Put your seatbelt on and enjoy the ride :)

My parents and family have been on the 'boy' hunt for nearly 3 years. An Indian unmarried 25 year old girl meant it was 'time'. I've met so many interesting people in the process, some I’m still friends with till date. My aunt always asked me "What kind of a boy do you want to get married to?” I had a mental checklist in my mind, just like every other girl did. 

.. And then I met Vaibhav :) for the second time in 8 years.  He is this notorious, outgoing, flirtatious, talkative, gorgeous and fun loving person. We were such different people, yet I'd be lying if I said there wasn't a spark when we met. He lives for the moment and I plan my future. He is into fitness; my definition of fitness is a stroll in the park. We like different cuisines and we enjoy different genres of music. He doesn't like to make a bid deal of his birthday (no cake cutting) and I would want to celebrate it in style (multiple cakes if possible). He'd be the kind of person who would want to go out partying the night away where as I would rather have friends home for a fun night in. He is extremely passionate about aviation and his career whereas I'm someone who enjoys work but would still be in a 'safe' profession. He was nothing of what I had imagined in my life partner, and yet I can’t think of anyone else I would rather spend my life with. 

How did it happen? I was scared and so was he. We had our families involved and within a matter of a few days we were getting engaged. But that’s where the scary part stopped and since then it’s been an amazing adventure. I can tell you very honestly, that it’s only after our engagement that I started falling more in love with him. Watching him treat my mom like his own, seeing how he was laughing with my dad, showing kindness and affection to my family who mean the world to me but whom he has only met very recently - this changed everything for me. Watching my family fall in love with him made me love him even more. 

It’s not easy, when we are such different people and yet we have so many more important things in common. We balance out our differences where he teaches me to be adventures and I help him plan the future. He shows me how to be passionate about something and I TRY to teach him a new language (tamil). We embrace each other’s differences and this is what makes it unbelievably exciting. 

How boring would life have been if we married someone identical to us? I’m not an expert in this and we are barely through our first year, but all I know is that this wonderful man has made me undeniably happy. 

The reason I write this today is because so often I see people complaining, that they cant find the 'perfect' someone. I know that feeling since I was there too. Just recollect that checklist, burn it and go out with an open mind. I promise you, this wonderful world will surprise you. 

I go back to think of my checklist again and I wonder, did I want all those things in a man only so that my life would be smooth sailing? In that case, Id rather have a roller-coaster of a life. 

Put your seatbelt on and enjoy the ride :) 

Faith.

What does one do, when you can't see your future ? Just a haze of white fog with no visible path to follow.
What does one do, when you see many broken relationships but fail to see the few that have found eternal love.
What does one do, when you lose a loved one, only because you were too scared to even accept their existence.
What does one do, when you know that you're bringing sorrow and disappointment into somebody's life even though that was never your intention ?

Stuck in a rut, embedded in your own thoughts filled with nothing but regret of the past. That is when you need it. More than you ever will. Faith.

"Faith consists in believing when it is beyond the power of reason to believe."

-Voltaire

Ode.

After my recent trip to Western Australia and visiting all the amazing hot spots around the state, one of them clearly stood out. A small but awe-inspiring beach called 'Bunker Bay' in Margret river, had left me amazed. Everything at that moment felt magical, and I knew right then, that it had left me with a moment I will always be able to recollect & relive. So I pulled my phone out and fed my thoughts into words. That's when it came together, my very first ode.

"With the sand in my feet, the wind in my hair,
With the sound of gushing waves in the air,
The smell of the ocean, and with love to share,
The moment felt complete... with a life time to spare."

It's always darkest before the dawn

Florence + The Machine - Shake it out

And given half the chance would I take any of it back
It's a fine romance but its left me so undone
It's always darkest before the dawn..

Eternal Love

Sitting in the library by the window on this rainy Wednesday afternoon, I have the widest grin on my face. The reason to this smile is a very old couple. As I sat watching the rain and thinking about examples for scope management projects (an exam due tomorrow), I see an old lady step out of her car from the drivers seat. She opens her umbrella and carefully runs along to the passenger seat of her car. She reaches out her empty hand and a considerably older man slowly steps out, holding on to her shoulder. She wraps her arm around him tugging him closer so that they both fit under her umbrella. She then slowly guides him to the front door of the library. A sudden gush of wind and she loses grip of her umbrella, making them both slightly wet. Once inside, the old man gives out a big laugh looking at their situation and then the sweetest thing happened. He looked at her with kind loving eyes, wiped her moist forehead and bent down to give her a kiss.

Such a small gesture of love, and it changed my mind about something I've always doubted. I am now sure that there is something called 'Eternal Love'.

"Safely in each other's arms, 

to bid the rest of time.

Finding Eternal Love

so many seek to find."

PS: With that, I'm now having trouble thinking about Scope Management examples. 

Waiting.

"Waiting is painful. Forgetting is painful. But not knowing which to do is the worse kind of suffering."

Paulo Coelho

How old is your soul ?

On a rainy sunday evening, watching a young woman curled up leaning against the window on a train, a distant look in her eyes fading far far away, her hands intertwined within her jacket to warm her slender body, her eyes gloomy and moist, her face having a million questions.. and with the same face, she looks at me, running her emotion through me.. and I think to myself - 'How old is your soul?'

Sometimes we age more than our years and its because of what life teaches us. Despite what we are capable of withstanding,  despite being vulnerable and despite being heart broken, its what life gives you.. and its what makes us forget the child within us. 

So... how old is your soul ?