The Booze out Sessions!

You always have that one friend who travels across the seas to meet you. Contrary to popular notion, it need not be a man, you don’t need one to have fun many a times. In fact a person should strive to become someone men want to have fun with (ummm in the most positive way possible of course). There are certain bonds that you establish over a period of time and then there are instant clicks but both have unpredictability or uncertainty attached to them. But isn’t it true that this uncertainty makes us a bit more real and a bit more human. I mean, what good are you if you don’t cherish those memories? I believe in love and friendship, call me a hopeless romantic or a true Gemini friend but I will never ever stop believing in these two.

The truthful nature of a person has always attracted me. People may consider it my weakness or my wisdom but I get to know when someone is lying but then thankfully I have met a handful of people who always have been honest and upfront with me. This doesn’t mean I was never robbed of my trust but I have always found my guardian angel. I’ve recently met some really interesting people. You actually are left pleasantly astounded when you go out and meet new yet diverse individuals. There are a lot of them with who you connect on echelons that are inspiring. It is an awesome feeling to be with someone who appreciates your company. Now, I have started believing that there are celebrations, crazy ass fun around the corner with friends like pub hopping, booze overdose, shopping, hanging out and some special moments with someone that all become a part of the good life.

A huge social circle is not only tough to maintain but sometimes it may render you without a “Best Friend”. Often with time though you tend to realize that quality matters over quantity any day, this statement holds true in almost all aspects of life now.  As far as friends are concerned, there is always that one person who puts in some extra effort or sometimes you just get lucky with some people who make sure that you live your life the way you are meant to. Somewhere I had lost the fun part of me, it was buried somewhere underneath. For someone to bring it out, brush the dust of your angel-hellish shoulders is always an intriguing plan. It isn’t a battle of favorites, well maybe just a little.

As you grow older, what brings you peace and a little bit of fun alters as well. You genuinely cherish long weekends, as hectic as they may be or as chilled out as they may be. I mean the friendship cannot be defined by a meticulous description. Every person you meet and become friends with, fashions a new definition of it. The bond that you establish with a person is what characterizes your friendship with them. Recently, a friendship bloomed with a person of stardom, a celebrity, yet a very candid person who I am now proud to call a wonderful friend. A person who I met out of a common experience and sharing of information, a trust was built with this person that stemmed into a magnificent friendship which both of us could not fathom. Akin past, similar encounters, alike souls often leads to a state where even though you meet a person for the first time, having not known each other for long but you are still so comfortable in each others presence. That’s the kind of friendship which promises to survive a lifetime. There is solace in knowing each other and there is ease that one human provides to the other. There is a sort of co-dependency when you share secrets, laughter, presents, fun times, suggestions all of it which leads to a path of alliance with a good and genuine soul.

As one is exposed to the world, you learn how to gauge a person, sometimes it’s via a tough and a rough experience but these are the times that steer you to wards restoring your faith in the universe. To take solace in the fact that it is indeed looking after you. You learn how to trust the universe and humanity again. You value the thoughtful little gestures that someone does for you. Even though this new friend of mine is a celebrity (name cannot be mentioned) but the fact that she is a grounded, humble, loving human being is all that matters. These are the kind of people you know you want around in your life. The ones who you can be yourself with, who you can have fun with, who you can trust and who you know will stay true to you. It really indeed joyful to have found another treasured friend to add to my treasure chest full of great friends, oh and of course let’s not forget the fun ;) 

Coffee and the Pen!

The best part about meeting new people is that it assists you in exploring your soul more. Everyone is unique, a cliché statement, right but there is something to learn from everyone you meet. There is a story behind everyone you meet. There are narratives that will be shared with you to carry away with yourself. And so you take with you a part of their life that they share with you, which you end up revealing with numerous others that you meet or will meet in the future. 

A chance meeting with urban sanyaasi opened up the world of coffee and muse for me. A self learned coffee maestro, who helped me taste and explore a couple of really cool coffee concoctions that blew my mind away. All that information and tasting just at the cost of a warm hug, who could have thought. It’s inspiring to witness and be a part of the creativity that people come up with and the ingenious way the flavours are blended together, which is no short of brilliance and talent.

I've particularly been fond of his instagram and Jane series. A muse is always greater than the writer. She will eternally live through his words, his imagination and his mind. A trapped little thought that takes the shape of a brilliant mastery in the form of poetry, a story or art, doesn't matter what form because it makes it immortal. Words take flight as the pen bleeds its way onto the paper. Forever etched into her skin, into the minds of those who read her or see her, she becomes a visionary. To be written in the most inhibited fashion is a blessing. To be able to inspire words is a blessing. To be able to live through decades is a blessing. 

Serendipity!

It takes a dance to turn you on and yes, if the company is amazing you enjoy it all the more. I guess even the universe is conspiring against me and love or wishes for me to get love-struck. A meeting with friends for lunch led me to meet him again. It’s been a while since we connected but I guess lady luck has a divergent submission. He looked the same, maybe just a bit cuter in a good way but 10 years have done him justice. And yes, he is more suave and gentle now. It was a strange yet a funny feeling which totally left me bedazzled. I don’t know why but I got butterflies in my stomach when I saw him. I never thought I would get that for himmmmm. Was it his looks/ talks / gestures that captivated me or was it just him???? These questions are still circling my head and boggling my brain.

Has it really been 10 years since he left for US to work? Time flew, literally. He still has the same boyish smile though. Anyways, it could have been simple, where you just meet a person and move on, but see it’s my life and it has to be complicated. Suddenly he suggests that we should have dinner… why?? Because there just wasn't enough time for us to talk, and we really did want to talk more and catch up. The best thing about spending one on one time with a cherished friend is just that the flow of conversation is exactly that, it just drifts like water. I loved how he made me feel so comfortable, especially since I was totally awkward and shy the first time we met separately. It did not seem like we’ve not been in touch since the past 10 years. The comforting environment, his straightforwardness made me unwind and relate to him without any charades which of course steered towards hours and hours of non-stop conversation. I thought I could talk, he totally bowled me over. 

A good date is one where you don’t want it to end. There is instant attraction, the grub is delightful, the wine keeps gushing, you can't stop chuckling, the music is heavenly and the ambience is astounding. Consideration for the other person is definitely the kick start to any good date. The vital strategy is how someone makes you feel special because they want to. Want being the key word. It went obviously well because even as I type this, my heart is beating fast and I can’t stop smiling

A Glimpse into the Future!

Describe o’dear party souls what do you call a crazy long weekend? Well let me tell you that it involves you being busy af. When it leaves you with no time do what you love doing, which in my case is to write. 

So, I met these bunch of really cool people. The conversation I thought maybe could've been a point of concern to be honest, well because you know it’s a tad bit difficult to gauge the other person when you meet them for the first time. Sitting through that amazing conversation though was truly awesome. After I came back, I kept pondering over the concept of generation gap. It’s something that a lot of us struggle with because of the difference of opinions, thoughts, values between one generation to the next might differ slightly and sometimes a whole lot more. There is so much more attached to the concept these days. There are likes, dislikes, peer to peer association, movies, books, music etc. hell even different TV soaps which OK is a major point of discussion these days. From the use of anecdotes to character associations, you have to be with it or trust me you will find yourself lost. It was wonderful to be exposed to a different kind of perception.

A conclusion that I drew was the fact that the gap is supposed to be within generations right, well it isn’t. It’s between the same generation too. So basically, it all boils to the connect, your awareness of what is happening in the world, your exposure to the environment around you. How updated are you with the “urban” lingo for which there is an entire website and app now (so all the oldies out there, please connect to the internet and get with it). But among these generation X clicks, there are some old souls too. With who you connect on levels that just make the meet worthwhile. To know that there are some really good souls out there who begin to reinstate your faith in humanity. Well maybe just a little bit. Also, there are just so many portals to connect with each other, thanks to all the technological advancements. To strategically form your virtual symbiotic clan. The only sad thing about it probably could be the fact that they never really enjoy the growing up part because in most cases they are already there. But nonetheless totally a fun, enjoyable, enlightening evening.

Boo!

Dude I am totally tripping on Snapchat. I was never really too regular a user but hey it’s so amazing. First of all one of the cutest things about it is the mascot logo Ghostface Chillah dance when it’s loading, I mean how totally adorable is that!! The concept behind it is brilliant, short story, peekaboo into your life and the life of others. It’s almost like a sexy show that you get to view, with some crazy level shit happening.  So someone is sending me Snapchat of his US trip. From delightful family time to Viva Las Vegas (what happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas) apparently NOT thanks to Snapchat and OMG he actually went to places I recommended and sent me a picture. How thoughtful of the fact that I’m reminded of my moments spent in States. Those amazing moments spent at various corners that I loved….sigh! I really want to make a trip to Vegas again like sooo bad. With the right company, it surely is worth the trip!

There is something truly homely about America. Maybe it’s because its pseudo home for me because of the family and friends that I have or maybe the fact that we’ve grown up watching their culture so much that it’s almost like our cultures are merged now. Anyhow this is the best time to US FYI…because it’s almost spring and still pretty cool. But nonetheless it made me miss my second home soooo much. Hopefully I get to visit soonish…

A Spoken Melody!

Something awesome happens when you share the music that you like with someone else. You tend to pick the songs that have given you the best of feelings, made you cry, made you sway and have given you strength during tough times. A song is almost like a memory that you keep locked in always. When you share music, you tend to share a part of you with another. A secret message that you want to share with someone. Something that's hidden from the world, seen by everyone but only makes sense to one. It’s that one language that communicates in the best possible modus.  

It's always amazing to converse with someone who shares your love of music. Even better when they share your passion for almost the same artists or when they introduce you to a world where you get to pick some new tunes, varying genres and definitely intense emotions. How they add on to your knowledge and introduce you to new horizons is a marvel in itself. How they make you experience different shades of their persona and how they share a little bit of themselves too. Sometimes, if you're lucky enough, you get to see the deepest parts of their soul. Revel in the maze of their mind. How you get to know about their moods, their likes and dislikes. 

There is so much talent in this world. So many songs for every occasion, every turn, every curve of life that presents itself. Just so many resonances, descants that engulf you and capture you in a state of trance. A state where you are surrounded by harmonious beats, lyrics that make sense to your core and you are lost into whatever mirage that the songs help appear. It's just that glorious world around you and them. That's such an intimate experience to share with someone. 

This is the power of music. This is the power of melody. This is the power of conversation. This is the power of similar minds. 

OFS 78!

Monday Blues!

Ah the cursed Monday. We’ve had numerous quotes, memes and what not about the so called Monday blues. I’m particularly inclined towards it, have been forever actually. Monday blues hit you the minute you wake up because:

1. You can’t wake up in the morning as you get the best of sleep after a weekend of fun like for eg. if you have been drinking (mostly happens since we are adults). You. Just. Want. To. Sleep. In.
2. You’ve read so much about it already; it’s almost psychological now that you have Monday blues.
3.  In spite of the fact you love your work, it’s fun to JUST CRIB for the heck of it. ;)

So, here are some of my tried and tested tips to banish the Monday blues.

• Every Monday now, I don’t send a Good Morning or a happy Monday bla bla crap but a funny Monday message. Trust me it absolutely actually makes you want to live the Monday to its fullest. Since I have not used the word Monday a lot (;) cheeky I know), let’s get real about Monday blues.
• Wear the prettiest of clothes. Look HOT af and get that charm on. Yup, not only will you have eyes rolling but you will KILL it.
• Listen to some kickass music and sing along like your lungs will explode. Trust me not only will it lift your spirits but the contagious energy can be seen transferring from one automobile to another.
• Smile. Smile at the guard, smile at any co-worker that you can lay your eyes on. Not the freaky “Am gonna kill you” smile but the genuine “OMG so happy to see you after 2 days” smile. Works like a charm!
• Hug the shit out of friends at work. The extra bodily love does everyone good. Try to have a fun day.
• Have the best breakfast of your life, gossip about the weekend before you chalk out your to-do list for the week.
• Take a walk after lunch. Buy something (ok this really is just an excuse to buy stuff) but hehe go out.
• Have fun conversations, over messages or for real. Flirt and get that smile on your face and the face of another.
• Now, have some fruit. Preferably Banana – the so called happy fruit ( psst and if you are married or have access to someone, have morning sex).
• Plan an awesome evening out. This just absolutely sets the tone for the week.

These are some tips I’ve explored ever since I’ve been working. Try not to stress about Monday so much, always remember there is either beer or bae or both waiting when you get back home. Adios!!

Be Someone's Jane!

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I am selfish when it comes to you and me. Because you make me contemplate, inscribe my passion, make me tremble in sweet ache and decadence alike. You imprison my essence in monochrome, not knowing the innumerable shades you colour in me that enliven me. Bring forth enigmatic vigor that ignites every part of me, freeing me from manacles. A vulnerability that ascends me. I have read you reading every inch of me. The tables have turned and now I see you. I want to read you. I want to write you, to adequately confess.

I see you when you fiercely pen your thoughts as you sense my breath near your face. I notice you flinch every time I bite you at places seen and hidden from the world. How your eyes alter their tint every time you move in to kiss me. How I can feel you watching me as I sleep. But I want to look at you when you smile. How the curve of your lips turn, how diminutive lines accentuate your eyes. I study you too. I read you at length. I find ways just to be with you. I watch all your goose bumps rise as I begin to trace your collarbone to your very core.

Silly how you think the conversations we have make sense and serve a purpose. Maybe they do. Maybe they succor in discovering what drives your incongruity. Just a glimpse at your outlandish musings and identify who inspires you apart from me. I won't deny I feel a twinge of jealousy; I want to be the only one that steers you. I want to be the only curve you fondle, only caress you sense and the only insanity you plead. I am your Jane. You are my poet, one who composes me with pungent ethereal eyes that deliver me.  But I am selfish. I want to know what makes me rule you. How you make me want to see more of you through me. Numerous times we united but I want to feel you for the first time, every time..