So, After almost an year I am writing again.
World Cup hangover is still ON. Congratulations France and Well done Croatia. Waiting for the next four years to pass! So that I can watch the game with our little champ! 🙂
Why not a fan and an admirer. Both are different. Football fan; anyone can be a fan. Anyone can support it and go on with a team. But admirer; its one who loves the game, loves the passes, praises the beauty and scolds the faults, one who knows the match to the core. Who supports a team but loves everyone else. 🙂
So what getting married to a football admirer gives you?
As he is the extreme admirer of the wonderful game football; he will be a person who takes everything in a spirit. As a game; he believes life doesn’t gives you anything granted, you have to work hard for it. He knows life is unpredictable as anything can happen in the last minute or extra time, either good or bad. Often it gives us penalty or free kick and we have to use it in the best way. Be careful that there is a goalie to stop what we are striking. He will keep a hope till the last moment and if he loses he warms up for the next game. He may wake up in the midnight or early morning to watch a game. Make a coffee and enjoy it with him. Because he know how to defend the difficulties. He know how to tackle problems. He know how to attack and clear the defenders. He will appreciate everyone’s spirit. He will appreciate everyone who deserves. Moreover you will be having a friendly rivalry at home only if you love football. We will learn to fight in laughs and appreciate each other. He will watch the game for you if you can’t. You will be having something interesting always in your life. 🙂
So love football and love someone who loves football. That’s how it is. ❤
P S : Using ManU poster only because my man loves the team, I am still for Barca 🙂
There may be different opinions for this. But this is what my life taught me. Let’s football
Yes YOU.. Give me a smile.. 🙂
You are awesome.. You are unique.. You are someone who can do anything.. You are strong.. You can catch the wind.. You can fly in the air.. Close your eyes; you can feel yourself.. 🙂 You are beyond your imagination.. Really!! You have strength.. You can dream.. You can chase.. You are what you think of yourself; not what others think about you.. 🙂
Stay positive.. 🙂
Smile Always ❤
Happy Blogging!! ❤
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 ❤
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!!’ ❤
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.. ❤
Why E for Epiphany?
I don’t know! But this happened to me recently. I m not mentioning the situation but then on wards I m planning to write about it. To those who are wondering what epiphany is, here is the explanation in short. Epiphany is sudden realization or insight. Most of my readers may know how it feels. You people all may have gone through such a situation. A very strong realization in a moment. It may vary for every person according to the situation. Months back I read Deepika mentioning about her epiphany in her old blog (blog didn’t exist now). I had something recently. I passed through so many mental tension and pressure. I was in a stage whether to hold on or leave it. I was very well aware of the consequences to hold on and surviving was a mere possibility. And leaving was the easiest option for me. But then I had a sudden halt in mind and I decided to hold on. Hold on for one single reason and I was ready to struggle. I think I m still struggling through a hard phase; but not feeling so. I know the cause of my struggle and I m happy for that. 🙂
So that’s my post on E.. Epiphany.. How I felt on such a moment.. For those who are confused about my situation; please be patient… And to the ones who are smiling reading this.. Thank You for the support!! 🙂
I was planning to post another blog on D. But last day I deleted that post and wrote this new one. I am very much afraid of writing about death. It is the biggest fear I have. I couldn’t handle the loss of someone closer to me. And last Friday I lost my Uncle. I was struggling to hold on my tears for the next two days knowing my tears will bring tears in my dear one’s eyes too. I acted pretty strong in front of everyone and at night I sobbed silently thinking about the memories he gave me. And yesterday, when I got back to office I noticed that I m not normal. My eyes started welling up in every normal talk and then again I realized how much I m worried of his demise. And that’s how this post turned ON!
DEATH! Death is usual as birth. That’s how life is. The first time I encountered it is while I m in my second grade when I lost my Grandfather. And that was the day I came to know that losing someone is the biggest fear. I tried my best to fill the void with memories and happiness but that never worked. Every time when I think about something that scares me; it’s that; those memories of my lost ones. I thought I m being silly every time. I tried to change. But all my tries went in vain.
When on Friday night my Dad called me in numbness conveying the news of demise I felt like something hit me hard on my skull. I was in a moment of shock and then I tried my best to keep calm and behave strong. I was the only one normal there at that time and right that time I took my phone and called each and every relatives of mine to pass the news. I still don’t know how I did that without a drop of tear and I don’t know how I collapsed right after that. After every such loss I will tell myself ‘Their duty in this planet is done and they left.‘ This time too I m struggling to cope up with the truth and teaching myself on it. What left is those thousand memories we had together as a family. The thousand funny fights we made and those unconditional love he given to me considering me as his own little daughter.
One of my favorite book ‘Mayyazhi puzhayude theerangalil‘ by M. Mukundan have a nice story to tell about death. Across the Mayyazhi river, there is an island with butterflies called Velliyankallu. When someone dies in Mayyazhi, they will turn into a butterfly and will fly to Velliyankallu. 🙂
I can see everyone as beautiful butterflies fluttering there!! 🙂
P.S : Thanks to everyone who held me closer on these days! Thanks to every condolences and thanks to Shinilkka who told me to write read eat and get back to normal ASAP. 🙂
Someone who is already into my blog knows how much I m closer to my brothers. Not to everyone (I almost have a 30-35 cousin brothers in family) but some are vital part of my life. Something that is irreplaceable.. Often my weakness & the best strength.. They makes me laugh most of the time.. 😀 (omit the sober part.. 😉 ) Brother is a feeling.. ❤
I m lucky enough to have some of the best inside my family and away too. Often people will make us feel like family with their heart.. Proud to own them..
For me brother is someone who is always beside you to lend shoulder to cry and give their nose to punch and laugh.. 😀 Someone who is ready to approve our opinions or who shoots it out straight to your face without making us feel awkward.. 😉 They know that we are ready to take the best from them and ready to give the best for them too.. Someone to whom we can open up our fears and blunders.. Someone with whom you can fight at the night and smile in the next morning.. 🙂 Someone who gives a share of their food if you are hungry and takes away from our plate without asking.. (this one is not about Shabee.. :P) Someone who know you are getting irritated and will keep on irritating.. Someone who is ready to sacrifice their favorite movie for your next day presentation.. Someone who calls every weekend asking are you coming home today..Someone who make big talks when you are in crisis.. And someone who holds you from falling and shouts at mom that your daughter tried to pull me down.. 😀
A very very very big toast to the big ones and little ones in my life.. My best brother Aashi.. My day & night support Nibin Chettan.. My funny bone Vishnu.. The big big Kp.. I love it when you people say I m the best sister in the world.. 🙂
And a very big hug to my lovely family.. Partners in crime.. my buddy Shibu.. Big bro Shahil.. All time talking & food partner Shabee.. the rock star Aju and super cool Thousi.. ❤
The biggest one Shibukka.. My ibnu’s cool dad Shagikka.. Reading consultant Sudhikka and laughing hub Kochumonkka..
Trust me!! You guys played a big role in making my life around more lively and lighter.. Owe you all.. I got a lot to mould myself from you all..
Love you!! ❤
Long live.. 🙂
I opened the bundle of my memories and it slipped. Scattered on the floor making me smile. I drowned in those memories. I have a load of happy moments with my loved ones to recall. I always wish to relive that time again and again. And my greatest memories…
I have written a zillion times everywhere about the birth of my niece. Here and there I always mention her. She is the sunshine of my life. The most wonderful part happened to me till now. And if I think about her; I can’t pick one single memoir. I have many. Almost four years rolled down with her and I don’t know where I will store the upcoming memories with her in my mind. Obviously the born day is the best memory I have about her.
She born on a time when I was pursuing my studies and going through so many personal strains and issues. I felt those time as the worst part of my life. Being in a mental crisis I managed to spend most of my time with the baby. My mental stress carved my physical health too. I was slumber all the time and every day I was losing hope in myself. It was on the 25th day after her birth I went and laid beside her. She was sleeping and I was weeping. Till then I had a pastime of making her clutch my fingers with her tiny hands. She never did that her own. I made myself much closer to her not disturbing her sleep and I was thinking about what should I do to regain myself. I closed my eyes and prayed for an answer from Almighty. All of a sudden her tiny fingers moved and clutched my fingers in her sleep and she held it tightly. She gave a bare smile, still with closed eyes and continued her sleep. That moment! It is one of the turning point in my life. That moment I started to find my life and happiness through her. I smiled at her. I talked to her even if she is asleep. I discussed my worries with her hoping she is understanding me. She often gave me smiles or little voices when I ask her something and I started from there. I decided my next step with her. Everyone will feel funny while reading this. What can a one month baby do to you? But for me, I bounced back from there. I resurrected from that little second and here I am; strong enough. While writing this I am having the same chill on my bones I had at that time & a little welled up eyes.
My baby.. I don’t know whether you will remember how well bonded we both were when you are a kid and I was your aunt.. I don’t know whether you know how well connected we are now.. Time will pass and you may forget the games we played, the stories I made, the lullabies I sung and the walks we had.. I was happy when I saw your first teeth.. I was super excited when you started calling your Mumma.. I jumped in air when I saw you walking.. I felt proud when you always say You wanna grow up and wish to be like me.. I loved it when you copy my little traits and make me laugh.. After all, you made me smile.. smile and smile.. Nothing over ruled my love towards you from the moment you born.. Love you honey!!
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