I regret I died!!

If I had few more years, what would I not do to see the wedding of my son?
I remember that, right in front of my eyes, I saw it all!!
I was a chain smoker once, but that was when I was young.
I would smoke up cigarettes, and light up those evenings with my liveliness.
I would write and then I penned a book, but that was when I was young
Then I knew I would get an award and my name would appear in leading dailies
Everyone would cheer me up and I would smile, but that was when I was young
I would plan my retirement with my grandchildren and my wife, by my side
And I saw, all those dream shattering and hopes getting killed
On that bed in emergency, in a world where everything was white but my lungs
I saw my son running door to door, from one corridor to another
Asking explanations from doctors, wanting to know the reason
My son did not sign up for this when he grew up as that smart young man- as witty, as lively
My boy wasn’t aware what future held for him when he went to college
But then, even I didn’t know what was planned for me
For I was busy, smoking up my life and lighting up those cigarettes!!
This is based on my view of what my friend went through. Dedicated to uncle! May you RIP. 


Chaotic mind of a lover girl

Daily Post https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/chaotic/

This is an extempore use of the Prompt word of the Daily post Chaotic:

As she woke up every morning by his side, 

Puffed eyes, bleeding lips and tears to hide. 

Bold independent chirpy full of life,

Love, togetherness, belongingness for the strife.

A tomboy fearless carefree bird that flew high,

To a coy loving partner that she would constantly try.

Happy go lucky, eyes that shine so bright, 

Gleaming tear drops, sadness in her heart she would fight. 

The battle of right and wrong, world and herself, love and hate,

Betrayal and loyalty, chaotic endings of one sided love story, by fate. 

Love for Food

As I picked up the title, I’m very clear that it cannot be a one time post. It has to be a series of posts so that proper justice can be done to the subject and emotions for food may be digitally expressed.

Few instances that reflect upon it: 

  • The Love for food is beyond the pain of illness, physical injury or even fatness
  • Belief that fatness is a by-product and must not bother you much
  • I travel to a new place to try out the food and only the food 
  • My travel plans are executed in the following  sequence: book tickets, look out for food  joints, make a list of to-eat items, book a place closest to these eateries, check out other things to-do.
  • Most of the discussion in our household is about food 
  • My best friend is my food bud (we travel together for food) 
  • Food is a blessing- good food is heaven 
  • The feeling of pity for people who have got no special feelings for food 
  • Going to any place is bothersome only as long I’m not sure of where I would get food 
  • Haven’t shifted abroad for only a single issue of not getting food easily 
  • Weddings mean good food and so do parties 
  • Visiting relatives was always a bad idea- eating freely might get limited 
  • Always made great friends with people who cooked- my mess wale bhaiya, my maid, my cooking  friend.
  • Forever hungry is probably the right word 
  • NDTV Good Times, Food Food, Zee Khana Khazana, Food first, TLC arethe preferred TV channels 

For the love of Food, 


60 days!!

Ever since I was a child, I heard that it takes 21 days to make a habit. But I feel bad about being the person I am- I’m lazy, I procrastinate and to make the things worse- I don’t do anything about it.

As I opened my WordPress app today, I saw its been 60 days that I last wrote something. This is unhealthy. Yes, and it’s mostly My laziness. Things that kept me busy all this while have no basis; but all I can do right now is to jot those down and make myself realize that I can do better: 

  • Stress for Mumbai visit (needs another post to explain my current relationship with Mumbai) 
  • Pending work at office ( a forever phenomenon) 
  • Shopping for diwali (important  festival)
  • Bhaidooj shopping (another big festival for us ;)) 
  • Procrastinating 
  • And being unwell post diwali (pollution hurts) 

I want to be more responsible for my words and for myself and about the money (demonstration post coming- it’s the new topic of discussion  nonetheless)