Life is - packing boxes

I like to strike conversations, even with strangers, albeit those who look interesting to me. Well here is what, goes behind this unusual title.

I met this elderly, interesting couple, while looking for a place to sit at the Delhi Airport food court. The delayed flight announcements were getting seemingly boring already and checking official email was not interesting me either. I saw the man typing something from his notes on a notepad and the wife reading a book. Well, yeah that was interesting about them. They were not expressing dismay over the delayed flight and bad weather but just keeping themselves busy with what they liked to do at leisure.

I had to talk, ofcourse! So I initiated the conversation and they told me they were Belgians, touring some parts of India. They were quite excited and happy when I helped them decide, the places they should visit. While the janta flocked to grab the refreshments the airlines was offering due to flight delays, this couple explained me passionately about their career. They are in to Social service and have a zest for life. To me, they felt connected, yet allowed each other the space to express their own views. The best part was that they did not complain about India in any manner, in fact they did not crib about anything! They were positive souls. Robert and Inge.

I knew, it would be interesting to know how they met (I would not consider asking the same question to an Indian couple, because of the obvious answer), well I thought, during Social service but still blurted out the question. It turned out that they met at a festival, where Robert claimed to be doing some strange and weird dancing, but she thought it was interesting, in the year 1977.“Twenty nine years ago”, she smiled.

They were visiting India the second time, because Robert decided to accompany his daughter this time, who was scheduled to arrive two days later.

Shopping is a must to be discussed when you have two ladies on the table! Well we were at it, and she exclaimed, “I wonder where I am going to keep the stuff that I keep buying (this time she was referring to the famous shawls from India), there are boxes at my place that I haven’t opened for years, and we are now shifting to a new place”. The husband with his amused smile ,raised brows and hands in the air, replied “You see life is all about packing boxes, you pack stuff, your memories ,laughter and sorrow and then years later unpack them “, you collect  while on the journey called Life!”.He said “Observe, if you like something, hold on, observe some more and then take it in your life Kitty”.

I smiled, got my stuff together, proceeding to board my flight, and scribbled my contact number on a piece of paper. They were really happy and much appreciated the gesture. Why I did that? I don’t know. I did not take their contact information. They are back next week in New Delhi, and we hope to meet. J.I packed a new box today!

Book & Book :)

I planned to start my day with a book called "Catcher in the Rye" by J.D Salinger but, got in to a good conversation about the books called "The Secret" and "The power" (both by Rhonda Byrne) with my cab mate so I postponed Catcher  for a later time.

My laptop had crashed this weekend, so today I had all the time in the world to read while it was being fixed.Today, was probably a books discussion day for me, my manager knows that I love reading so he was sweet enough to bring me this book called "Guns , Germs and Steel" by Jared Diamond.It is about how civilisations developed and how the hunters and the gregerians went on to capture different parts of the world.Interesting,Yes!.Not the genre I usually read but I liked the part I read and hence I think ,will start liking these kinds soon.

Also I think my daily walk is reaping benefits as I felt good about myself today.So I rewarded myself with a keema parantha and a Costa Royale.Good thing is , I realised that vanilla flavors are not for me, in fact anything that leaves a sweet flavor on my taste buds.Better thing is that I plan to gift myself a RayBan Jackie Ohh on loosing the first five kilos, plan is to reward myself with non fattening items.:)

Day was good on the whole and I feel God has been kind.Hope and faith in my heart.Good people receive good.Belief restored.

High on Life!!!

Here I am again, doing what makes my soul content.Writing is my first expression.

I am high on life these days.Purely quenching my life's thirst by doing things I , had only been thinking of for some time now.I am totally following my bliss and have found life to be much worthy.
I got two cute blue stud  piercings.Okay these are the fourth and fifth in number of the total brutalities that I have incurred on my tender ear cartilages till date.

I headed to the fucha market called K.Nags along with a friend.I had once become the victim of a joke when someone mentioned Kamla Nagar as K.Nags and I was clueless how the trend of christening places processed.Anyways, so we arrived at the Adarsh Body piercing (body piercing ran multiple thoughts in my mind, but there were no explicit pictures to support this art,sadly they don’t know the power of visualisations) and Tattoo art studio.

 A "I-know-it-all about your ear lobes baby" kind of man marked the positions to be pierced on my ear line and while I was just discussing with my friend ,as to whether I should get one or two piercings on the same day, he dug the silvery in to my ears and TUCK  I got a Blue stud,TUCK and I got  another one.I was surprised , he chalked out the position of the second one according to his whim.Anyhow the studs look both cute.

I felt as though I had come to deliver a baby and while till chatting with my significant half the doctor gives me a set of twins.Funny, I know!

It did not hurt that time but later in the evening, I felt like I need to be on local anesthesia.

All in all it was a good experience. Yes it definitely made me smile, made it a meaningful weekend as I accomplished one of the things on my "to do".

 Other than the piercings , have started an active healthy lifestyle regime,bought a Canon IXUS 130 , experimenting and learning to click good pictures.I have bought some nice herbal skin care products to pamper myself, got my room done for new furniture and decor,have started disliking pasta and started enjoying the tikka \ roasted delicacies more.

I am high on fruits,celebrations of life, smiling my heart out and loving myself this way.All my time is for me :).Pink Floyd  is my new addiction.
I am planning  to start up  a beauty and skin care blog soon.Sounds like a chick thingy but it would be more about the reviews on products (old & new) I have used and some of my personal experiences.Hope to fly on that.
My dream is to fly over the rainbow so HIGH!!!!!!!!!

Sometimes..............

Sometimes…..

Sometimes I ponder…….when the little girl I was, always wanted to grow up so fast…..

Wanted my way,  and my word, and be all that and where I wanted.

I wanted to be this woman who is all so in control, expressed her mind and had a view point.

I wanted to be in the fast lane and achieve it all and stand out….

Now that I am the woman, I crave for the time I was this little girl.

Of the innocence and the moments I owned to dream…of the playful bliss…of not runnin outa the damn time…

Sometimes….

Sometimes ….I am strong to support someone at their mind…

and sometimes my heart is crystal fragile to decide for  myself….

Sometimes I am lost, not to the world…..but to myself….

I am nameless, don’t know my directions….I decipher and manage..

Sometimes I am all love…….sometimes the shrewd tamer….

Sometimes I am tamed and sometimes I tame…..

Sometimes I care for the world around and love ‘ em back…

Sometimes I want to be on my own…..like I don’t own an address or a cell phone…

Sometimes I tend to gaze in to the infinity……….

I dunno what I think….i talk to my existence….

Sometimes I am back to my crazy world………of hopes and aspirations galore…

Sometimes I think of the bright sunny days and the love around me…..

Sometimes life is beautiful….sometimes…………