Heartbreaks are Beautiful!

There is some beauty about heartbreaks that they turn a dull soul into a poet! 

Heartbreaks are beautiful because they are a testimony to the fact that there was once love, immense love in life... and love is beautiful. The outcome of love cannot be 'Not Beautiful'!

Heartbreaks are like that mystic river that was once a rapid, youthful and childish, full of life and mischief! The water is now silent, yet full of wisdom and minerals from the rocks that it ran along with! The rocks get left behind but the silt remains - a testimony to the fact that there was once exuberance... and the outcome of exuberance cannot be 'Not Beautiful'!

Heartbreaks are like that silence after an adrenaline rush, an unfinished marathon that lets one think of the missed-triumph! They are a state of 'spiritual high' that makes one truly understand one's soul, its strengths and lows! The adventure ends but the memory remains etched forever - a testimony to the fact that once there was an adventure... and the outcome of an adventure cannot be 'Not Beautiful'!

Heartbreaks are like the night after a fashionable ballroom party, when the dancer finally retires and takes off the makeup and gown and looks at her sweet but imperfect reflection in the mirror! Where there was once laughter, chatter and dance, remains a solitary soul staring at itself! But the heart is full - a testimony to the fact that once there was music... and the outcome of music cannot be 'Not Beautiful'!

Heartbreaks are the times when one reflects upon the love, the promises and journey that ended mid-way, in its 'own way'! They bare the soul to the storms within, inflict wounds and smudge the wet paint on the perfect landscape, astray! What remains is a sense of gratitude for the love that stopped-by and made memories! What comes is a new-found strength, happiness and self-reliance, for heartbreaks transcend into a new kind of love...'love for self'...and the outcome of love cannot be 'Not Beautiful'!

My First Time - in Mumbai!

'Mumbai is the city of dreams!', I'd also heard that the city never sleeps. However, there have always been frequent ranting from fellow Delhites who've had their share of Mumbai experiences that how the city almost charges an arm-and-a-leg for real estate spaces, the local train mayhem, rain-havoc that gets repeated every year in July and the absence of four seasons like in Delhi! Being a Delhi girl, all my life, I took this criticism more seriously than the romanticism associated with the Mumbai! Delhi had to be better!

And then one day...after 32 years of being born, travelling over a dozen countries, I landed here! I was on a 2-day long work trip, with a squeezed plan, topped with incessant July rains. Being a solo traveller with a packed schedule in a city on high-alert for rains, there was little I could see. But I was intent on taking back some flavour of the city with me. Thus, I went to Marine Drive and it was completely mesmerizing! I instantly felt a pang of jealousy hit me, somewhere deep in my stomach, when I saw the beautiful necklace lights around the Arabian Sea in the backdrop of the famous Mumbai skyline! 'Mumbai was way more beautiful than Delhi could ever get - they have the sea', was my first thought!! My city could never match the youthfulness, greenery, romanticism, and the landscapes that the Arabian Sea offered to Mumbai! The feeling of awe turned into jealousy turned into admiration soon enough! I found myself liking the city, breaking the initial perception that I carried all my life!

They rightly say, travel changes you by letting you discover what you truly love and by making you realise that life is lived fully once perceptions end!

#PleasantTravel

I Miss You!

I miss the place, the zone, the space I was in! I miss your arms around me. I miss that smile, the smirk and the loving eyes that followed me. I miss being the reason for your happiness and you being mine!

I miss that careless caressing of your hair that I had in my right, I miss the way your finger contoured my face. I miss those aimless long strolls and rides, I miss those meetings that you made possible travelling those countless miles!

I miss those moments of comfortable silence, I miss how the hearts kept talking all that while! I miss those mischievous eyes, I miss how we fitted with one another perfect and fine! I miss that warmth of the nights and those morning brights!

I miss talking to you at midnight, I miss the secrets we shared and held tight! I miss how you solved my problems while I took yours my side, I miss how we looked at life quite alike!

I miss those hugs of the night that turned into morning embraces, I miss sleeping by your side! I miss how we fitted together into every frame, trotting the world together far and wide!

I miss how you stood by me all the while, being my partner in life and rhyme!
I miss how we planned life, being with each other as our goal every time!

I miss your smile, I miss how you made me smile and smiled when I smiled! I miss the love that we created and lived with through the tests of time!

I miss it all but know firm in my heart, we're meant to be together till the end of time, I belong to you & you're mine, come winter, storm or sunshine!

For now, I Miss You, I Miss Us.. I miss how it felt when we fitted like no other, with one another... like no other!

I Love You.

A month of my life for 70* grands!

This post was hidden somewhere in my blog drafts, dating back to the year 2011 but still making accurate sense, and wording my current state of mind! Stumbling on it today, I felt how true it was and thought of giving it fresh air finally - thus publishing!

All my life - student life, I wanted to be able to earn, to have money that I could call my own, earned and spent! Yes, I am spendthrift at heart & enjoy spending on everything that makes me happy, starting from food and food (fair weight-age) to clothes, entertainment and other luxuries.

I started my job after completing masters and money looked like a bag of extra toffees hidden by someone in the cupboard - delighting and an extra luxury that I could use when did not need it too! I bought all (items topping my wishlist) that I once couldn't afford and simply loved the feeling of being empowered! Life became simpler and much more predictable in th sense that I could decide autonomously about what I needed!
Money is something that never excites me when saved, I love the independence that it gives me, along with a sense of fulfillment and capability. Its a motivation to move ahead in life, take more independent decisions, about everything and feel responsible for them.

The salary cheque always made me doubt if I was worth it, or worth even half, atall! And then I blamed th economy and outsourcing!! I also saw the good part of recession so I know how th economy can virtually throw you out & let you in of your house, irrespective of your capabilities. I went down with th wave & soon enough came up! It was like surfing & coming out at th top in th end to breath! I bought a new AC for my room, an iPhone, numerous gadgets, new clothes, gifts and zillion of things from th money I earned in th past couple of years!

Th point is, was there a stealth cost to th money I earned? Did I end up paying more than I earned? In all truthfulness, I am working because I want to, and probably there is no other seemingly intelligent looking option to lead life, but there are numerous sacrifices that I made and just didn't realise! For th past 2 years, I've spent 30*12 hours a month out of my house, to get that salary I fancy and th rest in planning for those 12 hours! I'm investing th prime months of my life in making great money for my company & some for myslef! I gave up writing, just because I didn't feel like taking it after a long day at work, I gave reading as I hate to read after doing a great deal of reading at work, I struggling with finding time for gyming, thanks to th packed routine! Everyday in th pas 2 years, I've thought about handling work in a better way, being more efficient, more mature, ways of being smarter than my boss... and all th mumbo-jumbo associated with corporate life! And does it end ever?

Today's Addition (2013) - Guess, the circle doesn't end. The most relevant proof being me coming back to my blog after 2 years...! The last two years were again spent in earning more money & spending some more! I just hope that I spend on earning more experiences, traveling the world, trying to be more wise, and eventually make some good sense out of my life's current years - if to be added to my life's story book some years later!

School Days at their Best... rather put Days at their Best!

This is a small attempt to relive those memories spent in School, th best institution I went to, in my life, so far!
St. Xavier’s School, Rajniwas Marg, Delhi.
Charactors who will feature now & then:
Richa Garg
Kriti Sharma
Prerna Lal (Yours Truly)

It was one of those memorable pre pre-board days in class 10th when we had almost nothing to do in class but FUN, as the entire syllabus was almost taught. It was th time when we spent th entire day together with friends discussing th ongoing link-ups in school to everything that was remotely associated with th upcoming Board Exams! Th days, in a nutshell spelt Pure Fun!
On one such eventful day, we had our 3rd & 4th periods free, which meant, going for break right after th 2nd period! Richa, Kriti & I, visibly elated, thought of finishing out Tiffin early on, and took out all th food in class. Kriti had bought this delicious Chiwda that we planned to take downstairs, Richa some home made usual lunch & I had some sandwiches that I tucked in my hands & all of us left th class, after sitting for some 10 min to eat up Richa’s food.
Th class just opposite ours was of th notorious boys of class 11-E, who left no chance to pass comments on Girls, and one of them incidentally showed some stupid interest in me! As we left th class, came some hooting from th very group of boys that we visibly ignored & smirked at each other! It was now that I, being offended stopped to rudely stare at those guys, while Richa & Kriti kept walking & I was left some 15 sec behind. Realising this, I started moving faster & as soon as I reached th stairs, heavens know why(?!) , all of a sudden I slipped & I fell flat! Flat on th floor! All th sandwiches that I was holding were all over th stairs & I sat on th floor, unhurt & dazed! Richa & Kriti came running towards me, but before they could reach, came someone who dazed me further! I was caught completely unaware! Standing behind me was Mr. Miranda, our vice principal, who had th reputation to be Ultra strict when he wanted to be, and this time he had that look on his face! I kept staring at him without getting up, and then he shouted, “Whose food is this?”. Well, yeah it was confirmed now that he was quite upset with food lying all over th floor & this commotion that we had created right after th second period & to top it, th boys were still hooting in th background, maybe he was coming after hearing their voices & met us in th way!
“Whose Food is this?” It was now that I came to my senses and stood up, unhurt... yeah (un)fortunately. Now before I could say something, coming out of my daze, he shifted his glance over to Kriti. I smiled at her & signalled her to keep quiet. But, for some God forsaken reason, she instead of looking sorry, started giggling! Yes, GIGGLING CONTAGIOUSLY, in front of Mr. Miranda, who was getting mad at us! Kriti Sharma was trying hard to calm herself down but couldn't control & just kept giggling! I stared at her for a second for this outrageous behaviour & then I too burst out laughing, as th entire scene came to my mind in a flash, th last being myself sitting comfortably on th floor for some 30 sec & staring at Mr. Miranda who was shouting! Now Kriti & I kept trying to suppress our laughter, in vein while Mr. Miranda was getting more & more furious, seeing us laugh on his face. That was one moment when I myself couldn’t believe my courage & control my emotions!
We were very strictly asked to follow Mr. Miranda & were made to stand in front of his office. (Oh Shit!) It was now that sense got in & we realised th intensity of what had happened to us. Now, that we were adding to th glamour of his office, I started crying... CRYING CONTAGIOUSLY, and seeing me cry Kriti also started crying. And we sobbed & sobbed for some 5 min before Mr. Miranda came out & said hopelessly, “This is th problem with girls.” And he let us free. We after milling cluelessly for some time, eventually went downstairs & laughed for th entire 2 free periods remembering our outrageous behaviour & th two extreme emotional outbursts!
Ah quite eventful & unforgettable it was!

A New Horizon!

This post hopefully will gratify my urge to express my feelings, thats been postponed for a while & help in th purpose of some gainful self digging!


Having completed my Engineering degree, I immediately opted for a for an MBA to gratify my quest of getting something more, being able to be smarter & "add value to my personality"! Consequently, my MBA program started before I could finish my final exams in Computer Engineering & I barely could get any break in between the two courses, but I was all merry as it was the beginning of a new Horizon for me, I was anxiously entering into a new territory!

The MBA classes started with me shifting to Gurgaon, away from home and to be honest, I was really excited about this part! I always felt that student life was incomplete without the Hostel Life & I didn't have much experiences with hostel, apart from the brief stint that I had in the 1st yr of my Engineering, where Soumya was with me all th time & I felt comfortably at home, even in the hostel.
Now, this PG that I'd taken was fun in the beginning but eventually turned out to be 'Routine', we all used to look forward to weekends to get back home!
So, Th very first time day in th B school made me all happy! Th school looked so professional & grand! It boasted of a huge tall building that made me drool at it for a while, for reasons best known to me & my Grad friends ;) .
The first few days of my MBA were apprehensive, I took my time to open up & that was because of th new surroundings, I virtually had to figure out my way in & outta th building th very first time! No matter how mature, confident & experienced we may think we are, new things surely bring a new sense of anxiety!
The 1st sem of my MBA was fun, Each time I think about our Fresher's party I can't resist a smile! I was made th cultural head of the students council & I was so happy that It was all so lovely for me! I made friends, some good & some bad. Encountered guys who looked sweet & decent but turned out to be a lecher! But it all is worthwhile & I learned much about people & life!

At th end of th 2nd sem, we are supposed to intern with corporates. I'm with Reliance Retail. It all seems like a vague & blurred memory, when I used to see these Gurgaon skyscrapers from a distance, it looked like it belonged to some other, distant world! And now I am working here in this 15 storeyed building, with a Singaporean look & feel to it. Now, I am a part of this corporate mob milling around this 'Cyber City' of Gurgaon. And suddenly on my way to this two storeyed multi specialty gym I realize that I've reached a new horizon! Th MBA has done th trick! Though I still think like an Engineer, th perspective has widened. Now I know whats WTO's trade policy & how to export Mangoes after taking APEDA registration ;)! Life's changing every minute & am reaching new places, meeting new people! It seems only yesterday that I passed out of school & joined Engineering and now I am standing here, in my Internship Organisation, ready for a presentation for th people who spoke this corporate gibberish & intricate trade & stock terms once!
But in th end, its still th very same me, trying to explore & make a mark!

A Silent Emotion!

A Silent Emotion!

Life was a curious child till you took its hand in yours,
Led it through those unexplored doors!
Ahead was a dream not seen before,
Unseen was the sight of the garden with Love galore!
We kept moving into the dreamland, with eyes so fond,
The breeze of Love kept afresh our bond!

Into the paradise called ‘you’ as I enter,
Up surging are the Emotions within me, so deep & tender!
The embraces give me promises of a beautiful tomorrow,
A life so bright & blissful without shades of sorrow!
Then Comes A Silent Emotion that makes me smile,
This life that’s matured into your mate feels so worthwhile!

With eyes deep & hands warm we start this journey with our hearts so keen,
Ahead this time lies a heaven with pleasures never seen;
Moving further, comes a holy anxiety and trembling feet,
Then reached is a high that nothing else can beat!
I run with you on the ways of Love so endless, keeping pace where the spirits go relentless!
As I halt, Comes A Silent Emotion that makes me smile,
This life that’s become your wife feels so worthwhile!



Ambling with you as ‘man and wife’,
Lived are the most enchanting moments of life!
As another bright day approaches the horizon with you at my side,
It’s the happiness of the coming joys that I can’t hide!
As I look into your promising eyes, Comes A Silent Emotion that makes me smile,
With you in it, every moment in Life is just so worthwhile!