I need...

An SLR

A new watch

Renault Duster

New Crocs

Cozy comforter

Great hair

Great body

Great skin

Happiness

excitement

8 hours of undisturbed sleep

A nice man

These 15 days to go soon...

....to quit my work!

Numbers...

What's in a number?
Lot many things.
The possibility of connecting two dots...of making one plus one two.
The earth that formed 3000 years ago.
The years spent in waiting for the "miracle" to happen.
The 9 months that mothers wait.
The 10-minute plans.
The last second sprint by the olympic runner.
And for someone, it might just be 27 and counting...

Numbers that can be so insignificant when seen separately, but makes so much sense and value when weaved with some stories around.

Winning hearts...

How easy it is? Or rather difficult?

Let's weave a story with words...would that suffice?

Would ending with "happily ever after" create a sense of curiousity and excitedness enough to let them sigh and drool. And let us win their heart...?

Let's weave a story for a child of every age. Let's concentrate on the gravity of each word said, and then,  sentences and paragraphs so strongly put together, would lead to nothing, but, win their hearts!

Let's create a graphical journey...because a picture says a thousand words. Show the setting sun, the splashes of waves, and the chirping birds. Let's put them in the foreground and let them imagine for themselves - how wonderful it might be...and win their hearts?

And if everything else fails...let's just put them together. In a cubicle full of coffee aroma. Let them realize the depth of understanding. If silence, awkward glances, and muted conversations would dwell something within them, we would know we have won their hearts...

A friend narrates her story or journey to finding the perfect groom. And she would vote 5 stars for this :)

Life - Quo vadis?

When the sky is overcast and the mood somber.

Life is running past me. Rather, life is escaping. I might sit back and ponder my location on life's GPS. But time? Where is it?

There are several things that have changed over the past few months. Most of them are likable, some not so. There is a part of me that wishes to sit back and enjoy the unpredictable rain, and then there is other that just wishes to curse the downpour.

It is a mood of confusion. Stemming from the changes, from the good things and some bad. Bad may be a superlative; but what do you call something that thing that sits at the tip of your tongue each day waiting to be screamed, that sits on your shoulder whispering in your ears, and then that greets you with a devilish smile each time you stare....yeah, the bad thing. The confusing thing.

This state of mind -  is not a part of the routine. It, however, may, enter and be a part of the routine. Do you want it to be a  part of your routine? Does it matter what I want?

Oh, monsoon. What do you do to my mood!

Sometimes all that you want from today is that let tomorrow be bloody awesome!
Let the fruits be sweet, and not sour...let the long-awaited decision see the light of the day, or sometimes it is as simple as, let the to-do list go away!