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Life is a long, wondrous and continuous introduction to yourself.

The act of creation — it leads me to unknown places. Only to make me realize that all was known, always. And yet, I live every day with the hope that I’ll explore, create and grow into someone new. Because what’s life if not a long, wondrous and continuous introduction to yourself.

In this journey, music lives by my side. I find melody in my writing, and a lot of writing in my melodies. Sometimes, I hear songs in the bubbles of boiling tamarind water. Or in the stroke of red paint over the canvas. Or in the giggles of a child after a good joke. Tunes find their way even into my boredom, curiosity and the thoughts in between. And a rhythm taps into my sorrow, so it can take the leap to laughter.

Such is music. Such is life — yours and mine.



and it goes on..

Grabbed a comp-off after 10 days of living in office.... as usually i do.. i visualised my day , made plans in my mind and spent so much time designing ..that finally nothing quite like it happened :)

But i dont care as long as its interesting ...

Got up late (Flop <-- plans of getting early!) .. After the daily chores .. had some important tasks to be finally rapped up and so it went ... And just then i saw the Lotus Temple flowering in front of my eyes and i decided to take a hop,skip, jump dekko at the bahai shrine..

Its close to 15 years since i went there for the first time...

The memory i carry of the place -- " THE FIRST TIME I WAS SLAPPED BY A SCHOOL TEACHER WAS IN A TEMPLE!"  :D .. I was one chatter box then .. dont remember all of it but there is something like.. you cannot talk inside the temple...and i went giggling over something and from nowhere this instructor came and gave me one tight slap...silence??? i guess i did not talk for the next 3 hours!!

Now that i have stopped going to temples , what purpose do i have to visit the place... the monument looks beautiful and it had been long since i took any pictures .. so thought would dust down my camera a little... Not that i did a very good job but still..this is what came out

I got a treat of the typical delhi crowd after days .. as i walked by, some jerks not figuring out that i might understand what they were saying shouted 'Dai..Idu para da' (Hey , look at this ... <-- Pointing at me) .. That was when i entered and similar comments followed( like a care) ... but it brought back days of college when i would go on a hit on hit rampage and would give one tight whack for every snide remark.
I still pity the state of affairs in this city :| steps went till the point i felt it made sense and beyond that almost every one present there looked inappropriate and it was getting scorching hot..strangely last two days in was raining outside and day before we even saw a rainbow and only today when fiona was all set to take a day off..the sun became too happy and started grinning .. huh!

I turned back and came out and drove back home...

Thats just one half of the boring story... may be some more rantings will follow...