Random madness

There will be days, once in a while when you want to just want to listen to all your favourite songs, the songs which touched you at one or the other time. And ofcourse sing along with it.. if possible in the loud voice, not caring what will anybody think J I understand that feeling, and today not only am going to listen and sing loudly those songs. But am going to share them with you. My 10 most favourite songs and why I like them. I will start from 10 th position to the first one.. like a count down (I know very dramatic) 10. A beautiful song from "Dilwale Dulhaniya Le Jayenge". Sung by Lata Mangeshkar and   Udit Narayan....Na jaane mere, dil ko kya hogaya.... I really loved the song and the way they try to understand what they are feeling.. not ready to accept that they are in love.. but just cant ignore that maybe they are in love.... was crazy about this song for a long time. I still smile whenever i hear this song and ofcourse sing along every line.. ...

pic courtesy: Google images He was sitting in Café Coffee Day, sipping his coffee and staring at the small package lying on the table in front of him. A gift which was long overdue. He sighed thinking he has to hurry, he has to still pick up his bags and reach airport right on time, to catch the flight to Delhi. Before that, he had to make a phone call. He picked up the package and smiled thinking what will her reaction be after seeing the gift inside. He was getting engaged after 2 days and will be married in a month. But this gift was not for his would-be wife. This was for someone special, from his past. He remembered the first time he had met her in her friend’s "house warming" party. She was dressed very elegantly but she was not the standing-out-in-the-crowd kind. She was the blending kind. He was surprised that he noticed her. She had smiled at him and her eyes had sparkled behind those glasses of hers. But she was still not noticeable enough to hold his i...

Sharat was standing in front of the mirror tying his tie for the "Meeting". There was a frown on his face, he remembered the conversation he had with his mother.   "But ma, I don't even know her, forget about knowing her, am just settling in my life, I still need to reach many goals before I think about marriage". Oh how he tried to explain her his situation.   "But Sharat, she is a nice girl from a very good, orthodox family. And more over you don't have to decide immediately, atleast meet her once. Now don't give excuses on meeting her also, am not hearing another pip from you. Believe me she is a good, orthodox girl, you will like her, she is just like you." His mother had laid the ultimatum.     He umphed and uffed to get his frustration out. "orthodox girl" he thought. That is the reason he doesnt want to meet her. He finished tying his tie and looked himself at the mirror, looked at the image of a decent, orthodo...

Pic Courtesy : Google images A whistling sound, I got up with groggy droopy eyes cursing the kid in my dream for whistling so loudly and waking me up, only to find out that it was my phone which was whistling to notify me that its battery is charged and I should take the plug out and save energy. Now isn't that a eco-friendly thought. I smiled and unplugged that little disturber and fell back on my pillow and tried vainly to wake up my hubby as he had informed me that he had go early to office today.   There in my half sleep and half awake state while I was mixing up dreams and reality, I thought how nice if I was like my mobile, as soon as I get my quota of sleep I just get all perked up and ready to work, no sleep headedness, no droopy eyes and no long yawnings reminding the warmth of the bed and beside ;).    My thought extended beyond sleep after a point. Like if  I was like a mobile I would have a song for every mood, I can be switched off a...

S he opened her eyes, like awakening from an trance, saw the white ceiling of her room, the brown fan revolving and with it her mind also turned and twirled. She glanced the room around her, her room, every piece of furniture, every article in that room was chosen by her personally, this is her haven. She created it, designed it, lived in it. She glanced at her side table and saw the rows of medicines over there. She didnt choose those. She shut her eyes tightly and tried to control her tears from spilling out. But what about the memories. She cant shut them out, they repeat themselves, as they have repeated in her mind from last 5 days. She remembered the day very well, like a vivid dream. The day which shattered her dreams, the day which shattered her hopes, the day which shattered her future. From childhood she had always been a healthy person, nothing out of ordinary, always active, never a coach potato. She had been a good daughter, good student,...

  "A smile is a curve that sets everything straight. - Phyllis Diller"   What???!!!! what did you just say?? She shouted at him, and he very calmly replied with a smile "That I Love You and want to spend the rest of my life with you".   "You love me, you love me", She was furious at his casual declaration as if it is not a big issue.   "Listen Gaurav, enough of this, I know this is a prank you are playing, I mean, you seriously cant believe that I will fall for this love trap, I mean how much do you even know me to declare your love, huh"   He looked into her eyes and replied "Aditi, I know your smile, I have no use of facts" and touched her cheek with his thumb and left her wondering.   Her mind started to work with full force now, breaking down all this words, searching for a trap, a joke, a laugh. When she couldnt find any she wondered, "He knows my smile.... what did he even mean by that??" She sh...

  Pic Courtesy: Google images   Oh.. my head hurts.. no not only my head, everything hurts. I dont want to open my eyes, its peaceful like this. Who is that talking ? is it mom ???   "What do you mean by you dont know doctor, she has been like this from yesterday, whats wrong with her??"   "I am sorry Mrs.Sharma, but physically there is nothing wrong with her, as i said she is under mental shock"   Shock??? what are they talking about ?? and about whom??? Oh my head hurts, no, my everything hurts, i dont want to hear anymore, too much of noise. I will just close my eyes now.  But I never opened them, did I??   Its so dark in here, so cold, if only i could find a warm corner, i will just sleep for some time. But where am I?? Didnt i just hear mom talking with somebody??   Oh i dont care, i want to sleep now thats all. There, now i feel good, i will just sleep ........   "Anu, Anu, sweetie please get up, ... Anu"...