My Expression!! My Life!!

She looked at his fast receding back and wished she had not uttered those words… If only there was a way to take them back… ************************************************************************************************************* Her glance fell on the photo frame. The happy smiles on the faces in the photo reminded her of another time when she was young, carefree and there was nothing but love in her world. If only there was a way to relive those moments again… ************************************************************************************************************* The mail icon beeped indicating a new message. Her best friend was getting married. And it was all of a sudden.   She wished she could go. But she was so far away and now it was too late to make other plans If only there was an easier way… ********************************************************************************************************* She held his hand. Felt his pulse weaken as life ebbed away from him...

This has been a long pending blog post. I have wanted to write about this for a long time on and coincidentally reading about the ‘almost-same’ topic on a junior’s blog has just spurred me on. Music! Beats! Rhythm! Songs! Lyrics! I am sure all of us have been exposed to it in some way or the other... I am sure all of us like it in some form or the other. There are some songs that I hold close to my heart. They transport me to another world, a nostalgic world where memories of another time come into mind involuntarily. Like classical music or devotional sings for instance! As far back as I can remember, the mornings in my home have always been a medley of devotional / classical songs played on the stereo, sometimes on television with the accompanying images of some beautiful temple and the morning rituals there. It’s from those numerous songs that I learnt the itty-bitty knowledge I have of ragas, sruthi and other musical nuances. Some songs, I started listening to purely because of...

I bought myself a pair of shoes recently. Formal cum Casual shoes. Pair of nice black slip-ons with a nice little design near the toes and a small heel. :-) Ones that go with anything. Or so I thought. The sales lady was very enthusiastic about me picking it up… she was gushing about how nice they looked on my feet and how they go with all dresses and how cute they were!! And chump that I was for compliments and flattery I bought it!! It was on sale too so that added to my reasons for justifying the purchase. :P The shoes did look good on my feet. They are KILLER shoes… And I mean it literally… My feet are now almost DEAD… Ever watched that episode of F.R.I.E.N.D.S – the one with Monica’s Boots!! ?? I empathize with her now!! The shoes literally drank my blood and gnawed at my skin like they were from some alien shoe world and they were craving for human flesh and blood.  I was limping about, making “ooohhh…aaahhh…ouch!” noises every few steps that I took… more like a walking...