Wednesday, August 31, 2011

You Have to Go


Goodbyes are not forever. Goodbyes are not the end.friendship scraps, images, quotes graphics for orkut, myspace
They simply mean I'll miss you, Until we meet again

Its absolutely time I reminded myself this popular quote as a dear friend's family departs from Doha in couple of Days. We were dismayed upon learning this news. Though the real fact so hits hard teaching us how we go with the flow in life and how we ever cannot simply get so attached to someone whom you will dare not feel like departing with?
The interesting part about the beginning of our journey together owes to our  "cloth hanger shopping". Uhh, we[me and Hubby-H] were in deep discussion as to what kind of hangers will suit out new closets. We had just moved into Doha. Felt an figure moved closer to me and H smiling suddenly at an stranger. "Hi, I am new to Doha, heard you speaking konkani and couldn't stop by to say hello". That was the introduction the stranger threw at us, and we were all overjoyed. That introduction led to endless chats. Finding friends hailing from your native, speaking your mother tongue is nevertheless a welcome sign to any"body".
We awaited his family to fly from Mumbai. My daughter found a friend of  her age too. The winter evening and our first family get together in my dining hall is fresh in my memory. As for me I had discovered someone who drew so close to heart with the waves of friendship that today as I look back down the memory lane - I thank him, the sounds of his words emanating from pictures in my mind's eyesFor had he decided not to talk, I  assume there were very faint chances I would have met Chandrika who is so dear to me today.
We had found a family away from family as we lived in this desert away from dear and near ones.
4+ years have rolled over since those times leaving heavy impressions on our cherished memories. We have shared our joys. sorrows, countless seconds of feelings and views, our lives. Our children found a companion in each others soul. Yes, all ingredients of the special friendship are all there.
Huh, when the geographical separation seems so tough to handle, it is this post that makes me feel 1% lighter today.

My cognitive senses tell me the notion of friendship to be one hard nut to crack. I mean, much has been said about what makes one a "great, good, best,......x,y,z" friend. 
Ask me. I say I don't have any words to quote on this!. Simply an feeling it is. If you have experienced, yes that is the way.
I have very much experienced. Absolutely. Have been lucky to have some handful of 'friends" [ I don't add any adjective with it].
Perhaps I could not stop if I started penning my mind on this notion. On second thought I would definitely declare one line. Some spiritual inspirations/ beliefs that comes in to you when you feel the friend who trust in you and accepts just as you are is definitely friendship.

Cheers,
Sush


Thursday, August 25, 2011

Caption to be Sugested

Left to me I would caption this write up as "As I waited"....

Bride waiting
Sitting in a corner,
Like a loner,
I lay pondering over your thoughts,
You dint turn up after all my waits.

Expectations burnt inside me with glare,
Seldom for which do you care?
Vacant seats filled up with all couples,
Noise of all talks and many chuckles.

Time fled in silence yet,
No signs of you, but,
My eyeballs raced, door to podium,
Awaiting a figure, if at all you come.

My heart wept, not eyes,
As I awaited, For You.                                                              
                                                                                                         Courtesy Google Image

Cheers,
Sush



Thursday, August 4, 2011

Mobile Mania

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Going back home to Manipal is always fun. To add to it, the luxury of "mummy ke haath ka khaana"[ hindi term to mean- food made by mom]. And the day we are to arrive all my mom  has to do is to make a call to the local fisherwoman for supply of fish! Jai Tata Indicom offers.  She will quote to you over her mobile phone....you need to strike the deal for the supply and pay thats it. Makes life easy. Ain't it. More for my mom, yes, in her early 60's this revolution is a big boon. 
Dirt cladded wet saree , sweating  and smelling of the sea, as these fisher women sit in the market howling prices, indistinctingly calling "sisters and brothers"....
This was a scene an era ago. Now the whole scene is revolutionized. Thers not much of sound, but for the vague mobile ringtones.  Social etiquette, Sigh. .....are Ill mannered
Alright, apart from fisher women, there is a gang od Auto rickshaw walla's with mobile phones with them.  I had once spotted one auto rickshaw walla laughing and talking to himself on the road. This left me with confused thoughts, if he had hands free too or was he really out of his senses? Hump.
I recall an humorous incident that I came across 3 years ago. As I traveled by a Taxi from Mangalore to Manipal, the Taxi broke down in middle of highway from where I could only desperately stop a bus. Drat. I got into a bus  with my daughter in my arms.  In next stop as bus haulted to board more passengers, there was a huge roar of laughter inside when a 50 something "Colourful lungi clad' man got into the bus. He concentrated in his call yelling in loud voice.  To his dismay his lungi came off, and the conductor made a hilarious comment " annaere lungi patthele, mobile budle" [In  Tulu language it means- bhaiyye mobile go chodo, apnee lungi sambhalo].
Some humour to pep up my inconvenient journey.

But, excuse me, has anybody seen a beggar also with a mobile phone? I did.  Right outside Udupi Sri Krishna Temple. A twenty something man indistinctly talking into his handset. Hearing shrill and disturbing  ring tone from a Kannada Movie, I had turned to see. Bearly dressed.  Skinny enough to reveal he was not fell fed.  In spite of the "roti kapda makaan" remaining a question mark for him, he manages to carry his mobile phone.  Hail telecom revolution. 
Apparently the telecom revolution has turned mobile  phone a priority necessity.
It has touched the bottom most layer too despite other/basic necessities.
Wonder when will there be such a revolution stressing on the basic needs of life for any man. 
Cheers,
sush