Look! A sparrow...

Rains...fresh green trees...pleasant sky...oh, and a sparrow. My, where did these birds go? A sparrow is the only bird I can relate to the term, 'little birdie.' It's so tiny and cute and so a typical birdie. I take one careful look and I find so many of them...man, I must be living in one of those places where there's no hustle, no mad rush of vehicles, no tall concrete structures emanating hot air from their ACs...only beautiful trees and butterflies and sparrows!

Here's one, perching on the window grill...so typical of a sparrow...visiting your house gracefully and beautifully...

I'm stuck

I am 'literally' stuck in a state of boredom and monotony. I gape at the sky and realize it's lonely and it's depressing... My vision hazed...my self simply cut-off from things that used to seem bright...they now cease to look good...a monochromatic splash of expressions... the place, the air...everything around me now asks me to halt, take a look and come to terms with the bitter truth that I'm stuck...so stuck with myself and my bag of fickle aspirations...head saturated with hopes gone broken...suppressed in doubt... the dream seems too far away...how far can I stretch my hands?

...else, this monotony will kill my spirit.

iMelt

Very few things make me melt...like this song absolutely does. I love the composition and this is no doubt my favorite song ever. I don't know why but it gives me this weird feeling...like simply closing my eyes and 'feeling it' types...I am just not able to describe the feeling actually...it makes me want to search for something...

Then there are these other weird things that calm me down, like the rain and the smell of wet mud, the color blue, earrings, watches (I'm a material girl!)...and good music and books.

I do not know why started writing this post in the first place...I'm so lost and I'm listening to the song to try and make out what I'm missing out in life...

A Vow, broken...

For 9 years I have been keeping this Vow: no consuming meat throughout lent.

And I've been doing this not because I'm this extremely devout person or anything but more because I did it once and I was scared to break it for fear of being killed or cursed.

But I broke it anyway! Thanks to the food in office I ate fish on the second day of my 40 day schedule of abstinence. I remember my granny telling us cousins it's alright to have fish (but, only if we wanted to, and she would never do it!)...And I never asked why only fish (but why?)

So, I excused myself...and the next day I don know how, I ended up eating mutton!

Spell broken, should I say?

I told my mother this and she said, 'It's ok Mol. He only sees your heart. This is all superficial. Doesn't matter.'

But if my granny came to know, she would say, 'Ente karthavey! Ente kunjuney shemmikaney!' (My God! Please forgive my child!) And he would accept the apologies :)

:D

So then, I'm assuming I am forgiven!

Yaaawn...

That's all!