The Miracle called 2011

And we're back!! :D

No no I had not disappeared anywhere. 2011 has been so super duper good that I was just sitting back and watching life flow exactly the way I wanted it to. You may feel that I'm exaggerating but when you've lived a series of crappy years and then suddenly find everything going your way, the thrill is unexplainable. I've waited months and years to get this feeling and now that I'm here, I want to dwell here forever. Never ever looking back again. I've lived 25 years without any regret or guilt and this is how I shall live the rest of my life.

2011 has been the bestest year of my life. 2005 showed me the beauty of love and 2011 has taught me the importance of it. 2006 brought out the woman in me and 2011 showed me that its not bad to bring out the child in me at times. 2007 made me serious about life and 2011 taught me to take life with a pinch of salt. 2008 brought out patience in me and 2011 showed me how to implement it.

2009 made me cynical about love and relationships and 2011 had me witnessing that love can happen more than once and that at times you can get it right. 2010 broke the bubble and told me that its okay to dream and 2011 had me living those dreams. 2011 clearly marks a milestone in the quarter of a life that I've led. It made me a near perfect person and gave me a reason to believe that what I am today is only a result of the past years and hence to never regret anything.

Woh kehte hai na, jo hota hai achche ke liye hota hai. Sahi kehte hai.

And being the eternal optimist that I am, I'm sure 2012 will only bring pleasant surprises for me. Love has knocked more than once the past year and I hope to get to the phase to embrace it wholeheartedly in 2012. Things are rewarding at the work place and I'm sure I'll get more successful the next year. Health has been good and I pray I shall get into better shape next year. Well, to cut a long story short, 2011 has been an amazing year and I have my fingers crossed for 2012.

2011 has been a year of smiles, let 2012 be a year of laughter.

Last post for 2011 people, I'm off to have a wonderful start to 2012. Shall see you in the bright shiny new year!

Last Night

Last night, was true madness. Nothing on the mind except you. Every sense forgotten and all of it culminating into tiny bubbles of happiness. Like the prism of white that broke into droplets of colors bouncing along with the echos of our laughter.

Last night, was sheer pleasure. Ecstasy would have been an understatement, the way you touched me. Driving me to crazy extremes wanting me to scream until I hear the clouds crack above me, breaking into a storm and covering the rising sun to reveal a rainbow that seems to cover the shame that eluded us.

Last night, was meant to happen. The games, the need, the hide and seek was happening for way too long without even us realising it. Perhaps, the unknown feelings were built up in such a way that they had to erupt into hot lava soaking us and leaving us to witness the massive volcano called love.

Last night, was intoxicating. Every word gave a high and every kiss blew my mind. Like wine you spread through my veins taking me for a stroll across the land where only we were meant to be. Which was for you. Which was for me. You and me. This word is enough to put any other drug in the world to shame. Us.

Last night, was Nirvana. When every movement guarantees pleasures, when every word thrills the core, when every memory brings a smile, when every touch triggers a chill, you know that this is all you want from life. Like a moth to a flame, I flap my butterfly wings and come to you, because I know this is the place I want to be. This is the place where I shall find you. This is the place where I shall find love. This is the place where I shall find myself. This is the place where I found salvation.

Last night, was pure love. Concoctions of feelings being poured, drowning us both deep into each other. The playful tone adding to the smiles, giving way to expressions that we have seen and heard before. But then, we felt it. Neither of us know who poisoned the other, but while we are at it, lets die together.

Did it Hurt?

The journey from friends to lovers
To being all calm and then going wild
Us was all that I wanted from life
As together we laughed and smiled

You my love, were my reason of being
I gave up everything and myself for you
Joy and happiness were only words
Until you came and made life anew

Then came the time I had to move away
As your love and trust came crumbling down
Day after day you kept punishing me
Culminating colors into a filthy brown

When in doubt why dint you let me go
Why did you lock me within and shut the gate
Even when we were making passionate love
You seemed to be making hurtful hate

Pain and anger you showered on me
What not did I do to prove my love
When your feelings were blinded by insecurity
Why did you not discard me like a dirty glove

When I walked out, it left you shocked
What made you think torture I'd bear
I may have loved you with heart and soul
But love doesn't grow minus some care

You then claimed to have moved on
Told me stories about a prospective bride
Did you know what that put me through
I cried for days and then almost died

You kept coming back with the bait of love
Every time I attempted to survive
You were killing me from deep within
Keeping only my body alive

You were not mine but held me as yours
Amongst the hatred, loyalty was your seek
Just when I felt strong without you
You plunged right back in to make me weak

Years after years of destroying me
You came back to see the joy in the remains
It must have been disappointing I'm sure
Instead, when you saw new love in my veins

You said I robbed you of your love
And that all your feelings went in vain
The only thing that I stole from you
Is your pleasure of seeing me in pain

I'm sorry I dint let you watch me die
Instead I buried my love for you in dirt
Then you found out I'm with someone else
So tell me, did it hurt?

Hope, Blessings & Crap

3 flights, 19 hours of travel, a 4 hour wait at the Chatrapati Shivaji International Airport, Mumbai (which by the way, sucks to the core!), an hour wait at the beautiful and enormous Dubai International Airport, sleep deprived and jet lagged, I arrived at Accra. My home for the next 30 days. For those who don't know, Accra is the capital city of Ghana in West Africa. Not the place I had in mind for my first ever international travel, but after a week here I have no complaints. The place is beautiful in its own way and the Sterling group of hotels where I'm staying in, more than makes up for it. And so does the 6 figure income that I shall get out of this.

The people here are extremely friendly and helpful. The city resembles Bangalore in every way with congested traffic and huge buildings. Minus the pricking hot weather during the day, I have nothing negative to say about this place. Until now atleast. I'm loving the place I stay, the people I meet and the work I'm doing. How a jean and T-shirt clad girl turned into a respected corporate consultant in pencil skirts and high heels working directly with the clients is an achievement for me. I love what I am doing here but I never thought I'd get this serious about work. But now, that seems to be the only thing in mind. 16 hours a day go into work and I have no regrets. I love every minute of my life today. *Smiles*

A week here and nothing else has changed. The time difference does take a toll and I try my best to stay in regular touch with my parents, friends and that someone special out there. At times it is hard to believe that he actually stays up till 2.30 am everyday just to talk to me. It is 9 pm for me here and that's when I get out of my work and when I'm free. He makes sure I get back safe, talks to me while I prepare my dinner, waits until I finish eating and then lulls me to sleep. Yeah I'm blessed, I know. *Smiles again*

A few blogger pals updated me on a certain purple dino writing crap about me. Ah well, like Phoebe says 'Dinosaurs, dragons.. Potato, Potahto'. I couldn't care less and like how they said, my pretty eyes have much more better things to read and see. I'm famous in the real world and when someone is trying to defame me in the virtual world, how does that even matter. It obviously is the other way for them, trying to get famous by ranting about other bloggers. Ah well, can't blame them. Like I once said before, people who have gone through serious trauma early in their life tend to get demented. Haven't you all heard about the 'Red Dragon'? Do you need more proof? Oh wait, oh wait, finally the code is cracked. Now I get the significance of the dragon. Perhaps, its a universal thing. *Laughs out loud*

Its really funny about how such people think they are so smart for the world and go yapping about their friends, weddings and scenarios, maybe intentionally ignoring the truth. Just so they know, the wedding at which you thought you looked really hot draped around in 6 yards of cheap polyester dirty white cloth, the bride told the rest of us "What is she doing here?". Ditto with my best friend, whom you think was a good friend of yours whom you lost, at whose wedding you turned up with both pati and woh. I guess now the poor octopus is dead again with the entire dragon family existing at work. And the next time you go to visit a newly wedded couple at their home, just do that. Visit, and fuck off. Don't make them cook lunch for you, eat it, romance your partner on their couch, make them cook dinner for you and pack it so that you can take it home. In such scenarios it so happens that the husband will tell his newly wedded bride to not invite any of her friends home. Well, it happened. And you only successfully managed to tick more people off when she called teary eyed to let us know.

Its about time you wipe the spit of your juniors from your face and look clearly as to what other people whom you claim to be important to you, think about you. I am 6000 miles away and yet I know about everything happening there. And you know what I don't ask for it, this comes to me from eager people around wanting to let me know. I just brush it off as unwanted information. But, if you tend to tick me off the wrong way you'd surely get it back. Stay away from my space and I'd do the same. You started the rant on blogosphere, inviting troubling for fame. I must thank you for one thing though, you have sure been a constant source of our entertainment for quite sometime now. It is a long file, else I sure would have attached the list of PJs we have about the "delivery" you do. Just so you know its not only me, its the whole world out there.

Well well, I don't let things bother me anymore. Looking out from my window I see the bright sun glistening over the crystal clear pool, and that's how my life has been for almost a year now.

Oh yeah, 2011 has been good. And I'm sure 2012 will be better.

Hope is a good thing. A real good thing.