First breath

My first ever attempt at Haiku... and hopefully, not my last...

lilting notes
ears that seek
a breath...

Don't know if it qualifies as a Haiku, though...

Ambition

Life ain't THAT bad..

... or is it? Umm... don't really know... but I'd like to think it isn't!

I mean, I've got a roof over my head, a well paying job (even if no work to do at the moment), a supportive family, independence, a cosy little place of my own, lots of books that still need reading, music to listen to, and friends I can fall back on... definitely sounds like a recipe for a decent life.

Sure, I'm bored and a little lonely right now, and maybe a little confused about where I'm going... but isn't the quest really what life is all about? I keep reminding myself that as long as I have a brain that's working and the will to enjoy life, what can stop me from making my life what I want it to be - happy?

Much as I know all of this, and believe it too, it does become a tad bit difficult to remember it always. But I've found someone, who never ever fails to reinforce my belief that life is not all that bad, after all... We just need to open our eyes and welcome the blessings we receive with open arms. Clare has a blog 'Three Beautiful Things' in which she posts the three beautiful things she finds each day. Its been a fortnight now since I found her blog (I've added a link to her blog here), and each day I wait eagerly for her to post her '3BT's as she calls them.

I did not think it was possible, indeed, I had rubbished the very concept, that anyone would be able to inspire me to such an extent. I've found pleasure in reading her blog, and solace too. I'm pretty sure her life can't possibly be as easy and as positive as she makes it sound, but I guess that's what gives me a boost - her insistance on focussing only on the beauty. She has started a 3BT movement of sorts, and its heartening to see the number of people who are involved in it. I've followed her and others' 3BT blogs for a while now, and thought of joining in. To be honest, I have been thinking about having my own 3BT blog for the whole week now, but resisted it for the foolish reason that I did not want to be a copy cat! Today, I've finally seen sense, and am joining the positive wave with Life ain't THAT bad. Wish me luck!

The day's only half done and I've already found three beautiful things. What are your Three Beautiful Things for today?

Cozy

Unable to sleep, I lie awake on my back, staring at the shadows the fluttering curtain makes in the light cast on it by the street lights. There is a very light breeze outside and it must be pleasant. Inside the house, it's a little stuffy. I wish some of the fresh air would get in and dispel the stale feeling the room has. I look longingly at the open window. The moon is struggling to get some light into the room through the curtain, but it is too feeble in comparison to the harsh yellow light of the street lamps. I wish someone would throw a well-aimed stone at the street lamps and extinguish the artificial light.

I bite my tongue guiltily at the vandalism I'm hoping for, and turn my head, almost afraid that he has heard my thought. He won't like it. But he lies on his side of the bed breathing regularly, his eyes closed and face calm, and I relax. His hair is tussled up and I suppress a desire to run my fingers through it and pretend to tidy it up. I don't want to wake him. He doesn't really like his sleep being disturbed, not any more.

The bed is soft. A little too soft, I think. The blanket is soft and warm and it feels heavy on my chest. My gaze returns towards the window. I toy with the idea of creeping out of bed and opening the window fully and tying up the curtain, so that the cold night can come in. But I decide not to. He likes it this way. Cozy, he calls it. This is how home should be, he says, cozy.

I close my eyes and pray for sleep to take me.

Mere Humnafas..

Mere Humnafas, Mere Humnawa,
Mujhe Dost Ban Ke Daga Na De
Main Hoon Dard-e-Ishq Se Jaan-Valab,
Mujhe Zindagi Ki Dua Na De

Mere Daagh-e-Dil Se Hai Roshni,
Isi Roshni Se Hai Zindagi
Mujhe Darr Hai Ae Mere Chaaragar,
Yeh Chiraag Tu Hi Bujha Na De

Mujhe Ae Chhorh De Mere Haal Par,
Tera Kya Bharosa Hai Chaaragar
Yeh Teri Nawazish-e-Mukhtasar,
Mera Dard Aur Badha Na De

Mera Azm Itna Buland Hai
Ke Paraaye Sholo-n Ka Darr Nahin
Mujhe Khauf Aatish-e-Gul Se Hai,
Yeh Kahin Chaman Ko Jala Na De

Woh Uthein Hain Leke Hom-o-Subu,
Arrey O 'Shakeel' Kahan Hain Tu
Tera Jaam Lene Ko Bazm Mein
Koi Aur Haath Badha Na De!


Be it Begum Aktar or Farida Khanum who sings it, such eloquence leaves me spell bound and moved every single time... the poet, of course, is Shakeel Badayuni...

Me? A Sportscar?? Naaaah...

I'm a Ferrari 360 Modena! (or so they claim!)

You've got it all. Power, passion, precision, and style. You're sensuous, exotic, and temperamental. Sure, you're expensive and high-maintenance, but you're worth it.

Hee hee!!

Ok, so I have no clue how they came up with this... I mean, c'mon! Temperamental? Exotic?? HIGH-maintenance??? Gimme a break!!

I'd much rather have been a Mercedes SLK, by the way... but the only way to be one would be to like going topless on a summer day!! (which, incidentally, is one of the questions on the quiz, and NOT something I came up with, ok! So quit sniggering!)

That does it... I'm going on a self quest starting today... More personality test results to follow in future edittions of the blog :-D

In the meanwhile, you take the Which Sports Car Are You? quiz too... http://www.tomorrowland.us/sportscar