PMS- Pathetically Messy Series...

Well medical science says PMS is natural and to an extent not-curable..You can just ease it..For them it is Pre-Menstrual Syndrome..I call it PMS my way...it really is a painful mournful series of events..Every month when the clock is about to tick....Mr. PMS comes calling(Why Mr.??? mmmm well men r trouble so is PMS)...I still have no explanation why I get cranky..irritated and absolutely unreasonable..I hate it when I am like this and people tell me..Uh! Lady I knw its the bad time of the month...Darn it!! Bad time..They tell me Bad time!! Ah!! it is just too pathetic..But I find it funny a lot many times...I mean the mood swings are weird...I end up loving the person I started hating in the morning..haha...I donno..Its soooooo weird...and I end up fighting with people for stupid reasons.. I have this theory...The only person who can stand ur PMS is ur true friend...coz it can never get worst than this..Well so a friend in PMS is a friend indeed... :) When I first started feeling so, I was like ah! Now wats this..I am ok with the monthly celebration but why this..is it ok..or am I actually getting too stressed and uncomfortable with myself...haha..I am sure a lot many women have faced it...Sooner...I realised, its not just me but almost 95% of the women I knw.. I have just two PMS frenz...Archi..and the another one doesnt prefer to be named...both of them have been there with me thru this rocky-trail...Archi and Me both get damn messy when PMS come calling...We r ready with our boxing gloves to hit sum1 hard... I have spent almost a month reasearching on it...internet ofcourse has been a boon.. No one has the answers...the satisfying ones..they say eat this..do tht...man!! nothing helps..I suggest..get PMS frenz..and vent ur anger sumwhere...I think the theory is that women tend to be a lil scared to express their anger,disagreement and disappointment in ppl and life..so PMS gives them freedom to be as nasty as they can get...Well the fren who doesnt prefer to be named..has been subjected to a lot from me...I am thankful....But I donno how long both of them will stand me...There is a lot to be written in this section..But I am not the one to suggest anything..all i can say is let it pass..just a phase..and get sum PMS frenz.. :) Or buy a pillow and try punching hard... Rest Will edit later..grrrrrrrr...I am cranky...PMS cums calling..ah! ;)

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Aasmaani Rang hain..

I have been an avid fan of Gulzar since my school-days..I still cant understand how he just gets the right words to speak the language of heart...

kachchey pakkey se lawzon ko bunn kar..kitni aasaani se har baat bayaan karney ka hunar hain yeh...paani ke geelepan ko bunaa kabhi..kabhi hawaa ki thandak aur nami ko pakad liya apney shabdo mein..alfaazon mein aankhon se baat karvaaye kabhi..kabhi khamoshi ko hi zubaan bana diya...kabhi ek mulakat ko zindagi ka naam diya..kabhi ishq ko naam diye..roop diye..wajah di..akaar diye...

It has been a secret always..I have had sum curious frenz of mine asking me...in usual college-time truth n dares..about who my crush was..well my crush has always been and will always be Gulzar Saheb. Sounds weird, but eversince I know him..I wanted to be with him...Like average school-going gals, I actually believed he wrote for me..haha...Sooner as I grew-up I realised..he writes for me and for everyone who speaks and understands his language...This man is sumthing...he is pure..and magical...He reminds me of Michael Bolton's song: Can I touch you there?Not being sexually explicit he meant, a place deep inside a woman..a place as pure as her...and thats her heart, her soul..and Gulzar saheb does that...

I am his fan forever...No words are gud enuff to define him...I was listening to sum of his works...like this one..and I felt like penning down sumthing...His best is yet to cum as he always says...

Woh abhi tak pul par khadi thi..

Ateet se aati huyee hasi aur awaaz bahut duur nahi lagi..

aisey hi laga jaisey awaaz abhi tak beeti nahi..

shayad kohrey mein haath badaaye toh choo hi ley usey..

ghadi dekhi... second ki suyee apney pehrey par parade kar rahi thi ..

aur abhi tak uskey aaney ki koi aahta nahi thi..

raat mein shagaaf aa gaya tha..crack aa gaya tha..

aadhi raat kat chuki thi..woh raat bhi aisye hi kati thi..

ikkisavi mazil par ek ghoomtey huye restaurant mein.. shayad toronto mein tha..

woh do hi they..aur ghadi dekhi thi toh usney apna haath rakh diya tha uss par..

kitna badaa haath tha uska..uski dono kalaayeeaa usmein band ho jaaya karti thi..lock ho jaati thi..

apni bojhal aankhon se usney dekha tha uski taraf...

aur uski aankhon ki awaaz sunaayee di thi..

tumhaari aankhon ka rang bhi toh aasmaani hain... :)

Ek aur gehri baat...ek aur kissa ishq ka...yehi unki zubaan hain..Sunset ke rang bhi kitnye kachchey hotey hain naa!!

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Adhuri si...ek kahaani koi...

likhney ko alfaaz nahi miltey.. kehney ko jazbaat nahi miltey... kehna chahaa har baar .. par kya karein..aisey haalat hi nahi miltey.. kabhi kahaa bhi aur uski khamoshi sunn bhi li mainey.. padd liya dhundla sa woh jo kuch likha tha uski aankhon mein.. fir bhi khwahishon ka darr hain mujhey... aasmaan choo jaati hain kabhi kabhi.. udney lagti hain pankh failaaye khuley aasmaan mein iss tarah... ki aasmaan ki uchaiyon se bhi darr lagta hain kabhi kabhi Khwahishon pe bhi kya koi paabandi hoti hain.. Band aankhon ki bhi yeh aisi jugalbandi hoti hain...

Beparwah si ek parwaaz meri bhi ho jaati hain..

Taaron ki jab razaamandi hoti hain...

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Koi aaya tha...

Kisi khwahish ki baah pakdey koi aaya toh tha..kisi karvat pe yaadein chod key gaya mere takiye ke neechey.. Apni kohni pey tikaye sarr ko...meri neend ko thapkiyan de raha tha koi.. Subah uthi...uljhano mein se jhaak ke dekha toh uski dahini kohni ka ek gehra sa nishaan...wahin tha.. Dekha aas paas toh koi tha toh nahi...par ek khushboo si..aisa laga sapno se utar zindagi mein koi aaya toh tha... Shayad koi aaya toh tha....khwaabon ki baah pakdey..haan mujhey lagta hain...koi aaya toh tha...

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Taana Baana Buntey Buntey!!!

Another beautiful morning, let me say lazy morning, I woke up to the music of RahatFateh Ali Khan. I have this strange habit : Whenever am travelling and staying at hotels or flats, I am a lil sleepless so I put on music on my Laptop and sleep. So this morning too my poor laptop was humming the music I put on. I love this song- Infact I have been glued to just two songs all these days, one is O re Piya by RFAK and another is Khubsurat hain tu by Sukhwinder(I recommend the video, it is deep..yeah it is)..and there is this one song I relate to- Tujhse Naraaz nahi zindagi.. and yeah Mujhsey naraz ho to ho jaao..( I can recall how it helped me to heal when I hit rock bottom.. Aao ek baat main kahoon tumsey, Jaaney fir koi yeh kahein naa kahein..tumko apni talaash karni hain...humsafar koi bhi rahein naa rahein..tumko apney sahaarey jeena hain..dhoondti koi aasra naa raho)..I wonder if am growing old..haha..frenz joke around abt it frm school days..They tell me gal get a life..u r always in for sufi,classical and passion songs. Me cant help it..I just love them..No matter if I have stopped singing..music still my soul and it makes me feel alive... Me and Anurag are great frenz..and at times our frequency in terms of music do match..so its like he suggests me and I suggest him abt wat to listen to..ironically at times we r listening the same music..like we both fell head over heels for Kailash kher's album..I still remember how we used to discuss and dissect his album that came up..I appreciate his music sense..may be coz tht matches mine.. They say," Music is the food for the soul".. I agree..It is indeed..My job involves travelling all the time..I literally live in planes and cars at times..and music keeps me going... Now when I m in bglr for work, the traffic jams here not to mention are killing so my cabbie knws mam will start blabbering abt how pathetic it is..he knws how to shut my chatterbox..he puts on sum music as soon as we get stuck..poor guy..he is used to hearing it frm me..Bhaiya! Yeh bglr ka traffic to bas..aapki govt kuch karti kyun nahi..haha.. Endless wait at sum airports is enuff to agonise me...so I carry my ipod everywhere I go and obviously my favourite romantic authors...I am music and book buff...there are almost 99% chances that u see me sleeping with my mouth open in the airplane..haha..with a buk in my hand and ipod on my ears..thts wat life has become..more wires in a person than him... One cent for all, Music is my saviour.. So this morning..RFAK has woken me up...I feel wonderful..gonna leave bglr today..so let me pack my bags..it will be another musical journey now..my cabbie might be wondering waiting downstairs for me..God! Aaj traffic naa ho...warna madam fir shuru ho jayengi..ki humaari dilli mein aisa nahi hota...hehe..Poor chap!! I wonder when does he eat and sleep..I keep him on his toes whole day long..kabhi yahan kabhi wahan...and half of the time..I tell him I knw where we have to go and I get lost..haha...thansk to me he knws the remotest of places in bglr... Chalo...badi mushkil se ek aur post poori huyee..and to write about Music..one post is not enuff...time to pack up..

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Monsoon Moments!!

Somebody told me a real special thing the other day...I found it really interesting though..."To enjoy simple pleasures of life..u shud always be a lil foolish...U shud leave behind all the logic and rationality so that you relish each and evry moment of a pleasure that Life is, at times"....Hmmm quite mushy..Isn't it? But a gud thought to start with..Atleast once a day, I try to be a lil irrational( I am sure all the MCPs will gear up to say..gimme a break honey!! women r not supposed to be rational anyways..haha..)..at times I try to just do illogical things as they say..Its fun to be a kid at times..today only I gave myself a treat to get drenched in the rain..enjoying each and every drop of water that just rushed through me..It was sheer fun..no qualms..no fuss..simple pure fun..and who said u need company to be happy..It was fun being a bit foolish today...I paid a price though..amidst my series of aaachoooo!!! I got a real gud lecture..huh! To share the secret I loooooved it!! To let my hair loose n njoy the rain..sounds funny wen I think abt it.. :) This reminds me of my home..ah! the kiddos in the colony still wait for Di to some home from her loong tours so she can join them atleast when it rains..we just bully each other and splash water..jump around on the terrace...and get all drenched..not to forget Caesar( He died sum days back-My dog)..who always loved to hang around with Di..no matter if it means getting soaked in the rains...So our gang..still waits for that monsoon moment..I wonder how sweet kids are...sumtimes its so magical when you are with them...they make Di leave behing her busy schedules..calls..chats and personal crap..and join them in full-time masti.. Rains always bring us together....Miss u kiddos!! Will soon be back home for diwali.. :)

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