Those who know me know I believe strongly in numerology… numbers- the ones I like and especially the ones I don’t like help me make choices between access cards to offices, square footage of my office and even hotel room numbers. But in life, even if all the numbers align; sometimes you have great luck and some times not so great. As a number ‘9’, I usually am supposed to have super high highs and very low lows and this was true of me a lot of the time. Call it me being ‘over dramatic’ like the sign in my room says- ‘Drama Queen,’ or just over-emotional… I was always having the worst day ever or the best day ever. I either loved or hated and couldn’t manage the mid point at all.
Now over the years…(and NO I HAVE NOT BECOME OLD), I just realised something truly important- 4 words- THIS TOO SHALL PASS.
With this I realised the best day and most amazing news would also pass tomorrow and the ‘worst day’ of my life would also move over and be yesterday’s news.
And some times , more often than not, just saying this aloud makes the busiest week less tiring and the longest days more bearable. It also makes me appreciate the nicest of days knowing that it will also pass and I should truly live in the moment and relish it.
The sun will still come out tomorrow, the world will still keep spinning and everything that’s in between will keep passing. The only thing constant is change and that’s all we can depend on!
P.s.(Palat says)-: I miss the madness some times of over reacting… but I don’t miss the blood pressure! 🙂
I had written another post for today and was about to post it when I felt i should write about something that’s been so important to me for the last 4 years.
4 years ago today our city was besieged by terror attacks and for the first time in my life-I was scared, unsure of tomorrow and afraid to step outside. I didn’t sleep for days and when I did, I dreamt of blood, gore, screaming and fear. With the help of my friend Mr. Sivanandan and my encouraging husband – I set about to interview survivors and their families. I needed to find something positive from all the death,destruction and sorrow of that mindless massacre.
And every year , we’ve been going to different continents and telling people about our stories, our survivors, our heroes-names you’ve never heard of, people you’d pass by on the street but people who showed exemplary courage in the face of senseless rage and irrational hate and survived those 48 hours. Every year I’ve re-interviewed a few, re-assessed where they are and asked them how they feel and kept in touch. And telling the stories made a difference- not just to those we told it to…but to each one of us and giving the proceeds away made us feel that we were in some way, able to help contribute to a change.
Men and women died that night protecting one another. People survived using skills they didn’t know they had, calling on bravery they didn’t know they possessed. And we went on. We should have learnt from them. We can still learn.
Instead of inculcating fear, we must learn to live- not to just survive and go but to understand and to appreciate the value of life- yours and the people around you. We must focus on the moment and have faith in ourselves and in others because help can come from the most unexpected sources and it’s never hard to just do good and be nice.
We were all chosen to survive because of those who gave up their lives instead. But life is about making positive changes and trying to make your life count and the only way we can do that is making every moment of our lives make a difference – to ourselves, to those around us.
It’s 26/11 again now…and it’s four years later. Ask yourself- Have you made a change? If you haven’t… it’s not too late…! Next year- same time- I’ll check in!
26/11- Never Forget!
happy valentines day y’all!!!!
i love love…well when people ask me why i go overboard loving a day that’s not even an ‘official’ holiday or birthday or something….i gotta just say…well in a world where people love war and love hate and love pain and love so many ugly, ugly things…i think it’s a pretty good deal to love love and to love valentines day!
i think it’s important to actually take some time out to celebrate mush and rom- coms and love stories…it’s important to date someone even if you’ve been with them forever…to dress up, smile and be wooed again…it’s important to bring back the twinkle in your eye and to have your heart skip a beat! it’s important!
to those who say they celebrate love every day / every week….then stop using that as an excuse and still send the flowers over, make a reservation …take ur lady out and make her feel like a girl again…giddy in love and happy!
so what did i do?
well yesterday we had our play…love bytes…a packed auditorium…a 150 seater packed with over 600 people!!! incredible, filled with moments of wondrous passion for theatre….acting opposite aditya was truly amazing…it was like we were part of an orchestra yesterday and we fed off each other, played off each other and though the audience clapped after every scene and seemed to love us…we had an even better time…i believe!
and then he surprised me by bringing in v- day! so i assumed , we’d go to the regular souk or thai pavilion…we were dressed to the hilt and high after an incredible play and thunderous applause! but we passed the taj and then didn’t turn off towards the president and kept down marine drive, passed home and suddenly moved into olive…. one of my faves! but that’s not even the best part… he had organised a private table…with the red table cloth n all…and a special menu…just for the 2 of us… ALL MY FAVOURITE DISHES! and the personalized menu…had us on the cover and it had a poem written to me….HIS VALENTINE!
i almost wept with delight…i am impossible to surprise(me being so nosy n all) and have such fixed favourites in terms of food, ambience and everything and he’d combined it all to make the most perfect evening!
my first valentine date with him was 9 years ago…and yesterday TOPPED THAT!