Winds of Change

There's a certain feeling that is simmering inside me these past few days. Almost warning me of an overflow. Only God knows what will happen if it does!

I'm not sure what happened or how it all started. But suddenly, I got this feeling that everything's going my way. That it may take a little time, but I will get what I want. Funny thing that! I don't remember ever feeling this...settled. And hopefully this feeling never goes away.

Now more than ever, I'm determined to make my dreams come true. To get my ass out there and do,do,do! I find happiness in the smallest of things. Painting my nails for absolutely no reason. Dancing to a catchy Hindi tune in my room. Getting sms's from a friend. Watching a father and his daughter going for a walk. Rotterweilers on the run (ok, so I was a tad scared about this one too!) Amazing how these tiny, seemingly insignificant things give me this much happiness. I love it! Stay, stay stay!

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Find your voice - "Say" by John Mayer

Take out of your wasted honor
Every little past frustration
Take all of your so called problems
Better put them in quotations
Say what you need to say

Walkin like a one man army
Fightin with the shadows in your head
Living out the same old moment
Knowing you’d be better off instead
If you could only
Say what you need to say

Have no fear for giving in
Have no fear for getting older
You better know that in the end its better to say to much
Than to never to say what you need to say again

Even if your hands are shaking
And your faith is broken
Even as the eyes are closing
Do it with a heart wide open
Why?
Say what you need to say

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Amazing India

Just me and the Arabian Sea!

A resting place for the weary sandals.

Sunset on the beach in Small Vagator Beach Goa. Nice!

My sister and I at The Taj.

I couldn't resist the outdoor beds at the Taj Hotel in Fort Aguada...comfort and an amazing view...A perfect combination.

Even the cow loves the sea in Goa...

Sunset in Goa.

The ultimate shopping experience - Commercial Street Bangalore.

The autorickshaw and I in the streets of Chennai.

Oh for the love of horns! "Sound Horn". A typical sight on lorries in India.

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Somersaults

He takes my hands and looks at me.

"I had a feeling that this would happen today."

"Really?"

He nods.

As then he hugs me. Holds me. For a minute I revel in this closeness, his warmth, the intimacy.

My heart, performing somersaults.




And then the damn alarm wakes me up! What a dream...

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Home Sweet Home!

Happy New Year! Back home again afer an exhausting but exciting 16 day holiday in India. Am still a little jet lagged. Not to mention my tummy's not feeling a 100%. Must be all that food I happily experimented with in the land where cows, autos, cars and people share the same roads. And where honking is not a sign of annoyance but a gesture that says "Here I am! On my way. I see u too. Let's go!". Where beaches are simply beautiful. Where little girls do cartwheels during traffic jams and then knock on the window to get some attention and money.

Where people shout on top of their voices to get what they have paid for. Where the buffet cart comes to on a train journey. Garem Chai. Hot coffee. Idli and Uppumma. Vada. Spicy tomato (pronounced tamatar) soup. Biryani. Just to name a few. A place where hotel rates sky rocket every year. A mind blowing shopping haven. (As of now, I am all kurti'd out! I've got lots!)

Kurti: A shorter version of the Kurta worn with straight pants. Made popular in the 1960's and 1970's, having been glamourised by Bollywood filmstars of that era, it has now made a come-back into contemporary fashion.

Mere words won't do India any justice. Sometimes photos do a lot better. Just hold on. Hold strong. I will be back. Time for some meds!

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