I am hOme again

Im back home !

tu tudu ta ra ri ra ra..

ta ra ri raa tup tudu tu..

tu du tuuuu tu du ruuuu

ta ra ra ra ra ra ra ra ra raaaaaaaa....

Another noon.Coziness and me in my room.Let that be enough(switch foot) playing in the background and falling in love with the stillness all over.

"let me know that you hear me.

let me know you're touched

let me know that you love me

let that be enough.."

tu du tuuuu tu du ruuuu

ta ra ra ra ra ra ra ra ra raaaaaaaaaa...

Aaw i can resist myself singing.im resistable.

Pulse remains'

Definition of peace i googled :

"Peace is a state of balance and understanding in yourself and between others" ..

Redefined :

Peace.
White on paper.
Tree from train.
Ocean from bay.
Sky from earth.
and you from my memories.

'?
The ambiguity of expressions. The black seconds of life.. Like the colors of a faded rainbow.. The heart beats missed..
""One moment of lost myself.. And the footprints of remains left in me... Till now..still now.. I do believe that.. that.. What i believe wasn't true.. Unilluminated.""

The peace prevails and pulse remains...

I've been Tagged.

Dark resolutions.
hmm..

1st : I want to tell my mum about all the times i hated her.I really want to remind her about the list of moments unidentified on her part in which she grew repulsive and...the dots of continuity.

2nd : Stop making the above resolution year after year,every year.

3rd : Accept that i'm not so satisfied with the crap life i live.This feeling haunts me badly at times.

4th : Confess to my little sis that im terrifically jealous of her coz she posses all that i ever longed for.

5th : Fall from somewhere or meet with an accident, feel the pain of broken bones.


The list is never ending but maybe all except these 5 are too dark to mention.

I love my mum.(add the most intense adjective according to you for love)

Nijhum

NiJhum..(nijhum means quiet..
here comes the desi one..)

Kesari falak ki shaam..lautte parinde
phir pankh woh Nijhum rahe
Nijhum unke silsiley
Nijhum mai.

Veeran ek ghaati thi aankhein dhundla jaati
Kohra Nijhum raha
Nijhum nazar
Nijhum mai.

Barf si sardi me..labz thirakte
uska ehsaas Nijhum raha
Nijhum hoonth
Nijhum mai.

Dheemi aanch par..dil pighalta tha
Aag Nijhum rahi
Nijhum bechaini
Nijhum mai.

Waqt ke dayre me..woh Raat bhi simat gayi
Yaad Nijhum rahi
Nijhum honsle
Nihjum mai.

Nijhum si kashmakash
Nijhum se bandhan
us Raat ke baad ka Savera bhi Nijhum
Nijhum Jaan
Nijhum Khayaal
Nijhum mai.

Saak Banavis

Today was my "Saak Banavis" day..

Mmi was out today on a picnic which has always been a peeve for me.
1. I didn't go.
2. I decided to cook myself.
3. I entered the kitchen.
4. Started with the very thought of "Aloo".
5. (Oops !)Called Ankita-

Convo 1-
I : abe ek jan ke liye aaaloo ki sabji banao to kitne aaloo lagte hain ?
She : depends (as if she knows the answer)
I : aunty ko puch.
She : do aaloo medium size.

6. Cooked d Saak.
7. Felt Proud for 2 minutes coz it appeared Awesome.
8. Called Ankita-

Convo 2-
I : Aunty ko phone de.(smart this time)
I : 5 roti(yes i finished all five) banane ke liye kitna aata chahiye aunty ?
Aunty : Exams ke baad ghar ana beta kuch din ke liye...(Out Of the Blue)...

9. Rotla(too unestablished to term as ROti) banavya.
10. Had what i made.

Feedback :
I was taken aback to realize that the saak which appeared awesome..usme Oil zyada, Namak kam, Haldi Zyada aur bahut kuch unwished tha..

ROtla were good only in shape (i took a snap in case anyone doubts..More coz it was first in a lifetime) but edible after drenched in Ghee..