Vulnerability: Strength that takes a lot of strength to be possessed!

I called my kid bro vulnerable....till d moment i watched this lady justify vulnerability as d need to lead a full fledged life.  I never knew that in many ways i have been vulnerable in my life and have given in.All those things...i xplained to myself with the philosophy that certain things just happen...and came out as a hero...oops...heroine...having excercised the great theory of acceptance.  But now i realise...no theory was needed...coz all dese...so till date called the destined moments were brought into my life by my vulnerability.The very creative side of me...that cooks things up in no time....dat weaves thousand dreams in thousand mili-seconds s all the result of my vulnerability.However,bad i tried to be calculative while reigning my life...it alwaz went footloose...giving me millions of moments to cherish all my life.  I look back.Whenever i tried not to give in to this vulnerability...truly...as she says...i numbed not just one part of me...bt in parts all the parts of mine...technically numbing whole of me.
Be it work,lif,love,parenthood...js nethin and evrything...its really tough to be deliberately vulnerable.But once you make it...u realise the inner self is so built that...a deep sense of worthiness surfaces.
Yes...when i get back to sleep...best time to ponder over these...seemingly senseless things...i figure out that...being vulnerable to my life...i have made it worth living...i have worked hard..even when i was nevr a hard-worker....i have been blind to pave a way to see a better world...I have a deep sense of belongingness...gratitude...i acknowledge dat deep inside is worthy of being made more and more visible...and thats the key to lead a life with no regrets.Probably i have been doing this...nothing new...bt being able to figure out d SELF clearly...is blissful.
Better late than never...i have been able to clear a clutter accumulated in last few dez...to have again mustered the guts to trust my vulnerability...and go all out...Really feeling good :)

Signing Off 
Swikruti

The Adorable Benevolence

People who say...dat de want to close deir eyes sooner...js to remain assurd dat 'al is wel' on earth js b4 his/her heavenly(may call hellish as wel) board...are not gr8 to hav such gr8 thoughts...as i ws mistakn myself.The real gutz and courage surfaces...or odr way round d real greatnes surfaces ...when once eyes can bear the sight of som loved one's closin eyes.its often easy to take a sigh n say "lif movs on". god forbid ne1 experiences it...bt only d ones movin can tel u...wat it takes to mov lif on.

all i sed wud hv nevr cm up so clear in my mind...unles i had met ds lady...in way so different from al my previous encountrs.a lady of divine stature...strong conviction and immense love in her heart can only stride fearles...all alone...in d maze of human relations ...instead of choosin the path

of seekin eternal peace in d servic of d god,she unfailingly bows her head b4...every single day.Simply sm1 hu is livin n breathin for odrs.

strange enuf is d odr sid of d story...its awful to see ppl unable to feel the shakened trail of her commanding voice,d immense grief burried down ...undr d huge pile of worry for odrs welbeing,d selfless caretaker and wel wisher behind d strict disciplinarian,d tears of happines rollin down while thanking god at arrival of evry piece of gud news...b it big or small.instaed of inculcatin the qualities nided to lead a life vd dignity...her strugle to preserv her self respect ...its really disgusting to see ppl busy critising her being scornful.

This is wat is the irony of lif...which cud hv been so easy to live odrwis.leav such naiv narrow-minded ppl apart...atleast i feel myself fortunate enuf to hav kept myself abov these shallow thinkins...to hav been able to feel the positiv aura around ds wondrful lady...to cary al d respect in my heart dat she deservs...to hav been abl to reciprocate to som extent... d invaluabl love she has offrd.

ppl say ...its tough to find 'nic ppl' around,i say...one nids to b genuinly NICE to b abl to see such 'nic ppl' hu r alwaz around in abundanc :)

Signing Off

Swikruti

Shave Or Crave.. My attention!

This post is a part of the 'Shave or Crave' movement in association with BlogAdda.com

Parlour,Spa,Salon, what not for the Man in every girl's life. True love these days seems abundant in bunches of red roses flying off the shelf every second.But to keep the zing alive, to feel the tickle of butterfly in the stomach, to keep the prized love new, the FE-males take up huge tolls. Thank you Gillete India and Blog Adda for this Shave or Crave Movement. It is high time XX were craving for you. If you keep lousing in your coutch the entire day, then surely the evening candle light dinner date will switch its pick. Who on the earth will like to be with a disterested lazy head.Sorry,you stubble is enough to convey the "disinterest". If I want you to crave for skin as soft,as gentle,as pure that you can only dream of otherwise, then even I don't want the delicacy to be scratched(be it accidentally) by someone's thorny stubble's caress. Machosim associated with a stubble is a rumour,which some lazy bum of your kind has spread to save you your laziness and offer you a reason for not shaving off the thorny accessory you guys do not mind adorning yourself with.

Rushhhhhhhhh....Shave-it off...Else you wont realize...when exactly I went off!!! :P

Yours Truly,

A Girl

To see the Sun rise…really??

It’s so easy to make out the GAB that resides in me…but few know…what ordeal I face when I try to sit this gab in a place idle for a while and let me catch up.  I could not have better put to words, my “status quo” K

Having left a place I called home for 5 long years and trying to seek bricks and husks to create another for last one year, finally perhaps I want to call this place mine. I had heard that people change eventually. But can they change suddenly? Yes…I have seen myself. But today when I realize that I have managed to hide my  old self in the anonymity and kept it intact till it finds it’s own space, there is contentment of achieving something, that of course nobody is going to reward, but still is priceless!

There is so much to do in the morning, through the entire day, but the bliss of solitude at this hour of night is somehow keeping me from closing my eyes, instructing them to open to the cacophony of the deafening alarm, I never forget to set, rather I cannot afford to. Yes, the birds are here to celebrate with me this moment with their lovely chirp and the lazy sun happens to shine through my window to greet me. But the sense of fulfillment that I feel, of having a chunk of time, however little it be, to just me, for no reason, no motive, no intention of the other world I stay in, but to be in my little world, deep inside, I always wanted to be in, is something whose essence will be lessened if I try to pen down with words.

Happily Signing off

Swikruti