Have u seen Men Blush?!!

OK to start of with... I'm employed. damn i love it! , my work involves a lot of creative growth and interaction with people of different streams, which is in turn happy... !!

in fact it is this aspect of my work that got me reflecting on this one... "have u ever seen men blush?" - its so cute!! god!!

blush as in not in the "god i m shy" blush... but the blush that is combined with some random thought at the back of the head suddenly stimulated by some discovery or thought or whatever... getting to the point... an example

for instance 'K' who shares a few training classes with me at work is this "I'm the cool n funky guy, the macho the man" type of a formal guy, looks good and all that but cant be bothered about senti stuff about the simple and the like... teaches Physics! we were discussing the colour 'Black' and its associations . Me with my literature gyaan, poetry, semantic inclinations and all that jazz was rattling away what i thought of black, i suddenly said "black also is the beginning and end of everything" and 'K' in an unusual introspective said, "yeah death! birth" . "hmm birth!!" said I. Suddenly he jerked from the sofa like some heavy dosage of goosebumps had hit him and said "tell me, when the child is in the mother's womb which is dark can it sense light like daybreak or a candle... ?" Now how would me know... "I don't know about light but sounds yes! Even minute little sounds apparently reaches the fetus after a few months... Miracle this creation is!" i said "so can he hear me if i say his mother looks so much more beautiful cos is in there?? " i nodded and god the man blushed his face turning as red as...

I had goosebumps too :-)

and i just had to write about it!!

Of Memories...

Of late i have been dwelling on the concept of memories a lot. Strange things they are, memories, of the good times and the bad. I was thinking how much memories shape folks, old and young alike, how much they cause us to do and not do things and how they cause us to cry and laugh and sigh and sing. All this without any incident occurring in our 'here and now' . Although new memories take the place of the old, although the people and places associated with those memories are no more our own... they still cause nostalgia, they still cause us to emote.

Memories of the first crush first love - Memories shared with soul mates turned strangers, memory of those rains and summer afternoons shared with friends who are not on the radar anymore, memories of weddings and get togethers where a stranger meets the eye for a fleeting second and you are left wondering who it was for the rest of your life .

It amazes me how i can smile when i recall a poem or tune sung by the lost soul mate or the compliment paid by the estranged friend!!

Whoever said memories fade with passing time was probably not all that right i think... i mean how can we oversee the way the smell of wet mud and the first rain remind us of the first rain walk we took, or the fragrance of the lily of the valley that reminds us of a random party hall? how can we oversee the way we can never forget the games we played during childhood summers or the history of each rose petal hidden between the pages of abandoned notebooks. It wearies me sometimes to have so many memories but the times that memories lift me up and make me smile weigh more than those that do otherwise!!

"Life is calling where are you?"

I know this really nice guy who thinks he's not nice

a guy who can talk absolute nonsense for hours and still keep u listening

a guy who writes from the actual words that occured in his head at the trigger of a thought without a single punctuation changed!

a guy who demands a treat for everything from a new bag u got to the wedding of your fourth cousin

a guy who eats like food is god (even when not hungry)

a guy who can be twins if he were any happier at each joy in your life

a guy whose shoulder is both the strongest and the 'prickiest'

a guy who is more concerned about a small bruise u got while driving than a huge bandage on his leg

a guy who treasures a little knot on his wrist from within and fakes that he doesnt (n does a bad job of the faking)

a guy whom a lot of us love and have failed over and over again getting him to believe we do

a guy without whom there is a lot of dullness in the air

a guy who loves but expresses it by arguing, ignoring, letting u wait and keeping quite

a guy whose single call makes your day, week, month!!

a guy whom u want to hate but cant

A GUY WHO SAYS EVERYTHING OF WHAT IS REALLY NOTHING AND NOTHING OF WHAT IS REALLY EVERYTHING

but all of a sudden now this guy... no more talks nonsense, no more talks actually, is no more happy, no more is silent when in emotion, is no more the way he used to be, a guy who has fallen silent in a way that is uncomfortable ; doesnt suit him; not one bit... each night as i go to bed i remember this sudden season change and in a silent hym to god i ask for that lost spring to return or reveal itself and dude if u r reading this... i want u to know that home awaits u ; you only have to believe it does!!