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Nepal Quake Aftershocks.

25th April, 2015 : The day man-made aftershocks won over natural aftershocks.

Two back to back tremors in Calcutta around noon today brought us all out of our buildings onto the roads. For a while, we were all dazed and then after necessary precautions went back to work.

I spent the next hour calling and texting people to ensure they were safe.

Then I came home and checked the news and read all I could about possible aftermaths of the quake.

After a long day, when I finally surfed through social media, I realized I had missed out on the most important task to be done after such an incident!

I forgot to update my Facebook status about how, why, where, when I felt and survived the quake! I forgot to share my survival strategies. I forgot to tell people via my Instagram account how the Calcutta skies looked pre and post storm today.

I realized I wasn’t cool enough like this guy who updated his status as “Feeling tremors. Earthquake?”. He was asked by a friend as to why he was updating his Facebook status instead of running down towards safety. His reply? “I am too lazy to run down 10 floors.” He should thank his stars the tremors felt in Calcutta were not destructive enough. Or else his laziness would have made him pay the final price. Very, very cool. I could never be him, try as much as I may.

Oh and do you know it’s also ‘Happy Earthquake Day’? Another status informed me this. People around me are so intelligent! I wonder where they get their brains from.

These are just two gems out of the countless sparkling stones lying around!

I had so many things to do. And instead all I did was feel gut-wrenchingly sad about all those people who lost their lives, saw their lives fall apart within seconds, are still trying to locate their loved ones, have been stranded and are waiting for help, are looking for the gleam of hope through the mount of rubble, are seeing the might of the Earth first hand. Where’s the proof that I did feel this? Where’s the evidence on the internet about it? I guess this is my evidence.

I did it. I did what all of us so calmly do these days. I just reduced the loss of countless lives to a few dozens of words.

Graciously Yours!

P.S. : How will our souls ever rest in peace?

Life Notes #9.

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Warning : Rambling ahead.

I am sitting somewhere (bored to the hilt!) and writing this post where I shouldn’t be writing it from, which I am obviously not going to divulge here!

The past few days a lot of stuff has been swirling around in this crammed head of mine and it’s time to check with you awesome people whether my mind is still okay or is it time for therapy?

Here goes.

Never focus on only one person in your life. Be it friends or family (which rarely happens these days, honestly!) or even your love. And even your love.

Of course he/she maybe the love of your life and your soul mate and your Knight in Shining Armour/Damsel in distress waiting to be rescued and you would vehemently disagree with me, but hear me out!

Sure that person is the one you want to spend your whole life with but do not focus on only that person. Remember before your love came along you had others in your life who loved you, cared for you, cried tears of joys in your wins and held your hand to get you through those tough times? Those people also matter. Yes, they still matter. And you have to let them know that they matter. By actions as much as words. It may be just one person or two or several but let them know and be there for them.

You don’t want to be so content in one single relationship that you don’t even realize when the others left you behind and all you were left were with memories and ‘what ifs’ and ‘had I’s’.

It is good to have someone to go to in case you need to let out steam or you know just want a change of scene!

And frankly being tied to the hip is somewhat uncomfortable to those around you, irrespective of how many compliments about ‘cute’, ‘romantic’ and ‘perfect’ you get!

Note to self: Keep the ones who want to make you smile dear. There’s more than one person of that kind.

But, hey! That’s just what I think! What do you think? Am I going bonkers or do you finally see sense on this blog after long? [Hint: Just leave lots of love and affection in the comments! And side by me. Shhh!]

Graciously Yours!

P.S. :Thank you Regular Indian Girl for the book series. That may have influenced the post a little! Just a wee bit.

Cheers to life! Again.

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Dear biker,

Thank you for ramming into me yesterday. You put my life into perspective again. Of late I’d started giving more leeway into my life to people who probably didn’t want it. The heart wants what the heart wants after all. I had started forgetting it was my life and no one deserved more attention than me.

Thank you for reminding me how precious life is and how granted we take it at times! Checklists start remaining unchecked, dreams get postponed, relations are assumed to remain good forever and change is detested.

Thank you for giving me the chance to make amends before it was too late to to only regret. You need something as strong as that moment for the fact to dawn upon you that some things have to be accepted as they are. For your own betterment.

Thank you for changing your bike tyres regularly and oiling your brakes well!

Thank you for being a good biker and letting me get off with  the least bruises possible!

Still sane enough to find positives from the negatives,

Graciously Yours!

P.S. : Mother, if you were to ever know about this, don’t scream at me please! That may be the reason why you didn’t know this in the first place 😛