Future Dreams.

I have never been particulary good at writing poems, I just can't get my words to rhyme. I still try though. This is something i wrote today evening, when i was a little low. I like to write something, anything actually when i am low. It somehow soothes me and helps me think better. I initially was of the mind to write something melodramatic or sad, but decided against it and wrote something a little brighter instead. Here it goes..

Future Dreams.

A sweet dream.
A distant thought.
Of a better life.
Of making a fresh new start.

Of forgetting the past.
Of having no regrets.
Of living each day,
like its the last.

Of finding happiness,
in the tiniest of things.
Of being joyful,
with every surprise that life brings.

Of moulding the future,
to our hearts content.
Of confidently,
walking ahead.

Diaper Fashion? Ya right!

So, i was reading the newspaper today, when i came across a Huggies Diaper ad. The thing that caught my attention though, was that it said ' Huggies Jeans Diaper Pants ', from there ' Huggies Fashion Jeans ' range ! Fashion diapers, are you kidding me!!!!

I mean, whats the point of having jeans diapers ? I know. Ripping parents pockets. And i also know that if not all, at least some parents will purchase this item in an attempt to make their young one " fashionable" and different from the rest. Ridiculous! Babies don't need it! They are adorable the way they are.

What, Huggies was not minting enough money already from all over the world, that they come up with such an idea to fool parents who are already giddy with happiness on the birth of their little one.

So, whats next? Huggies Skinny Jeans Diapers. :D Lets wait for it, you never know. It's a funny place this world.

Meanwhile, i have to admit their commercial is pretty cute. But, don't let it fool you !!

Snap-shot.

Snap-shot : An informal photograph taken quickly, typically with a hand held camera.

My house is strewn with " snap-shots ", of me, my parents, my aunts, my uncles, my cousins and their cousins, random people i don't know. Snap-shots of weddings, of birthdays, of naming ceremonies, of honeymoons and picnics. At times just of flowers or valleys. In short snap-shots of everything and every occurrence that a normal human life consists of.

Their must be over a thousand of them in my house. Usually, they are all kept neatly stacked in drawers, the reason for them being out is my Father's insistence of scanning each one of them since they have started to fade a little, especially the ones from his childhood days.

Snap-shots are memory preservers. The moment you see an old photograph, you are instantly taken back in time to when it was being clicked. And then you remember when and where it was clicked, and instantly you start narrating the incident related to the photograph to whoever will listen to you. They are great conversation starters i must say. For example, just the other day I was at my aunts place to pick up a couple of pictures for scanning that she has, and we were looking through them all and she had so much to say about them. Each photograph had a different story.

There are so many emotions different emotions that looking at photographs bring about. At times an elated smile or a joyous laugh. At times the feeling of loss when you come across a picture of one who is no more. So many emotions, so many memories. All definitely worth preserving.

I am glad my Father thought of scanning them so as to preserve them. For, it would be an utter shame to loose them to time.

Thought.

Giving up is easy, very easy. Staying put on the other hand, even when things are downer than down and life is treating you miserably is by far the toughest thing to do, even though it often presents you with the greatest reward. : )

A little something for my Mother.

Memories of you never leave me, and never shall. They dwell inside me, and always will. Some happy, some sad. Some good, some bad. Some which bring a smile. Others, which bring a tear. Some make me proud of the daughter that I was. While others make me wonder, "I wasn't all that good after all..." When I am low, thinking of you makes me cry, true. But, it also brings the feeling of a familiar warmth that your hugs used to. That's when i feel safe and sound, knowing that somehow you are still around. You were my best friend and still are. You get a first hand look of me and my life from up above. I miss you everyday. Every hour. Every second. And i like to believe that wherever you are you miss me too. :)

Though you are not here, you still are the best for me. Always will be. I miss you and I love you mamma. :) :*

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Back from the Dead !

Its been more than a year since I published my first post on this blog ! So much has changed in a year. I have changed in so many ways. Reading the post I made on 28th june 2010 makes me realize that. I feel I was a kid back than. Maybe, when I read this post a year later i might still feel the same. Life after all is a continuous process. Each day one grows a little bit smarter, a little bit tougher, a little more experienced and a little bit wiser. " Change is inevitable. "

There are 3 reasons for me to restart writing here.

1: The constant daily push from my father, to write and express my feelings and thoughts.

2: Seeing my friend write a blog out of her own accord. That is when I felt, " Dude, I was suppose to this." That was my second push.

3: This time I really REALLY want to do this !! From the depth of my heart :D

And hence, I believe that this time around I won't let my blog die. :)