Journey Begins....unedited expressions of my life

I live my life to the fullest then I die, I relive then I redie! This cycle of enigmatic life makes me wonder, makes me want to live forever, however insane it may sound! Selfish but the truth is, maya towards life lets me dream the beauty of life! Do not tell me how to live but live the life with me! I fall in love everyday so that I can enjoy the beauty of existence!! I cannot deny the challenge of what life has to offer but what I am trying to do is seperate the rainbow and enjoy each colour to the fullest! This is life sweetheart!! Labanya

To my utter dismay, that duck flew straight down on the floor and crashed. It died there and then. The colours splattered everywhere. I just could not believe it. My most treasured gift from my father… in fact till then, the most treasured gift from anyone and all I wanted to do was share it with my cousins, show them the beautiful masterpiece. I took the pieces together and started praying thinking miracles could happen… how naïve I was. I prayed and prayed… my innocent mind thought prayers meant getting things done!!! My cousins got so scared looking at the shattered glasses that they just left me in my misery. Probably they were horrified too! Father came home and first I asked him not to get angry then showed him the glasses that were there in my tiny naked hands. He looked at me, took the pieces away, helped me to wash my hands gently but did not utter a word. It must have cost him a fortune, that rainbow duck, but he did not say anything. He probably understood

She looks outside her window. The intoxicating smell of the freshly brewed coffee, endless monsoon rain and that melancholy weather yet the blissful state of the mind lets her dream again. She is happy yet sadness hovers around her like a crown that has lost its charm years ago. The feeling of not being able to do something rips her apart day and night. It is not about jealousy or depression or mere fragmented ideas. It is about who she is and what she thinks she can offer. It is also not about running away from the responsibilities. She is desperately searching for an answer or at least an opening so that she can follow that path and try something different, something new, something that she always dreamt but never got the courage to explore. She is smiling now for she knows that she is crazy. Crazy and wild, sweet and bold, funny and lazy, compassionate and creative but above all, a dreamer. Her dreams are manifestation of what she sees happening day

Flipping through my notes and found this sketch.....Nov 21, 2011

Adorned with the renowned brands and carrying the latest gadgets, this City Girl decided to venture out ‘Into the Wilderness!!!’ I carried two books and few notebooks to pen down my thoughts. I also carried my coffee and not to mention, the medicines, thinking I might develop the stress headaches!!!! How naïve I was then not to realise that the stress headaches or the migraine (the fancy word) is the outcome of the rushed life that I lead every day!!! After travelling for 5 hours by road and my constant display of happiness looking at the hills, rivers and breathing the fresh air, anyone would have thought I was a crazy tourist travelling for the first time. I was very sceptical of where I would be staying because, of course, my trained critical mind was going to find many flaws. But how wrong I was; off highway and few minutes down the dirt road came my sanctuary! What a beautiful location. So simple yet PERFECT. The place is situated by the banks of the Rapti Riv

Mind is free... Listen to one of the favorite number Stand up, dance, sing.... No report, no answer, no excuse You, your body and that smile.....BLISS

She is born, a girl She is growing, a little wild She is thinking, a hippie She is acting, a small play She is reacting, a hidden desire She is writing, a true story She is transcending, a boundary of virginity and purity She is but a crescent blossoming into a full moon

I want to run, you want me to walk I want to laugh, you want me to smile I want to dance, you want me to sing I want to write, you want me to read I want to be altruistic, you want me to be mean I want to paint, you want me to find a rainbow I want to sleep, you want me to wonder I want to love, you want me to surrender I want to live, you want me to dream I don't want to live with you and you don't want to leave!!!

I am icy cold but a melting snow ....what are you?

A prisoner of feelings...I like it when it is at my convenience...I embrace it when it makes me feel loved and wanted..I long for it when I need to feel beautiful...I ask for it when I want to unleash my dream...I swim on it when I want to float in the wilderness...then I throw it all away in one breathe because it makes me vulnerable!! Labanya 8.52 am

Michel de Certeau would love my recent “Walk in the City” experience!!! For a change, I fell in love with this city all over again! The dirt, smell and busy road did not bother me (of course the fact remains that this was a day when nothing was moving!!!) but it just felt nice to tune my body and mind to the place I grew up! City girl I am and I am not ashamed to say this NOW but I always let myself get depressed because I could not get out from the hullabaloo of life to a much quieter space. But then the other day, things changed! I started looking at my city with a different lens. The intricate designs of the past, combined with the modern, abstract construction has created a strange picture of the town but not to acknowledge that change felt like sheer hypocrisy because I am also part of that Cultural Revolution, wanting the better of the modern technology, space and comfort. My dream remains of travelling to the unknown terrain (unknown to me atleast) and I will do so. I do y

Age of Reasoning is driving me crazy. I always lived in the assumption that reasoning is the attribute of a sane personality. I am beginning to question that now. What is sane and what is reasoning? Sanity cannot possibly mean that for every action there has to be a sensible explanation or for every action, there has to be a reason no matter whether it is an intelligent reasoning or asinine assumptions. Having an opinion about issues is definitely an admirable quality but cynical and careless statements have become the fashion statement for people who likes to be seen and heard but without any substance. I say I am tired and people think I am over-worked, I say headache and people say either too much computer or caffeine, I say stomach pain and of course, it has to be menstruation, I yawn and there comes “didn’t you sleep well last night” statements, I say I am hungry and I get no need to diet lines and if I say, my clothes don’t fit, the automated comment is, “have you put on we