Thursday, November 18, 2010
Friday, November 12, 2010
A time when dolls were our best friends, our best friend today was a voice for other dolls then:) We didnt really care for what others were upto, what others thought of our playing throughout the day with our toy family and what others thought of our talking to ourselves! For us, it was the most natural behavior possible.But now we're growing up.Or are we?
Growing up makes sense if it adds a sense of responsibility, a responsibility to make life a worthwhile journey. Growing up makes sense if it adds to the strength within, the strength to believe and stand up for those beliefs. Growing up makes sense when the voice within becomes louder than the voices outside. When imagination becomes realism and you connect to that child within. When possibilities expand and unexplored doors suddenly open up.If growing up limits your dreams, plants seeds of doubt and fear,its just growing old!
Theres a child within each one of us. The child we are most often if not always ashamed of, that child is the window of our soul. That child is harmless,transparent,innocent and cheerful. That child may make us vulnerable to others, but a clear conscience makes that vulnerability our strength.That little girl, doesnt even know that she tosses me back into a world I love the most, a part of the world that exists somewhere in time, a time I love travelling back to, a time that connects me to the child within, that reminds me each time I forget,
"We may be growing old, but theres still time to grow,
We may put the child in us to sleep, but the child's there for sure,
Connecting to that child within, gives us infinite space to grow.....
Friday, November 5, 2010
OH NO!!! Not again!!!
Yes!We're all going through the same phase. With our Moms groom prospecting (Uhhh!!!) and the stubborn us refusing to break away from our fantasy world, life isnt that simple any more! Of course I want to marry! But it cant be a compulsion with a timeline! Its the next 50-60 years of my life.Hello!I want to grow old with someone whos fun, loving,caring and compatible! Weighing someones resume for marriage is actually repulsive!
And then I get flashes of all "Spectacles waali moms and aunties" : "life mein compromise karna padta hai"
Compromise! What does that even mean! You cant compromise with your feelings. And here we're talking about compromising on life.
Megha. Our zenlike conversations arent taking us anywhere.
Vinita Punia. Your confusion in life confuses me more than anything and anyone. Talk about the great Jat Love story!
Romika Gahlaut. Im laughing. Lets not talk about marriage!
Dhriti. I can only see a hunter and a scared mouse like guy around.
Rupal. Miss sorted who distorts the idea of marriage with her theories
Sonam. Whew lover girl... I see some hope here.
All my crazy girls. Please please please. We need some stability. Are we looking for boyfriends or lovers? Lovers or husbands ? What are we looking for? Do we want it forever? Do we want it for a season?
I really dont know what we want. Till the time it wasnt time to take a call, philosophy worked. Now that its time, nothing works!
Just the fact that there are other crazy, confused,adorable girls around makes things better if not easier. Girls like me....Confused like me....with problems like mine...with dreams like mine....Yes! Its you! All of you who've added flavors to this scary phase and made it memorable. Cheers to all of you all!
PS: And for those of you I havent mentioned.....its because I wasnt sure if you'd like being mentioned or maybe I didnt know your story :) :) But if you can relate to this... I'm sure even you're a girl like me! :) :)