Friday, June 3, 2011

Of Pigtails & Chubby Cheeks...


When we tread down the memory lane, flashes from the past walk by. They bring a smile (well most of them I guess), and make us think - Oh! I so wish those days could come by.

One such memory is that of-

Pigtails and Chubby Cheeks.
Lets call them P&CC.

So, P&CC have more or less been an inseparable part of our childhood. The silky soft tendrils that curl at the end.... the soft curve of that teeny weenie cheek....

Every P&CC has a story to tell.

The Five Pigtails

It tells the story of a mother -daughter. They used to have a ball of a time while mommy dearest pigtailed her daughter's tender strands. It tells the story of a concerned mother, who didn’t want her child to feel the simmering heat of summers and thus she ensured that the strands were securely tied away.

The Chutney Bath

It tells the story of a baby's soft n fluffy cheeks, way before the Johnson & Johnsons of the world were discovered. The magical potion of butterfat and raw milk did the wonders. As a kid, my brother used to call it the “Chutney Bath” and would look forward to the extra attention that Ma gave.

The Disheveled Pigtails

It tells the story of mischievous siblings. Brother bear troubles the baby sister and as they play, fight, twist or turn, the pigtails become disheveled. Is any body bothered by that? Nah….it just goes unnoticed in all the playful mayhem.

The Chubby Cheeks

It tells the story of the cutest and the softest cheeks that got kissed…pinched…and caressed innumerable times. Someone wanted to bite them gently while someone sighed – “ I wish I had soft cheeks like those….”. This moment used to be a proud moment for mommy-daddy duo. Their darling baby had arrived….really arrived….

The Colorful Pigtails

It tells the story of a starry eyed mother who dotes on her babies and loves to dress ‘em up. She cannot stop herself from buying pretty hair accessories and adorn them on her child’s beautiful strands. With each strawberry clip, each colored bead, each pearly hair band that she ties….her smile widens. “My baby cutest!!” is all she can think.

I could go on and on but these stories won’t end. These stories or rather memories would always stay in our hearts and even help us get through not so good times.

I still remember, every time I would step out to take an exam, my mother dearest would always tell me-

“If you feel stressed out, black out coz you don’t know the answer or you think that the time is ticking too fast……Take a deep breath and think of the cutest baby you have ever come across. Think of its kissable cheeks and crazy pigtails (aka P&CC). The memory will bring a smile and the smile in turn would bring back the courage to face the test. Go out and do your best”.

Tara dearest!! Here I want to tell you that whenever the going gets tough…it is your pigtails & chubby cheeks that I think about. It is you who make me smile during my dark hours.

And I thank you for that.

(PS) – dedicated to Tara, daughter of a very dear family friend. She is the most beautiful child, I have ever come across. In fact her pigtails and mine are absolutely alike.

Wednesday, May 4, 2011

Remember that you are very special. NO ONE can play your role better than you...


Five years back, as I was on the brink of entering the dungeons of the Corporate World, I was excited, nervous, and bubbling with enthusiasm. The only thought that splashed across my mind was that- I am going to be the wind of change; I shall bring about a difference.

Each year brought in new learnings, both good and not so good. At times, faith dwindled and other times, it got restored. Rough patches tested my strength and many times left me weakened.

For the last two years, I have been associated with one of India's leading entertainment company. Trust me...working for an entertainment company leaves no room for entertainment and fun in one's life. Its been a roller coaster ride. Two months of peaceful operations is always followed by 3 months of chaos. 

Presently, as I wade through one of my toughest phases of employment (physically, emotionally, mentally), a teeny weeny error in the network servers of a telecom agency brought in a welcome respite.

My aunt works for SBI and often texts me motivational quotes sent by her company's L&D team. 

Day before yesterday was one of the toughest days at work and by the end of the day, I was really down and out. While I drove back in a daze, a beep of my mobile woke me up from my trance. I happily flouted a traffic rule and decided to read the text message then and there. It read - 

"Remember that you are very special. NO ONE can play your role better than you."

The text brought a smile to my face and I focused back on the road ahead. Then comes another beep and yet another message, not once...not twice...but ten times. I had received ten new texts over a period of two hours and all of them read - 

"Remember that you are very special. NO ONE can play your role better than you."

I read the same text ten times and each time it lifted my dying spirit by one notch. By the time I dozed off on my laptop, the only thought that circled in my mind - 

"Remember that you are very special. NO ONE can play your role better than you.

The morning dawned upon and the gloomy day (yesterday) waited to start along. As I battled the traffic and valiantly sailed through, the familiar beep of text message took me by surprise. Who could be texting me at 0730 hours?

Once again, I broke the traffic rule and read the text. It read - 

"Remember that you are very special. NO ONE can play your role better than you."

By the time I reached office, I had received the same text five more times. I felt much lighter and better equipped to face what the day had in store for me.

Now, as I look back, I thank the One Above, I thank my aunt,I thank her telecom provider, I thank her L&D team. They all worked together to make me feel better. They all made me believe -

 "Remember that you are very special. NO ONE can play your role better than you."

Sunday, February 27, 2011

Faithful Ford...

He loved the brand...
He believed in this brand...

He had vowed...
Whenever he would buy...
He would buy from this brand...

It was his second Ford...
He loved it to the core...

The heavy metal delighted him...
The plush interiors excited him...

The Ford beckoned him...
Crooned to him...

My Master dearest...
I'm waiting to delight you...

With my speed and strength...
I am all set to excite you...

My loyalties lie with you...
Believe in me, as I believe in you...

When testing waters neared...
The Ford did not fear...

In all the mayhem, it bore the brunt...
Alas! It was the Master...
The Mortal...
Who failed to survive the brutal accident...

A few minutes before...
He had tinkered with the loyalty...

The seat belt wasn't worn...
And it led to heart breaking calamity...

I had saved you that last time...
Had you not tinkered with me...
I would have saved you this time...


The lonely Ford cries today...
My Master!! Where have you gone...

I am still the same loyal Ford...
Why didn't you take me along...

Rest In Peace...


The only Superman...
His daughter Kuki knew...

His Superman tattoo...
Cloned her view...

The only Peenut...
His friends knew...

Can't do without him...
Was everybody's view...

The husband...
Who lovingly called his wife Chottu...

The hotelier...
Who dearly loved his Tofu...

The father...
Who loved to haggle time with darling daughter...

He would do anything...
To see the smile on the face of his daughter...

A boss...
Who was more of a friend...

Reach him anytime...
He was always ready, with help, to extend...

His sudden demise is an unbelievable reality...
Brings forth once again, life's cruelty...

Dear Puneet
There is a place in our hearts, that only you will own...
Now that you are not here, we'll be forlorn...

May your family be blessed with peace...
A brilliant human being, may you Rest In Peace...


Friday, February 11, 2011

The Ring...

With faltering steps she came forward
Shaky was the hand, he offered

They saw each other and smiled
They knew, soon they would be intertwined

It wasn’t a whirlwind, it wasn’t timed
But they knew that their togetherness was destined

He took her hand in his
Gone was the shakiness, not even a whiff

Once before you went away
It killed me, My Dear!!

I’ve got you now
And I won’t let you sway, do you hear?

It is our time of togetherness
And our dear ones add to the happiness

With this ring, My Queen,
I promise to you, On Me, only you will reign

I promise to look after
I promise to believe, in us, forever

And as this ring adorns your beautiful finger
I promise to you- our love will never fade, it will always linger…

P.S:  
This one's specially dedicated to my dear friends Montek & Prabhjyot. 
I attended their ring ceremony on 10th February 2011.
May you both live happily ever after...

Thursday, December 2, 2010

Its time to slow down...


As the seconds of the clock tick away...
My mind and soul sways...

My heart says Neena!! Just hold on...
My body says its time to slow down...

As I suppress a yawn...
And focus on the drive so long...

 Mind aligned with the speed...accelerating on...
A sudden screeching of tyres...jolt me back...

Telling me all along...
Its time to slow down... 

A pinch of pain...
Shooting across the spine...

Makes me a person...
Who cannot help but whine...

The doc said  every 20 minutes.. walk to unwind..
Alas! My schedule restricts me....  its so unkind....

As I stretch when I lay down...
My body says its time to slow down...

 As the pupils dilate...it seems to have become my fate...
I need to rush back home... I am already late...

As the lens parts from my eyes...
The angry eyes..want to cry...
But alas!They are dry...

As my vision lumbers on... 
Its time to slow down...

A game of clutch and break...
Tires my feet...
 I want to take a break...

The relentless drive...holds me down...
My feet says, its time to slow down...

The way they came....they shall be gone...
The days will come...and simply move on...

My energies will deplete if this is how I slog on...
It definitely is the time....to slow down...

Work shall finish and once again spring upon...
It is unending...it will never leave u alone...

A tired body with a scarred soul...
Needs mending...needs to restore...

Before it is too late...
Learn to put a full stop...
Learn to unwind...

Don't hold your guards down...
Its time to slow down...

Thursday, October 21, 2010

The Beauty of Words...


Few days back I saw an advertisement of an upcoming teleserial. The beautiful wordings just stole my heart- 

"पतंगा जब हो जाए मोहब्बत में फना...

ये पतंगे की अदा है या आग का गुनाह...

कोई आग से भी तो पूछे उसके दिल की...

जिसे प्यार से छुआ उसकी बस राख ही मिली ..."