Ode.....

Came across a friend's post on me!!!!! :D

And the last line was edited, thanks to me... and his edited line proves it.


http://abstractalternative.blogspot.in/2012/01/ashish-weds-kritika.html

Marriage???

Yesss, we are still not out of this marriage thingy! Read ON...

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Are you kidding? A common story of every household, we are sure it is. Something which we wonder when our mothers start turning the pages of the family history and traditions, telling which family member married at what age. “Do you know that your aunt got married at 19, and your uncle was just 20 when he took the plunge?" "Ah, it's an old tale; isn't marrying at a naive age of 25, considered a child marriage in this android world?"

Are you kidding? You are just 25. What about your education? What have you further planned? It is going to be tough. "Ah, it's an old tale; weren't you just 20 when you got married? I am sure it's going to be a cakewalk instead of a tightrope.”

Fellas, if you are still pondering about what you are reading, to give you some idea, these are just few bombarded questions with eyes that reflected dilemma and doubts. Getting settled at an age when fame and money intoxicate you, killing every fear and eliminating all ifs and buts, believing in that voice that

comes from within, and getting captivated by each other's charms; this is what it was all about!

Life, which is like a river since its origin, slowly starts learning the tricks of the world; at this youthful age, flows with vigor to change the world around itself with the energy nobody has witnessed or encountered. And magically, comes to halt for a while when someone softly touches that corner of your heart! That

magic, that scintillating and mesmerizing experience, that beauty and that fervent passion, all have their destiny carved to resonate into a musing of fascinating expedition.

And it is now when the question arises in you, “Should I run behind something which I can never hold forever (read youth), or should I live this moment holding hand of the one who will be there with me perpetually?” It's a decision which can create ripples in the silent sea. And at an age of novice, when parents think you still are their obedient kid, you take that inherent choice which is soaked in the essence of those muses. And we chose to continue holding that hand, unlike many others whose souls get weak with jitters of unknown future. We aren't sure either how our tomorrow would look like, but what we see now is present as beautiful as a dream; colored with the happiness we share, sprinkled with glitters of our love, and cushioned in the glass of our amazing world. It's deceiving, it's incredible and it's indelible; what we experience.

And like a chef, we do not miss to garnish our lives with the right amount of spicy fights, crispiness of teasing, sweetness of gifts and beauty of our togetherness; as the Almighty would do with his special preparations! As we believe, that special moments are still in the making….

(Kritika and Ashish, are both alumni of 2010 batch of B. Tech. They believed in themselves and joined in wedlock on 29 Jan 2012 conceiving a life full of bliss and joy. We extend our best wishes to the beautiful couple for a happy and prosperous conjugal life ahead).

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Folks, the above post was an article composed by us, and published in SRIJAN 2012, the annual magazine of our alma-mater MNNIT, Allahabad! :)

New Year... And a new life!!!

Life is strange! Every turn has an unexpected guest waiting, and every guest brings 'new'... A new person, a new challenge, a new hope or simply a new smile!!

The eventful new year 2012 has ushered in; nevertheless, the countdown for the new life has started. With less than a month in kitty, manifold and mammoth tasks of planning, managing and implementing leave me simply lost at the end of the day! If I have stepped further or fallen back, always remains a question worth a ponder.

With the entire month of December having passed traveling (3 train journeys and almost 7000 kms), I am left with little time to spend with myself, with friends and of course this patterned schedule of life. At times I wonder, I am gonna miss the flat, miss my friends and miss everything that I tend to sideline and ignore.

Last night was the new year eve. Few old friends and conversations from the past relived everything. It seemed that it would have been much simpler if only laughter could take this world forward. Alas, it needs much more.

There are umpteen thoughts. Almost a year back, I lost my grandparents. Luckily, they hadn't lost each other; for my grandfather passed away just 25 days after my grandmother did. They left a lot behind, and most importantly, they left tiny stories of appreciation for their love, care and attitude. Why I mention this is because, it is now that their 1-yr death rituals have been/will be performed. With fervent respect, I bow before them for their blessings to celebrate the beginning of this 'new'.

A new journey...

This post comes at a time when this 'tiny lyf' has taken an entirely new course of path in the unexplored journey!

I am pretty sure that with the announcement that was made on one of the most beautiful days in our lives on Oct 9, you shall be able to discover the concealed identity of the previous post! Without fail, the post was in sync with my inner thoughts and poured all my feelings on itself. For the very few people who knew things in advance, they labelled it has Pre-marriage jitters! I shall not call them naysayers or illogical. Perhaps, they were right as a lot did change in terms of all one can think of, that made me a little scared, gullible and tremble.

With a new role to play in the next few months; an umpteen number of desires, responsibilities, expectations, fulfillment and yet many other XYZ, surface in the hearts of another ample number of people. It wouldn't be wrong to say that it keeps me on tenterhook now, for I need to prove yet another identity of mine to the people around.

I also now believe that I will have to rethink thrice (and not just twice), before I do not let my pair of jeans be unwashed for almost half a year, or wear another crushed shirt to office or keep myself unshaved for another coming week. Low-waist trousers and jeans, a semi-untucked shirt with the sides oozing out, my kiddo bag to the office, a favorite 10-year old shirt (Believe me, it still fits me well :P), my entire wardrobe of slight changes in the last 8 years and a plenty of such other things will find their way to heaven and eternal peace now.

Life is going to change, and I am confident that this change is going to be as beautiful as she is! And it is going be a comfortable transition with her by my side.

The Reincarnation, is what I label this....

Yet another struggle and yet another post..... It seems that every time I would make an effort to pen down, it would not just be the 'effort'. It would be a marathon of wishes versus laziness. Who wins, is another herculean task to decide :)

There is a reason why this post has been titled 'The reincarnation'. I could never imagine this blog finding its way into its grave, for I assumed that blogging would become my passion, my confidant and my solace. However, my presumptions were futile!

From the moment this blog had been lucky to get its first post, a lot has transitioned. These months were the time of test, a test of patience, a test of strength and a test of knitting the otherwise un-knit relations. Probably, I might end up writing a lot tonight, for tonight, I call it rebirth~! :D

Dreams were shunned, nipped in the bud without blossoming and never winged to fly! Life had changed its course from its path, and the angularity of this change was stupendous. I was tired, I lost all my energy to divert to the new path and somehow losing myself in the long run; losing the essence of myself and losing the belief and confidence I always boasted of. Yet, I moved on the recourse trying to discover the beauty of the unexplored journey I had in store; with no muse, no charm and no zeal to welcome the unexpected.

It is said that dreams are your own imagination. Slowly, in this new journey, I discovered new avenues, new hopes and new aspirations; new enough to let me muster up courage to recollect those tiny pieces of shattered dreams and reframe the entire jigsaw to give them new names and a new beauty to feel. And yes, I realized how much resemblance does one's life has with a roller-coaster ride. Everyone says about the ups and downs of this ride. However, what we miss is to unearth the fact that the phase of ups to downs gives you that inertia to reach a new height; and a height above every previous milestone :)

Just yesterday, I came across these lines "I know God will not give me anything I can't handle. I just wish that he didn't trust me so much."

This line was a booster to my morale and then I felt

"The quest for a new destination has begun".....

The beginning....

Hours, days and years..... It has been long since I have been trying to fight back with the reticence and resilience within me to dash into an unexplored world of blogging!! Something pulled me back, perhaps it was that fear of emoting down a little too much or the desire of not being followed :)

If domain parking had been a crime, I would be on Google's tracklist for having reserved a blog adding no business value to the giant.

Putting in all the extra efforts of bookmarking this 'unpopular' blog on my homepage to practising out daily schedules so that this activity was on the list, I tried every might of mine... But alas, nothing could ever let my fingers hop on the keyboard for this 'tinylyf'..

Never late, as it is said, it finally happens today!

A start is always marked by dreams, aspirations, hopes and an auspice. What should this start imbibe with itself? Should it talk about the stories of the past, the cacophony of the present or the dilemma of the future? Well, there's much more to say in every of those three short, yet profound words.....


So folks, there's much more to come... Keep following :)