And I Said Goodbye...

Beginnings and culminations are an intrinsic feature of our lives. While beginnings excite us, a lot of us don't know how to manage when something culminates or is on the verge.

I am one such person....ouch!! The feeling of letting go has this weird effect on me. I suck at goodbyes. When I'm past a point, I don't think back or look back but reaching that point is the journey that I cringe about. 

Well it was time to set upon one such journey and trust me it's not all cake walk. Each day I question the need to say goodbye, each day I look in the mirror and ask "how do I move past this point", each day I wonder what's in store next.

And I don't know the answer to any of the zillion questions popping all around me. I wish it was as easy as for a leaf when if breaks away and just flies with the gush of wind. I wish, I could just fly past like that.

In all these past years, one thing that I have learned is that goodbyes take their own time. All that you can do is to wave back and wait for the wind to blow all over you and take you to a new direction....a new beginning...

Till then...goodbye... 

As You Turn One...

This one too is delayed by many days but better late than never...

You my dear....are the shining light in all our lives. Our day starts with you and it also ends by being around you. Everyday, their is something new about you. Be it a new garbled word that you utter or a new cherubic expression that you floor us with....

Every minute that I am away from you, I sense that I'm missing so much of you. It's you, who makes me drive back quickly from work so that I can catch a quick glimpse of you before you go off to your daily date with the angels... I fail miserably on most days though...

Every afternoon, I wait to hear your steps, coming towards me to wake me from my slumber. Nobody can think of waking me the way you do. Every time you flash that dimpled smile of yours, I part of me just lights up.

Every time you hold up your hands, looking at me with those puppy eyes and you're my only saviour expression, I can't hold myself back from melting and showering you with kisses.

I hope you know how precious you are to me, to all of us. You have changed our lives in a way that only you can manage and even a day without you being around is a day gone unfulfilled. 

So as you turn one...my dear...here's wishing for all the world's happiness to come and tickle your lovely curls, shower their lucky charm over you, may all the angels above keep a loving watch over you; may each day turn out to be happier than the day gone by; may you always be surrounded with people who love you & care for you; may you revel in the feeling that you are dearly loved.

Happy one... my honey bun, sugar plum....

The Days Of Wanderlust...

Sometime 2 months back, I wrote about slipping away and fleetingly mentioned about the days of wanderlust. Though delayed, here it comes. 

November of 2014 saw me craving for a time out from the daily chaos and the thought of a second solo trip firmed up. Where did I want to go? To the hills for sure. Being the earthy sea goat, there is something about the mountains that calms me down.

Then came an extended weekend that saw me rushing to Dharamsala & McLeodganj. Many asked, why a solo trip and I questioned back - Why not? 

Resort...checked, train tickets... checked, list of places to visit...checked. Thus began the journey. A train till Pathankot and then a 2 hour early morning drive was all I needed to get all charged up for the trip. Everything just fell into place with the ideal resort, the helpful cabbie and loads of time at hand.

Three uninterrupted days of travel saw me quench my visual thirst for the unseen & gorge on some local cuisine. I must have clocked hundreds of kilometres scouting through Kangra Valley, Dharamsala & McLeodganj.

What took my breath away? Probably everything I saw. Be it the tea garden or the monastaries or the mighty Dauladhar range or the Bhagsunag falls or the streets full of people running away to their destinations or 

Something that will always stay etched in my heart - the beautiful cricket ground surrounded by the snow peaked mountains. Every time I feel rushed, I close my eyes and go back to that moment when I was there surrounded by the mountains.

There is so much to write about those 3 days but then it would become too long a post and thus am trying to limit my thoughts to a few words only. 

All good things come to an end and so did these lovely 3 days. Did I find what I was looking for? Maybe yes & maybe not. I found another place I fell in love with however, I didn't find the missing ingredient to calm my chaos.

Well until the next wanderlust bug gets to me....adios amigos...