Hard To Believe

I reached her place, and was sitting in the hall with others. After sometime she came out draped in a saree looking beautiful, flowers on her hair and most importantly wearing that beautiful smile that one can hardly forget. I made sure that I capture it with camera.

Somehow I found it hard to sink in the feeling that she was going to get engaged today. Time flies so fast. She belongs to the Sisterhood Clan (I’ll write about that later). She is one with whom I have grown up. I have already started wondering about how life would change with her getting married. I am already feeling that I have got old to write like this :D

We both are of the same age in fact she is just five days older than me and I am the one who has to live with the tag of being the youngest. Whenever such family functions takes place I find myself capable with multiple abilities that I don the role of a photographer, a task master and sometimes carrying out the errands.

I always have a role to play which makes me share the limelight. The first time it happened on Sister II marriage where I had an important role to play. It was captured on video and I was there on the screen for more than a minute with a Mundus (Pagdi/Turban) on my head. The result of this fame was that I got my first marriage proposal. The second time with Sister III was just hilarious; I thought soon we (there were others with me) are going to play rail gaddi around the couple.

This time round I was going to gift clothes to my would-be brother-in-law. As I presented him and we both posed for the cameras, I found it hard to stop smiling as after presenting him the clothes, we again posed with a handshake, kind of make me feel like I was attending a summit. I also had a photo session later with the would-be bride and the sisterhood clan joining, with one missing.

As everyone came on the stage to give their blessing to the couple, in the end I also went up in the end and stood next to my would-be brother-in-law. There was a lot of speculation going on who is taller, him or me. I won hands down :))

As I got down from the stage and stood nearby, one of my brother-in-law’s mother got hold of me. Somehow she seemed to be in awe of me. Every time she sees me and the only thought that comes to her mind is of getting me married. There was also a debate on what height should be my would-be wife, with others pitching in.

We went back to her home later. As I said the feeling was yet to sink in, so I was leaving I kept my hand on her head like an older brother. I am protective about her and am hoping/praying that she is blessed with a happy married life.

I am already wondering whom I should call when I am bored. I always felt better talking to her coz I can talk any nonsense and still not feel foolish. She was my partner in crime. Marriage would change all of that.

I would miss her, or am I already missing her :P

Human Psyche

I am starting a new series (a first for me) on Human Psyche. It would be about situations and how people react to it. It would be about people who react differently to a situation than logic permits. Giving my take of the situation and you could yours. It’s not about passing judgments but to understand the human nature.

The human mind intrigues me, I would be doing good as a shrink or as a counselor but I realized it late and by that time I was already out of college :(

Being an observer, I have often seen how people would not follow the logical route and would do something different to come out as a winner or end up losing to the situation badly.

Its about analyzing what made individuals take the decisions they did and kind of help us deal better with our situations in the present or the future.

P.S.: I don’t have any clue how I am going to pull this off, but I will and do let me know if the effort was good enough. It might take time for the first of the series to hit the blog, so be patient :)

Anne Frank

I happened to have finished reading the book “The Dairy of A Young Girl” by Anne Frank a week back. What fascinated me about the book was how remarkably well and wittily she has put her thoughts into her dairy which gives us an insight into her transition from a girl to women and life in the “Secret Annexe”.

Her thought clarity at such a young age (she was thirteen when she started writing in her dairy) astounds me. One could only imagine how successful she would have been had she been alive. She wanted to become a writer after war and there is no doubt that she would have been a successful one!!

She expresses herself so beautifully about what she was going through herself and the constant fear they lived in. I loved the way she indulges on the self criticism and writing about herself like an outsider.

It is real sad that the way her life ended in a Nazi concentration camp. In an ironical twist of fate, her wish came true which she had penned in her dairy: “I want to go on living even after my death”.

Here is YouTube video of Otto Frank (her father) talking about the book:

Do read it, in case you haven’t.

P.S.: In case you don’t know, Anne Frank was the daughter of Otto Frank whose family went into hiding with another family during the World War to protect them from the Holocaust that was taking place against the Jews. The only survivor was Otto Frank who then decided to publish her dairy which went on to sell in many countries and translated for the same

An Ironic Tale

Shot in the back waters of Kerala, one of the most picturesque video and a great romantic song I have come across.

Sung by singer Aslam & Shibani (she features in the video), the song went on to become one of the greatest hits. I find it very amusing that the singer Aslam who sings the whole song was never heard or seen later and on the contrary Shibani who just sings two lines at the end of the song got all the popularity, went on to cut an album and sing in movies too.

I am not sure what exactly happen to the singer but cannot stop wondering about it. Find it very ironical that the person who should have made the most out of it went missing and the one who should not have (considering she sung only two lines) ended up making the most out of it.

Note: I guess some of the you have mistaken that the singer and the model in the album are the same, well they are not. The model in the album is Nakul Kapur while the singer name is Aslam who was never heard again as far as I know...

The Thought

I was walking back home with my mother from the school. I was wondering what my friend would be doing now who was absent today, then came the thought of watching him through television (I don’t think CC cameras had made its way into the market then) his every movements and the same for other around me too.

Years have passed by, but somehow or the other this thought kept coming back to me. I never knew what to make of it, but it captivated me. It made me think.

The only conclusion that I could draw was about being aware of life revolving around me and maybe I am playing one of the lead characters. It should make me feel good right?, well it did but the effect does not last long and am back to myself again :)

I am not sure if I read that right, if you think you can crack the code, go ahead. It keeps coming back to me. Not doing what I suppose to? or maybe it’s just a thought in the end…

Argument

When both sides think they are right
oblivious to the fact that the issue
that spark the debate no longer matters

What matters is to prove themselves right
with no one on the wrong side

A Secret Date

Not exactly a "date" but on the lines. Yesterday. I got a call from my Sister I asking me to come to her house when she will call me again in a few days.

The reason: she wants me to have a look at a girl (who will come to stay at her house for a few days) from her side whom she likes a lot and thinks she would be a perfect choice for me. This happens to be her first choice among the list that she has created for me (Finally, I get to see someone from her list!!). Read the following post to know about the list.

She very well knows my take on girls from native place, not that they are lesser in any ways to girls from city but I don't think they will be able to cope up to the living in a city like Bombay. Sister I wants me to see that they can. The girl also lives in a city (Mangalore to be precise).

I kept listening what she had to say and found it quite amusing. I did not commit on anything. On the other hand she also told me that Sister II also has a proposal ready for me again from the native place that she thinks would be "perfect" for me.

I have not made up my mind, but can't help it to think as you get moving up the age ladder everyone is eager to get you married.

Guess, they cannot see my happiness in living a Happy Single Life.

but then Happiness is not Everything in Life, right?? :D

P.S.: I feel like I have few days (may be a year or two) left of my bachelor hood to live, after marriage everything will come to an end... :))