Mind & Soul

“Do you know I have been queen barely 10 years And during that time I’ve had three prime ministers All of them ambitious men Clever Men Brilliant … Men Not one has lasted the course They have either been too old, too ill or too weak A confederacy of elected quitters!” With those lines, a pregnant Queen Elizabeth II storms out of the room where her third prime minister is meekly lying on the hospital bed. In the new season of this Netflix show “The Crown” I find these lines as the best possible lines to express a stressed monarch’s disappointment. Although Netflix might have created this show to describe how difficult and complex the life of a British Royal is; I find the show (to a very large extent) sarcastic. How these royals did nothing except gossiping in their comfortable chairs and planning marriages or other gala events. Despite this, one commendable aspect of Queen Elizabeth II’s ruling reflected by this show seems to be that she had somehow noticed and accepted

On the suggestion of a newly made friend, I am driven to write after ages. Something which I had observed during my recent business escapade to Maastricht. To totally recuperate myself from the age long sabbatical, I have helped my mind with dimly lit room. Thanks to Christmas lights in the living room. To top it all, I have just switched on the radio station ‘Purani Jeans’ on Gaana.com. In recent days, I have started playing it again. Apple music subscription has really made me forget about this gem. I think it was almost two weeks ago; when I accidentally remembered about this app on my phone and jumped with joy on my home-office chair. Although I had some 400 clauses to answer and comply with, yet I took a break to feel the old songs on this radio station. I think the song was ‘Tere Bina Zindagi Se’. This song has always poked something wounded inside me which I could never believe, existed inside me. Listening to this song again made me forget about my tender responses and th

Dear Zindagi, First of all, I would like to inform you that I am writing a letter to life for the #DearZindagi activity at BlogAdda. Otherwise I would have never paid attention to this aspect of being thankful to you. Yes, a little unthankful I have become with time. So this one is just for you! Thank you Zindagi.  Thank you for all the tiny happy moments, fascinating experiences, help during tough times and a pat on the back whenever I made a mark. Remember when I was small; you made it so pleasant and good for me. As I grew, I found you more beautiful to me. Not because I discovered iPhone & Prada but because, you made me capable; capable to be happy despite of the circumstances. You showed me ways to unlock happiness and helped me in sticking to it. Remember, when I used to envy my friends who went for school trips while I stayed at home and study. Well, guess what, my life’s most cherished moment is still the one where I saw Mom and Dad teary eyed on my gold

Life goes on. Isn’t it? Moments change, situations evolve or sometime remains same but in different setting. New beginnings arrive. They bring new people with them. New people bring new energy. They bring a new side of the coin. Coin is now having multiple sides. You had thought only of two sides but now it has many. Who could think! The dimensions which you discover in your conversations, brings new challenges. New challenges make you miss old challenges. They were more comfortable to fight with. You had been fighting them for so long. Now, there are new ones and they are tough because they are new. Once you get a hang of these, they too will become old and uninteresting. May be! If I look from this perspective, life is not at all interesting. It is boring. People, situations and some other things might change but difficulty levels, resolution levels remain same. May be a level up or down every time! But yeah, it tests your endurance and then you either lose or win but ulti

Don’t know why I miss you tonight! I gulped whole of it. Guess, that was the third drink. So old it is in time, that I don’t remember even a tiny bite. But I want to live that night again. Now when I am a little wiser, now when I am a little strong to hold a couple of drinks. Don’t know why I miss you tonight! I know you are reading this. I know you want me to write. You might be crying reading this. Oh, you have to cry while reading this. B’cs so am I. Don’t know why I miss you tonight! I know that night is special to you too. Though it is in the ashes today. But hey love, hey charm of the night, I know how you do miss the night. Don’t know why I miss you tonight! My heart cries a thousand tears. My throat is having a heaviest lump. But I know that was in stars as this lone night is probably too in stars. Don’t know why I miss you tonight. Danced on a couch and landed on floor. Don’t know when you kept me back in my space.