We See what we want to...

My previous post talked about love and betrayal. had a few comments there from people. Most considered the post in light of a romantic betrayal. Love exists in many forms, between brother & Sister, Mother and children etc etc... It could be real or perceived..  But its real for the person who feels it.. Think of what a betrayal would feel in such a relationship..

Devastating isnt  it.. Yet it shows us how resilient we are as human beings...


gaiijin...

betrayal and Love or is it betrayal of love

Makes you wonder isn't it.. Should it be love n betrayal or should it be betrayal of love.... I guess there cannot be  betrayal without love.. And boy does it hurt... it does.    Had a friend go through it recently.. One can see the pain visibly.. That the hurt of disappointment .. of a sense of loss which cannot be explained...  Luckily for my friend she had someone who loved her immensely stand by her to hold her hand.and make her laugh despite her tears.... I guess it is in such times one finds out who loves you and will stand by you..

I can see better times ahead for her and hope when my time come. Am as lucky as she was... Given a choice i'd rather be kicked by a mule..

C'est la vie....

gaiijin

Jealousy is an awesome emotion...

I don't feel jealous.. How many times have we heard that.. Especially from  guys..  I guess that's a very macho statement....  Only women are supposed to feel jealous... Is that for real...

I dunno.. Jealousy is an emotion to be felt for one to realize the power of truth.. I have seen one of my male friends feel jealous.. Trying to explain it in a management parlance.. Jealousy is a lagging indicator..

Suffice to say Only those in love can feel jealous..

So would it be fair to say that if you are jealous you are in love.. !

I didn't say that .. those in love did..

Here's to love and strong emotions..

Be jealous..  and proud...

:)

Good Friends Are Like Old Wine....

A long time ago.. there was I running down the track hard and trying to bowl fast on a dirt pitch with an old ball.. The ball was swinging and I was in the moment... I hear a comment "that was good bowling".. There was this guy who used to come watch us practice every day..

He says my name is Sanj** and i used to play at Matunga in Mumbai.. Can we be friends and play together.. We became friends and had some great times together... We drifted apart as we grew older as we both tried to achieve our goals in life... Living in the same neighborhood, we never kept in touch...

Time went by.... 5 years.... A few weeks back as i walked out of the ATM i see a familiar face so i walk up to the guy and say hi. Its my friend Sanj**..  He says let bygones be man.. i was hoping to see you at my dad's anniversary.. Unfortunately i just didn't know.... I said am sorry but its just life.. I didn't know... We agreed to catch up..

Catch up we did.. Old grudges were forgotten.. All we remembered was the good things that we did and the laughs we had...  Where would we find friends like that now.. Time changes everything but good friends and old friendships.. We keep in touch now as if no time has passed between us..

Whenever you open a bottle of wine it reminds of you when it was bottled... memories of a time captured in a bottle..

Good old friendships are like that. Am happy for good friends and old friendships..

Am grateful....

A Cup o Coffee or a compliment...

I have this friend and she just loves her coffee.... 

Before getting her nails done and stuff she has to wait .. she decides to get her coffee..  There she was in the coffee shop struggling to get her coffee.. The till wasnt working... and the aroma of coffe in the shop that the others were having making her a bit antsy i guess and the fact that she had to get her stuff done ..  Despite all that going on she stood by the side waiting patiently for the till to get fixed.. She sees two guys walk up to her with coffee in their hand... both perfect strangers..

One of them says Hi .. and yada yada yada.. then he says "You look gorgeous and i couldnt take my eyes of you, just wanted to say this to you " My friend thanked the guy and He walked on wishing her well..

Now this friend is a proper lady, has a wonderful personality, pretty and is the kind that when she smiles, things around her just light up..  So she tends to be wary of people and their come ons...

However this incident  just made her day.. Everything else was forgotten.. the nails not done, the coffee not available and the other irritants.. The day just looked to be amazing...

I guess everyone can do with a good compliment .  It is the sincerity and the lack of any expectation for the compliment that makes it into a compliment rather than a cheap one liner... Thank you gentlemen for making the difference...


So is  it the coffee that starts a good day..  Nescafe would agree...

Me..

I'll take a compliment any day...

Cheers....

Life is a freight train

Life.. its various ups and downs... Joys and Disappointments.. If you ask someone .. How is it going..  Mostly people will respond with something one way or the other  .. rarely will one come across someone who will say i dunno..  We all seem  to know how the life is going for us... Yet when i look back a few weeks and think where i was.. I never imagined i would be where i am today.. Its been really good.. Surprised yes .. pleasantly so...

Life has a momentum of its own.. One thing to the next,  it builds up .. Sometimes it just leaves us in the dump and sometimes it just makes us reach the skies..

 life .. Eh....

or is it the people we meet...

Hmmm.. sets me thinking...

A wisp of memory across time....

My Sister's come on a visit with her l'il one .. All of one and a half years old and such a bundle of energy... Mom was reminiscing and looking at old pictures..  Black and White ones too.. Came across this one... It is truly amazing..

Looking at the picture... watching my sister and her l'il one.... wondered .. what was my mom thinking when she was holding me... What dreams was she creating for me .. How have things turned out ... We all know our parents as just that .. Parents.. Looking at her now and the picture then i realized for the first time the enormity of the journey she made from the innocent girl she was to being my mom.. The dreams she had, the joys she lived and sacrificed despite all of that, the love that she gave me.. 


Hope in some way i have come close to her dreams of me. A small return for her lifelong love and service to her child..


I think I have..here is is to all the mothers in the world. There are none like you..


We are but an essence of you..