Hover is dead

She was just as big as my thumb. Pretty beyond words, she would dart about the fish bowl and race her companions to grab as many food pellets as she could. She loved to watch TV as much as she enjoyed washing her fins over the stream of bubbles.

I will miss you Hover.

Mundane Story Retold

Bills - electricity, credit cards and phone
Chill me to the bones
Last minute rush to drop a cheque
Or add the biller to the online payee's 'deck'
Work on Mondays, work on Tuesdays
I wish we had more holidays
Atleast they could have managed
To give us some Wednesdays
Life, home, dreams, and wishes
Why do they pounce all at once
If only they were more civilized
I would serve them in order of precedence
Worry, anxiety, loneliness, and woes
Do they really need a place under the sun?
Why do they have to bother anyone?
They should be forever gone!

Sunrise, Sunset

I had learnt this song at school, and was hunting for the lyrics. Finally I found them, though a little different from then. Here goes...
Is this the little girl I carried?
Is this the little boy at play?
I don't remember growing older
When did they?
When did she get to be a beauty?
When did he get to be so tall?
Wasn't it yesterday
When they were small?
Sunrise, sunset
Sunrise, sunset
Swiftly flow the days
Seedlings turn overnight to sunflowers
Blossoming even as we gaze
Sunrise, sunset
Sunrise, sunset
Swiftly fly the years
One season following another
Laden with happiness and tears
What words of wisdom can I give them?
How can I help to ease their way?
Now they must learn from one another
Day by day
They look so natural together
Just like two newlyweds should be
Is there a canopy in store for me?
Sunrise, sunset
Sunrise, sunset
Swiftly flow the days
Seedlings turn overnight to sunflowers
Blossoming even as we gaze
Sunrise, sunset
Sunrise, sunset
Swiftly fly the years
One season following another
Laden with happiness and tears

This day last year

This day last year, I was pretty much in the same state as I am in this year. Long chats over the internet, enthusiam, trepidation, and sudden bouts of homesickness. The only differences is that I added one to the count of the number of years I have spent happily here. Over the past 2 weeks I travelled to a few places, met lots of people, had myself over fed by my mom. In short I was on a vacation. Back to Bangalore.

While I am here

इस पार प्रिये मधु है, तुम हो
उस पार ना जाने क्या होगा?
- हरिवंश राय बच्चन
Read these lines so many times since childhood. We have grown up adoring Amitabh Bachchan and so have our parents!
I recently came across his "much in the news" blog, and the first lines staring me in the face were these.
Very apt and true. While we are here, we have so many things to live for...family, career, love, home, town, politics, school, college, academics, sports, books, dance, painting, music....the list is endless. When we leave here, we don't know what awaits us.