I'm luvin' it!

I love my life. It cannot be better than now, it was as good ever. It feels like "living a life" - precisely what I asked from The One before I moved here.

It feels like being on top of the world starting a lazy morning, taking my own sweet time to get ready and prepare and/or have meals, walking to the Timmy's close by, watching the falling rain sipping a cup of awesome coffee. It feels equally awesome not knowing when and how my day comes to an end.

I have a family away from a family - people that are very much responsible for giving me everything that I have wanted. There's also another family that I have built in Ottawa, take a look!! It will be the cutest of families you'd look at :-), and proudly yes, it's my family :-)

Janu

Jina and Jojo


Chinu

Chiku


Chiku, Chinu, Jojo are indirectly related to me... I also have Chiki and Daku and Snowy, of which I don't have a picture at the moment... :) My roommate correctly calls my room a zoo, and says she doesn't need to get a ticket to see animals anymore! :p

The Month of Love

The year just started and February is already here - the month that contains the day meant to celebrate love. Why is 2009 running so fast? Time is so dangerously relative... 2009 is the year that I think should stay on forever!

I realized sometime last year around this time, Valentine's day is just another day for people in love. Yes, they do something special that day, but they feel special throughout the year. Valentine's day leaves more of a negative impact and longing in the people who are love-deprived, even more for the people who have tasted the wine of love at some point down the memory lane... It's meant to make you feel the absence of love rather than the presence of love is my whole point. But anyway, apart from a sadist kind of a note there, I like the special "things" that people do or look forward for doing on that day. I like the planning process that leads to making that one day in the year extremely special. I especially like to see people all dressed up but covered by their winter jackets, and carrying a stem or a bouquet of brightly fresh red roses in their hands - either they received it, or are going to give it to their loved ones. I love it how businesses attempt to sell anything and everything on the pretext of Valentine's day. I love it absolutely how there are mushy mushy soft-toys, shops decorated in the colors of red and love. I love it how people's first Valentine's holds so much attention and excitement. I love it how that one day actually has love in the air in the very literal sense of the phrase.

Happy Valentine's Day people. May you be loved truly, sincerely and purely always... Love is a blessing, never take it for granted. You are special because you are loved. And yes, thanks for being there for me :). You all know who you are, and you all know how special you are to me. Lots and lots and lots of love :)

An Ode to My Smile Fairy

Whenever he comes, he brings loads of smiles for me. And when does he come? When I need a friend the most. He makes you feel like he's right next door, but really he's miles and miles and miles away. You do not have to tell him you are crying, or upset - he just knows. And he knows exactly what to say to make you smile. The cutest of things, the most natural kind of humor, and the best advice is what I get from him. And he thinks I am a "poori saddist beauty"! And rightly, he thinks he is my Smile Fairy. He told me that I was the one who brings out this funny guy in him, but I do not think I believe him. He's such a natural.

No wonder he works with words everyday of his life! He weaves his dreams with words, and hopes and prays that one day they'll be a big reality in his life. He's the kind of magician who takes every day objects and turns them into the most astounding kind of poetry. Impossible to believe, but very true. He believes his words like no one else. His spelling mistakes are attributed to the fact that he's in love! I am so very sorry that he's angry with very few people in life, and one guy adds up to his list because of me.

So this, my friends is the story of my Smile Fairy, The Adee and Ant of Dee - Adi! Thanks for being such a wonderful person!

By the way, he also thinks if you call up a guy friend in the middle of the night and tell him you are missing him, the guy is going to love it and will talk to you atleast for the next half an hour, no matter whether he has a girl friend or not! What do you guys think?

Song of the moment: Kabhi socha hai kya, barish kyun bhaaye, kyun geet bewajah hothon pe aaye ... :-)

Thankless??

The Holocaust was so terrible - I didn't realize that until I read the personal experiences of people who underwent the pain. It was in the simplest of words, the most inhumane thing that must ever have occurred on earth, and it was truly the worst and the most disgusting of things that I have ever read. It made me sick and I felt like I should not continue reading "Two Lives" any more or at least, skip a few pages overwhelmingly filled with trauma. But regardless, facts seldom change.

And ironical that it's people like us who complain at the smallest of things that happen!

Oh, I have to wake up early to go to work, and I hate doing that!
Oh, I had to skip a meal today because of blah blah!
Oh, I have to cook food for my family everyday; I so hate doing that!
Oh, I felt hot in the office today - I wonder why they can't lower the AC temperature.

Imagine waking up every day not knowing whether it is the last day of your life or you still have to live with God-knows how much pain before a day is proclaimed as your last day. Or imagine living on a one time diet of very thin soup for a number of days, that too at the mercy of some people. Or imagine not knowing what's being done to your family and where they are, worrying about them each passing second. Imagine an endless craving for being in peaceful and happy times with your loved ones around you, cooking, eating, cleaning, laughing together. Or imagine having to sleep on the coldest of grounds with bare minimum clothing... My heart shudders to think about all this, and I really feel thankful for everything that I have.

What I've mentioned here about the conditions of the Jews is probably a very tiny speck of their endless misery during the Nazi rule in Germany. If you still feel like you have more to complain, I urge you to go find some material on the Holocaust and go through it - you'll probably find much more to be thankful about. And I think "Two Lives" is not an entirely detailed account, although it sheds light on some personal details.

And we say, ours is an adjusting life...

Two Lives is a book written by Vikram Seth, an account of a very interesting life of his uncle, whose wife is a German, and had family who were killed by Nazi atrocities.