Happy Valentine's day!

Love is such a beautiful world, there are times where we went fanatic about it, so excited like this is why we were born for!

Now that valentine’s day is around the corner I feel like filling in few lines in here to talk about love and how we all go nostalgic when we come across bouquet shops, archies, online ads, facebook etc . for those newly in love need not be any reminders of valentine’s day this month they would have planned like a month before on what to gift and where to go this special day, how to make each other feel special and so as to steal a kiss or anything of that sort.

For those who plan to propose someone look forward to this day so that they feel empowered like it’s a day designed for them to legally tell what they feel, and here an extra round of planning goes like which is the right place to go on a date, right food, right time to propose, right flowers, chocolates, perfectly right gift…. And a bunch of friends on sms and calls connected to make sure nothing goes wrong.

For those who have passed the stage of newly in love and have come to the stage of just before tying a knot, this would be a very special occasion of showing their love and the attention they give to every detail like her/his favorite restaurant, favorite flowers, perfectly planned day… this is to be remembered for the rest of their lives coz they are going to enter a new phase of life

For those who are newly married they are now a couple, it’s a new life it go to be all new to go out as a couple to get a table booked for a candle light dinner with all those blushes to experience the ‘newly married status’.

For those who have well crossed all above would necessarily mean you must be married now for more than a year or two. This stage need not be all that bad coz for those who are lucky would still get red roses and chocolates, and for those who are not might need to be reminded by the bouquet shops, archies, online ads and facebook.

We all wish life would go like the movie ‘valentine’s day’ where the grandpa cuts roses from garden and places near grandma and she wakes up happy to see them fresh and lovely and grandpa surprises her with a gift, it’s a movie end of the day all that we can’t be we see on a screen so that we know what can make us feel happy.

Want to end with an own quote ‘being in love is like being young you will definitely get older and so does love’

I’m never coming back again!

I am a little girl from top of the hill

‘All the worlds’ love is for me’, said my mama

For I am the only blessing they have

I had never known, a day of loneliness

For I was safe and sound in the nest of care

i was the luckiest girl, In all the kingdom I have known?

Once came a clad riding from down the hill

Spelled a charm from his eyes

I left my abode, to join a new life’s journey

‘Goodbye mama’, will I ever see you hold me again?

One day I opened my eyes, to see a vast desert

Where have I landed?  In the land of no water

The more I walk, the further I sink

The charmer had disappeared

For whom I left the world behind

Now here I am

Searching for life’s oasis….

‘Mama’, I’m never coming back again!

Another love story..

Those days… where have they gone?

Those beautiful long drives in the night, with a hint of romance.  Scared to go home late, feeling bad to leave this enchanting moment.

Tastiest biryani’s and all new experiment in every restaurant we could walk into, we would talk, talk and talk as if the world will end tomorrow and that excitement in which we would share things as and when it happened. I would always start with “you know whatttttt….”

Every Sunday Bangalore would be most profitable coz we bought n number of fruit juice, snacks, biryanis, movies and shopping.

Those movies we saw, did we even know we went for the sake of watching? I would not answer that question. Popcorns we had.. We have spilled more pop corn than actually ate. It was like we would go to movies only for intervals and popcorn

Those fights we had… the fight will be of the silliest reason but to resolve it would take hours and hours through night and day and I believe the telecom companies profit at this single aspect on their earnings.

Online 24/7 was the kind of relationship.. And not sharing the simplest thing for the day is a sin in both the cases.

A flower will bring smiles; a chocolate will bring giggles and love. A ‘love you’ brings the meaning for that day’s living.

A small trip will mean freedom, being kids again, understanding life more together, giving those small gifts to say Christmas is all year.

The name on the phone screen flashes ‘calling’ and my heart would pound fast, smile on my lips and ‘off’ goes the current world out of sight. When it’s U its only U and nobody or nothing else is first.

When we tried to lie parents, the innocence, the fear of getting caught … how bad can it get to be today?

Travelling city to city for each other, one holiday is all we need to dream to see each other, to keep reminding ourselves on things to talk and share.

Feelings of sadness every time we have to leave, when again would we meet again to talk, to share, to fight ?

Life was not at all fair for those limited mobile balances, time restriction to talk, limited time to spend with each other.

We would dream about staying together as a family, it would seem like a princess story and ending happily ever after. We wanted to belong to that fairy tale.

And today I sit and remember all those moments, OH GOSH! It was a wonderful part of my life and I never get to live like that again.

Who said its only college days that we miss later in life, these initial beautiful days of love also never come again even if you end up marrying the same person.

What is life today?

Work 24/7, phone calls only to inform ‘I will be late’, go out only if only any occasion calls for it, going out for a movie is no more for fun or pop corn it’s now a calendar event, when was the last time I heard someone loves me?, I am the reason for airtel’s losses, now fights are very short coz we are getting late for office, now flowers come only if ordered for somebody’s occasion, birthdays become ‘oh I have to buy some gift’ kind of an event, anniversaries become ‘here comes another expense’ kind of obligation, pick up and drop facility now passed on to auto bhaiyyas and meru uncles, not keeping well is now ‘you can manage right?’…

Why do we have to dream? Why do we need to fight the world for it? Why do we get all that happiness when being in love and been loved? Why does that go away so fast? Will it ever come back again? Or is it all lost like those old college days?

We all need answers, answers to our own hearts….

Love- Its complicated!

The concept of love is such a complicated thing… how did our parents manage to get through this complication over so many years?

We see someone, we are attracted, we speak and we understand. This is the person we want to live a life with forever and ever happily…

HAPPILY??? Now that’s a big question mark.

Do love stories ever get solved? Is break-up the only solution if its not working out? To get to the topic of not working out in love what actually goes wrong?

It’s all lovely in the initial stages of love, angels dance in day dreams, you start hearing to your heart beats, every beautiful thing makes you smile, and you feel lighter than a bird. These being very common symptoms you go through this beautiful thing called love, and there comes a next stage of compatibility and understanding.

What happens here? Slowly you start noticing every activity of your partner- what he/she does? Who are his/her friends? And every possible thing about you partner.

There are some things that make you uncomfortable about your partner and same is your partner’s case.

Now, come on! Is there something called made for you- personalised piece in this world? How can you even dream about such a thing, you have not ordered a personalized laptop for goodness sakes!

You have just found yourself another soul like you with a different mind, different thinking, different habits, and different views about life…. In two words a different personality.

Basic facts about relationship for which you do not need to read this novel “men are from mars, women are from Venus” (I didn’t read either)

Your partner remembering your birthday, Valentine’s Day, wedding anniversary and etc days is not compulsory. If he/she is out of station calling you or even informing that he/she is alive is not mandatory Your partner is not on any obligation to know if you had food, slept well, looking good in your new dress, new hairstyle… and a lot of such little cute things.

You need to think twice while speaking to people around you, But be very broadminded if it comes to your partner, let him/her have his own way of prioritizing people.

Make sure you have your own hobby options active like reading novels, watching movies, painting etc. because you need them when u do not have the attention or company you expect from your partner.

I can go on, but considering your patience levels to read the same I am stopping at this. So this is what you need to be trained with to have a perfect relationship going on with zero fights. (ok please do not attempt to find my address or number to get to warn me about stopping such torturous facts to be published in this blog)

Alrite! Alrite! Alrite! Alrite! Now to the actual facts, I am as confused as you are as a reader about “ what is the perfect recipe for love?” well, there is none.

Everyone needs to find their own success recipes in their own way. Please do not purchase stuff like “how to fall in love” “how to sustain in love” how to understand your spouse”.

Coz what’s in a book is a person’s view; it’s his/her point of getting solutions in a relationship. What is your story? What is your expectation? And what is your partner’s? Understand, talk, love, feel, tell …. And then find a solution yourself.

If I can teach you how to love, will this mean I know your partner better?

Love exists, it does. Believe it, feel it. If you still don’t, remember that there is a lifetime to know you and your love, but not believing it can erase everything at this single moment.

Now you are forced to read a little note which i might call a poem.. (love:what all it makes you do!)

Does this happen to love?

Once upon a time a prince rode on the flying horse

Who came from high above the skies

To seek my hand into life

My eyes closed, I stepped ahead of my heart.

Took a vow for the love of my life
My eyes had a billion dreams inside

I dreamt they would unfold in every moment as I step

I am still thinking my hand is in yours

As I am with you leaving my world behind me

I trusted your hand more than my life

I believed in you more than my heart

And If I had to wake up one fine morning

To find all this was a dream,

I would want To sleep forever…

Vibha

(Did i hear an applause? or did you click on something to block my blog?)

I am back!

Hi folks, I know you must have missed me for long now, I just took a break to renew my skills and my ways of communication. Now I know you won’t buy such bullshit, so the fact is I got married and took a year’s break on blogging.

Life has changed a sea after this licensed live-in relation arrangement was done. Had I been a spinster I would have cribbed to have been married, now that I am married I miss the days where there were no rules to my mind. Is it that I am having a tough time coping with a husband material? Not at all.. He is not a husband, he is a rollercoaster. No! Guys, no imaginations on this quote.

I have all the freedom I need, all the permissions required, I need not behave wifey, I need not think for being what I want to be. Then WTF is the problem?

Ok here is a preliminary analysis of the problem I am undergoing. It’s a new law of physics or whatever subject this might fit in to, that when u have something which is what you always wanted, you no longer wish for it. Which is you no longer appreciate that it’s a big thing. Like example I had a lot of restrictions of being the only daughter about things like

Early to home policy,

No movie with friends policy,

No coloring hair policy,

Any salon treatment needs pre approval,

Dress measurements should be a size bigger than you actually are,

Now for all the policies above I wished I had FREEDOM! Now off course I have it. tons and tons of freedom (like I measured it).

Should I not be the happiest wife in the whole world? Haaa there is the catch, now I have freedom so what’s next? Now that is life, just because you wanted something so badly and you get it, your life does not stop at that. What is the next big thing you want is the way of thought. Life would become stagnant if we had everything we want, its like we finished our life in here so lets move to the next world.

The day you have got everything you ever wanted you wil look horrible with wrinkles, not a drop of energy even to think about what you want next. That’s when the invisible world decides ‘alrite pack your bags and disappear’. And then probably you are born again somewhere to learn again, think again, wish again, live again. so, dont stop dreaming...

Ok guys come back, I’ll talk about more such crazy things.

love's labor lost

Arranged marriages have been an integral part of Indian society for centuries, and even today people having their marriages planned by their parents and other respected family-members, with the consent of the bride and groom, does occur. Arranged matches were made after taking into account factors such as the compatibility of the couples' horoscopes, the backgrounds of their families (wealth, social standing) and their castes. The institution of marriage in India is considered a very important one. Thus, parents felt that since they were older and wiser than their progeny, they would be able to find a suitable match for their children with more prudence than the latter. Although most marriages are arranged, some couples are opting for love marriage in urban areas. (Source: Wikipedia)

I guess the small introduction above gives a brief idea about what I am going to speak, these days the word arranged marriage sounds so old fashioned as the practice itself, the invasion of foreign brands, lifestyles, movies, fashion etc has this enormous impact in the way we live that we have forgot that there is something called our culture that existed centuries back but slowly perishing.
Once you have finished the above paragraph I know that you must be thinking I am just another philosopher who is a good preacher but a bad follower. I am not trying to prove that I do not use foreign brands, or do not see Hollywood movies or do not eat a burger at mc Donald’s, Off course 'I do'. The point is we are so busy following the culture which is not ours that we also don’t realize what are the pros and cons of opting a love marriage over arranged.

Well lets back to the actual story, lets picturise this “how do you decide to fall in love?”, I would say most of the times the girl/boy does not know anything about the other but still are attracted to each other which you may call it love at first sight, or teenage or whatever. Now these are strangers but still they get into a relationship called love not even knowing where it might lead them to, and we see “n” number of failures be it the guy cheated, or the girl found him boring, or that it’s a contractual dating. I am not trying to prove there are no failed marriages, sure there are. But atleast you need not have to leave your family, or break your parent's trust; when u fall in love the first time or get married in an arranged scenario its all the same, its only after the actual relationship comes into picture the compatibility is proved. So why cheat your parent’s trust?, why run away from home?, why hurt others feelings?. Don’t you think it is being pure selfish when you just think about your happiness.


You need care, you need love, you need guidance, you need financial assistance, you need social recognition and you need all these only till you get into this magic called love!, you’ll never realize how much you have hurt until your own kid runs away with some stranger.
I am not against love, but I am against lovers who think they are always right and don’t give a damn to their parent’s opinion whom they mistake to be those opposing parents in a certain love story of a movie. Before you leave your parents for the loved one, just think once again that,

“You are somebody because of those parents, and if you are a nobody you’d probably not have been chosen by your loved one”.