When I get lost!!!

I don’t know why this happens to me, one thing is I love to dream, along a conversation when something that I knew always is told by the person whom I am talking to, I just transport myself to another world. Completely forgetting the fact that I am actually talking to someone. I am lost half the time in a day. Call it lack of concentration or whatever, but when I get lost that’s when I realise how beautiful life is. Recently my close friend was telling me something about work, initially I was following what he was saying, suddenly something, very personal, came to my mind, I was like…. Couldn’t register a word of what he was talking, but the shrewd guy, without taking offence to my change, just said I know you are in some other world. I felt bad, not that I didn’t want to listen, but it just happens to me very often. In fact as I am typing I am thinking about something else.
Why am I preoccupied all the time, various thought process occur, hits my head so hard that I can’t stop thinking all of it. To me dreaming is one way to relax my stressed mind, post dreaming I feel I have started something afresh, seriously, not exaggerating at all. But I have to make sure that whoever I am talking to does not mistake me.
Similarly I run short of words when I meet a friend after a long time, will not know what to ask, how to begin a conversation, funniest part is we would have had enjoyable moments when we were together, friends become strangers. I was asking my husband does these things happen, he was like… what did you say sweetheart, now I realise how irritating it can be if someone is not listening.

What goes around comes around

It`s eve and i have no mood to work. Honestly came to office to surf the net, chat with my friends, share with them what they are upto this evening. Not that I am a party animal but of late like to know what my friends would like to do, you know they are mindless crap!!! Talking about 2007 I must admit it has been a nice year for me. I have changed a lot. 2007 made a better person out of me (I should say). Now, I am not going to spell what I did but share the fact that everytime there is an argument in the house my hubby says "What goes around comes around." What does it mean, no idea. All our life we have constantly heard of idioms or phrases or proverbs so to speak which are life's great lessons passed on from one generation to another... Some popular ones include:
No pain no gain
As u sow so u reap
A bird in the hand is better than two in the bush
Don't count your chickens before they are hatched
A stitch in time saves nine
:)

Other phrases in Tamil ...not so much as proverbs...told to me by all the maaaaaamis in my family:
vecha kudumi sarcha mottai
kudikaaran pechu vidinju pochua
athu le pottalum alandhu dhaan podanum
minnuvadhelam ponnala
kakkai ku than kunju pon kunju
kadai thengave eduthu vazhi pulayaruku udaicha kathai....

Anycase...point of all this is....my all time favourite saying in life is "what goes around comes around"...Why because my man says it all the time. I can recall countless incidents from my life and others known to me where this saying has stood its ground...whether its bithcing, stealin someone's guy, takin credit for someone else's work or just being plain nasty to someone....always remember...Wat goes around DEFINETLY comes around!!!!

Walking that extra mile

Talking about broken relationships, is there anyone who can really ‘HATE’ anybody. I sincerely believe nobody can hate another human being. The least they can do is dislike or at the most will not be fond of her or his ways. Angst, fear, resentment in a broken marriage or friendship just vanishes after a point. It is really surprising. Love may not stay but affection and bond continues to stay. Individuals have learnt to compartmentalise love and friendship. Friendship truly is a blessing thing, no one can forget few things in a relationship like comfort level you shared with your partner.

I think certain relationships never end completely, it stays in one corner of everyone’s heart, when we are to ourselves in a room we do cherish those moments. Even if he or she is responsible for your grief, even when your heart is bleeding, there are times you will surely think about the happiness that person has brought in your life. The texture of every relationship is unique and only the two individuals involved in it know best what completes them. It takes ample maturity to be able to look beyond the negativity that’s transpired between the two and bond as buddies. I want to write more about what I am currently going through, one friend who looked beyond my negativity and made my life easy but can’t pen this here as people already think I am bold in my writings, so my hands are tied as of now, but believe me I am happy and grateful to that person. After all this world has good in abundance. Everyone can’t be good all the time, may be only when negativism is exposed one will understand what being positive really means.

Friendship or marriage ultimately it depends on what your priorities are and the comfort level you share with anyone. Bond remains unbroken and time is the greatest healer. Finally, I am living and loving.

Society doesn’t accept women hogging the limelight!

It’s not about whether women click or not, there is something more to it, some things which cannot be answered. I am talking about Madhuri Dixit’s comeback flop film Aaja Nachle. Why do women-oriented films bomb at the box office, Is it because of the heroine or because of the script. Can Madhuri only be blamed for the failure, there is more to it. Social structure and the male psyche play prominent roles in today’s society. First, female-oriented films highlight feminism or they deal with issues like rape, prostitution, subjugation and incest which makes men feel guilty and hurt their ego. And unfortunately our society is male dominated, men think twice before watching films, unless and of course the script is really appealing.

After Malashri from Kannada films and Vijay Shanti from Telugu industry, I think no other heroine made it big. I can say no heroine has been able to spin that kind of magic here down south. On the other hand, Khoon Bhari Maang was a hit because the script had something new to offer, really fresh and elegant Rekha just gave us what we wanted. Unless the script is marvelous, female-oriented films will not kick off just for the simple fact that our society is cold towards women.

Things that diminish with time

During childhood whatever seems to be scary and magnifying diminish once we grow. Probably when you reach your late 20s what you feared the most happens to be the minutest thing. My son happens to study in my school, whenever I visit him for lunch breaks and parents staff meeting, those scary classrooms give me absolute belonging and a comfort feeling, my son would surely differ though. Everyday in the morning, the first thing he says is I don’t want go to school mummy! I won’t blame him, I remember saying the same things to my mom, at least he doesn’t throw tantrums the way I used to.

Images crumble and things diminish with time. Heroes become zeroes. Friends turn foes and enemies seem to look more soothing than ever. Way back in class IV I used to dread one teacher, she used to scare the daylights out of me. The same teacher now looks frail and my feelings for her has changed, after all she needs care and help. I could probably say the bad diminishes in stature so is the good reduced over time. But the ghost of many other teachers – some beloved others feared walks with me every time I walk across my school corridor. That was the place where I used to stand for talking in the class and that was the room where we use to bunk language classes. Time dwarfs images and what seems of immense magnitude as a child, seems of no consequence to an adult eye.

EITHER WAY WORKS FOR ME

How do you feel when you generally walk into a big place may be a new office, where people are seated orderly and the moment you step in, all turn around and look at you top to bottom, men fantasizing many more, probably the naked me or something along those lines, and after 5 minutes of talking about what shoes I wear and the colour of my dress, if its stitched well and checking out my accessories (this probably happens when one visits the place for the first time, coyingly smile at those unknown faces and trying to put up a brave and a confident me. Actually I am talking about an office I recently visited.

I am going to call me as the Girl on Subway: (after 5 mins of talking about me and the relative appropriateness of each)....So I don't quite know which pair to wear to the thing at office tomorrow....
One more thing I want to add (now looking through my bag) I hate when I leave confidential things behind. The last post was a little dramatic I know, so planning to keep this one a little more interesting. As I am free from frustrating things, my mind seems to be clear and relieving I say. The music seems to be awesome and for once feeling positive about everything that’s happening around. And now I happen to care less. Finally I have understood the real me and that is: EITHER WAY WORKS FOR ME.

Losing sanity?

On second thoughts, if suppose we happen to commit mistakes knowingly, can we get pardoned. By the way if he or she does not pardon you, how does it matter to somebody who doesn’t actually bother about his or her words but pretend to say your words matter a lot. So what if we commit mistakes, is it not exciting at times to cross the LOC. Error is human.

As far as it doesn’t hurt anybody, how stupid I am if you happen to cross the LOC it will mean you have done something drastically unpardonable and to top it all you expect forgiveness. That’s human man, expecting, expecting and expecting forever.
But anyone who has been in a long time relationship cannot but concede that mistakes are dramatic, sociable, political and can I call it economic?

I just couldn’t care less for many things, why am I like this, please don’t answer for me, know who I am, still asking, asking for the sake of asking. Chuckling, totally irrelevant, still need to blog otherwise I might go mad, probably sooner than I think. I want to talk less, I mean really less, cocooning in a way that would make people ask what happened to her. Can this happen, so people please expect sudden breakthroughs in my thought process, which is bowled over by harsh realities. But my basic position will remain the same. Doing a lot of human pitfalls and fallacies. Trusted insiders, are you guys around?