Rain Drops

Watching the rain drops drip slowly off the leaves makes a wonderful times pass. It makes you stick your neck out to let it fall on your nose and gently run down to the lips and then welcoming them into your mouth with the tip of your tongue. They fall one at a time or in constant stream when it rains heavily caressing your face.




Each pearl of sadness or of joy intermingled with each other...like passing moments of life. They just keep falling..not waiting for anyone...in a crazy mad rush to break into so many of the same and then to reunite to become the same one again....splitter...splatter..ripples echo the distant voice of a mother warning her child to not venture out in the rain..more of them fall...I want to be washed in it...I want to hear all those voices...all of them that I haven't heard before..voices from a far away dream land.

I want more..these single drops are vehement denunciation in this land. I want to submit to the urges..drench and drown in his arms...drown in the voices...shower me in all the whiteness that stretch as fas as my eyes can see...I want to be dissolved in all the richness that could have been..I want to do a joyous dance in the celebration of these drops...

I don't want them shattering like this on earth. I want them to go against the norm...I them to stay on my arms..I want them to cleanse me off all my sins. The last drops are hanging on the leaves. They let go off each other to land in the puddle. I stretch my neck out for one last time so that a drop falls on my nose tip and then to my lips again.... it falls on to my eyes.. where dream starts, where reality ends, so many yesterdays..... and the passing today....I can see my life passing by..I want to make it stop.

I paint a wonderful smile on my face. I am smiling, preparing to laugh. The last drops fall from the leaves....*plop*

Investing in stars.

There are various parameters one keeps into consideration while trading in the Stock Market. Experts advise that the best investment candidates are stocks that have already outperformed the market.

How good is the company? Do the stocks have have room to run? Can you make money on it? How much would be your return on equity (ROE)? What business is the company into? What is the potential for future growth? What is the stock's current valuation?

If Bollywood/Hollywood stars were stocks you could invest in, which one would you buy? And why?

Share your views.

Love in the new era.

"You really can't prove that you love me more than I do!". But that was a nice try, tho'!, she said.

"What would you gimme if I do prove it?", asked he.

"Depends on how successful you are at proving it." came a reply.

"Nopes!You can't expect me investing my time in something that does not give me results on the outset. It isn't fair!", he shot back.

This is one of the several mundane conversations that Saurabh and Shurti had subjected themselves to. Today if they were made to hear these same conversations, they would swear that it wasn't them. Their denial, apart from all other reasons, would be mainly due to the fact that it made them remind of the bottom line - 'Once upon a time' they were madly in love with each other (or they thought so that way!).

Love to Shruti was the celestial blissful state that made everything in her world wonderful. To Saurabh it was that wonderful feeling he felt below his stomach. To Saurabh, making Shruti happy was an easy route to making it in bed, which was the only reason he left no stone unturned to keep her happy. For Shruti, seeing Saurabh happy was like living in heaven on earth. Saurabh, cried for every moment he wasn't with her. Shruti, cried for every second she spent away from him.

This way, however pretentious or selfish, you can see that they were completing each other. These beautiful feelings kept them aimless in the tumultuous relationship they were in.

It was that one afternoon that changed it all. That one afternoon Shruti would neva forget, even if she wants to. It is this afternoon that Saurabh would neva want to remember. Unlike in the movies, there was no swirling storm that was about to creat havoc nor were there gusty winds blowing their heads off. It was a silent Sunday afternoon.

Shruti looked stern. Her face was rigid. She looked as if she had come prepared for a court room trail of Saddam Hussain.

"Who was that woman with you in the cafeteria last evening?", she asked.

"She was soooooo HOT. Wasn't she?. Well, no one dahling, a new copy-writer. She's currently freelancing. If they like her work, she'll be hired for a permanent position. There is no reason for fear. You start worrying once she's hired.", said Saurabh.

"I can't live in this constant fear of loosing you. You say you love me, which should not make you oogle out to any other female that your eyes catch?. Every moment, I have this fear, 'What if he likes his colleague Preeti more than me'? 'Does he find Shruti more admirable than me'? I just cant take this anymore, I have to know for sure that you love me more than anything else in this world!”. Shruti could not control the mountain of emotions that were flooding her heart.

"Oh! C'mon my sweetie-pie. You know I love you more than a date with Bipasha Basu, which means I really love you a lot!!. Trust me Shruti. If I am oogling out at other woman, is it not because I want them more than I want you. It is not because I am not satisfied with you. You can tear my heart apart and see, how much I love you!", said Saurabh trying to convince her as much as he can.

"Bull Shit! I know that it is not true. I know you are saying this 'cause there is an excitement inside you and you want to do what you normally do to see the excitement sink in", quipped Shruti.

"Ok! Ms. James Bond, if you've kinda figured it out, can we get started?", quizzed Saurabh with a mischevious smile.

"This is the damn problem with you. All you ever think of is this. You neva think of marriage, committment, children and a life together", replied Shruti.

"Cool it. Mother India. Wait, you said marriage. Wht's my age? No one gets married at my age for Chrissake!!", said Saurabh.

"My father was married when he was two years younger to your present age", said Shruti.

"That was the 60's!! Grow up, Shruti. That was a time having a Cricket team in your house was a matter of pride. It was a time when we had no I-pods, no computers and no television. You are speaking of primordial times!! What is the harm if two adults want to spend time with each other when they love one and another minus the chains of matrimony?", reasoned Saurabh.

Like all say, reason is a thing unknown to a female mind, and Shruti was no different. She chose to not see the subtle hint in the crystal clear thought(s) of Saurabh, and decided to stick to her indirect proposition.

She proposed him. For marriage. She didn't do it in the most romantic of ways, not to mention the absence of the word "sweet" in her sentence. But she did what only a few wimmen dare to do.

Saurabh: "Well, if it's marriage what you want, then we both want different things from each other. I am sorry I cannot continue the r'ship further."

Shruti was taken aback. The sound of her world that always made her feel real was getting on her nerves. She wanted to be alone. She just couldn't stand this any longer.

She was hating him. She couldn't stand the sight of him any longer. She coudn't believe that Saurabh thought most about what was the last thing on her mind. She coudn't stand the sight of the man who was giving up the life long partnership for purely phyiscal bliss.

She understood that Saurabh was not a man to mend a car that wud not run. All he ever wanted was to drive the car, without having to take care of it.

In seperation, their feelings were complementary.
---------The End---------

My note:

It's so difficult to say who was wrong. Although on first reading you mite think that it is the MAN who is to be blamed. If you were to release urself from all socio norms and religious grip, would you take the man's side?

A tribute to Fathers.

We give a lot of credit to mothers around the world for the way she brings up her child(ren), for the way she functions as the heart and soul of the family - as the hand that rocks the cradle. We forget the Leader, the man of the house, and the Ace of all cards - the FATHER.

Yup, God has made Father's too. The other side of the nuturing act for all families everywhere. Fathers are the Captain of the ship, a provider and a mentor all rolled into one. His diligence provides food for survival, shelter above our heads, books for our education, clothes for our bodies and medicines when sick. As the Head of the family, he takes us through rough waters, soothes our ruffled feathers and charters our life to a bright future with the wisdom and experience he has gained.


I have friends who hate their fathers - because their fathers were absintees for most of times while they were growing up. Their fathers never connected or related to them, and had set up a Hitler's regiment in the house, which was strictly adhered to. Such were their fathers.

But, aren't father's humans too? It doesn't mean that all fathers are that way - insensitive and unnerved. Each one of us have some or the other flaw in character. So - even parents are not perfect. But it doesn't change what I write here.I salute all fathers - worthy tools in the hands of God meant for our nuturing. It is due to my father's strong hands I learnt to ride my first cycle and play ball. He fixed the broken leg of my doll and was awake the entire night taking care of me while I was ill. He's so cool except when we are in trouble. He becomes a nervous wreck then.

Fathers are one side of the nurturing act, mother's holding the other end. They alleviate us from our troubles, help us make the right choice about our ambiguous future, jointly or seperately in their respective ways. While the mother is the heart and soul of the family, the father takes the role of the head. He provides us with all amenities and creates such an amiable enviorment which enables us to love, live and grow.




I thank GOD for blessing us with fathers. Tell your father you love him.


It's Father's Day on 18th June. God bless them all.

The people we choose.

No matter how independent, strong-willed and audacious we are, or believe ourselves to be, the people we choose to include in our lives can make or break us.

Another lesson learnt today.

How far is too far?

"Why does everyone in the "society" makes a big deal about having sex before marriage"?, Amit says.

"Do you feel that pre-marital sex is a question of morality, self-restraint or of sin"?, He continues.

"No. There has to be a more objective approach. Sex just for fun and without responsibility is something I don't encourage.", I told him.

He says he's had a physical relationship with his girlfriend and it got them closer. They spent a lot of time together and learnt to listen to each other a lot more. He believes that sex before marriage can be beneficial and that sexual compatibility contributes a long way to a happy and a complete marriage. He says, technically it is right for people to say that love is more important than sex, but people who claim that they could have a happy marriage without being sexually compatible with their partner is just not being true to him/herself.

My say on this topic is that most people say that waiting for marriage will make sex much better, and that if you are not a virgin at the time of ur marriage, you are taking away something meant specially for your spouse. I want to know the 'reasoning' behind this. My argument is that anyone who has waited till marriage to have a sexual relationship has no reason for comparisonm, because they don't know that their feelings for sex with their partners would be any different had they engaged into pre-marital sex. I don't know what constitutes a marriage more - making love or being in love? . I find it hard to believe that if you are not a virgin when you are married means you and your spouse cannot share a beautiful thing. Instead I tend to believe that the reason behing waiting for marriage is just to avoid mistakes such as pregnancy. I believe that if you are truly in love, then there is nothing wrong in expressing your feelings by the art of touch. I am not advocating premarital sex per se. I am just saying I don't need a piece of paper to remind me who I love!

How many of you agree with abstinence of sex until marriage?. I do want to understand your thoughts on this. Do comment. Mebbe I am missing something that others are seeing so clearly.