keep it going

This is an online story that will be continued by others..... quite fun i say

On an exceptionally pleasant afternoon,in the comforts of his room, Chimanlal Charlie sat down to think of his life. Of his aged mother who refused to wear anything short than a mini skirt, his father who loved to read Tinkle comics and of his brother who had married a cow.

Chiman often thought that people looked at him wierdly. He never understood why anyone dressed in orange floral shirt, red pants, violet goggles and blue hair be considered abnormal. Its fashion right? Ah! How would these mere mortals know about fashion?

He thought about Jalsa Mari - his girlfriend. Well not officially - because .... (who's next!)

Love - Ah! Beautiful!

Sometimes all it takes is a bad day and dark mood to realise the power of love and its meaning. Am reading a book called The Notebook by Nicholas Sparks who refuses to let go of me. An amazing story of love and lifetime companionship. About how two lovers meet after 14 years of separation only to be inseparable even after he contracts arthritis and she Alzheimer's.

A beautifully worded and romantically written novel that makes you pray for Allison and Noah (the characters) Those who know me, know that I am not a mushy type of person at all. I have never read a single Mills n Boon novel. but inspiring love stories move me. they tell me the possibility of pure and intense love. it shows me that passion knows no age and simply holding hands can be as exciting as climbing the mountains.

For those who have felt the power of love (in others, felt and lost or are blessed to have it in their lives) will know that perfect love changes you as a person. it makes everything seem perfect. it makes you preserve roses long after they have been presented just to reminf u of the occassion. it makes you write letters which you never post. it makes you talk incessantly, it makes you value silence. it makes you feel special.

often friends who have loved and havent got the love back say, "The love I feel for him/her is enough. I know it wont be the same if he/she loved me back. But love is unconditional, isnt it?"

And how do I know so much - because I am travelling with Allison and Noah discovering love.

This feeling may not last for long - but I am savouring every moment of it. :)

Lesson learnt

Since the year is ending, I thought why not do a multitude of things. So apart from pretending to work, I am writing for another magazine, am doing a play (which is great fun) am editing another magazine called ORION and am reading books.

The writing part is great coz it comes naturally (as u can see) of course there are times when i dont know what to write but thankfully it doesnt last for long. moreover i have always preferred writing fact to fiction.

the other day i saw a lovely baby urchin in the train. i can tell u she had the most expressive and beautiful eyes in the world. she is chubby and wore a torn dress. but the smile never left her face. she chuckled a lot, probably laughing at the irony of her life. she was smart as she picked up signs easily. she waved and made faces back at me. the fact that she had no legs made no difference to her. she was happy that she was here. thats when i relaised how trivial our issues are. a good job, better pay, nice boyfriend, big house all fall short in front of this child's determination. am sure she would beg in a few years but even that she wud do with courage. coz it requires guts to stretch ur hand in front of someone - i know i dont want to ask for help all the time.

anyways life goes on and so did the train, taking her along far far away - maybe to teach yet another urban, self-involved person like me - a lesson in living.

cheers to that! :)