Quintessence

‘It’s Christmas!’ A mail banged my already flooded mailbox which is when I actually realized “The Xmas season has begun” And I wondered “when was the last time I celebrated Christmas” Was it the time when I was 5 and made a stage show , dressing like mother Mary holding the little Jesus in my hand Or Was it the time when I enjoyed that sumptuous Christmas dinner in my Dad’s school in my Standard VIII and came out of that dinner hall with extreme consummation and slightly wishing I was a Christian to enjoy one such meal forever Or was it the time when I made entry to Trivandrum and got a chance to be a part of all Christmas fun from making Christmas tree  with little little decors till decorating all our cubicles with Christmas dolls and enjoying that fun….. I was unsure when it started , but every year I kept celebrating without my knowledge :) It was special ... @Home :  When the neighbors who celebrate Christmas come and knock your door and you wish it to

Of Course with a little movement everything about life has changed .  And then we learnt , - One City can change your whole life style.  And there is nothing surprising about it :)  Life has changed a lot, so did my mindset My mornings are no more damn cool. For I sweat like dog as I appear at Office on roll. My evenings are no more so real quick As I transit for quarter day just to get home on pick My nights no more have exquisite dinners As homemade Semiya, and Upma have become default suppers. Beaches & Surfs aren’t near like before, Worse - looking for them is not even my priority anymore. Fashion Sense appears to fade away in Air, As I get flanked by people who know no fashion-amour I used to fly to office with so much space Now, I push and pull just to earn a spot to fit feet Not that I blame the capital of my State Nor that I adore the State I stated before. But Overflowing Cons, And Overlooked Pros , Makes me do so, like I’m rea

  "Sat crooked in my usual seat until an uncomfortable thought crept to my mind post hearing the very common discussion b/w two young women juxtaposing me in office, which made me steal a pen imminently and jot the emerging thoughts in a jiffy before they could escape an elusive mind"   Our Country Needs Women Who Can Talk About National Issues And Not Complain About Her Neighbors Women Who Can Talk About Her Country Than About Her House Problems ! Who Cares About Business And Not Just About Her Perfunctory Chores Who Knows More About The World Than About Her Family Who Knows She Is Not Just Meant For A Kitchen , But For Much More Who Knows She Needs To Change The World , And Not Just Her Family And Children Who Knows She Can Think Rationally , Intellectually , Optimistically And Doesn’t Need To Die Out With Lack Of Food For Thought Who Can Catch The World In One Hand And Still Weightless On Her Soul. Women Who Can't  Be Controlled With