Delicious is ...

The feeling of bare feet on wet grass ..
The feeling of being kissed by the first showers ..
The melody of music that heals the soul ..
The melody of a love that makes you whole ...
The sight of a sunset and its million hues
The sight of the horizon on the ocean's blue ..
The laughter of a child .. fearless and unbound ..
The thrill of old friends you lost then found
The exquisite joy of an amazing book just read ..
The exquisite joy of a life well led ...
The memories of friends, of laughter and tears
The memories of thoughtful gifts over the years ...
Chocolates and Cheese and such sins galore
All of the above in a loud Encore!


Delicious is the little things that let you enjoy the journey, lest the worry of finding the destination get in the way :)

Of dogs and love ...

Leo is the coolest golden ret in the planet ... well behaved .. wonderfully possessive of his owner ... with lovely brown eyes and a perpetually wagging tail ... He belongs to .. and now is a little confused between which of her two flatmates (K and Me) and her are his real mom .. he tries to be wonderful about it by evenly distributing his love among us all ...

Leo's real special in that he understands the days that we're too busy to notice him ... understands when we don't take the time to appreciate him .. but his understanding comes with the hope that his wagging tail will let us know he's been alone all day and that we'll consider sitting with him and telling him how much we love him .. it comes with the hope that despite the affection we show strangers .. esp other dogs, he's still our number one .. and that we still love him ... and that we see his affection and his loyalty .. and reward it with simple things like a pat on the head or a tummy rub :) or a walk to the garden ... or even some gibberish doggie conversation just to humor him ... its just that simple an expectation .. and guess why?

U see .. Leo's a dog ... he knows we love him .. but needs us to show it sometimes ... im not sure we always comprehend it .. but we try hard .. coz if not .. Leo becomes like a withering flower .. u know how it dries up when u leave it out for too long .. hoping itll get its moisture from around, even if u dont water it ... flowers do wither eventually and give up on you when u dont see the signs and do something about them ... Leo hasnt given up yet ... thats coz each time he feels ignored or unappreciated he makes sure he calls it out to us .. and we make sure we do the little things that restore his faith in our love ... not as a favor to him .. but coz we really love him .. and want him to know that despite our sometimes off behavior .. he is really our number one ... it feels like a burden sometimes .. but its outweighed by the wag of his tail and the virtual dog smile on his face :)

Im sure its easy enough for us to assume he'll always stay this wonderful and patient .. but i think its easier if we show our love for him more often in more explicit ways ... makes everything so much simpler .. doesnt it?

There was a time

There was a time ... when my English teacher .. Mrs Fatima .. told me i could write really well ... why did she never venture to suggest that i make a career out of it ..if she had .. if anyone had .. id have been living a scary but adventurous life doing something i loved once upon time but stopped .. coz i started working ..

There was a time ... when i sat at the end of the day and spoke to amma .. we just sat across the table and she indulged me as i proudly told her what id done through the day .. the little instances of answering the questions no one knew ... being prepared for exams .. the new friends id made ..and in turn she regaled me with her stories of train friends .. my childhood .. and how i was an easier kid to manage than that brat of a Sandeep .. :-) ... why did she never tell me id grow up to be distant and trying to cut her out from my life unless when i was really alone and unhappy ... i would have made an effort to stop becoming who i am now ... a successful professional but a poor daughter ... for better or for worse ...

There was a time .. when i read 3 books in a day if i could ... i spent lunch breaks in school swapping my own issued books .. the ones id already devoured in an hour .. with the girls who never cared for their own ... entire summer breaks were spent reading novel after novel and falling in love with the nuances of the language .. so much so that i find myself impressed and swayed by people with an interest alike ... esp people who write wonderfully ... and touch your heart with words ... i wish someone couldve told me nothing is worth the sacrifice of a hobby ... i wouldve stubbornly stood by reading as ive stood by and maintained so many traits so many people always wanted me to change .. if for nothing .. then simply to be able to meaningfully claim atleast one hobby ...

There was a time ... when i cried at movies ... it was such a delicious feeling ... sympathizing while Forrest continues to unconditionally love the woman he can never have ... or when Harry practically reads out to Sally an itemized list of the reasons he loves her .. happily enuff .. i still do that one! :D No regrets there! :)

Its funny how the very changes that make us more acceptable to others sometimes end up eroding the very essence of who we are ... and how when a few people insist on being themselves .. judgement is right around the corner .. personally i lack the courage to be who id love to be me .. so power to all those who can pull it off ... maybe someday i can be like them and not care ... :D .. the world would be better off with fewer 'there was a time's :)