Pensive

* Written with a pretty silver Parker pen with a medium nib :)

Cold and Common

I have no control of my sorry nose

My phlegmy throat or chest

My head is heavy, my eyelids too

I’m a big old sorry mess.

My M’s are B’s and my N’s are D’s

There’s a ringing in my ears

My voice is muffled, rough and thick

And I sneeze myself to tears

I don’t want meds though the cough syrups nice

I don’t want to Vicks or steam

I don’t want khichdi or hot chicken broth

And I don’t want ginger tea

I’d like to sleep without sleeping upright

I’d like to taste my food

I’d like to breathe easy, and not through my mouth

I’d like to be in a good mood.

Dear common cold, we’re at the halfway point

Of your holiday in my body and brain

Let me say goodbye while you’re still around

So long, till we meet again

*Image courtesy Deviantart :)

Happy 2014

2014 begins. As always, I have a good feeling. And I refuse to believe that this year will be anything but spectacular. As far as I’m concerned, (and despite a vicious food poisoning episode on New Year’s eve) the year’s already started off brilliantly. 

But before I bid a complete adieu to 2013, I thought I’d chronicle some yays and nays of the year just gone.

1.     I never did my Yoga Teacher’s Training. The timing just wasn’t right. Ever. I have a feeling that 2014 will be the year. I just hope the kind folks at the Sivananda centre don’t write me off as that loony who keeps writing to us but never shows up for the training.

2.     I did an awesome trip to Greece with 5 wonderful women, each of whom is a special kind of Goddess (in keeping with the Greek theme) and incredibly fun. Women friends rule.

3.     I rode a quad bike for the first time and loved it (courtesy Greece trip).

4.     I bought my Macbook Air, a constant companion nowadays.

5.     I made some quirky new friends, some of them most unexpected. And I’m very grateful for having chanced upon them.

6.     Sadly, a special friend flowed out of my life as well.

7.     I saw my first ever double rainbow J (If you look closely at the picture you'll just about see the second one)

8.     I didn’t achieve my many ambitious fitness goals. Mostly because I hemmed and hawed my way through getting around to them. All fitness efforts this year will be directed towards completing my Yoga Training.

9.     I didn’t do as much writing as I wanted to. BUT, I did start a blog. Again. And managed to write a little bit. Plus, I landed a fun writing project, which I’m excited about.

10. Work was good, and terrible, and ok and then good again. I expect big things this year. Unfortunately I’m quite sure I won’t be able to put the word ‘big’ before increment L

11. I had a fabulous new haircut and got many compliments for it J

12. Phala got married. Woohoo. And we have a new member in the family.

13. I never did start that food blog with the roomie. Big Fail. And we have video evidence of this being a 2013 resolution.

14. The roomie and I also never got married (another 2013 resolution). Boys, there’s hope for you, yet.

15. I went to the Ajmer Dargah Sharif with my 2 besties J. It was a quickie trip and also my only train trip in 2013.

16. I did one thing that scared me. I'm not telling.

17. I got 2 more tattoos.

18. I travelled to Dubai for the first time.

All in all, a pretty good year.

And now on to 2014.

Redaa

Fair-haired girl of so many colours

She can’t help but stand out among others

She brightens up my life in so many ways

She’s the mist of the morning and the light of the day

She is earth and she is fire

Quick to laugh, an emotional crier

She speaks with words, her eyes and her hands

She’s a language not everyone understands

She loves too easy, she loves too much

This is her strength and it is her crutch

She is the ether, she is the air

Even when she’s gone, she’s always there

She is a map but loves to get lost

She’s true to her heart whatever the cost

A second, a minute, a year older

Sometimes shy, and sometimes bolder

She may be soft, but she is strong

My heart is somewhere she will always belong

She’s a little bit magic, a little mystery

Thank God our souls have an incredible history

* with love, to one of the most beautiful people I know, on her birthday

D Day

This Diwali has been quite eventful.

Apart from the very social week that the roomie and I have had (Taash parties including one of our own, dressing up, food, gifts, dry fruits, lights and diyas, etc., we did the whole shebang!), I was amazed (and very, very happily so) at the enormous amount of goodwill going around. Smiles were cheap and the season was thick with camaraderie.

And as my eardrums and nasal tract have not been raped by the fire-crackers, it was an especially wonderful festival of ‘lights’. As it should be.

Come Tuesday, the holiday haze had lifted and the shutters on everyone’s hearts came down again. Pity.

Oh well… I won 500 bucks, wore amazing clothes, got lovely prezzies and scarfed down much yummy food. It was a freaking good Diwali for me, and I refuse to stop twinkling.