Wednesday, 25 January 2017

Over a cup of tea

01:22 Posted by Anushka Patil No comments
One fine afternoon, while experimenting in the kitchen I learned how to prepare a strong tea. A strong cup of tea accompanied with few biscuits serves as a perfect combination for my Dada dearest (Dada- My maternal grandfather) the strong aroma of tea intoxicated Dada; he left his newspaper aside and called my name. My experiment thus was a success.

While Raj Kapoor's Jeena yaha marna yaha was playing in the background, he supped up the first sip of tea. The expression on his face clearly stated how pleased he was with my experiment. He took another sup of tea and said, when I was a kid my mother used to make this kind of tea. A wave of nostalgia swept over him and he started sharing all those memories with me.


He shared his childhood stories, how different he was as a kid: Decorous with respect to work and humorous when it came to fun. Losing his father at a very tender age was difficult, but he let that time pass by with hard work and positive approach. Although dada was youngest in the family he had to look after many household jobs like managing the household accounts and many similar tasks.  Further, he spoke about how he solely hit 5 boys who nagged his elder brother.  Family has always been dada’s weakness.

The chitter-chattering went on till the last sip of tea. Until we meet over another cup of tea this beautiful afternoon will be bookmarked in my version of life.

Memories are the key not to the past, but to the future.
-Corrie Ten Boom




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Wednesday, 28 December 2016

2016

12:05 Posted by Anushka Patil No comments
I can clearly recall 1st Jan’16: New Year party with family and post party hangover. What an amazing beginning of leap year it was! But, who knew this beginning was just a trailer and there was lots left to be cracked down ahead. 2016 wasn’t any near to those previous years; it was a ride through peaks and valleys.  A year I would bookmark and read again and again.

It started pretty well like those normal New Year beginning days but … Things changed! Manali was the turning point in my life. Dreams changed, People changed, Destination changed and everything around me was changing. I started discovering myself in a new way. It seemed like a chapter in my life was ending and I had to cut off few anchors to accept this change and move ahead in my life. It was the most difficult phase in my life.

While passing these difficult days, I made few hasty decisions, worked in wrong directions and ended up regretting over things that had to do a lot with my future. Music and some me-time helped to cope up and I was back on track. Now, things are where they are supposed to be and I’m where I’m supposed to be.  I have no expectations with 2017. I just want to keep walking towards my destination and live life my way now.

2016 Thank you for everything and 2017 bring it on!!

Lesson learned : Expectation kills!




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Saturday, 10 December 2016

My Stress busters

07:06 Posted by Anushka Patil No comments
"Until one has loved an animal, a part of one's soul remains unawakened."
- Anatole France

A year back, we had more number of pets than family members. I used to wake up on loud squawks of Lucky (my parrot) along with Jimmy (my dog) barking and humping on couch. I had a big fish tank in my living room, home for my cute red flower horn Lily and a small bowl besides the fish tank was home for my little turtle Cookie. Few months back, I lost three amongst these family members of mine. Now, the big fish tank is home for our new member: Peter (flower horn).

So now my morning begins with Jimmy barking and humping on couch and Peter plunging in the water. These two enduring creatures are my family members. I call them family because they feel me. When I return from college or work, a glance at them and all my weariness disappears. It might sound weird but I share an emotional connect with Peter. I just feel him and I keep playing with him. Flower horns are bright colored and have peculiar head. Peter is pink red grey colored and has a little growing hump.  If anyone has ever owned a flower horn will know how appealing and sharp-witted they are. When you move your finger on the fish tank glass they start following your motion and are very bright and rapid.

Whenever I feel low or alone, I spend my time with Peter. I believe he has some mood boasting powers. Like a good human friend, I feel he tries to understand what I’m thinking and feeling. Down there somewhere in my heart I feel someone cares about me and this connection makes me feel special. The companionship of a pet can also ease loneliness, depression, anxiety and can improve many health issues.


I would strongly recommend all my readers to adopt animals. You just share love once with them and they won’t forget that affection for rest of their lives.

If you have a pet, you're never alone.

A Phantom of Delight

03:58 Posted by Anushka Patil No comments
Her face was far so fair,
Embellished by soft brown hair,
Broad of forehead, little of eye,
Brighter like the April sky.

A phantom of delight,
As is the meniscus-moon so bright.
Dazzling smile and charming voice,
Would trap thee and make you rejoice.

The li'l hole in her heart,
Was the only awful part.
The wound couldn't be heal'd,
And her weakness was revealed.

A soul so near to divine,
Reason behind the sunshine.
Faded in the calm and frosty air,
Over the valley deep and bare.





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Into the Heavens

03:56 Posted by Anushka Patil No comments
He feels her,
He touches her,
In daunting dreams at night.
She is beaten, burnt and abused
By the tornado of misdemeanors.

She weeps,
She whimpers,
When he pulls her into a blanket.
He does all drama of sin and disgrace
And leaves her without any trace.

Not to mourn
As he warned
Afraid of that perverted predator
She tangles the rope of pain
And steps into the new world called Heaven.





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How Perfect we make!

03:55 Posted by Anushka Patil No comments
The first time we met
I felt in the pinks
My heart was frozen
But, kept beating your name

In an odd way,
Clueless of what to say
I resided besides you
And fell for you over again.

The amount of butterflies you create
The Red-Pink-Purple fever
You have no idea
How perfect we make!

I never confessed
How much I love you
Cause It Gives way
To deeper fears

I truly hope there comes a day
Blue moon and white hay
Beneath the summer sky
I confess to you, What I always wanted to say.





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She was left alone

03:55 Posted by Anushka Patil No comments
Walking by the bay
On a yellow sunny day
She knew where to go
Away from the world she owe

She looks at the ground
And all around
Then she caught him staring
She knew what he was thinking

Her heart was in great pain
She knew it was breakup again
There aroused a wall of red
Then a slow-gathering darkness overhead

Consoling herself
She took a step
He chattered and there she sat
No other noise than that

She showed to be prepared
But, her heart was scared
There was less and less to say
Everything seemed far away

Reaching out and touching her hand
He said, "You might understand
This is my last goodbye
Accept it, it aren't no lie"

She felt like nothings inside
The fact won't be denied
She was left alone
In the world unknown.





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