..when solitude becomes dear..

it came crashing on me..just a day away from my dearest and its already becoming difficult..just the feeling that i cant pick the phone and speak to her when i want, is irritating me..im sure she would be feeling the same...

i used to laugh at those romantic mushy movies when i was in college and i could never believe that people could get so crazy about each other..and today sitting alone at the veranda on a cloudy night i can think nothing else but her!

its actually a mixed feeling..one side im so frustrated at not being able to speak to her..on the other side i feel so fortunate to have some one dear in my life, with whom i can be myself and also the knowledge that she likes me for what i am and not for anything else..

for all those people thinking of making a commitment...my only advice to u...if u think he or she is the one..dont wait..go ahead...its one life and dont loose the opportunity to live it....

what does it take?

thanks to rajesh..finally i saw the movie chakde..the movie did live up to the hype, very well made and i could connect to it emotionally..what got me thinking is how many of us have got what it takes to survive the time kabhir khan spent on his own and the courage to come back..

we ( all "we" to be replaced with "I"..still not comfy using I!) crib on every possible opportunity about the poor state of affairs around us, we blame the government, the unruly public and even sometime the peaceful cow munching grass in the middle of the road!..how many of us have got it in us to stand up and fight against any of this..because we do realise that the comfort we enjoy today might all fly away when we take up a challenge of this sort...

we do confess at times, that our lives lacks purpose and meaning ( mostly over a drink or when you are sitting bored in a airport..)..and we promise ourselves that in the next few days to start something that is meaningful and purposeful...but that is were it ends most of the time, because once the hangover is through the realization of the difficulty pops in..and then who wants to put in all that effort.

the next time i even think of cribbing or complaining i need to first look at myself and question what have i done about it ...

it takes a lot of courage to put all the efforts behind a purpose..most of the times it looks very simple from outside and we have brilliant solutions, but to actually dirty the hands and take up a thankless job takes courage and character..i wish i could pen down something someday that i had done that made a difference...

how else can i end..chakde!

p.s: i was not under any influence when i penned down:)