My Musings

I was cleaning up my old blog articles and finding the ones that had got lost in my Drafts folder and never got posted and found this one - and felt it deserved to be posted. Because what a coincidence! I was doing something this weekend that resonated with what I just started to write here... I read an interesting article in The Young World (in fact go to touching the newspaper after a long time) yesterday - which set me thinking.  We live in times of excess - excess of everything - that we probably dont realize the sweetness of missing something or the value of anything at all!  I was cleaning up my kids cupboard and found about 7 boxes of crayons - each one of them opened and probably used just once or twice ; 15 pens of different shapes , sizes and types; 34 pencils ; 42 erasers of all different shapes, colors and fragrances ; 16 sharpeners (why would ever need more than 1 sharpener at a given point beats me!) - and all of these are not even bought by me !!! They all are part

The first time I heard this song from PK - I really did not give it much thought. But when I heard it on the big screen again - while watching the visuals, the song just stuck to be like glue.  Today, when this song plays I cannot do anything else, but just sit back, close my eyes and focus only on the lyrics and the pain of the truth in Sonu's voice. There are many a times in our own lives, when we have asked this same question - "Bhagwan hai kahan re tu?".. It could be one of those countless times when we are experiencing the loss of a close one, a defeat - professional or personal, or a time when we feel that once again we are having to struggle to get even the basic things correct and that we are tired of having to fight again ; or even those times when we helpless hear of atrocities like rape, murder, mob-destruction happening in the city/country... 

Maya had her 4th month shots yesterday and I noted something strange. The night she had her 2nd month shots we watched 'Dasavatharam' - thanks to the Mr. who held Maya all the time. And Yesterday night we watching a little part of "Kuselan" - thanks to Maya - who slept a bit early (maybe it was the shots). One starring the "universal hero" and the other starring his rival "superstar" - What a coincidence huh? The Mr. and I are not a great fan of movies - in the sense that we need to watch every movie that gets released - but are a fan of GOOD movies - old or new and make a point to watch the special and good ones.

Once in a while this post comes back ... because there is no specific topic to write about but a mix of many small small things. Why do the best of thoughts and ideas come at a time when I cannot pen (sorry key) them down. I almost wrote the entire blog in my mind while cycling back today and now cant recall a single word of it ! Arghhh! Yesterday was one of those days that came after a long long time in my life - when I just did not feel like doing a single single thing - could have sat a wrote this then - but just could not life my pen (oops sorry press a key down).  Life has been whizzing past with various milestones happening, some being jotted down hurriedly in the book of memories, some just lost in dusted pages of my own brain.  My dad has always hated me listening to bollywood songs , but I have always felt that my life has been connected with just those songs in one way or the other - or maybe I made the connection myself. Can't say - the mind is such a curious toy.