Hopelessly Hopeful

For a horrific few seconds you realise that this could be it, you could have been left all alone in this wide whole world, with no real relation to call your own. You are just there, standing all alone at a busy cross-road while scores of people pass you by. They are not bothered about you being there. You just stand there, in silence, trying to assimilate the fact that you are all alone. As tears roll down, and the sinking feeling of being alone hits you hard, you try to find someone who could just be there besides you. It is not a need, it is a want of someone to be there with you. You are enough for yourself, you love your own being, you are strong enough to carry your own burden on your shoulders. You know you don’t need anyone. Surely, you don’t. As you finally understand the difference between ‘Need’ and ‘Want’, you say it out loud, “I want you, not need you.”

Say your prayers, thank your stars, you never know what life will bring in the next moment. Be grateful for what you have. Quit the games, the drama and live vulnerably. Let the world see the real you, the intrinsic person that you are. Laugh out loud, cry when overwhelmed, but never lose hope, the bright side of life. And, say whatever you want to, but with a touch of humour. Bring smile on people’s faces, they need you just as you need them. Choose to be happy. Yes, happiness is a choice. But, never ever forget, to say your prayers, and thank your stars…

"Our little satellite reached Mars because it was called MOM. If it was called DAD, it would still be circling the Earth, lost, but not willing to ask for directions." I finished Mrs. Funnybones at one go. Seriously, Twinkle Khanna is a riot. As much as her acting career sucked, her writing is amazing. It was therapeutic to LOL (laugh out loud) at 1 am, giving some serious competition to the many nocturnal ‘creatures’ out there hunting…Oops! Haunting… But that generic statement about men is spot on. In fact, I believe GPRS was actually developed after this need gap analysis was conducted on a global basis! Don’t believe me, here are some choicest samples. My dad never asks for directions, never. He insists that he knows every other road that is there to know! Predictably, we often got lost, with the front seats of our reliable Maruti 800 transforming into a battleground in a matter of a wrong turn. While my mother shouted hoarse to ask for directions, my dad kept