Teetotaler

The doorbell rang and I opened the door. She was standing right there staring at me. I stared right back and I knew it instantly – it was love at first sight. I wanted to hold her, pick her up, twirl her around, and cuddle her all at once. But then what if she runs away? Such were my initial thoughts when I met little Anika for the first time. Anika is the two year old niece of my flat mate. Having heard umpteen stories about her, combined with my” not- so-usual’ love for tiny tots, I was longing to meet her one day. And there the day came before I knew it! My flat mate brought her home all the way from Chennai while her sister paid her a visit here in Bangalore. Cute Little Anika has big eyes, brownish- black hair that ends in curls, an angelic smile and energy that is a little exceptional for a two year old girl. Not to forget her out of the world grasping capacity and clear diction. All this make it a pleasure to start a conversation with her. I’ve always been curious about child ps...

Never did force this weight on any Empathy was never an option to many An angel inside me I always see All around probably agree with me Doesn’t the one have a heart that beats? Or is breaking one just another treat? Waited and waiting why to bother? Cause can’t become like any other. The mind works and hard at that The heart emerging the wretched brat One day it shall rot and die Crosses and cuts and silent cries An unjustified end sailed past And a wicked smile it did cast.

Scene 1: Walking into the apartment complex. The badminton court filled with colour and people happily covered in colour and muck! Me: (Thinking) Escape!! I try to take the lift on the other side of the apartment. Phew! Not a soul in sight! Scene 2: Two little girls covered in colour. Girl one: Didi can I put this on you? (Referring to the colour mixed in water) Me: (Thinking) how sweet, she is asking me permission before hand. Phew! My reply: Uh…No not now Before I can complete the sentence…. SPLASH!!!!! Girl two: Didi, you know what?? Me: Yeah?   (Wiping my face) Girl one: You are a fool! (Giggling hysterically) Me:   Tell me something new!…   Both girls: HAPPY HOLI!!!! Me: Same to you! And I head towards the badminton court to complete the quota! WISH YOU ALL A HAPPY AND COLOURFUL HOLI. Enjoy and have a blast J J

A casual comment can just lighten up my day or anyone’s day for that matter! But is it because it is a compliment or is it because of the impact behind the reason for the compliment? I think it’s the latter. Today I happened to drop by the supermarket to pick up a few things. While waiting in line at the cashier’s, a lady tapped me on my shoulder and said “You have a beauuutiful smile”. There was a twinkle in her eye and a smile on her face which spoke a million words. I thanked her for the compliment and realized I was elated mainly because I felt I made her feel pleasant. I felt I had done something good that day although unknowingly. It made me feel positive. Think positive, smile and wish everyone well. You never know how a simple, pleasant thought can move things around you J

Transition is an inevitable element in any being and a person with a contradicting personality probably experiences it not at every junction but probably at every two steps on the road travelled. But can a twist in a personality within a time span of 22 hours be explained? Transitions perhaps need not be absorbed with fear or disgust. But when transformation is the outcome – loneliness, confusion, in capabilities set to sink in. “Nothing to ponder about “might be the most convenient way to overcome it. But after a déjà vu once, twice, thrice a feeling of emptiness, depression, sometimes even a solution to overcome fear become the outcome. At times giving away to let emotions trickle down those cheeks might not comfort for more than 5 moments. Such is the strength of transition when the needle simply doesn’t point to that dot; a very Big dot at that.

Maybe not the best I saw; for all I know greener pastures could thaw But come again, I look forward to everything and anything yet in store; Bigger, brighter, Brighter , bigger A whirlpool of events that churn into a shimmer Cos all is not permanent and a good thing at that ! Everything to change at a drop of a hat A positive adobe on my head A feel I get when I hit the bed……. 2011 , You’ve made me wiser, older and kinder- Thank you for that Hearty Welcome 2012- I shall embrace you with all due respect J

What’s Bangalore’s biggest nightmare? Those in mansions and bungalows can escape it once they are inside their homes. The roadside, slums, villages are filled with it. It is the city’s most dreaded enemy. With rising piles of garbage across town, Bangalore is on the verge of saturation with added pressure on landfills and age- old technologies. Solid waste management takes committed and responsible implementation of waste collection, handling and disposal. With the deep corruption and irresponsible officials, which includes regulators and engineers, it will be very hard to solve this crisis. All those contractors mishandling their contracts should be jailed and be kept away from getting such contracts, so future contractors do an honest job, hopefully. But can anyone point out the exact reason for this crisis? The success and failure of waste management can be attributed to several factors that may seem obvious such as proper disposal of waste, participation of the community, hiring th...