Life in all it's Simplicity after the storm!

Some of the little joys we enjoyed as kids were just thinking that being together depended solely on 2 people! Just the "You" and the "Me". Little did we even know about that cruel thing or even not so cruel thing called Fate. And then we grow a little older and we realize that things just do not go our way! And that's when we decided to name that particular event in our life as Fate!



Those are the dreaded times we wish Pandora had never opened that dreaded box which we know so popularly as "Pandoras Box". That box which brought out pain, suffering and all the evils life had! It's easier to believe in mythology at times and blame it on that one person. Not once thinking whether we were right!



And sometimes Life just goes on! Even if you are broken into a 100 different pieces it just goes on!
For Calvin, it's so much more easier to confide in his toy tiger Hobbes because Hobbes would never hurt Calvin! And sometimes it's all the more easier to stay away and avoid getting hurt. And then we think again!
It's always so easy watching out for what's ahead of us that we fail to enjoy the moment.

We try to avoid the fact that we were really offended and really hurt. Who are we fooling?




Words are the only thing which have the power to slice and seer the heart, sometimes even worse than an arrow.


And when the hurt of the rudeness somehow manages to find it's way back to the giver. The receiver of the rudeness has that smug which says, "Ha! He actually isn't that stone hearted!" but then we refuse to let go of the event because we believe that some people deserve "A Swift kick in the butt"


And then we wonder





And then we realize we couldn't ask for anything better. Because deep inside each of our hearts, we know whether we like it or not, "We have to, are going to be and forever will be there for each other!"



Because they are those people we've known forever, who know us in a way that other people don't, because they have seen you change and most importantly let you change!

What's the big deal about it?

“Life, weddings, relationships, road trips, gardening, making out, haircuts: few of the fun things in life which always go as expected.” 

The few things which interest us are so few but yet they have the magnanimity to make up for everything which do not interest us. One of the very few things which has always interested me was weddings and they will continue to intrigue me.

I, like every other girl have my perception of my dream wedding. Every girl wants their wedding to be just perfect. It is so easy to say it out loud to the world but when it comes to implementing it, like anything else in the world it is sometimes a tedious task. I have two wonderful sisters and they have had their perceptions on the perfect wedding. I was too small to help them out in the tiny details but I’m pretty sure I could avoid on all the errors they made after life's too short to learn from your own mistakes only!

This blog is dedicated to those little things which make us happy and glow on that special day. I belong to a Syrian Christian family and Marriages here is a very important event! it is not the event where 2 people have decided to live with each other the rest of their lives it is also the marriage of 2 families. Every girl has her dream wedding. So do I! I want a White wedding with only 125 guests invited. (The number will change for all it’s worth!) But it’s a girl’s dream and who is anyone to snatch it away from her? After all, the Bride is the showstopper of the day! The princess whose getting married. And the parents of the Bride would have it no other way!

A White Wedding is hard to explain but a picture can always speak a thousand words.

OR something like the one I have posted before...

It is obviously going to be an arduous task to find takers for my idea but not if I actually worked on it?

Why would I want someone to plan my wedding when everything, every minutest detail is in my head?

So here I am taking it as a task to find the different themes I could enjoy, starting with the White wedding theme!

Appacha!

It's been over a decade and I still miss you terribly. A lot of things would have been different if only you were here with me. But you've taught me so much in such a little time. It's hard to keep your legacy alive but I keep trying every single day. You were my first best friend, my first story teller, my first mentor and guide, my first protector. You formed a lot of my first's. You were my Super Hero!
I know you look from above and I can feel you pushing me on when things go wrong and I just do not want to carry on. I know you still beam proudly when I have accomplished something. You keep reminding me of all the simple things in life - Giving a smile to someone when the whole world is crumbling around you, cause you never know what that smile could do. Giving the little you have to the one who needs it more than you. To Forgive and Forget all the wrong done to you, however hard it may sound at first. The one way talks I have with you and your reply being a miracle. I know at times I sound kiddish but these are the little things which push me on in life.
After all, I have the rights to act kiddish cause I was your favorite and you were always and will always be my favorite. I love you Appacha!

A Walk with Her!

He seemed like the perfect guy minus the adjectives which she had for him plus the few flaws. She thought to herself, If giving him a chance would make her happy then why not do something which would make herself happy? Irrespective of the fact that she would be hurt in the long run! No one wants to get hurt not when they already know what it feels like and she was no exception to the rule. Maybe as her friends said she was just grieving over the possible outcomes in the future and just not giving her present a chance! After all, he did make her happy! Wasn't that all that mattered? Why did he seem to matter? Why did she feel the need to share everything with him? Why did she feel the need to be with him. She had a beautiful present, a wonderful future or so she thinks. He just came and threw everything out of perspective for her. She wanted to think with her heart but thought it best to think with her mind. She wishes that everything was not that tough. She wishes everything was a bed of roses minus the thorns. If only wishes were like airplanes in the night sky! 

A Walk with Her!

Have you ever fallen in love the "Head over Heels" manner with someone? It's difficult to explain the feeling until we really do experience it. For each one of us it's different. For her it was too. She found her's to be extremely weird. She always knew the heel of Achiles was her heart. But this time her mind was seriously not functioning properly. All she knew was that little things would always continue to make her happy, be it listening to someone share what they did and did not do during the entire course of the day even though it was only 9 in the morning. Smiling at herself realising the person did expect her to listen and reciprocate. And grinning realising someone was not giving her space to talk and that she did not mind it one bit. "How weird?" was all that could cross her mind. She wondered whether it was just another easy fling for him or just another conquest he could add to his hat a few years down the lane or maybe he was interested in her girlfriends or maybe just maybe he was interested in just her. The But's and the Maybe's and the If's and the Um's filled up her mind. She knew she was nearing the end of the cliff. And she also realised if she fell off the cliff which she most probably would, she would never know if he would be there to catch her at the bottom.
Life's so unpredictable. But it seems fun till the Hurt-a-thon begins.  

Weirdness!

I've been an introvert most of my life. It's more of a trying to be wary type of introvert. And to get some of the nicest people and to befriend them in just 17 days is not a feat. It's the fact that we became close to the point that it hurt to know that we may never see the likes of each other ever again. Whoever thought 17 days of being together would culminate in this. The names we formed for each other, the way we pulled each other's legs. The new form's of communication we developed- the incomplete sentences and the completion of the incomplete sentences. The way we understood each other, the bond we formed. Nothing seems to even come close to the fact that all these things actually happen in the corporate world. Or maybe, just maybe all of us as people were really nice at heart. It's become something we can't live without yet something we must learn to live without. If 17 days were so much fun, I wonder if each of us had not switched into our respective processes whether we would have become more close minus the fight for the fittest or we would have grown farther apart plus the fight for the fittest. And just as if to prove that we were all meant to be together, all the processes now run under one Tech Park. It's funnily weird, how random things in Life can make a big difference to the small things which run our lives each day.

A Walk with Her!

Has it ever just taken a second to turn something around. Probably a cover up for a lie, something which would brighten up someone's day? It was the same with her. It took her more than a few seconds to trust this person and it takes every alternate second to doubt the person. If only she could form a stable opinion. Could she ever? Would she ever? Her mind always thought in the sanest possible way but her heart. It was always her "Heel of Achiles" and forever would be.
She hated this person from the very core of her heart. But something strummed on her heart and it echoed out saying, "Let go and You will never know!" She didn't know when she did let go but her mind had already started losing the battle. And she really doesn't know! She wonders whether she can hold on. It is evident somethings make her happy and she can't stop talking about it. But it scares her no end to know that she would be proved totally wrong. Would she be proved wrong all over again?
The flutter is obvious, the skip of a heart beat is even more obvious, the glow is the most obvious! She's used to getting hurt by now but does she want to get hurt again. Would she be able to take it all over again? Does she want to give it a try all over again? Oh Boy, aren't we in for a hell lot of fun?