What sleep brought me
Last night, when I was off to sleep, little did I imagine whats gona happen next.. The last moments of light ticking away for the night, I-pod plugged in my ears, Bryan singing 18 till I die!!, me fondly remembering the goof-ups my boyfriend did or does (more appropriate), sleep beckoning me, "Come Sni....come.....lose yourself in mee......"...ZZZZzzzzzzzzzzz...
Dinggggggggggg !!!! Its morning Snigdha! and the day starts worser than ever...The Milk waala forgot to give milk (mental note: it happens quite often, i gotta reprimand that fellow!), The bai didnt turn up..(just another mental note, sigh!), The dustbin waala forgets just our garbage (maybe he found it too stinky to add to his bin too, thanks to my oh-so-clean roommates!), and the best is yet to come, there is no power in house !!
I fortunately, (or rather unfortunately) remember at the very same moment of awakening that I have a low cell phone charge,my i-pod's charge is gone (the saddest) my clothes aren't pressed, the shower geysor isnt gonna work, and the water filter is dead. What a great beginning....
Somehow, I overcome all these hurdles (read as: no shower and crumpled clothes) to run out of the house..just to topple over the unpicked packet of garbage...Well, u gotta remember, the day started too perfect, U see. I slam the door hard to realise a bit late that I am still wearing my indoor slippers without my house key in hand..and ofcourse, I am the last one to step out.

Behold folks at office, here comes Snigdha, in the most stylish crumpled AnnaBelle and bathroom slippers. To my dismay, I found that I have a meeting with the clients arranged afternoon, which was, U guessed it right, a video conference. I come back to my desk in distress, and sit to jang-bang the keyboard as usual when hey....there is a mail from my ol buddy...Was so happy....Didnt even wait to see whats the subject, just opened it. And my luck plays again, this time in the form of two tennagers humping each other in the wildest manner possible, nd ofcourse, with the loudest screams.. Realisation dawned upon me after two seconds, when the whole floor turned around to look..And ofcourse, if I forgot to mention, I sit between two Managers (thats the seat my client gave me). They had their good share of glance, before I could close the window, and most sheepishly, apologising profusely for the insane mail. (I felt like strangulating the &%*&^*%% of a friend for doing that to me !!) Hold on, it isnt over yet...The admin guy pulls me aside to let me know that I introduced a very privileged Trojan into the network through some application running on my system, due to which, it has to be formatted and quarantined..the rest of the day was sans a system, easy to guess, huh?
It never seemed to end without disasters, and I returned after a heavy duty, tasking (mentally, physically and emotionally) time to home, rotten home. To just see that there is still no water and no power. Let me just bury myself in the bed, when my roommate comes screaming.. "There is a big Rat in the kitchen, and it seems to be sitting on the food box, cant make it out well in the daaaaaaaaaark....." her voice trailed away...Oh no, not again...Please please....Not again... Just pulled my sheet over and closed my eyes wearily.....
Dinnnggggggggggg !!!! Its really morning Snigdha......

Maya Ravan - A legend in making..
Lust, Anger, Valour, Deceit and Sorrow.... "Maya Raavan" essentially means all these according to the BrahmaKumaris. It is indeed a pleasure that on very similar lines, a sensational epic ballet - 'Maya Ravan' was conceived, interpreted and choreographed by Internationally acclaimed actress & danseuse Shobana. Maya Ravan re-narrates Ramayana through the eyes of the legendary king Ravana (played by Shobhana herself.)
A very imaginative piece, I should say. The charming romance which Ravana exudes to lure SIta to him is breath-takingly portrayed in this musical. Ravana, the legendary emperor, was widely acclaimed for, the foremost being his knowledge of the sacred books, medicines and sorcery and Music. All his talents are unfolded in this musical extravaganza, and narrated more beautifully than ever could be imagined.
Ravana was a greater scholar of the Vedas also. Not many people know that the true meaning why Ravana had 10 heads. The heads are the symbolic way to show the world about his knowledge. He was fully aware of the contents of the six shastras. His knowledge of the six shastras and his knowledge of the four vedas (together ten) is the inner meaning of the belief that Ravana had ten heads. He even knew that Rama was Narayana himself, who had come in human form.
A must watch, I say.. Who in world could ever imagine the most infamous king of Indian legends otherwise?

(with excerpts from Wiki and Shobhana's official site: www.shobhana.in)

Chetan's 3 Mistakes of Life.

Caught it lying on my room-mate's forever scruffy bed-cum-table-cum-(place to bang down your arse as soon as u enter totally exhausted into our teeny-weeny 2 BHK).. Wow !!! Mr. Chetan Bhagat musters up courage to write yet another mega melodramatic thriller after the disastrous call centre book. I absolutely adore this man who left a plush job in Southeast Asia after graduating from IIM-A (sigh....its just a dream for many) to finally write a script for behold ! its Bollywood beckoning again !!!!

The Call Centre thing was itself nauseatic..I wondered why the life of call-centre beings was restricted to food, sex and wine in a nutshell in his "transformation". Well, could almost confirm my thoughts with his latest book....Govind, the protagonist, promises the book to be sans any thrill or sex as a prologue, but, u have it,,,extravagantly defined as sins in the very few last chapters..

I do not understand what Mr. Bhagat is aiming at..capturing the shy indian minds by epitomising pre-marital sex as sin again and again (give up dude !)...or enduring his regular readers and some filmmakers to churn out yet another Bollywood Masala...Mr. Bhagat, You have a real good future with writing as you can write simple lucid translations without emphasizing on minute details to go ahead and capture readers..But please come out of this melodrama "Indianised-over-the-top" workaholic-ness..We have a melodrama Queen already on television, don't need a melodrama writer/scriptwriter too..And that too, a super-scholar (under-estimated)!!

Is Almighty, a child?

Purity, Transparence and Simplicity of heart and Soul, when attained, is what you seek as NIRVANA. You rise a step above all materialistic mortals, only to realise that all you ever wanted in your life was a smile, a priceless emotion, which very few give and thousands seek.
In the quest for Nirvana, we all long to hold the fingers of the Almighty, the Omni-present, to guide us through the right path. Not to venture out into the clutches of the sins of the world and to let life flow into the stream of purity and soulfulness at the earliest possible.God. He is the one we all look out for to tell us the right from the wrong. He , who epitomises, what we finally seek.
Look at the child playing next to you. The innocence of his heart, the truthfulness in his smile, how is he different from whom you want to be? The pain reflected in the tears of the child, when he is hurt, why shouldnt be you trying to correct yourself, to stop from inflicting the mortalisations of God with pain anymore.
A child, born every moment, is the re-incarnation of God himself. Our Almighty is trying to make us realise with his every re-birth that we do not need to search anymore for Him to find the right path. Realising Him in the child would be enough to guide us through the righteous deeds.Lets worship God truly. Let us care for Him, truly.
Every child is precious,beyond measure. You bring a smile on a child's face today, and God's smile doesnt bring any less than unbounded happiness.

as pure as water, love flows into each other...

it merges and forms the most beautiful form ever seen or heard of....

its beyond compare....

its us...

for us my love!!! Dedicated to all rose-lovers and true-lovers...

When i close my eyes, I feel his breath engulfing me,
caressing me, fondling me,
his tender lips coming down on mine, soothing them pricelessly,
his arms protecting me,
his mane, resting me,
his manhood, completing me,
his thoughts, brightening me,
I wish my jaan could be eternally with me from this moment,
Oh!! how i miss u my love...
Come...to ur sinful love.....