Life is for the living

It takes a lot of might to think beyond yourself. Your problems, your shit, your happiness, your importance. I am apparently swimming against the current of stream. Or so it feels. Not even sure if it is the right direction or if there is a way ahead. If it’s all in my head, i’ll better shut off for a while and focus on better things. May be, ignorance is bliss for the moment.

P.S.: Going “philosophical mode ON” today for random reasons.

Wedding bells..IN PLENTY!

Time is flying! Really! I was perusing through my About page and I realized I have to update my age again..I just turned 26 a week back. OfficialPicsart2016-02-5--02-04-28y treading to the tumultuous path of adulthood. So, after one crosses 25, aren’t we supposed to be like oh well! yeah! age is just a number. I don’t know though. I still want gifts and cakes and all “it’s your day” drama around me. Birthdays are a big deal for me.

So anyway, this one went quite smooth as I was on a road trip to a friend’s wedding who decided to get married on my birthday(!). Speaking about weddings, my friends are on a full-fledged nuptial spree. They are either hitched or in the process to be. Everyone is talking about it or thinking about it. And here I am..attending back to back marriage functions, in December, Feb, March, April..Phew.

And also, here I amPicsart2016-02-5--01-51-21, clueless about my own future. Questions come at me like…do you want to go for love marriage or arranged marriage? And I am answering things like, I don’t want to go for marriage. Which is true though, per my current state of mind. I mean how does a marriage define you are on the right ladder of your journey? I have no thoughts in my mind lately. I also am hating the fact that I am growing apart to some of these so-called “friends”. Makes me question the very foundation that, Were we even friends at the first place?

So anyway, as I age, things are getting murkier. People are changing. I am changing. I know not what is right, nor what is age appropriate. I know it is my journey, and I have to traverse it on my own rules.

P.S.These are all pics from the weddings I attended in the past few months. Lots of fun, food, dance, happy moments.

Travel Diaries: Goa

Yeah that’s me…and yes those are my freakishly long arms. Flying amidst peace and quiet of the azure sky. On top of that was the sea(bottom literally).

This trip soothed me in ways more than one to count. I have plenty to say and yet I am falling short on words. This post is going to be more of a visual update.

To start with, we booked these awesome cottages. Made me feel like settling there forever.

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None of our chalked out plans worked.

Mud bath..thrashed.

Beach Party..doomed.

River rafting…cancelled.

Yet, we had the bestest time ever. We got drenched to the bones and ate paani puri in middle of the rain.

Dabbled half a day in the pool. Played Ludo/Snake and Ladder at nights. Posed and posed. Spent two hours daily at the breakfast table talking about silly nothings, listening to all kind of songs.

By some stroke of luck we got the chance to partake in water sport activities.

There was the beach and all thrilling events happening around.

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Some more beach..and ample to ponder about.

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Loads of heat, hell lot of tan..and a dozen opportunities for me to strut my recently inked tattoo.. 😀

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After tiring ourselves to the brim, we headed to a club, decked up and danced past midnight. From what I remember, it was immense somatic pain a day after.

Company was of my favorite kind of people; us, a few bunch of drained homo-sapiens striding through adulthood, each with his/her own set of issues. I guess, when we got together, catching up after so long, laughing, singing, prancing around, I nearly forgot this usual life. The air felt different. No liabilities. No tensions. I was as light in my head as a helium gas particle.

And now, the trip is over. Have to catch up with the routine. I am still in recovery mode. Recovery from intrinsic bliss you may call it. Because they say no…happiness is momentary. I sure had my moments!

Reliving tidbits

Sometimes when you have lived through something beautiful, been a subset of a surreal experience: you have laughed so hard, your stomach hurt; you have sighed so sad, the cloud drizzled; danced so long, your body clamoured for rest; have kissed so strong, your mouth resisted tasting anything else; dressed so sassy, the crowd steered their eyes on you; sometimes when you are in between those moments, you want to instantly save them somehow. You take a picture, you make a note, you write a poem, you just want to get hold of it. Does it really work? I suppose not.

May be you couldn’t click it in your camera, may be what you wrote couldn’t describe the enormity of it. May be your awesomest kiss got lost somewhere in between. May be it is not possible after all to relive these things to bits and pieces again. But, you were there. You savoured it in entirety. You still remember the feeling, don’t you? Past might get hazy, but it never vanishes.

I read this on a hoarding while returning from my Goa trip today: They shared one moment and lived it thousand times in their memories.
About this post: Could be an outcome of my inability to give a detailed description about my past few days, and some other stuff. I will though.

Travel diaries: Road Trip

Has been a busy week folks. Like how six days just roll by in a glimpse and you wake up on Sunday with your body parts aching. Have a lot on my mind…got things to do. Yesterday was our country’s 69th Independence Day, kind of a big deal in India. So my work place was, for the full week, high on patriotic extravaganza. I like it. I love India. But I am not over the top hyper-ish about it!! That happened. We had some fun games, decorations, dress code and all of it.
Then I went on a road trip to Shakleshpur yesterday with some office friends. Nature. Retreat. Rain. Water. Peace. Laughs. Long drive. Music. All of my favorite things. There was this gigantic waterfall we trekked to. Soiled, tired and curious, as we reached the destination, the view was simply breath-taking. Worth the trouble taken. I stood there, facing that enormous waterfall, drenching in the sprinkles; in that moment, a feeling occurred to me as if the fall is challenging me. How much can you take Roopam? I can crush you to bits and I will shower you with troubles. Are you strong enough to stand tall through all of it? the wind kept pushing me and eyes struggled to stay open. I was smiling I guess, to the challenge posed on me. Felt like talking to the fall and saying, I am so ready! will take it all and I will stay strong. The fall rushed in more breeze, more water towards me, to confirm..,Are you sure? it is not going to be easy. And I let my hairs down and turned all boho 😀 and nodded in excitement, uttering in my mind..Yes I know!
Nature has its own way of telling you things.
Yesterday, I was high on nature. And today, I am high on sleep. Adios!