Slivers

Ber Sarai Red Light

I am not certain if I enjoy crossing it every day. There is this bunch of young girls holding small kids in their laps, latching on to each car that halts and showering the drivers with compliments while begging for some money. Ameena would exchange a few words with me when ever the traffic light would permit. I liked her. She had these deep-borwn piercing eyes and a fiery smile. I wanted to capture it! I went looking for her the other day and the younger girls told me “Shaadi ho gayi uski!” I so hope that is true an she hasn’t been sold off.

Is flesh more beautiful than the soul???

NAB

I was visitng NAB for the first time and could not find my way. I called up S, the guy I was supposed to meet. He sounded vague! He just could not explain. He even asked two more people for the directions and even that did not help. Any way, I decided to help myself and reached NAB just in time. The receptionist was blind. Nevertheless, she gave me directions to reach S who was to help me with the recordings. He gave me a broad smile and said ‘hi!’ and apologized for his inability to help me with the directions.

The blind know their destination in their heart and use their instincts to reach there!
Sad, I still don’t where I am going most times.

8th floor, Gurgaon

We always hit it off very well with each other! I like S and B immensely.

I don’t believe in soul connections and the sort but we connected beautifully that day at a level which always made me feel secure. Still does! We opened up our lives and shared some of our recent experiences. S looked lovely and inspiring as she went on to explain the powers we hold within. The atmosphere got so charged! I got goose bumps. She explained about the art of living and how god designs these hurdles for us. We suffer to grow. And sometimes God answers our prayers. There are miracles! They happen! S had twins. She recently lost one of them.

Ram mandir

I cannot bear the site of looking at those gates anymore. It pains me. And I feel scared to even peep at the depth of sorrow in you.

I just want you to know I love you… very much.

VV

I remember writing that little poem for M and putting it in a frame. It was just a simple activity to please her and nothing more. Yes, sisters are god’s most precious gift! This I know because I miss M like crazy!

To be continued...