Monday, September 1, 2014

enChanted EvenIng

        "Come on, lets go. I don't want to miss this experience".I was nagging my undergrad classmate who happened to stuck with me during my Masters in Singapore. It was the second month since I landed on this Island.Moreover it was the week of Chinese New Year. Late as usual, another acquaintance from the past tagged with us and we reveled in the maddening crowd of the chinatown (More about it in another post).

          Soon they talked about going to a magical serene place, far away from chinatown to get over the buzzing sound  of  the crowd. We reached. Entered through the mouth of a giant mall. What place is this?A wonderland it is. Yes "Is". I still go there quite often. The promenade made a perfect view to ogle shameless at the beauty of this not well hidden land. With lights as in spirited away, and the alien, lighted, not-so-frightening pumpkin, carved out of lightning ( read cable cars) took me to an alternate universe. That was the moment I fell in love with her,The beauty. 

          She weaves her magical charm in such a way, that even Adele's "Someone like you"(the blues version) in the backdrop wasn't heart wrenching. It was mystical, as all she could do to me was,take my mind out of my past,the present and the future. My mind stopped thinking. For a moment i felt i was floating. Forgot words. Forgot my presence. That was my first encounter with her and it was indeed love at the first sight.

         Many months later,she was walking in the long stretches of her abundance, sipping something,whose name withheld ;-)  Again words failed me. It was indeed a heaven. Hans Zimmer's Gumption made my soul to twist and turn and cry out of joy.

        Adding few more months, I was all dazed and confused( reason: well, is it even necessary). She did the role of a best friend. She was there listening to my sorrow and tried her best to clear my mind. Her best friend sun was resigning for that day. But remembered to wave me good bye:-)

      Day before yesterday, She hugged me so close with her warm wind,as a sign of appreciating me, for having the courage to let go off  something from my life. As a token of her appreciation the clouds were starless. Her way of asking me to have a clear mind.So pure was she,that this time she made me stay at her place and begged me for a nightover. Well I had that in mind, even if she hadn't insisted.

Fell asleep on her shore with huge ships few feet away from me and the waves an inch closer to lick my feet. With waves singing lullaby, like getting swayed in a swing,mind at peace with only the songs of the waves, I was happy to be in the presence of my two best friends with whom I share a comfortable silence, #Sentosa and Anjela Mathew. 

Friday, March 7, 2014

Please Don’t Tell Your Secret!!!


                I have always been drawn towards someone who is enigmatic, who carries the aura of mystery around them. What fun would it be if we know everything about everyone? We are one strange species on earth who finds it difficult to change or accede to any changes in our lives but also brevity brings a restlessness to our lives.We want variety in everything. 
               That’s why a person claiming to be an open book somehow brings a turn off in me. Have we ever wondered, the ever quiet and composed mom was, once-upon-a time-tomboy? The stoic, head-on-shoulders, sensible dad was, a yesteryear, hopeless romantic? The so called branded atheist sister has some principles and ideals which will put a theist (wonder if a word exists) to shame.The moody and arrogant friend has a soft side which they felt shouldn't be disclosed. When we have a shocking revelations about our dear ones it changes our entire perceptions on them. We would have considered them boring and robotic. A great deal of respect will rise in our hearts. Suddenly we have the urge to know more about the person.
              Everyone who are silent and mysterious in their own way buries a key to their heart which they allow only the right person to explore and open it. The more and more enigmatic they are, closer they draw the dearies to them.  Not to be scared about the charm disappearing when we know something about someone, for the depth of one’s soul is yet to be measured and one may not know what and how much is buried in there. Happy exploring.

                                      

P.S: One may wonder the incoherence related to the tile and the content.
Please don’t tell me your secret. Let me find it :-P

Root Cause to write this: Listening to Metallica's Unforgiven II