When too less is too much. . .

Thought I was through with everything - but how naive of me to think so! My 'been there done that' attitude has been nothing but a facade! I can't believe that I'm not yet ready for realities when they are right on my face. Hey woman, where is your self-composure and why are you so vulnerable? Strange! Well. . . enough of whining!

The significant someone of my life is celebrating his birthday - and I'm not with him. No big deal, I know, but still it IS big deal!! Anyways, distance is not measured in yards but heartbeats! :-)

Life is a bumpy ride as always but it falls into rhythm so surprisingly soon. I bet you agree!

--Virtually Yours

The Meritocracy Myth

Goodness! I'm sick and tired of all those voices and high brow attitudes which keep criticizing and lamenting the Reservation process. (Remember, the well-wishers are concerned only about the caste reservations - the rest is well with the world) Well, as for me, I don't have the audacity to say that I am meritorious and the rest of the world is not! And, how on earth can anyone say that she or he is carrying the burden of the entire nation's merit! Boy, that's just another version of the 'white man's burden'. As long we don't have a level playing ground merit is just a farce. And, hello, how are we defining merit now? Isn't it just a score or percentile or percentage or the Queen's lingo? How can we subscribe to such a narrow perception of merit and right away argue that the ones who don't have a certain score or the ones who can't get their diphthongs right are not meritorious like the others?!

-- Virtually Yours

Through these tears... I can see better!

Life is a long cathartic process and relationships are the real tests. I just underwent a catharsis, which I believe, should have, could have happened much much earlier. But then, as they say, there is a time for everything under the sun. Just when I was beginning to wonder 'Why me?' a picture perfect situation emerged - so much like a silver lining in the clouds (I know it is a cliched usage but I myself am a cliched individual who pretends to be unique)!

I still do not have the answers for everything but I know that not having answers need not be disastrous. I still am confused but I know that confusions are inevitable. I still hesitate, I still pause, I still procrastinate... but I can reach out through the hesitations and pauses and procrastinations. I still smile with a frown but I'm glad that I smile. And, I learn again that life never stops teaching you. The better the learner, the harder the lessons!

Tears are precious and they let you come out clean through the catharsis. I'm blessed with lots of people around me who can make me happy and laugh out loud; am forever grateful for their presence. But there are a few, very few, who know what makes me cry - and they are the ones who are the dearest to me, who hold my hands through life, who I know will never let go... They have always cared enough to break through the walls that I had put up. They got hurt too while trying to bring the walls down. I saw them hurting and bleeding but I wanted to ignore . . . This goes out for them... to let them know that I was not being callous or selfish ... just plain scared! Thanks for staying through my fear.

--Yours Virtually

Jaane tu . . .

I agree - the same old familiar love story, typically the next-door type! But I love familiar stories and they help me feel familiar with the life around me. There is a vast corpus of reviews floating around and I don't want to add to the junk ... so hold on, this is not just another review! Just loved that easy camaraderie!

I would have loved to have received a dramatic proposal at the airport - at least at the railway station. But am yet to meet someone who found their love right at the time of take-off! Anyways, am not much for realism in movies or in any form of art and I love the world of fantasy which I may never get access to.

Just the other day I had a really heavy discourse on romance and passion with a close friend of mine. Well, it had a tinge of academics (don't yawn, please) . . . At the end of it I realized that I find it embarrassing to admit that I'm a romantic (or am I?). At some level, do I still think that the romantic and the intellectual cannot go together? I really don't know!

Though no one has sung 'Jaane tu' to me at the airport (not yet, I mean) I still flutter at least for a moment, when the phone rings -- or when I'm waiting for it to ring! And, my heart still races when I wait for the flight to land or the train to arrive! And, the thoughts which bring a smile to my face have not yet faded either! So, do these signs tell you something??!!

--Virtually Yours

From someone who delights in owning you!

I spend hours staring at half-baked word documents, which would ultimately form a big black book called 'thesis' or 'dissertation'! Just a thought... If I were to create a love-note, how do you think I'd fare? Try this out!!

So badly want to let you know that no matter how long we live, or how less we live; no matter how old we become, or how young we become; no matter how rich we become, or how poor we become; no matter what tragedy strikes us, or what blessings abound our lives; no matter what we become, or how we behave; no matter how angry we are, or how happy we are; no matter how much we fight, or how much we make love; no matter how distant we are, or how close we are; ... we shall never be away from each other's thoughts, we shall never be tired of rushing into each other's arms, we shall never be bored of giving the same kiss or saying the same things over and again... let us never reach a point when enough is enough! Let us have a life ahead where we can find freshness everyday - in our fights, our arguments, our love and in our own selves.

"Love is stronger than death; passion fiercer than grave" (Songs of Solomon 8:6)

This is just a sample... can do better!!! :)

Well, I should be trying hard to fill in my big black book and NOT posting lovebytes which no one would ever read or see...! Am I frustrated with research?? I guess so!

-- Virtually Yours