Coz these are a few of my fav things....

STUFF THATS MAKING ME HAPPY RIGHT NOW....

Waking up to calls from fudgzy. Grumpy albeit therapeutic time with Oscar. Night out with peeps. Old monk uninterrupted. 24 hours of Banjaara on loop. Feeling the love. Midnight rendezvous with girls talking all things girls. Channeling the inner child by being silly with Battleship with Charla. Beating Sammy at UNO over icecream sundaes at Dinshaws. Return of the bear hug. Positive vibes from far and beyond. Failed experiments. Being satisfied that I know I tried. Believing there's a foolproof plan. What's app kisses. Knowing trip back home is only four days away. 

Travel tales: Things to make Moving cities a little easier

You've moved to a new city. You've said your goodbye's & you're onto starting a new chapter. The tough part is over, or so you think? The moving on is the easy bit. You still have your family & friends helping you out & being supportive to your mood swings as you tackle expenses, decisions, packing, farewells etc. Now come's the difficult bit  - the new place - adapting lifestyles, discovering, experiencing, learning - exciting, soul wrenching.. its what you make of it !

'Don't cry for me Bombay' - an ode to the city called 'Home'

Don't cry for me Bombay,
...the truth is ill never leave you.

of breaking dawn lapsing into starry nights,
a stroll along the seaside, childish glee splashing in high tide
ek cutting chai; staring into the sunset 
or working to the rickshaw sounds till sunrise
gazillion lanes abuzz with twinkling lights,
its never too late to grab those post midnight bites..

a temptress with many moods,
a guiding angel, a devil, a tease, 
seduced by you into a potent love affair 
are the many who come to the city with hopes & dreams   
to trade it to anyone who would pay them a price

only to find themselves nestling in your belly, 
grabbing a few winks under the open sky, 
soon to be camouflaged into the crowd, just another face..
fantasizing of being a winner, waking up to begin at the start line of another race..
among the crowd, i find solitary
in trouble, an extended helping hand
a polite gesture, a stolen smile, among strangers jostling for space..
myriad dreams lost in translation, in the city that never sleeps, 
insomniac with unrequited love, fueled by fiery ambition..   

 Courage is your characteristic virtue  
I continue to remain in disbelief and awe, 
you're a good city my love.. despite your flaws

you've taught me patience and to come into my own,
for me you are the synonymous to home..   
you'll always be my love, my identity, my pride
the city where I was born, the city where i hope ill say my final goodbye..

I walk hesitantly in measured steps, while the city whizzes by in rhythmic nonchalance
for now i must make peace and move on, 
to a different city where a new chapter awaits
in the hope that someday we reunite..  
as passionately as if, 
this separation never did take place. 

Coz these are a few of my fav things....

STUFF THATS MAKING ME HAPPY RIGHT NOW....

Blogging. Moving to a new city. Finding solace that its just three hours away from home.

Putting deposit on the dream rented-apartment *touchwood*. Setting realistic targets. 

Feeling optimistic. New found Lipsticks/Lipgloss obsession. Healthy work relationships. 

Cheap thrills via Instagram updates.  Karaoke-ing to William Pharell's 'HAPPieeee". 

Receiving kiss emoticons on Whatsapp/BBM from friends. Feeling Loved. 

New Girl marathons. Random voice messages from Farzana. No-agenda well-wishers.

Packing away the stack of Filmfare. Skimming & smiling thru old stuff 

while packing. bedcovers for new home. Moving away excited-anxiety attacks. 

Knowing i'll be ok anyway.