Triveni Tea Terrace - For some chai and gup shup!!

During my post grad days in Ahmedabad, there was a theater next to the Sabarmati river where MICA held its annual play. The theater was called Natrani. It was gorgeous, an open air amphitheater, the stage overlooked the river itself. There was a little cafe there too called Natrani Cafe.

Natrani

My recent visit to the Triveni Tea Terrace and Art Gallery for some reason took me back to the memory of Natrani. Which is strange because I never really hung around there, wasn't too fond of theater or have any special attachment to that place. Just some memories of the person I was. Its like my grad college slam book. All the snaps in it remind me of the crazy fun I had with my friends. But most of all, it reminds me of carefree me. Not a worry, nothing could faze me.

Triveni

But I digress. Triveni Tea Terrace is the canteen of the similarly named Art Gallery. Perfect for a winter afternoon chai and gup shup, it is the perfect place to catch up with old friends. While we are at it, it also reminds me of the time in college when our daily chai and french fries were a sacred ritual. With no clock ticking away, it was when time stopped.

As it does here. Don't get me wrong. I don't think they will look too kindly at you if you wish to lounge here for hours (the board clearly says 'No smoking or meetings allowed!!'). But it's the perfect place to have delicious grub at rates that you could well afford back in college too! Overlooking a lovely amphitheater, its such a lovely setting, a hidden cove in the madness of Delhi. You will be in the company of arty folks, professors and a couple of bureaucrats but then I'm quite thankful the corporate types haven't discovered it yet.

The main course

The menu is a short 2 pager with all day eats on one side and lunch on the other. We had the mutton curry (which was absolutely fantastic and at Rs.85, a steal) and paneer bhurji (quite average) with some raita.

OMG So good!!!!

But the best part were the succulent kebabs which at Rs.45 a piece were just the perfect bit spicy and left us wanting for more. If you go, do try the mirchi ka parantha to go with all this.

Very surprisingly, it wasn't the gulab jamun that was the perfect ending to this meal but a wonderfully moist walnut chocolate brownie. And with a TOTAL bill of Rs.500 for 2 after ordering like kings, I would say I'm already wondering when I'm going back next!!

Try it out...before Delhi's summers come raging in. Or don't. That ways, it will still be exclusive and my little secret for the next time I go there!!!

Rating: 4 on 5
Meal for 2: Rs.500
Alcohol: Not served
Closed for dinner

Living the life of the rich and famous in Plantations @ Coorg

A long awaited travelogue finally published on Rediff. 

Our visit to Coorg last year left lasting impressions. Green, tranquil and full of delicious food.

Read the travelogue here.

Auntyji, auntyji get up and dance!! 'Ek mein aur ek tu' reviewed

Ek mein aur ek tu brings back the joy of light hearted fun. A crisp 2 hour film, it is quirky, witty and new age. Much like the Kutcher-Diaz film, the story starts with the 2 strangers meeting on a crazy night in Vegas and end up getting married. I am happy to report, that's where the similarities end. Imran and Kareena thereafter find a friend in each other and more importantly, find themselves.



In an interview of Johar, I once read that he waited for Kareena's dates because only she could do justice to this role. I concur. There is a thin line between cute and annoying and this role played by anyone else could have fallen flat. Thankfully, it didn't and yet again the actress has given a performance which is endearing, real and thoroughly enjoyable. Surprisingly, Imran has also acted pretty well. I am usually not a big fan of his acting powress but this role seems to have been written for him.

Like most new Johar films, EMAET is scripted fabulously. The dialogues are witty and the characters believable. The music score of the film is fun and never for a moment do you get bored. And auntyji auntyji is my favourite song henceforth! But most of all, this movie wins because it dares. It dares to have an unlikely climax (or anticlimax)..very unbollywood!

I really liked the film. Its cute, fun and a good watch. If your boyfriend or husband doesn't want to watch a romantic comedy, take your friends..or as I did, your mom. An evening well spent!

Rating: 3.75 on 5
Paisa wasool moment: Beta, chew your food 32 times!

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Life goes on

Time is a fickle friend. It passes by, no matter what you want. You may want to hold on to it, make it slower, but the clock ticks on. You may wonder how this time shall pass, but worry not, it shall.

The terribly unromantic thing about life is that it goes on. It may seem like the world is ending or you may be so happy that you could just die. But you probably won't. It'll pass. Like most else in your life, as my fav dialogue goes..This too shall pass.

The human spirit is resilient. More than we give it credit for. Not the cliche spirit like titled by newspapers- the Mumbai spirit and so on. Nope, the very spirit inside you and me. It faces the most difficult times and then adapts so quickly, it seems like it was all a dream. We underestimate our endurance. For better or for worse, we can take far more than we imagine!

I wondered how this time will pass. But it did. I'll meet you again soon..so very soon! Just maybe, there IS a God.

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Romance in the capital

If you are one of those who still believe in love and in celebrating it, the big day is just around the corner! Even if it does tend to get corny, there is no reason not to celebrate Valentines Day with the same excitement as you would want to as a teenager! Here are my picks of the most romantic restaurants to visit this week for no other reason, than just to make your partner smile...and feel special for a while!!

1) Lodi, The Garden Restaurant:

As is obvious from the name, the restaurant is set amidst the gorgeous Lodi Gardens. There is a certain earthiness to Lodi that is difficult to find in a fine dining restaurant. The food is exceptional, but bear in mind that the portions of the starters are just enough for a nibble.

2) Sevilla:

I've blogged about this restaurant a while back...but 4 years is a long time. The good news is that this outdoor restaurant in Claridges themed along the Spanish city of the same name is still as good! The better news? I've been to the city in Spain which shares the same name and even though it is a beautiful city, the one in Delhi is far more romantic!! The food though is not so much to write home about. But then, you don't go to Sevilla for the food. You go to be wooed!!

3) The likes of Magique, Olive, Olive Beach and Tonino:

Tonino

I club these 4 because to me, they have the same vibe. Outdoor seating set amongst gorgeous greens and cozy indoors. The food in these as well, to me, seems very similar. Decent enough but not mindblowing. And somehow, unless you are wearing 3 inch high heels and have a LV bag hanging from your arm (neither of which are my style), you may end up being just slightly ignored here!!

4) Circa 1193



The view from the restaurant



What sets this lesser known restaurant is its fabulous view. What could be more beautiful than sipping hot soup on a winter afternoon and staring at the gorgeous Qutub Minar? The food is good but tends to be inconsistent, really depends on the chef's mood!

Do bear in mind though, that love in today's time comes with a heavy price tag. Any of these would easily empty the wallet of around Rs.3000-4000 per couple. But then, her smile's worth it!!

The irony in the question!

The most redundant questions in a relationship start with why or how. Why can't you love me..why are you late..how could you do this to me..why don't you understand? All redundant. See, if the person really cared, these questions wouldn't arise. And thus, your asking these questions only makes you look silly. They don't really get you any information.

Now if you really want to ask, then prefix your questions with when or where. When did you go there? Where have you been? Now these are concrete questions that can get straight answers!

More often than not, in relationships, we ask the questions merely as a form of expressing our own insecurities, frustration or sadness. We don't really want answers..rather reassurance or just the mere expression of love.

So the next time you're asking a question, take a moment to think whether you are truly looking for an answer..or just trying to reach out..

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August Moon shines bright!

Lazy Sunday afternoons in Delhi are for languid lunches. And what better if you have great company to join you and amazing deals to help ease the pocket?

A long pending lunch with friends and a great deal led us all the way to masjid modh last week! Amidst the aristocratic company of Smoke House Grill, Amigo and the likes is hidden a tiny restaurant called August Moon (in the mall). And I'm not kidding about the tiny bit. The restaurant itself only has 2 tables with a few outdoors for fresco dining. The lunch deal we had entitled us each to a starter, a main course served with rice or noodles and a desert. And the clincher? Its not a fixed set of dishes but rather we could choose from the entire menu!

Their starters themselves blew our minds. Each portion of bbq pork ribs had 4 HUGE pieces drizzled with a delicious sauce. The green tofu salad was fresh. But the best was my order of Crispy fish with honey basil. A large portion of perfectly cooked fish with just the perfect hint of sweet and the kick of spice! A must have.

Ammmaazing Fish!!

To be frank, we were quite full already but went ahead and ordered main course. The Chinese vegetables tossed in black bean sauce were just about decent but the clear winners were the Thai curries. Perfectly spiced, they were full of flavour and had tons of vegetables just as we had requested.

Delicious Main course!

By the end of the 2 courses, we almost had to be cajoled into ordering desert but we braved on. The Date pancake wasn't too bad but I absolutely loved the sesame honey crisps served with ice cream.

The sesame strips that went great with ice cream!

All in all, absolutely fantastic for a meal deal worth 350per head! I may not go all the way for their a la carte but another deal like this may just pull me in! Don't take my word for it..go try it out yourself!



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Warmth and love..It doesn't take much!

It doesn't take much to make someone's day.

An unexpected smile.

A hug when you need it the most.

Remembering something that caught his or her eye and secretly getting it.

A meal cooked with love.

A call just to say hi.

A hidden note that you just chance to find.

A quiet dinner on a moonlit terrace.

...It doesn't take much to make someone feel special!

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Mora piya mose bolat nahi...

Forgive..but forget??

Forgiveness is a tricky game. In each one's life, there comes a time when we ask for or are asked to forgive someone who has hurt us. It hurts most when that person is who we love the most. And sometimes, in the name of this love, we forgive. Or do we? Do we truly forgive and forget? Or does the hurt haunt us from time to time, having made a permanent crack in our armour?

I know someone who once made what in retrospect can be called a mistake. She did not willingly hurt anyone but at that moment, took decisions that hurt the man she loved. When she realised her mistake, she asked him to forgive her. And he told her, he would if she chose to come back to him. He would forgive and forget. And he is the only person I know who truly forgot. In the many years hence, they have been through thick and thin. But never did he ever in a fit of rage or in a weak vengeful moment, throw it back in her face. They moved on to a healthier relationship, with far more trust and understanding than before.

I don't believe most of us are that magnanimous. I am probably not either. The ghosts of my past hurts come back once in a blue moon to shake me up and remind me nothing is permanent.

But wouldn't it be so much better for our own selves if we could let go? If we could move on..truly forgive and forget. The shackles that bind us, hold us back from loving with abandon again would break. And we could once more fly away to a place where skies are blue and love truly is forever!

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The madness called Bigg Boss

There are few people so infuriating that just watching them can get one's blood boiling. The stupid fake who calls himself Sky Walker is the perfect example of this species. And today's episode just proves this.

Since the beginning of Bigg Boss 5 (yes I watch it, so sue me), I have detested the hypocritical nature of his alleged group! Pooja bedi, who highly disappointed me by choosing when to interfere in fights and when to be holier than thou, Juhi the most dominating person in the house and acts like she's so perfect. Sunny who suddenly grew a voice after weeks of being brain washed and most of all a stupid side actor called Aakash.

There is no one perfect in life and definitely not in that house. But that man is just the most insecure creature I have ever seen. Anyone else's praise translates into him going berserk.

It will be a major tragedy if a wannabe like him wins. It will just prove that you can disrespect people and still be rewarded.

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New year

Some things are so beautifully said.

As wished by Neil Gaiman:

"May your coming year be filled with magic and dreams and good madness. I hope you read some fine books and kiss someone who thinks you're wonderful, and don't forget to make some art -- write or draw or build or sing or live as only you can. And I hope, somewhere in the next year, you surprise yourself."

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Food Trail in Lucknow

What better way to start the new year than a published article. My trip last month to Lucknow was a gastronomical dream come true.

The battle of the last morsel!!

My latest article on Rediff is about the Food Trail in Lucknow!!

Read the article here

Don ko pakadna mushkil hi nahin, namumkin hai! Don 2 reviewed

It has become fashionable to dislike shahrukh khan. The man who could get a billion hearts (yes, the men's too) racing is now so often slammed. Aamir is the greater actor. Salman does his own thing on screen. And SRK is undoubtedly the biggest superstar whose initial is not B. Which is the thing about him that is so awesome. That he knows what he has become. And is arrogantly unapologetic about it.

You gotta love arrogance. Especially in the role of the greatest criminal there ever was, Don! SRK almost single handedly carries the 2.5 hours on his shoulders with fabulous actors like Boman Irani and Priyanka Chopra failing to shine through. Don is cocky, don is arrogant and don is himself..not just a shadow of the man played by Bacchhan.

The film is slick, well edited and directed well like is now expected out of Farhan. The action sequences are real, even the ones where Priyanka fights don't look awkward.



The actors as mentioned above fail to shine through though. Save for 2. Kunal Kapoor gives a great performance and Lara Dutta looks almost delectable in the theme song.

Don't expect a national award film here. Expect a full entertainer and you shall not come back disappointed.

Rating: 3.5 on 5
Paisa wasool dialogue: Roma meri ek buri aadat ban chuki hai, chooth ti hi nahin!

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Jingle bells all the way!

Merry Christmas you beautiful people! There is something so contagious about this festival. Most of us have no idea of its significance yet we love to celebrate it.

Sipping hot tea in 3°C, Christmas brings a smile to my face. For the years that have gone by. Thanks Santa for always keeping my stockings full..even when i refused to grow up.



My fav Christmas memory is in college. In a city as un-Christmasy as it gets, Ahmedabad, me and my enthu friends decide to spread some joy. So we get our red outfits out, buy tons of sweets and start giving them out to random kids on CG road. What was surprising is that we actually had to convince most to take them from us..people just couldn't understand what came over us :)

I love the fact that I can now create this magic in my doll, my chotu, my sonu's life. I can spark her dreams and wonderment.

Ho ho ho you all. Merry Christmas. Tell those you love that you love them. What use is love if it not be told?

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My fav version of Kolavari di

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Shooting star

Don't chase a shooting star,
An illusion it be
The blazing trail
Fools all but me

Neither warmth it doth give
Nor lasting light
But the hope it awakens
In your heart
Just keeps you awake at night

I saw I saw a shooting star
It was so very near
My closed eyes that made a wish
Opened and it disappeared

My heart felt it would return
It would light my path
But the nights drew long and cold
After it doth depart

I only trust the rising Sun
As hot as it may be
Atleast it warms my heart
And be there for all to see

Don't chase a shooting star,
An illusion it be
The blazing trail
Fools all but me

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Hilton buffet in Mayur Vihar- a pleasant surprise

The world of online coupons and discount deals allow poor writers like me to experience the luxuries of dining in the best places! A similar coupon and an occasion to celebrate took us to Infinity- The coffee shop at the new Hilton in mayur vihar, located literally behind my house!



The buffet spread though not as extensive as the one at Park Plaza, my favourite, was not frugal either. Each dish in the spread was well thought through and distinct. What was even more exciting was that there was a great representation of all meats.

The salad section had ten odd options both in Veg and non Veg. Of note were the sea food salad with prawns and calamari tossed in a creamy mustard dressing and the fabulous smoked salmon. Also interesting was that vessel for tossing the Caesar salad was actually a huge slab of brie cheese. Such an innovative concept!



The chicken in red wine jus and grilled fish were ok, but the prize went to the prawns in butter garlic sauce. No matter how many times i have this dish, i just can't tire of it. Another surprise was the tenderloin in rosemary jus. The meat was soft, succulent and juicy- just like it should be. I did not even bother with the Indian fare after this, though the palak gosht and chicken do pyaza would not have disappointed.

What did disappoint though were the selection of deserts. An anti climax if there ever was one! Terribly limited choice and none to write home about. Save your appetite for the main course!

All in all, a great evening of dining and no whining. A must do at the discounted rate!

Meal for 2- Rack rate Rs.1050 per person.
Rating- 7 on 10

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Wisdom heard in the most unlikely places

Heard on Oprah Winfrey:

"Forgiveness is giving up the hope that the past could have been any different".


Jerry springer show:

"You fight to defend a lover, not to win one. If you do, it ain't love"!


Patch Adams

"I love you without knowing how, why, or even from where…" 


Wonder Years

"All our young lives we search for someone to love, someone who makes us complete. We chose partners and change partners. 

We dance to a song of heartbreak and hope all the while wondering if somewhere and somehow there is someone searching for us." 

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Muskuraeeye- aap Lucknow mein hain!

You can get to know the heartbeat of a place in an instant by eating the local food. And the perfect way to find out a great place to eat is to ask your auto wala for the city's best. Which is what we did yesterday in Lucknow. And he brought us to awadh biryani near dainik jagran. I believe i shall be truly grateful to him forever.

From outside it may seem like a hole in the wall but the aromas will pull you in. We practically ate everything on the menu and its practically impossible to pick a favourite.

The kaleji was tossed with masalas and green chilies and was cooked just perfectly. Boti kabab was in a little gravy unlike the Delhi version of it but packed the same punch. The korma was even better than karim if i do say so myself. And the paranthas accompanying them were soft and flaky.

And the icing on the cake was the chicken biryani with rice so well seasoned that each bite was an explosion of flavors. Everything was devoured within a few seconds of hitting the table! And we practically had to be airlifted out of there after eating so much. But just the memory of it makes me hungry again!

The damage? Rs.800 for 9 people. I say if you don't have any weekend plans, book your flight tickets now! So worth it!

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Just a number

We are so fond of valuing things by their numerical value. Turning a teenager is such a milestone..birthdays such an event. Silver, gold, paper anniversary. 5 years in a company that earns gratuity..

Someone once said- its not the number of years in my life that are important, its the life in those years. Couldn't have said it better myself.

It doesn't matter if you are 20years old or 30 as long as you wake up each morning looking forward to the day. A decade long relationship is worth holding close only if both of you still pine for each other and can't imagine a life without, else its just a habit. Friendships may be 20years old or just a few days, if they warm your heart, they're worth investing in.

Don't live your life by numbers. Take each day as a new one. And try to fill your years with life and your life with love. Not because you're expected to or have to or must. But because you want to.

Restaurant Review - Gung Ho about Korean food!!!

It says quite a lot when I have an article published on Friday and I couldn't find the time till 5 days later to put it here on my blog!

A restaurant review of an interesting Korean place I and a friend discovered in Green Park called Gung - the Palace.

Read the review here.



The server grilling the Pork belly on our table itself!



Raison d’etre

You find strength in the strangest places. Sometimes you find it in a friend, sometimes in a love and often within yourself. But today when I was down and out, I found it in the least unlikely place. In the touch of a little person who can not even speak yet.

I woke up missing the twinkle in my eye. Without the strength to look for it, I would have just let it go. But then you woke up. And looked at me with twinkles in yours. Telling me, that you had spares for when I lost mine! Your smile at my mere presence, an unexpected kiss, a warm cuddle. All gave me renewed meaning.

My Munchkin, my Sonu, thanks for giving me back my reason to be.

Don’t kill the messenger

 It’s funny, the higher you climb the ladder of economic prosperity, the more you are scared of falling flat. We teach our children that you can not clean your room by throwing all the clothes in a closet and sweeping the dust under the carpet. Someone (namely mommy) is going to open the doors to check and when the stuff comes tumbling down, all hell will break loose.

Then how come people as evolved and mature (!?!) as elected leaders in a government forget this basic value? In their race to gain political mileage, they sweep all their dirty work under the carpet and hope that it will never be found.

And then came along Assange, the big mommy!! His little operation called Wiki Leaks went and checked under all carpets, opened all the closets and even checked behind their ears. And governments far and wide shivered where they sat. The big bully Uncle Sam went to the extent of shouting foul and allegedly planting a CIA agent in Sweden to have sex with Assange without a condom. Unfortunately for Assange, the country in question qualifies that with rape, even if it was a mutually agreeable act. Even more unfortunate (and clever on Uncle Sam’s part) is that the country has no system of bail and has no time limit for detention.

Yes, go ahead, extradite him. Harass him in this mindless court case. But you’re missing the point. He is one man. And he made you squirm. He exposed secrets that you were trying to hide. If Rajiv Gandhi has an enormous corpus in the Swiss banks, as a citizen of the country where that money was taken from, I have a right to know. Similarly, if I were American, I would be very interested in knowing the true dealings of my government behind the facade.

But as I said, he is one man. It is not the person Assange you need to worry about but the concept Assange. This was apparent the day he went fleeing and America tried to block Wiki Leak urls. People from all over the world kept shifting the site to keep the spirit alive. And alive it shall remain. Sometimes it takes an Anna Hazare, sometimes a Julian Assange and sometimes just you and me. But someone’s got to keep questioning, else we run the risk of becoming mere puppets.

I don’t know you as a person Assange. But I salute your spirit and motivation.

Are you listening??

To the following commercial institutions, if you were wondering where you are going wrong, here are some tips:

1) Beauty Parlours: If I have come for a hair cut or blow dry, please do NOT tell me what else is wrong with my hair/ skin/ scalp and what (expensive) products I should buy from you to sort it out!

2)  Clubs and Discs: If your DJ must insist on playing only house music that just goes dhik chik dhik chik and your dance floor is empty, take a cue and put songs that may have some LYRICS in them!!! I say, go the whole hog, play chammak challo and see how fast your floor fills up. If your DJ is too cool to play these, I say sack him and play a CD!!

3) Hospitals: If I have come to your doors, it means I am already hassled and worried. Please do NOT make me sign 100 forms, buy your loyalty card, make a file and only then allow me to see a doctor. 

4) Coffee Shops: I know you need to upsell, but I believe your margins are large enough. I really don’t want added flavours/ ice cream/ hazelnut shots in my coffee. I want a plain cup of coffee.

5) Shops: You may be over staffed, but please don’t follow me like a shadow. I will ask for help when I need it and I really won’t shop lift!! 

Phew!!

Life goes on

When you wear your heart on your sleeve, it runs the risk of falling off and being run over. You should hide it, keep it under wraps and not let anyone peek through the facade.

I do not make friends very often or open myself up to someone easily. But when I do, there is no holding back. I love, respect and cherish my friendships. But when the spider called time spins layers and layers of webs over our day to day lives, we often lose sight of people who stand by us.

Life is a choice. Every decision we make is a conscious choice of what we choose and at the cost of what. There are people who have over time retained my place in their heart and to them I am grateful and I try my best to hold dear. And there are people who became so wrapped up in their lives that they did not notice when the door to our friendship quietly shut. I don’t hold anything against them either. It is a choice they are entitled to, and made. It may seem to me at this point of time that I have wasted my love for them over a decade of my life, but that was a choice I made too.

And now I choose to forget. To shut doors and turn towards the open ones. To open new doors and cherish those to whom I mean something. Whose lives would be incomplete without me, like mine would be without them!  

Travelogue - Roadtrip through Spain & Portugal

Roadtrip through Spain and Portugal with a 5 month old infant! It takes 7 pieces of luggage and a huge leap of faith. We figured early on in our parenthood that a baby adjusts to the kind of lifestyle you expose her to. Thus, my lil Sonu came with me on shopping trips to the mall when she was merely 6 weeks old and loved accompanying us to restaurants since she was just a month!

Rediff consolidated 2 articles of mine, the first a travelogue on Spain and Portugal and the second Handy tips on how to travel with infants. The second, I believe is very useful for new parents. It is now the last 2 slides of this article.

Please read the article here.

Tanha

Javed Akhtar touches the soul....the title track of a Pakistani show I used to watch when I was a kid - "Tanha". Lyrics below.

dekhiye to lagta hai,
zindagi ki raahon mein,
ek bheed chalti hai.
sochiye to lagta hai,
bheed mein hain sab tanha.

jitne bhi yeh rishte hain,
kaanch ke khilone hain,
pal mein toot sakte hain..
ek pal mein ho jaaye,
koi jaane kab tanha.

dekhiye to lagta hai,
jaise yeh jo duniya hai,
kitni rangeen mehfil hai,
sochiye to lagta hai,
kitna gam hai duniya mein,
kitna zakhmi har dil hai..

woh jo muskuraate the,
jo kisi ko khwaabon mein,
apne pass paate the..
unki neend tooti hai..
aur hain woh ab tanha.

dekhiye toh lagta hai
zindagi ki raahon mein
ek bheed chalti hai
sochiye toh lagta hai
bheed mein hain sab tanha

Mamma

 

Mummaaa….two lil syllables. But when they left your little lips, they could have been a song straight from heaven. When you looked at me and babbled mumma…you tore my heart up! It gave reason to the endless struggle, served as a memory modification charm as I forget the long days and endless nights I work so hard to keep you safe, happy and content.

When you rub your upturned nose on mine and smile like I am the most precious thing on earth, you give me purpose. When I feel down and out, all I need to do is look at you and know that to you, I am the world! I will spend my entire life making sure that your eyes always twinkle with mischief…and that I am always there when you stumble.

When I was working and I was asked the famous question – what is your goal in life or where do you see yourself 10 years from now, I often disappointed them with non-corporate answers about how I would be living in the hills, writing for a living and loving my children to death! The truth is that if someone asked me that now, my answer would probably be the same minus the hills (though I wish that part were true too)! I love the fact that I write professionally now…and my appraisals are not annual but daily when you wake up in the morning and smile at me telling me that you still love me! I pass with flying colours! My annual bonus may not hit the bank but the first time you crawled, when you ate your first food, your first smile and your the first time you called me mumma 2 days back….make me feel that I am the luckiest person in the whole world!

I love you. Thank you for bringing technocolour into my life! 

A Tribute to Jagjit Singh

A very sad day. The man who's ghazals would personify one's tears or smiles...himself passes away today. My all time favourite ghazal, sung by Jagjit and Chitra...

"Jab aankh se hi na tapka to phir lahoo kya hai....."