Something beautiful that I read somewhere.....

Is it my time yet to do all the things you said I can do?
Do I have to wait until the stars line up on that special day in the special year?
Time keeps moving and I must still wait
Yet as the clouds move swiftly across the sky I look at my dreams pass me by
Will I be another? You know what I am asking
Will I be a beautiful mind wasted to time?




What can God do through me tomorrow that cannot be done today
What more do I need to be the conduit I was designed to be.
I am your mind beautiful and willing
Time keeps moving…why should I wait
This moment is as powerful as the next
Will I be a beautiful mind wasted in time?




Set me free and let me do that which I was purposed to do
Set me free and I will drive out the fear
Set me free from the bondage of fetters and illusions
Live as you were purposed to live
Fulfill your destiny and let the beauty of me flow through you
For a beautiful mind is a terrible thing to waste.

Beauty mesmerizes me ..................................... &&

Lately it has been GREEN for me. I look for a coat to buy, I go for green.. I look for a toothbursh to buy, I pick the one in green.... and then when I was leaving from dehradun two days back at 7 in the morning when all the green was at its "green best!" i realise.... ahhhh..... no wonder my eyes are selectively picking the green ! :-p

Two and a half months at the Green city in Uttarakhand, if not in other ways, was definitely a gr8 feast for my eyes.That time, when I frozE seeing the lights on the queen of hills, mussorie from the Dhoon valley - all I can say even if it is cliche - my heart skipped a beat - it really did dammit!!

And so, as I thought the trees and the mountains are the ones so hauntingly beautiful, the monkeys and doggies scrapped a notch higher! the cute fur, the lovely eyes, their cuter kids!!

I m slightly dizZy now..- too much on the platter, but the alluring continues....

and what was it now?!

this' literally what else I saw! - princessessssss......!! the feminine beauty took me to fairy tales, where I read about those beautiful women under the veils - I ve seen 'em! ;) :D

what is this place ?!! with beautiful trees, beautiful flowers, beautiful hills, beautiful valleys, beautiful water(!?!!), beautiful dogs, beautiful monkeys, beautiful SKIES(!!), beautiful girls, and beautiful guys!!!

ahhhh.... if only i could write, I could have turned a poet ! but maybe i will one day, coz all that I saw is still in my eyes ...!! I m turning into the cliche queen ! But I ve begun to believe cliches are cliches only coz they are so good that they have to repeated over and over again - it's sort of a growing up requirement - everybody grows up, everybody goes through cliches!! 8-)

So, the beautiful journey comes to an end with a view of the snow-covered white himalayan ranges from 11 km up in the sky....how can I describe what I saw.....?! Here it is.............. !! :D

And the fairy-tale ends...,, welcome back to earth...!

Jus one thing that I will say now.... coz I shall be able to say no more after that

I have thought in all angles. Every possible way. Yet, I cannot categorise air-hostesses as anything else but waiters who stand-by, serve and clean-up with a lot of skin show!! But whoaa the attitude, i wonder where they get that from... but what comes to my mind at this point exactly is what Kajal says in a movie "To get treated well by such people, treat them like shit!" I d like to add to that - treat them like trash too!!

At the dawn of the new year.....

There is always something solid to stand on,
Or, You Shall Learn to FLY.......
Oscar Wilde

I clearly see the tiny stars shining in the big dark sky --

I clearly see them shaping as a bear, shaping as a ship, shaping as a deer, ohh, how much I can see from so far off...

And as I see it, my brain tells me, what a silly pair of eyes!

But what when you begin to wonder if dreams are in a way, those huge constellations.....?
Who is to claim it -an illusion or not?

Who is to say –silly or not?

What is to do when the classic “reality strikes”?!


F A I T H – I shall learn to Fly......



It is difficult not to believe that the new year will be better than the old one! And this illusion is not wrong!

Dehradun on new year's eve ! ;)

Let our deeper sense of belief in the new year,

gather bounds.....

Lovely lines..

What shall I do with all the days and hours


That must be counted ere I see thy face?

How shall I charm the interval that lowers

Between this time and that sweet time of grace?

Frances Anne Kemble