Wake Up Sud !

... "how much will you sleep ? .... wakeeee upppppppp !!!!" This is my everyday Suprabhatam. If it didn't happen this way I start on a cranky note...

She wakes me up every morning with a voice full of effort. As if she were a small kid lifting a hundred pound stone and struggling to come grips with it. Lol !!!!! ...as if she waited for ages ( just few hours in reality ) and took the baton in her hand to discipline me... because according to her watch, I had already over slept. More than what I was allowed to !

It's "enough is enough" for her...and then she would question me.... "how much will you sleep ? Enough of sleep !! Like a donkey you sleep ! Get uppppppp SKKKK !!!!" ... Even Hitler must have given breathing space while firing guns. Not my beloved ! She fires a volley of questions at such a pace, poor thingy ( = yours truly ) doesn't even have time to understand what hit him early morning. No time or opportunity to recuperate.

From last night's good night kiss until this morning's wake up call, the day has been going so extra-ordinarily slow on her side of the planet and night even more slower on this end of the planet... it just drives her crazy and insane. Our generation would have turned grand parents in that little gap... it's that long for her ! If you ever fell madly in love with someone... you will feel the pulse, intensity and magnitude of her feelings. Me being the loved one, I feel her love every minute.

By the way, even I don't reserve rights over my own sleep... whhahahahahah !!!! It's as if, A.R.Rahman's music is no more his music because he sold it to a music distribution company. Even he needs permission to play his own music in his own backyard ! ;o)

Her sleep is sleep... but when I sleep, it's laziness ? Oh ! when she sleeps for light years, it's out of tiredness... but if I dared sleep a minute extra, it's because I am a DNKY ? I am not expected to argue or dare move a bone ! There is no rhyme...no reason. There are no rationales. There are no rules. They are not even for fools ( = yours truly ). Anything can happen !! LMAO ! She is the Rajinikanth in my life ! =)

Oh ! I'm not sure how she figures it out but until I actually open my eyes, she is after my ass.

But tell you what ? ... I completely enjoy this routine... her cuteness.... her li'l demands... her longing to talk to me... to wake up listening to her melodious voice... to feel the beautiful pain of having waited for so long, in her expression filled tone is what I truly live for. This is what love stories are made up of. This is what adds colour to a relationship. These acts are what bring two hearts closer. Li'l things such as these are what really count.

I have never felt so wanted and loved in my whole life by any girl. Never !

Her wake up call is my early morning chai-nashta ~ ! I don't read akhbaar because she is ready with all the news and gup-shup in this world ...including John-Bipasha break up, our daily horoscopes... her daily chores, her achievements ( which at max would be chopping onions for her mom... lol ), her disappointments ( over that li'l bump on her cheek ), her everything. Her world is my real world.

" My world revolves around you SK...." , is what she says. But Sun is Sun only because of the beautiful Earth revolving around him. Without her... he would be none.

Without Shruti, my life is no fun. Without her... I am no one.

Hit Wicket !

Me: Hello Dino ! I am Sudhama....

Dino : Oh ! I am really sorry to know that.

Pseudo'ism

Procrastinating till the eleventh hour, then racing against time to finish things and that pseudo sense of 'accomplishment' at the end of it all ! ~ been there done that !

Sorry, always there... always doing that ! ;)

Winning & Losing ...

My colleagues asked me why I did not attend the awards ceremony a couple of week ends ago. Boston I went... I faked ! As a matter of fact, awards do not interest me. First I assumed I fear losing. Later I realized it was far beyond that. No award will turn me from a loser into a winner.

If awards are a recognition of over coming challenges... then I succumbed to the biggest challenge. The day I lost it.... I lost it all. Nothing was more precious.... nothing more worthy than few people.

Awards are only a piece of metal for me. They don't stir any emotions in me...

This day ...that year

28 years ago, .... India had for the first time won a World Cup. A then 28 year old handsome was on a trunk call speaking to his 27 year old beloved. From what she narrated to her son, they chatted for "ages" that day.

28 years later, India has won a World Cup today for the second time. This time, another 27 year old was on a trunk call too speaking to his..... ;)

Hopefully she will narrate to 'their' kids, how shy both of them felt to start with .....having chatted with heard each other for the first time...

What did they say ? History repeats itself ? ;)

That day.... she met with an accident on her way back home. She couldn't think of anybody else that minute to call but me. That's how deeply she loved me.

I was her every breath....
I was her very soul.
I was her only world and...
...her only love.

No body has ever made me feel so important in life.

Those Days....

Remembering 'those days'....when all of us used to sit in front of the big idiot box and wait in excitement because there was an "interview" of a movie star.

Internet and media have robbed us off all that !.... A big reason why we no more have BLOCKBUSTERS !

Perseverance & Luck !

All this while I thought my 'perseverance' paid off resulting in something good ! And who walks away with the honors ? My 'LUCK' !

But how long and how far can one go on just with 'perseverance' ? For it to pay off..... for it to be realised into something fruitful.....one needs that stroke of luck...

Lucky u ! ...my dear Luck !.....

Secret Love

I still do.... like I always did. And will continue to ... because I promised you.

Behind every smile there is a hidden tear... and no one can even see it. Behind every excitement there is a sorrow.... and no one would even guess it. Day in and day out, I drown myself in work.... to run away from you. But your beautiful eyes and innocence....your lovely smile and warmth....... I can't escape them. I can't just ignore your thoughts.....