Wednesday Wallpapers #17

Sorry for being AWOL lately, if anyone missed me at all! :( Picture taken enroute to Mumbai from Pune on a weekend trip.

~Annie.
P.S: Just LOVE that shade of green when the monsoons come by..
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Now Playing: Etho Varmukilin | Neha Nair (Outcast Vocals)

This part of my life is called Joy.

Just when I was about to give up on the damnit-you-blink-and-they-dry Acrylics ...

~Annie.
P.S: I think my 'A.' at the top right looks pretty cool! What say? :)
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Now Playing: What A Wonderful World | Louis Armstrong

26th July 2005 - - part 3

(Late post. Sorry folks, office is killing me! & on top of all that, they blocked blogger! ARGH! :| :|)

Read Part 1 & Part 2 first.

Imagine being surrounded by a complete blanket of darkness around you. Add to that, walking/trying-to-keep-your-self-from-drowning in water. Not to mention a middle-aged lady who was... suprisingly fast! I mean dude, you are in water. you are in the dark. & hello? you are like 35!! How can you move that quick???!!!!


So, the situation looked grim. It was like you get halfway through something and then you have the "Uh-oh" moment. We were as far away from Linking Road & from S.V.Road & suddenly it didnt look like a escape route anymore! The water for some reason was rising alarmingly fast, the lady seemed to be getting taller & hop-skipping to safer places. Bhavik was getting scared at how chest high water for the guys meant a literal visarjan for the tiny me *gulp*. Nik looked tense for the first time during the night, we were holding hands really tightly so that we dont lose anyone. Bhavik suggested that they should carry me. My expression was the precise equivalent of "???!!!!" After some delibration the idea was dropped because the water was overpowering whatever we would do anyway. It was safer to hold hands. I distinctly remember slipping once and almost drowning, with my poor heart in my mouth, thrashing around in the water that a freaking eel! After what seemed like forever, we finally noticed that the water seemed calmer (apparently the earlier rushing water was due to some pipe burst + rain + road slope) and seemed to be going down. Finally reached S.V.Road, where the water was indeed lower and thats when Rupesh says, "Erm.. guys.. where is that lady?". We look around & there are very few people around us, and we exchange looks of "wtf happened to her???!!!" Bhavik swore she was ahead of us when we stumbled upon S.V.Road & right now there was no lady in sight...

26th July 2005 - - part 2

Read Part 1 here.

Four people. Two umbrellas. I was mentally doing a jig, wonder if everyone could hear it. I mean come on!!!! Anyone who stays here in Mumbai knows how romantic the rains are - its grey and windy and there is this slight chill in the air that feels quite nice. I am really short (barely 5 2") and I was walking on the divider, one hand over Nik's shoulder, hunched up under the umbrella. The water was rising, though it was just drizzling.. Our other two friends (Bhavik & Rupesh) were walking behind us, discussing Mechanics - I.(?!)

That month, there was this new newspaper that was breaking into the largely monopolized market of TOI - DNA (haven't heard of that since then actually :P but they did come with a bang..) They had this survey thing, where people wearing boring blue shirts caught you at bustops and stations, asking "Kya aapke paas saath minute hai?". There we were soaking wet, given up on the umbrella, walking with a crowd of people, and Nik, very well known for this stupid PJ's says, "Yeh loh mujhe maarenge na, if I ask them, kya aapke paas saath minute hai?". "If you don't shut up, main tujhe maroongi" I say, giggling nevertheless :P

26th July 2005 - - part I

Its been five whole years, and yet when I think of it, it makes me smile for some strange reason. Almost everyone I know has a '26th July Story', I do too, and no, its not  something extraordinary.. Its something that happened to a lot of people, that walk back home.. For me, it is one of the awesomest, thrilling times I have ever had., simply because Im sure no other city other than Mumbai would have given me such an experience.... So what happened? Read on... :)
 

26th July 2005'.. 

Just after lunch break, it starts to rain. It isnt pouring, its drizzling steadily, fat drops of water... exactly how I like it. Its starting to get chilly, and my socks feel so warm in my brand new shoes. Its that shade of grey that I really really like outside, but unfortunately I have a book that I really really hate in front of me. Applied Physics - I. Nothing that can ACTUALLY BE applied in real life anyway. Looking up, I watch the teacher drone on about Gauss's Theorem and start to zone off. Mom calls and the vibration thats as good as a ringtone, brings me back to the present. I put it on silent and throw it into my bag. Turn back, bleary eyed, to "...the volume total of all sinks and sources, the volume integral of the divergence, is equal to the net flow across the volume's boundary ..."

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Rains..

*I wrote this a longgg time back, but i never put it here, cz well, a lot of things i write dont find their way here anyway... it was just one of those things...

anyway, since its raining rain posts all over blogville, here is My Rain Post *

Sights, smells and sounds… those are the things that define memories for me. Memories are the things that I remember with amazing clarity… all it takes is a moment to close my eyes and feel it all over again…

One of my most favorite things in the world is to watch the rains. There was this time when , I used to be the first one out there…drenched to my skin, happy , oblivious to the hardships of life. It was like timeout, u know. Just forget everything. All that matters is the pitter patter of the rain drops… the winds in the background… and the skies the color of molten iron. Somewhere along the way the little girl had to grow up. Now she’s on the other side of the window. Just watching and reminiscing about those days…

Rains.

There’s so much about them that I cant forget….
Memories of carefree childhood.
Memories of first day to school… year after year… of home and being tucked safely under the soft cozy bedcovers… as it poured outside..
Memories of two best friends beginning a ritual of treating each other every time they met (which is like once a year) … that will last forever…
Memories of time with friends discovering the joys of being a college going student…discovering the infinite possibilities of stuff to do when u r free…

And of course…Memories of love.
Memories of being kissed for the very first time… in the light drizzle in the middle of nowhere… a sweet memory of just a peck on the cheek… just as beautiful even after all these years…
Memories of passionate kisses while getting wet in the rain… with someone who disliked the rains as much as I loved them. Feel the odd combination of the cold rain outside and searing heat within…
Memories of being locked up in a small cozy place as it poured outside. Feel the hand slip down the arm, pulling me closer. Can u imagine still feeling the breath tht ruffled your hair even though it happened a lifetime ago?
Memories of crashing waves and rushing winds as we strolled down the bandstand… then seaface…
Memories of the college quad… silent… and the basketball and us…
Memories of dreams coming true… in the world where they still existed.

People moved on. Hearts got broken. Life changes and so do the people who held a special place once upon a time. We all move on. We all have to forget things. Vacuum out the dust to make way for sometime new. Some people are not meant to be together. And some are supposed to be there even though they think they ought to go away. Everything changes. Some of the people who are there as a part of all these memories don’t even exist in my life anymore. Atleast not in the real sense. But they will continue to be there as long as I have these memories.

And even though some hurt me bad… the memories don’t hurt anymore. They are just there… thinking about them is like watching a movie that u have seen before. You know what’s gonna happen and u know that no matter how hard you cry, you cant change the end. Its sort of like that. There will come a time when everything will be worth it and when that day comes, the memories will make u realize that… Sometimes the worst things that happen to you… are actually the best ones… think about it...

Annie.
P.S: The pic is courtesy Arnab, one of my nicest blogger friends. :) And also my Bengali Teacher. So far all I hav learnt is "Kaemon acho?" :P :D

P.P.S: And thanks to Prince Ali too, who told me a long time back that I ought to put this on the blog. :)

I stood outside in the rain today...

I know from the sound...That the rains coming down
I know it from the sweet smell of earth... That the rains are here
And I know it from the loneliness that wells up in my heart
You aren’t here beside me...N That the rains are here...

I stood outside in the rain today,
Hugging myself as the rains soaked me to the bone,
Wishing it might wash away with itself,
What there is left inside of me...

I stood outside in the rain today,
And watched as the lightning flashed across the sky,
I like it out here, cold and wet, I m just a random Nobody,
No one even need know that I’m even there…

I stood outside in the rain today,
Tired of hiding behind the happy mask and the pretend smile,
And the rain does not let me lie anymore.. or hide anymore,
All this pain in my heart, while slowly each day I’m dying...

I stood outside in the rain today,
My tears leaving black streaks down my face,
And the blankness in my eyes is my sorrows only trace..
But this time I can blame it on the rain...

It’s raining today, and everything reminds me of you,
Making me wonder if you still love the clown-girl from your yesteryear…
She’s all grown up now, no dreams lighting up her eyes anymore
She’s all grown up now… But she still misses her Ro...

Yours,

An's...

P.S: There’s so much more to say.. But I’m afraid this will leave me feeling more empty than what I started with.. So Ill stop now..

P.P.S: "Pyar tumhe kitna karte hai... Tum yeh samaj nahi paoge.. Jab hum na honge toh bolo kya tab aaoge...."

Passing Thoughts...

It is SO worth it making someone smile. :) (smiles foolishly)

Gods been playing artistic dude for 3 days in a row.. Yesterday he went all pastel.. The evening was so bright... Orange and fiery. It was so beautiful it made me stop being panicky as I was (Isha will vouch for that!) and I decided to admire the sun go down with a silent wow. (Karan will vouch for that!) :)

And today He decided to play with water colors. First he went into sepia mode.. making everything look so beautiful I cant even find the right words.. and then it rained!!!!!!!! YAY!!!! as expected I went mad... went and played 'saakhli' with the kids. (don't ask me what that is if you don't know. :P I'll be too embarrassed to say. :D) Taught the youngest ones to make paper boats.. and jumped in the dirty puddles with the older ones. Annie plays while Mom is away. :)

Saw a cute couple walking hand in hand, oblivious to the world.. Getting wet in the rain. Watched them with a faraway smile. Missed someone. The rains tug at the heartstrings that ache the most.

"Jo tum ho toh yeh lagta hai ki mil gayi har khushi,
Jo tum na ho toh yeh lagta hai ki har khushi mein hai kami......

Tum ko hai maangti.. yeh zindagi..."

- Annie.
P.S: Its Raininggggg!!!!!! :)