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Tuesday, January 10, 2012

Getting by on a prayer... With a few laugh lines out there...



#BestMemoryof2011: September 23, 2011

Hub, Russell, Mahesh, Cop, Beach, Sosa, Home

I think about that day so often, that I sometimes feel it was all make believe.

In the end, however, I am convinced it was just the shadow of an empty dream.




When you don't fit in, you become superhuman...

~Jodi Picoult




 

Monday, January 2, 2012

The thank you note (Part I)

Dear Chandel,

Last night I dunno why (Wait I know why)...

I was watching HIMYM and Marshall loses his dad. And he thinks about the last words his dad ever says to him and gets upset with the One Above for the last words being - something about Crocodile Dundee and how its a hilarious programme or something and that he should watch it. He find it unfair that it couldn't be AS meaningful AS it could have been like the one's his mom and brothers got.

His dad was his best friend.

And so is mine (:

So I was lying in bed and thought back to that day when I was still in my baby bloomers at BloombergUTV and you were harrowed as hell and listening to me talking non-stop some rubbish or the other. Just a week old and I get a call from a sobbing mom saying dad's had a heart attack and has been admitted. I told her to stop crying while trying to take stock of the current scenario playing out before me.

Now all of this happened on a Monday. Ashok the great actually has the heart attack Sunday early morning but is too shy and bashful to tell any of us he puked, hand was shaking etc etc. And since I sleep like the dead I hear nothing (This new year by the way I slept at 12 am with crackers bursting outside my door literally ---- blissful my sleep).

Anyway I was just rehashing all of that in my mind, I think I cried at work and all of you were around consoling me. I remember Krishna (RIP) telling me about his dad having a heart attack and having blocks and a stent and angioplasty, graphy the works. At that point i was like - what are they talking about? How can they be so cool about it? They all know so many people who have had a heart attack and it's not like it's an everyday thing.

But that's the point right? A heart attack is synonymous with anyone and everyone, from as young as 22 until you become a grand daddyooo. So i swallowed their well meaning comforting words and tried keeping my head on my shoulders. First granny, then mom and now dad. I was glad I was back.

Anyway, after seeing how shaken I was, you immediately took charge and arranged for a drop for me... Calmed me down. Fed me something and continuously asked for updates. I know you needed all hands on deck and I was feeling like a mouse for getting out at such a shit time.

To cut a long story short. You were there for a perfect stranger and I am glad we have stayed close buds. It's not everyday you meet someone who is your boss but also a colleague, sister and friend.



Thank you (:

Huge Hug*

CBS

Wednesday, December 21, 2011

Silent Night, Loves Lost Child


When you were standing in the wake of devastation

When you were waiting on the edge of the unknown

With the cataclysm raining down, insides crying save me now

You were there and possibly alone.



And in the burst of light that blinded every angel

As if the sky had blown the heavens into stars

You felt the gravity of temper grace falling into empty space

No one there to catch you in their arms.



... Do you feel cold and lost in desperation

You build up hope, but failure's all you've known

Remember all the sadness and frustration

And let it go, let it go.
 
 

She screams - IRIDESCENT!!!!!!

She runs, runs as fast as her tiny toes can push... the wind prevails, stopping her from going ahead but she charges through. She can't fight anymore. She just wants to hit the wall and fall. The road's empty again. Dust balls fill her vision. Sand dunes mar the opulence that is her life.

She's fallen from grace.

No reprieve. Not this time. No more no more. Take this cup from her if possible. She's done with her journey here.

She's ready to cross over.

Her demons await with eager anticipation to slice then dice her. She knows. She always knew it would end this way. Yet, for some fucked up reason she thought she could take a gamble.

One last breath.

She battens down the hatches as the storm rolls over her until the end of days.

Her Demon - Her Mirror.

Monday, December 19, 2011

"Soup for the Soul"

Calling All Angels ~ Lenny Kravitz

Calling all angels

I need you near to the ground
I miss you dearly
Can you hear me on your cloud?

All of my life
I've been waiting for someone to love
All of my life
I've been waiting for something to love

Calling all angels
I need you near to the ground
I have been kneeling
And praying to hear a sound



All of my life
I've been waiting for someone to love
All of my life
I've been waiting for something to love

All of my life
I've been waiting for someone to love
All of my life
I've been waiting for something to love

Day by day
Through the years
Make my way

Day by day
Through the years
Day by day
Through the years

Day by day
Through the years
Day by day
Make my way

Day by day
Through the years
Day by day
Day by day