"friends"

I met 'friends' when I was at the end of my second year of graduation before my results came out.I was pretentiously bit tensed for the grades since I had some backlogged experiences on my scale.I really studied quite hard and experimentally to venture into my subjects .Truely speaking that coarse of my study was till now the most rejoicing and resourceful journey which paid too.Anyways after my exams got over I needed something great to chillout and relax,something light and fresh.Here at this time I met those "6" of them:Phoebe Buffay,Joe Tribiyani Racheal Green,Ross keller,Monica Keller,and Chandeler Bing/Beng .Actually while mentioning their names here I tried so many combinations to have them in the order of my favouritism towards them,but this made no sense because  each one of them are unique and antique and precious in their own ways.They introduced joviality into our lives,no matter what and no matter where we are and in what mood.They have made us familiar better to say now after leaving our dear ones,reminded us the essence of all emotions and plays and acts in friendship that makes it greatest of all:be it gossips,secrecy,mockings,legpulling,jealousy,care,tenderness,empathies,standing for ones,togetherness,understanding:everything that is in human nature that decides how good friends we are and this way how blessed we are.At the end despite all fights and wrangles they stayed friends which was great to watch.
Even now whenever I have nothing to do or we are in melancholy the greatest cheerleader is 'friends'.I don't know how many times I have seen them but I can say that often in public or in journeys or whenever my mind has got slots empty they come in and a smile stretches on my face remembering their stories and laughters.
let us have a featured discussion over the friends'characters so far we have known them.

PHOEBE BUFFAY: ahhh she is too abstract and spontaneous.She cracks her words like a true owner of them and says for sure what she really thinks.Her weird family background wherein her mother killed herself and ursulla ,her sister weirder than her adds to the special effect in phoebeism.She never makes people unhappy no matter if she has to lie .she extremely loves living beings and considers trees,ants and other neglected entities to be most lively and soulful.Her songs are amazingly karaoketic and she rhymes her lines the way she wants.some of her songs that I remember are:merry cristmas song where she takes the names of all her friends and they repeat for her,smelly cat song where she got a chance to videofeatured herself apart from Joe in the group,chandeler-monica weding song trials.The way she brainwashes people entirely with a different line of approach by her unique arguments and momentary the most justified points of view can make anybody morally and mentally cripple.That person is compelled to think twice and Phoebe's remarks create a question mark on their lifelong intelligence.
The way she slyly turns the coarse of events towards her wish without the awareness of anyone is also great,like once when she brought  monica and rachael back on track when they where fighting over leaving the apartment for chandeler moving in.She does what she really want to without any fiction and when caught polishes with a nice coat of her words.  
When she started jogging with Rachael her style was raw but nice,she sees the most obvious things and walks unconventionally thus solely according to her.

collation:let us eat together........

A bon appetite and a gourmand pleases a chef a lot to his heart and creates an unending urge to cook and serve more and more.The tastes that get mixed and everytime prepare a new cuisine make one relieved of all fatigue.

 

 

two eyes....

"Tears in the eyes may be less painful than a fake smile on the face....

if only eyes could see differently:one only woes and other the grace..

The mind behind and the heart beneath justifies for the eventual caprice...


perplexed is the being for what he sees is not for peace.........."

clarities............

One perennial confusion since early days of mine between "biannual " and "biennial"....I got it this time...........
centennial celebration of grannies must be grand to be in ,learning their experiences through an age if we may call seeing changes in people,society ,culture and scenario.
Sometimes I fear that I would end up as a pedestrian without any convivial thoughts and vivid desires but the moment I look up for my renewal of activities chronically in my routine,I relax.

in search of a guide............

Quotidian habits ruled by heart,

when look for mercy and lie aside.

I pine for the sky to bulge down a little,

to get on one roof and look for a guide.

speaking tree

A command comes ,all of a sudden from somewhere to act as it says.We do follow and most of the times we do it right.We owe our decisions and the repercussions to the commander who speaks for us at times we need ourselves.A language that is laconic but explains every little thing that needs to be ingressed forever.A voice that echoes in the ears with a beat of volition making it the voice of the soul.An image that is blurred but often waves hands and taps our shoulder in good times.The changes in us:emotional,psychological,spiritual and behavioural:seem adventitious and quite unacceptable in the daily circumstances.It appears difficult to comply with the fact that our thoughts and ideas are under the influence and the transformations are like recapitulation of our changing lives.This time life has become amazingly talkative giving inputs that are rife enough to merge into one thesis.  Among so many people around with some similar and some  different perspectives,a confusion prevails that what we think,what we say and what we do,are these coming really out of us or the commander is on the razor's edge?It is not hard to recognise him because he is no other than our instinct ,our real self that also suffers changes ,bigger changes since childhood and at one point of time reminds of what it was.

The connection that we make with him depends on the level of our moral and spiritual effort towards building a neat and peaceful entity.When we speak,our selection of words and language reflects the strength of that link.If we say good ,we are human else a pirated living being.Working on a relationship requires an understanding that the people involved,all of them originally, started from a single track which afterwards took different turns and different forms.There is no one thing like right or wrong ,both coexist concurrently .We fight,react,respond and love,in other words we express ourselves taking help of these energies:some positive and some grey.If these energies are not balanced then definitely we create a distinct impression regarding ourself.A continous contact with the spirit inside and a lively conversation makes up this balance to keep alive the original being that gets lost sometimes in the culture of work.

spirituality is not to preach or suggest,it is anything that makes us feel at peace and calm.It mollifies the turbulence inside but ofcourse it is also time bound.One can never be spiritual forever since at practical grounds we need to shed some of our fragments .

Living happily every new second is also not in our hands since our moods swing like the wing flaps of a butterfly  but at least we know that we may go to retreat and allow ourselves to be like we are.......................

sesonal stroke

Not exactly unbearable but this summer is quite harsh and arid this time.Not only at work but even when I stay at home,sunrays appear as if piercing through the walls to bathe us with its heat leaving us to swelter in the bare season. The day seems to be extra blazing enough to cease the size of the blue balls and the heavy dusty wind adds to the spoilsport. And the evenings....are like the harbingers of summer .