Here, I once walked....

 To be perfectly candid, I am not a huge fan of photos.. I 'd rather see it through my eyes and breathe the aura of the place than glue my eye balls to the camera. So, I had to search high and wide to get a decent photograph.. Well, here is one. City of Edinburgh...have to say it was pretty ( know u cant make that out of this photo). You just have to take my word for it. :-)

In grip of a vice...

Ahem ...of all my vices and Devil knows that i have innumerable the one I could happily get rid  of is.................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... procrastination!!!!
Nothing is so fatiguing as the eternal hanging on of an uncompleted task.

Memory snaps...


Ah , the picture is worth a thousand words. I fondly reminisce about our very first drunken escapade. Glassy eyed, stone drunk and happy as larks. Here's to my best pals..
Miss ya loads and love u even more









Unveiling the shadows..


The inspiration that gave birth to my blog's name
this is not perhaps the most obvious way to cite my reasons in reference to my choice of the blog's name. But do not be deceived, its still a very honest confession. for those who know me perhaps they will be able to interpret and those who do not are welcome to try. the poem speaks about me in a way and perhaps I perceive myself always  or like to as being a mystery, just out of reach, elusive and thus shadow girl.
p.s.  this is not one of my great poetic adventures ...only an example of ....when have i ever done things the conventional way.

Memories dance on the boulevard of  an era gone,
twist n twirl , skip n jump round n round all along…

a stranger stalks from far beyond the shackles of time,
                                staring at the ballerinas shift to tune of the chimes

 she rests in the arms of a cold mist,
from whose icy tentacles no escape doth exist.

her name a seductive caress on lips of a song,
                                                whispering promises, enticing her to belong.

Alas, a curse keeps her captive still,
                                                her fate slave to a vengeful wizard’s will

For he wove a spell into her life’s maze
                                  Ensnared betwixt worlds she be a prisoner always

a mere shadow with no cadaver to claim her own,
                                       for all time to come  dead & those still unborn

even beyond the grave shall there be no goodbye,
                                                 for it will be the shadows where I forever lie..



Newly Wrapped Old Me..



Ah, the time comes again where my angel half has once again appealed to my sense of love for her and poked and prodded at me till I agreed to take this challenge. Although to be candid , it does seem intriguing.. Nonetheless, I plead not guilty due to reason of laziness in the possible case that my questionable sincerity and frivolous dedication to a task rears its not so pretty face in the forthcoming days.

  
 But cross my heart and hope to die.... and the randomness begins..

1)      I am Bibliophile…and proud of it.  For all those who are scratching their heads about this. A bibliophile is a connoisseur of books.

2)      I can and do have whole conversations with myself and guess what, I find it highly enlightening & entertaining.

3)       I have a colossal fascination for cop shows… CSI, Law and Order , Criminal minds & Castle . Police procedures, forensic tidbits, criminal profiling, I lap it all up like a cat.

4)      I am the queen bee of procrastination    and despite all goodie good intentions I do most of my work especially assignments last minute.


5)      I am kind of a kickass..but most of the time I can’t be bothered on my own humble behalf. But anyone who bothers my angel half…Watch out.

6)      I dream, dream & dream a lot and yes with open eyes.

7)      I find the “Twilight” movies extremely boring…bad acting, bad dialogues and dumb looking characters.

8)      I don’t exactly know why but I have been sleeping on my floor for the last week when there is a perfectly good bed there.

9)      I am always known to speak my mind albeit diplomatically at times.

10)   Although I am told that I am highly ambitious, I’d like to believe I would be insanely happy doing nothing, living on a secluded mountain, away from the wicked material pleasures of the world.

11)   As I am the devil half, when I lose my temper no one in the five mile radius can fail to notice it unless they are a zombie. In which case cant really blame them as they are brain dead, soul sucked out creatures.

12)   I always wanted to be either tall & willowy or pixie short & angular. To my utter desolation, I am of average height and hourglass curvy. Go figure.

13)   For one single person, I can create the mess that resembles the aftermath of a hurricane. Evidence.. my room in its current state, which always drove my mom nuts who gives squeaky clean a whole new definition.

14)   Living abroad, the one thing I miss is delicacies, not my parents (oops ) but food like chat, biriyani, roll, pani puri and the list goes on and on.

15)   I can be silent for so long that it can drive the other person nuts. On the other hand I can chatter enough for the whole neighborhood. Weird I know, :-P


And now presenting for the audience's torture..oops pleasure a recent photo of yours truly











Till death do us part....

Soulmates … people across this world irrespective of their color, gender, nationality and race instinctively seek for their soulmate as if we are inherently imprinted to do so. In war, in peace , in countries large and small, in sweltering heat and freezing cold, in tempests and tranquil , consciously or subconsciously we look for that individual who will offer us a sense of belonging, the gift of unconditional love and unwavering trust. We look far and wide, sans borders and religions and when at long last they are discovered we are willing to defy the whole world for them.

But who is a soulmate? Why do we assume that it has to be a spouse? Sometimes when we are diligently searching for this one person to render us whole, we so often overlook that someone, who was our shadow in light, a guardian angel in times dark, a port in the storm, sanctuary in the rain, and a warm hand on the shoulder. We are so engaged in staring ahead that we never bother to glance back and appreciate the constant presence defending our back.

Why are our visions ensnared in chains and our capacity to love so constricted? A soulmate isn’t indispensably a husband or a wife, a lover or a partner. He/she can be a friend, a parent, a child, a God or even a pet. Why not? After all, “there are more things in heaven and earth than one has dreamt of….”

Perhaps that’s why I believe to be genuinely blessed in not only having you in my life but also to be able to humbly accept that our souls are attuned to each other. You and I, I and you have been linked before even we were able to spell friendship. Maybe that’s why it has been so untarnished by the ravages of time. Our bond has been so pure yet so devilish, so innocent yet so impish, so simple and yet so deeply intricate. I have heard this sacred vow countless times and you were the first person that had made me comprehend its cosmic connotation. A few simple words casually stringed together but have unfathomable significance.

“To have and to hold from this day forward

For better, for worse; for richer for poorer

In sickness and in health; to love and to cherish

Till death do us part”

What is our friendship if not a solemn pledge to sustain each other in good times and bad? It is inconsequential whether we are rich or poor. We are each other’s balm in sickness and together we shall rejoice in our health. Isn’t it an oath to love and respect each other when our opinions diverge and treasure our converged thoughts? Isn’t it the patience to entertain our individual idiosyncrasies, soothe the insecurities and shouting encouragement even at the gates of impossibilities? If this isn’t what soul mates share then I do not breathe, the earth is not round and we are not friends.



We laugh; we cry,

Together we saw time walk by and by.

A few smiles …a few tears,

We touched eternity in these years

Shinning sunrises & shimmering sunsets

lots of whispers, giggles and daring bets.

Cheating in exams & strolls in the playground,

naughty comments and crushes all around.

Dancing shamlessly in the rain,

pledging to be there in joy and in pain

From a child to a girl to a woman,

together we were on every road, each turn.

I'll be there and i know you will be too,

thats why we are soulmates true..





p.s: ... In ancient cherooke tradition they do not say I love you because love is too dynamic and at times too vengeful and selfish... they say what I am saying now...for my best friends..

                                                                                                    "you walk on my soul"



A Moment of Eternity..

His heart was lodged in his mouth. He swallowed uneasily. Everything felt surreal …as if frozen between reality and fantasy…. eyes glued to the paper before him…they darted up and down with lightning speed hunting for any indication of hope…abruptly they stumbled on their quarry and a grin flashed..Against his name was scrawled “PASS”.