Friendship beyond geographies ...

You don't have to be in the same city to be friends. You dont have to be living together to be friends. Its not about how close you are geographically.
Its about how closely you are connected through your hearts. You will not have to "take" time out to call up your friends. you will just know that you have to talk to him /her. They are your chosen family. You may not talk to them daily .. but you know that they are there and just the realization is enough to bring a smile on your face. I love my friends and I am blessed to have them. Genuine friends who really wish well and I cannot thank God enough.
Its so strange that when you meet a total stranger ... you don't even know what is that person like. Suddenly the same person becomes such an important part of your lives. Their opinion matters. You are truly happy when they are happy and vice versa. You start knowing what would be their reactions to something, their likes, dislikes, tastes even how they sleep!! Just the way you know your family.
I can start and keep writing about all my extended family members ... but then it will be such a long post and then I am scared I will miss out some one. So here is to all of you who have made my life beautiful by being my friends ... I am so fortunate to have you in my life. Thank you for all the non stop fun, laughter, gossips, advices, fights, shopping, lunches, dinners, coffees and mostly for showing me how beautiful life is when all of you are there. No matter how far or how close.
Let there be lots of love in this world!!

Weird thoughts ...

First day in Target Banglore -- I am all dressed up and raring to go. Formal dress was important and hence different from my IBM experince of jeans and flotters/canvas. I had worn normal chappal style flat foot wears with my suit. They were looking good and nobody in their wildest dreams could have imagined that such b'ful and innocent looking shoes can do even a slight harm to my feet. But they did. They bit me ...so badly and in BOTH feet that i can never forget the torment. I hated those shoes. I hated the day when I bought them. I hated myself to have bought them. And i was in trouble. I was supposed to wear formals daily. I could not even give myself the permission to think of myself wearing flotters with suits and trousers. That was the moment when I had to take a decision. And a decision I did take. I will carry my pair of flotters in my bag and will wear them whenever I would feel that i would have to walk too much. I know it sounds silly ... People laugh when I tell them the idea. But I know that this is one of the best decisions i have ever taken. Like today ... when the journey to total mall seemed never ending ... my feet were battered by another rather innocent looking chappals .. I came back to offc and changed to my sweet flotters. Nobody is noticing it today because I am wearing patialas. They almost cover your feet. So I am wearing my flotters and walking easily and i am happy!! :) :)

Changing equations

Life is weird. No cliches. I mean it. It really is weird. Relationships change. For good or for bad .. but they change.

The person you cannot imagine your life without , may become hardly an acquaintance. Decent hello and hi or probably not even that. A stranger can become dearer than life. Friends become family and sometimes family becomes less frequent. A person who is introduced as your lead becomes an elder brother figure. The first person you meet in college and hit off really well may turn out to be "just a someone i know" over the years. A room mate becomes closer than a sister!

These changing equations make me wonder. Who is there for life? I fear that the people whom i love so much today, will they stay with me forever? But nobody stays forever. They depart. But then isn't every person unique? Everyone has a different story to narrate and different story to offer. Yes Equations change. People change. But memories don't.

How really strange is the world and stranger are the ways!

A Day Away From Civilization ...

For some time now, the travel-and-exlpore-new-places bug has bitten me big time. And hence i never miss a chance to see any place i am offered to visit. So when Vibha asked me if i wanted to go to Jim Corbett, i replied in affirmative. But honestly, I didn't know what to expect when i would hear "Jim Corbett". Vibha told me that we would be living right in the middle of the jungles, but then all my unimaginative mind would see was a brown colured room and hear the roar of a tiger. But I knew that I was going to have fun.
Jim Corbett was the closest to nature i could get. And for the first time i realized how really beautiful nature is. How things work for themselves in perfect unison. There was silence all around .. and it was peaceful. As we went deeper and deeper in the forest , there were trees which bent towards the sun to take in the sunlight. So beautifully were they bowed down, that they looked more like soldiers bowing down in respect to welcome the guests in the kingdom of their king. We missed seeing His Highness the tiger, which was a pity. But we did get to see different animals and birds and plants. It was a totally different experience.
But the best part were two unforgettable scenes in my mind. While we were heading towards dinner, it was dark! Dark like you had closed your eyes. Dark which could scare the hell out of anybody especially since it was a new place. While I was cursing myself as to why i did not consider the darkness while deciding the time for dinner, I happened to look up. And there it was! The most magnificent night sky ever! Stars sprinkled across the sky ,it was nothing like i had ever seen before. There was no patch left where i could see an empty sky! So this was what the sky actually looked like in a beautiful night. I wonder how limitless the beauty would be, had there been a full moon. Unfortunately, an excruciating pain in my leg stopped me from sitting out and soak in the beyond words gorgeous sky nature had put up for us to enjoy. But the scene i still clear in front of me.
The next breath taking scene came up just the next morning. I always had a dream, a vision of me sitting in front of a beautiful porch, looking across the mountain and a calm sea and clouds floating around. God blessed me with the fortune of experiencing just that. I stepped outside my room not expecting anything. Opening the doors out of sheer habit. The next few moments, sipping tea, taking in the most beautiful morning of my life ever, I am sure i was being rewarded by God with a good life. Because I was in living my imagination! I was living my dream. So now my checklist goes --waking up to an out of the world enchanting morning on a hill station --check!!
Vibha asked me to rate this trip ..i said that unless i was done with all the trips of my life, i could not say that this was a perfect 10 .. greedy that I am!!
I can yet say that these two days were till now the most beautiful days of my life. I experienced just the thing ---away from the maddening crowd, no phones , no contact ... just the elusive peace, calm and tranquility!
May I have more such days and more new experiences!

The other realm

I wanted to name my blog "The other realm". Unfortunately Blogspot did not like it. Kept giving me error messages. So i have changed it to varshvani now. By the way "other realm" was Sabrina the teenage witch's magic world. Its way was through their closet. I as a little girl was thrilled to see how they would go to another universe through a closet. I have been a sucker of fantasy stories all my life. Enid Blyton's books were the best thing which could have happened to me in my childhood. It introduced me to the world of far-away tree, pin village and wishing chair! Pin Village was called so because it was as neat as a pin. It had its way through the darkest green patch of the lawn where it would go down to this impeccably neat and clean village. Far Away tree was a tree in the enchanted forest. It was the tallest tree ... so tall that you could not see where it would end. It would merge somewhere in the clouds. The top of the faraway tree would have a new land everyday. The land of gifts, the land of Birthday parties, The land of topsy turvy, The land of 3 wise men, The land of dreams and so many more!
I still remember these books more than I remember intellectuals like Train to Pakistan or Lajja. I still can and would prefer reading them any given day. I would love to be transported. I would love to find my own secret land... sliding through through the rainbows , passing the clouds ... or enter a magical land through a most ordinary looking door.
I may sound silly and so unrealistic ... and thats the pity. I wish it WAS NOT unrealistic and silly!

Ted Mosby!!

Ok My priorities are cleared! I am sure about one thing in my life. I want to get married to someone like Ted Mosby. He is the perfect life partner for a girl. He is handsome, Has a really cute smile and his eyes go a little narrow when he smiles which is all so cute. He is an architect , he is intelligent and yet child-like. He is funny. But most importantly he is loving and caring and sensitive. He loves to read and he loves music. He is extremely sensible and level headed. He is always there for his friends! He is a man of principles and the best part? He is a die hard romantic! He cooks and although he is not a cleanliness freak (which again counts as a positive point for me) he likes things organised. He stands up for himself and he really has his life sorted out for him. He is a real sweetheart. He is a thorough gentleman and he has a class. He has dreams and he wants to fulfill them and his family is a part of that dream. He is extremely loving and committed and he always goes that extra mile to make a relationship worth it. He like me cannot stop himself from correcting people!! And these are the only qualities i ask for my life partner! I love you Ted Mosby!

Dilli ki ladki!

The one thing I am really going to miss about Delhi is the crowd. And by crowd I mean the real Delhi crowd. The hunks and the divas. We went to GK today and more than my shopping, I was actually enjoying noticing all the people around me. Though it may sound weird, but i think the girls are more worth noticing (read admiring) than the guys. Now please stop those naughty horses in your brain. I love guys! I really do. But a thing (or person) worth admiring, should be admired. Truly, Delhi is a perfect place for guys to find what we call "Eye Tonics". I mean some of the girls here (and I mean Delhi and not NOIDA) look like they have freshly returned from the parlour. One girl I saw had a skin to die for! It was glowing big time and one does not have to touch it to know how smooth it was. It looked as smooth as satin (or whatever is the smoothest thing ... feel free to put your metaphor)and she looked beautiful. Then ofcourse there is my favorite look. Long straight hair, flicks and those broad frame glasses. Saw 2-3 girls with that look. Alas my attempt to don the same look could not be succeded because A) I dont have straight hair and so the flicks would go haywire (as rightly pointed out by the hairdresser) and B) broad frame glasses did not agree with my face (this Prabhjot and I both noticed) There is something about Delhi girls ... They make a very simple piece of dress look great on them. They accecorise, they mix and match and most importantly, they carry it with such great panache that it looks wonderful.
Probably, they do go that extra mile in "maintaining" themselves but I really don't see any harm in that unless they have their heads over their shoulders. I hope, one day I will have the same elegance. Maybe this would be one (more) lesson I would be taking from Delhi.
Oh and tomorrow by the way is Valentines day! For the general knowledge, it is celebrated because some saint died on this day honouring the love of a couple (Thats all i know, but i am sure most ppl dont even know this!!). Mostly commercialised, this day is giving Diwali a competion in celebration. The day it seems is not far away when it will be declared as a global holiday. Anyway, Mr. Manager msged the "team" -- "lets celebrate V-Day tommoroww. Dress code red" My ass!!!! As if the "team" is so bonded in love!
Anyway , I am going on a date tommorow (Ha! .. Keep guessing) and I am sure I will have funnnn 'cos I always have fun with my "date" !!
So, in the end ..Delhi Girls rock and as i always say and will emphasise it more today in honour of tommorow "Let there be lots of love in the world!!"