)


Thanks Varghese :)



Thursday, May 24, 2012

Right vs Wrong

I have been thinking about a lot of things lately. One of them being the concept of trusting people and sticking by what you feel is right. There are many times when we are proven wrong, most of the times by our parents and elders.
And as we grow older, we realise, that there are a few friends with whom we get along really really well and with some, we just don't gel.

I realised, two people may have the same taste, same thinking, but their behavior and beliefs may be totally different. What is right according to me, may be completely wrong according to my friend. The simplest example being, eating non-vegetarian food. If one does it, doesn't mean it is wrong, it only means, in my perspective, I do not "feel" it right to eat meat, whereas in someone else's perspective, destroying "plants and trees" would be a greater offense. No one is right or wrong, it's just the difference of perspective. 

There are so many fights which go unresolved, because we just fail to see the perspective of the other person. I was always in a continual pursuit to understand the concept of what is right and what is wrong. To speak of something which is morally and ethically wrong would be sex before marriage - for most of us. Well, the times have now changed, but I still do know people who believe and stick by it. I also know people who say, it's totally fine to take a plunge into the curious domains of exploring and living by instincts rather than doing what the society has defined as "Correct".

If we assume that we would be "punished" for the wrongs we do, then we should consider the occidental culture as a gateway to hell. But really is that so? If God or any Superior power were to decide our fate  depending on whether we've slept before marriage or not, then it would be so unfair. I don't think it's His business to do all that. He has given us enough power to decide what is right and what is wrong. But how do we do it? 

I considered a situation. If I was very poor, without any money to make my ends meet, and if my kid was starving, would I steal to feed my child? My answer was "Yes". I would steal! But isn't stealing wrong? 

If my heart says, that it's right, I would know it's right, no matter what the society, the police or the court thought. My heart is the perfect guide, and if says or guides me towards something, it can never be wrong.

So, it's really simple, you see. Just listen to that heart. And I know, I tried doing that too.,.. but that voice is lost somewhere, where it is busy judging who is right and who is wrong, it's busy passing judgements to other people. I do not find it to my rescue, when I am in a dilemma.

And how to get that voice back? I think I just need to sit back, for a while, know Myself, give it a chance to speak to me, and help me know what is indeed right, and what is wrong! And then, I wouldn't care what the world thinks! :)

Wednesday, May 23, 2012

On the wondrous roads...

...Of Old Goa..

© Yamini
I am not really good with the Camera - bad on either side of it. But lately I have seen so many people taking up photography. They click, process and put up. I usually am not able to appreciate it technically. But I appreciate it when I find something being expressed out of it. If I think, the picture is good enough to be written about, poetry, or anything, then it's a good picture. Else, it's just a colorful capture.

I may be really offensive when I talk like that, so sincere apologies. But art is something which should Speak. If it doesn't, it isn't really art.

I do use the camera. I click pictures and I try processing them too. Surprisingly, there are some pictures which I work really hard upon, processing them, making them look more appealing. I love to write on them, though I may not necessarily publish it!

So just like the day intended, a wordless Wednesday, I have ruined the essence pretty much, but I will let the photograph speak for itself. This road led me to one of the prettiest revelation of life! :)

Monday, May 21, 2012

For the little one, again


I cannot join random letters
to form one strong word
But I can understand what you say
I am not an animal or bird
Ask me, I can tell what exactly papa told
I am smart I know things well,
I am nine months old

Old people, young and those who can
speak so utterly well
Talk like me, like a Baby you see,
Wht they are saying, I cannot tell.
An accent so weird with kuchikoos
Are stupid and not at all bold
Give me some sane talk people
I am nine months old

Mumma said I should be a good girl
and be sweet with everyone
But uncle you really drive me crazy
and you never stop once you've begun
And aunty you should know
how a baby you should hold
Well, I can be on my own in a few days
Coz I am nine months old

In three months from today
I will be turning one
I'd have my say, with shouts and songs
And then you'll see the fun
And when I wouldn't have enough
I'd scream when you'd scold
I would walk and run and talk with you
But now I am nine months old

if there were no dreams

  if there were no dreams the permanence would slowly take over and the little escapes into the terrain of subconscious existence would deli...