Hunt for Banyan Fig in Vermont

I know this doesn't call for a blog post especially not after this long. But when there are million thoughts racing through head, sifting them becomes difficult. Not especially when backlog of unpublished and drafted posts is long. I deleted most of them. Instead I thought of writing about the first thought that comes in my mind which is my birthday.

Banyan Fig Idea: So I asked myself, what do I want for my birthday? Well, I miss Banyan Fig tree, so I thought why not plant one as a mark of me living here.

Souls owner

He didn't tell me how to live; he lived, and let me watch him do it.....

We all have been there, atleast all married women who have been fortunate enough like me. Having a man who is not only half of every cell in her body but also king of her heart. A man whom she grew idolizing. A man who has protected, shielded, fought, fulfilled her every wish, staked his reputation and god knows even cried and suffered for her. A man whom she first meets when she opens her eyes and learns every smile, expression, words, biking, sports, maths, science, geometry, values, principles and whatever she knows from him and his wife. A man who was happier, sadder and gloomier about her than herself to the extent where his body starts showing it. A man who treated her

Its been long since I...

1. Slept till evening. Last time i did that was when i came home after travelling in train from bangalore with last 10 hours without reservation which i spent like serpant near the stinking loo but opened train door which made up for a night to remember starring out in the dark lost deep in thoughts. The only bliss during the journey interrupted by the train security who bolted it everytime i opened it as it was LATE night.


2. Played kabaddi. I remember pulling out a sock instead of pulling the player in crease. It was typical hindi movie scene with her sprawled on the ground n me dragging her while mumbling 'hututu' only exception being my eyebrows shot up n i was tongue tied with surprise (thats means i stopped hututu mumbling n lost my turn) after seeing sock in my hand and i burst out in laughter next instant.


3. Wrote in hindi or gujarati. The last time i wrote anything in gujarati was in my first year of college. A letter to my parents (Those rare beautiful means of communication have to be relieved and reused intentionally from time to time these days). And I was struggling for words and even characters. Wonder, if i can outshine my 9 year ole brother in writing either of these languages now!!! Distant possibility.

And hypocrisy continues....

"There are much easier things in life than finding a good man.  Nailing Jell-O to a tree, for instance."


The scenario of women independence which still falls in a range cant be justified otherwise where innumerable number of women who are leaving a trail behind in every profession, are smart and intelligent change their entire outlook for that mandatory milestone in their life called as 'the marriage'. In the fear of not falling into the failure category, they end up being hooked to a chauvinist. Its horrifying to see some women live a total different life than one they do under shadows of her in-laws.


The modern version of old days ritual of girls draped in saris (well that is one i really love but not for parading) flaunting skills like sewing, singing, dancing, culinary abilities and well u can choose your favorite too has changed to

25 years

yesssssssssssssssssssssssss!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 25 years of being put on the earth for a purpose. Alright i am not gonna be a saint here. Purpose of 1st proving that my parents got it right..;D and then everything else that was result of me bumping into crazy pickles. Another huge impact was finding a purpose of being an example as an elder sister to two lovely siblings (thats a task, trust me). But now I am gonna be younger than someone and youngest in his family (wooooohooooooooo so i can be all that possibly can drain him). And that probably is another huge milestone. But well bring it on, I am ready!!!! Purpose of

OMNIPRESENT

Supreme being, highest power, almighty, creator or in commonest and most used word GOD. This word brings a flood of faith, warmth in heart, peace and happiness. Once hearts done operating with all the emotions, it is brains turn. Doubts, fears, excuses, loopholes, options, discussions, worries and mostly questions. And this phase lasts longer. I talk to God, the way i do with closest of my friends. Or rather i have a monologue with him. And just like those friends would, He always answers though never in words.
Our religions teach us to fear God. They dont attempt to build our conscience but instill fear for immoral or not being too harsh on us mortals, inappropriate actions. I still remember

THE BRICK

About ten years ago, a young and very successful executive named Josh was traveling down a Chicago neighborhood street. He was going a bit too fast in his sleek, black, 12 cylinder Jaguar XKE, which was only two months old.

He was watching for kids darting out from between parked cars and slowed down when he thought he saw something. As his car passed, no child darted out, but a brick sailed out and - WHUMP! - it smashed Into the Jag's shiny black side door!