Nothing comes in my mind when I think about P.. All I have is Palakkad..I have a deep relation with Palakkad.. For someone who thinks what is Palakkad; Palakkad is a district in Kerala. My favorite destination since childhood. It is where my father’s eldest brother resides. When both uncle & aunt passed away, their children settled there and thus Palakkad became my usual holiday destination. Every vacations were described as Palakkadan days. That’s from where I started loving traveling. Palakkad is the hottest district in Kerala. With a loads and loads of Paddy field Palakkad possess a slightly different culture from the other districts.. Palakkad was a background for so many Malayalam novels and movies.. And for me.. Nothing can beat my love towards the place.. 🙂
Its over.. 😦
By the time I am drafting this I am cleaning my work desk and drawers.. Packing the stuffs I own here.. The diaries where there are calculations over calculations.. The notepads which owns so many uncompleted drafts.. I cleared the sticky notes and reminders.. Handed over the works to my head and just listening to that cute song by kids for The Jungle book movie (Hindi).. Jungal Jungal Baat Chali Hai.. 🙂 At my side my colleague; he is like a little brother to me is still itching on my packing.. 🙂 Yeah!! its time for me to leave this office.. A new day is waiting for me.. In two days I will be sitting in another work desk missing the people here.. I am already missing them.. 😦
So that.. It’s OVER! The life here.. All the way to a new dawn.. 🙂
November isn’t my favorite month. But November is a special month for me.. 😉
Days passed as she struggled to get into the routine.. Time flown as she tried to open her eyes in the morning.. Moments jumped as she reached his tie and made it proper.. She ran around the home.. She raced in her work desk.. She closed her eyes and morning fell all of a sudden.. Her eyes decorated dark circles.. Her pen stumbled on words.. Her breath became slow.. She saw the winter coming.. The cold wind gushed through the window.. One more month passed.. It’s November again!! 🙂
Time to do the unexpected!! 🙂
Happy Blogging ❤
MUSIC.. Music is Addiction.. Music is Peace.. Music is Love.. Music is everything for me..
Music is a blessing for me.. Something which can sooth my mind.. Something that wipes my tears invisibly.. Something which gives energy to my life.. People can hardly see me without a music player and earphones.. It is a part of my life.. Taking music to everywhere.. Even I imagine dreams with a musical back ground.. I m crazy about music.. A part of me is always a singer.. My dear ones know how I sings in between a conversation in phone or while sitting along.. its really an adrenaline rush makes me sing.. Which pushes me to hum.. 🙂
My college days where stunning with music concerts.. I remember the chance I got every year to perform with the music band who comes for the annual college day function.. I made concerts with my friends every year in college.. My collections on karaokes and lyrics of song increased day by day.. This happened while I was doing my Diploma.. And after that.. 🙂 We always had a music section after classes with my buddies in the nearby coffee shop.. All the orchestra provided with mouth and the desk we conquered the whole world of music.. I often seen other students from college shooting us that weird look like ‘ What these guys are up to?’.. We were not professionals… Oh yeah!! One of my buddy was professional by the time.. Kelvin! He had an awesome voice that captures every people and wonderful control over his voice at any time.. We were a bunch of crazy people who loves music; I m not sure if everyone in our gang loved music but they definitely loved us.. And that’s why we always kept on singing.. We made our own improvisations and leads.. 🙂
Time flied.. Kelvin diverted his career to music and completed his studies in KM Music Conservatory.. He performed in from of our God of music A. R Rahman.. Can you imagine?? He performed in front of him.. He was a part of Tribute to Michael Jackson launched by the students in his music school.. And guess what? He took me to his band’s recording section one day.. A whole new experience of live recording.. 🙂 Music and I have a connection between from the day I started to grow in my Mother’s womb.. My Dad used to sing songs for me and those songs still give goosebumps.. ❤ I was born on a time when legends were ruling the music world.. I grown up with Rahman Sir’s music and Yesudas Sir’s sound.. Mohammed Rafi Saab and Kishore Dha decorated my dad’s music collections.. 🙂
Music is something I can’t live without..
Music is with which I m made of.. ❤
Put on your headsets & enjoy the weekend!!
Life won’t be easy until you know what you can do. Life wont be easy until you find your power. I am powerful when I have a pen and a paper. I am confident when I until I believe i can write. But the most powerful weapon we have is LOVE.. 🙂
Love can heal anything.. Love is the one thing which connects us.. Love is the feel which makes us keep on living.. Love is what a mother felts for her baby from the day it starts growing in her womb.. Love is when a father hugs his child after scolding him for doing something wrong.. Love is when he kisses his love’s forehead after the first delivery.. Love is she tip toeing into the kitchen without disturbing her man’s sleep..Love is when he gives a piece of chocolate to his sister.. Love is when she helps her brother for the exam.. Love is when she shares her coffee with her love of life.. Love is he holding her hands from stumbling.. Love is in those biscuits bought by Grandma for me believing my childhood favorite is still my favorite.. Love is when your friend lends their shoulder without asking.. Love is when she clutches my fingers and snuggle into the blanket.. 🙂
Love can be a ‘Take Care’.. ‘A Drive Safe’ or a ‘Sleep Tight’.. 🙂
Love is in ‘Stay Blessed’ or ‘Are you ok?’
Love is when he whispers ‘I love you’ and she returns with a ‘To the moon and back! Always! Forever! Till the last breath!!’ ❤
First of all let me say HAPPY BIRTHDAY to my wonderful, sweet and lovely DARCY aka for all the WP people Mr. DARSHITH BADIYANI. eeeee 😀
Kites.. Kites for me can be written as The Kite Runner or Khaled Hossieni.. Kites are one of my most favorite entertaining invention by human. A paper attached to a string floating in the sky controlled by us. Kites are a wonderful sight to see. Kites are what I search in beaches or grounds. I love seeing them freely in the sky and I love the hope of the person holding the string. Making it fly higher and higher. Careful on not getting detached from the spool.
Talking about kites, it’s hard to leave ‘The Kite Runner’ behind. Kite Runner is one of my favorite book which moved me and kept me numb for another week. I read Kite Runner while I was in my college and I used to read it while in class (Such a notorious back bencher I am 😛 ) Now and then books was my favorite friend and I never missed chance to read it. But to say, Kite Runner made me miss some classes too. I went blank for the next two days after reading the whole book. I lived with Hassan and Amir and I cried for Sohrab. 🙂 If ‘The Kite Runner’ by Kahled Hosseini is still in your to read list; you must read it. That’s a great read.
So once again Happy Birthday to my Fitz William Darcy.. 🙂
You are awesome and I love you!! ❤
Stay blessed and keep inspiring me on everything I do.. 🙂
My prayers and love always for you!!
Fly high as a kite.. 🙂
Happy Blogging to all.. ❤
When you jumped last time?
Just a simple jump; the moment in air. If it’s a long time back, take a jump and come back to my post. 😉
Jump is a power concept for me.. As always my bucket list includes Bunjee jumping, Jumping from a cliff, jumping from an plane for sky diving.. To jump is often a simple thing but the moment you stays in the air without any support is a different feeling. A moment where we are the only one who can control our self and a realization of no one can stabilize us back other than us.
I still remember the day Mayasa started jumping. At the early stages she was too afraid of falling. She says it’s her jumping but what she did was hopping. She keeps her toes in the ground itself and takes a small hop. But when last time she came on holidays, we were sitting on our neighbor’s house where they have a little higher platform to sit. She came near me, held my hand and stood at the edge of that platform. She looked down and looked at me. I was wondered on how a little kid of three years know it’s a little risk to jump off from that platform. She approached me and asked in my ears ‘Can I jump?’. The always encouraging me told her ‘Of course you can. Don’t ever worry about falling. I will hold you.’ She made a smile and again held my hand. A little fear loomed in her face but still she managed to make a small jump with the help of my hand. In half an hour we spend there, she tried out jumping as many times possible and by the end she managed to jump alone. I was pretty overwhelmed by my niece’s courage.
Jump is not physical only. We often takes mental decisions too. Jumping higher or jumping over a hurdle can change your life. Always think about from where we are starting and where we going to end. I am a girl who experienced every luxuries as a child with acres of land to play. In my childhood days (even still) I used to jump off the hedges, jump from a compound wall, trees and even from the 10 feet high terrace. Yeah! I jumped from there twice. But as I grow up my faith in myself diminished and I started fearing of jumping. Even in decisions Ii often stumbled. I guess this happens to everyone. As the responsibilities increase, as the life progress, we love to stay safe and stay back from risks. But life starts when you jump off from that safe zone. Everyone knows the truth but no one is ready to accept it.. So, take the jump. No one will drag away the ground under you. It’s you who controls you and its you who makes you stand still.
Happy blogging !! 🙂
I.. I am.. the easiest one.. but I don’t know how to write about it..
I am the most complicated human being I ever encountered with.. 😛 I am the worst kind of person with the most weird thoughts.. I felt normal when I came to know that there are other people like me.. 🙂 I am love covered with my smile and grudge hidden behind my soul.. I am bold in the out and lighter when you get into my heart.. I am that roar you hear at times and the chuckle when you tickles.. I have my choices and I m not ready to take up anyone else’s for me.. I am someone who shuts up when you say I am wrong only because I know I am right.. I hate arguments and of course I hate shouting.. I am the peace lover.. You think I am different but the truth is I am unique.. And note; I am loyal.. I am a glass piece bubble wrapped with love.. I am what I am and remember behind everything there is a reason!! 🙂
P. S : I know you all didn’t think the same. 🙂
Happy blogging.. ❤
So I m back! That’s a lie. My internet is still down and I am using my colleague’s PC to post this because of my laziness in using WP from phone. So get back to the challenge. A to Z challenge is the first major challenge I m participating in these 3+ years of WP life. And that’s why I m taking this as serious. I wish to complete it without any failure; but now I m not so hopeful of ending it in the perfect manner. Leave it out there!
H.. While thinking about H, first came to mind was H for Harry Potter & H for Happiness. I was confused whether to chose this or that. And I ended up in Harry all because Harry Potter is happiness. And I have some other happy news to share. I got a new job and will join there after ten days (In sha Allah 🙂 ) . From the interviews and all, I came to know that I m shifting to a very busy and rough working environment and will be working on shift. So I m not so sure of getting access to WordPress as before. So that’s a mix of happiness and sadness. Will try my best not to disappoint my friends and readers here. And another happy news is my niece started schooling. Look how fast time is flying! ❤
Harry Potter! That’s with what my childhood is made of. As I am from Kerala and our regional language Malayalam have a great collection in literature, I wasn’t interested in reading any English books in my time of school. But, it was then on a fine day the Librarian of our public library told me that he have Harry Potter there. He gave me the book on my next visit and thus the potterhead in me born. 🙂 Then I searched and found all the released books of HP series and read it and one of the main pastime of me at that time was to narrate the story to my cousins. They were all excited in hearing that. They used to urge me to read the rest of the story as soon as possible so that they can hear it from me. 😛 Right after my madness became critical the Didi who lives my next door (mother of two grown up girls) got the fire of Harry Potter. They were in Goa and once when they came on leave, I went to visit them. I was welcomed by a book shelf where the whole Harry Potter series ( only 5 was out till then 😉 ) is arranged stunningly. She passed her fan dust to her kids and those girls; Saina & Saeda now know each and every scene from every HP book. 😉
Harry Potter is a religion. As we all say religion teaches us how to live, those book series gave me a 1000 lessons to live better and be a better person. It showed me how precious family is, It taught me what friendship really is (Harry, Hermione & Ron – That’s true definition with Neville & Luna) Snape showed us what unconditional love is (After all this time? Always! ) Dumbeldore taught us what is important in life.. Every character in it was imbibed with a lot more for a life and they all made my childhood colorful. For Harry Potter I would like to thank the creator behind it; J. K Rowling who is always a magician of stories for me. On my early days with the book I was wondering how can a person make this kind of stories and connect it in the best way and later I realized that’s what is called a true passionate writer is. Big salute for her!
P.S : My dream of owning a Bookshelf and the whole Harry Potter series is still remaining. Hope I can share that happiness with you soon!
This is the edited post!
GO!! For the first time I m drafting from my phone. It is horrible. 😮 Only because I would like to complete this challenge in the best way I used mobile to write & soon I realized i m not supposed to do that.
Go is a word I hate when it stands alone. I feel it like abandoning. But I love when people say ‘Lets go’ (Tagline of ALTO) or ‘Let it go’. Yeah! Who don’t know ‘Let it go’? It is the academy award winner song. And I love the movie ‘Frozen’. Its the first song Mayasa sung. One morning, two days after the first time we watched the movie I head her making a howling voice. She was standing on the coat and raising her head and hands accordingly. I made my ears to listen her keenly and realized she is singing ‘Let it go’. Then she was only 1 and half and now she is better in singing that. Howling ended! 😛
Its the song which made me and my two nieces closer. One of my niece and her cousin; both little girls are born and brought up abroad. While I was staying with them, for the first week they both were shy to talk to me as I m a big one considering to them. I tried my best to get closer to them but my cousin sister discouraged me saying that kids are too weak in speaking and getting mingled with others. The very first weekend we went for a trip and we three were sitting in the back seat of the car, I heard them singing Let it go and fighting over the words in lyrics. In a moment i corrected them with the right lyrics and they both got shocked. One in them asked me ‘How you know this song? this is an animation movie.’ I took my phone and played the only one song in my playlist then. it was ‘Let it go’. They both smiled at me and now then on wards they never made a strange approach to me.
I was supposed to talk about Go and look what I wrote. So.. GO! Go is what I love when it is related to traveling and what I hate when it is related to relationships. I am a wanderlust and when someone says about going to any place I will be the first one who beams and stands forward and when it comes to relation I couldn’t digest the part of leaving someone without any reason. I would like to hang on till the end to what I need and in the end if nothing is hopeful I will let it go!