Saturday, 31 December 2016

The Magical Moment


It's less than two hours away from midnight. Another whole year gone. A bustle of activities around,  a heap of whatsapp texts, meeting plans and phone calls...while all I want at the moment is to be on my own. That's what it does to you, the new year eve, a tinge of melancholy in your nostalgia as a recap of the gone year plays in your mind.

The last time I was here, there were decorations and cakes and crackers. There were people in plenty around; laughter and togetherness. Nothing seemed amiss as we started our countdown. Ten ... nine ... eight ... the whole colony gathered up, the neighbor's little girl being lifted high by the ... the kids readying themselves to attack the cake ...four...three...the crackers beginning to burst ... two ... one ... and before I could get involved in the oncoming mess, my phone rings.

"Happiiee New Year!!" My bestie screamed from the other end, and suddenly all I wanted was some calm in the chaos. I wished she was there with me right then, along with some others who I missed. There I was on phone, far from the madding crowd of celebration. It made me wonder, who would I rather be with?

Strangely enough, her call had reminded me of the previous new year eve, an entirely different scenario (and not so good one at that) and how far I'd gotten since then. The metamorphosis of a year lay bare before me as she spoke. Now here I am hidden away from the hostellers, waiting for that magical new year feeling to show up. And I'm still waiting.

What's the ideal way to spend this day? With friends in a dinner party clinking champagne bottles? With family cutting a small cake from the dining table? With your laptop screen of a countdown clock and a dozen people to chat with? Or perhaps just a solitary space for yourself to reflect on as you listen to the world celebrate. And feel the magic.

Another day of much pomp and fun awaits. The new year resolutions, the selfies, the status updates, and what not. Before we fall back to another year of broken resolutions, engaging days and the normalcy, let's just pause here for a moment, and be.

The vibe is around you if it's within you.

Happy new year folks. Maybe call that friend of yours. It's a magical moment. :)


Monday, 19 December 2016


Mirror Balls & Confetti:  We are the quiet ones

They sat in the same table like good old friends with so much to catch up on.

She stood in the corner with her cup, watching them.

Two choices lay before her. Awkward fake courtesies, or comfortable solitude.

Sunday, 11 December 2016

Surprise !

Source: istockphoto

It was Christmas eve. All houses down the lane were studded with X'mas lights in their balconies. One couldn’t see many Christmas trees around here, Christians being scarce in the vicinity. In one of these homes were a little girl who found the absence of Christmas trees and Santa Clause deeply upsetting.

Friday, 2 December 2016

The Transition

Source: Wilkinson 

Board topper. Best outgoing student of the year. School leader. Everybody had a similar story to tell. And yet here we were with blank heads in the exam hall.

Wednesday, 30 November 2016

Being Versatile

What better way for a comeback to the blogosphere than with a blogger award post! A big thanks ( and also a bear hug) to Upasna for nominating me for the Versatile Blogger Award! With more than one and a half month of a no-show in the blogging world, I needed this to remind me that I should get back on track.

Monday, 10 October 2016

First Year Troubles #MondayMusings

Source: Lesson 695

So we're just back from classes and chilling in our hostel rooms, swiping through whatsapp messages when we suddenly hear rushing footsteps in the corridor. The next moment, our door bangs open to reveal a panting girl ready to explode. I could've sworn she was going to say "Troll in the dungeons!", but then all she said was - "They're coming!" That was enough though.

Wednesday, 21 September 2016

I am Grateful :)

I lay beside the window watching the night sky. The lights are out and my roommates have slept. The sky is cloudy, leaving not a single star in sight. But my mind isn't on the sky, it's still reminiscing in the day's events. There is a smile planted on my face. To that, I am grateful.