Bridge Soul

  Colors are less compared to variation of my mood, Range of shades can’t match diversity of my mood. Sometime I enjoy partying with crowd, Sometimes I walk alone on empty roads. Sometimes I’m full of emotions, Sometimes I’m completely indifferent. I can have complete control over me, I may love to indulge myself. One time so restless to finish all work, & in a complete mood to chill at other time. I’m nice with my enemies, Angry with loved ones. I keep people around me positive, But sometimes an unknown sadness penetrates inside. I do mundane mechanical work with utmost joy, I find most logical things meaningless at times. I can build creations with patience and care I can destroy everything in a moment. Eternity is achieved through managing mood, Should I go deep in madness or all-time behave good??

થોડો સમય   લાગ્યો પણ   ખુશ   છું , કે વખત વીતતાં પેહલા તને ઓળખી ગઈ , હું શું હતી એની મને ખબર ન હતી , પણ તને મળી ને હું મને પણ ઓળખી ગઈ . જ્યાં કોઈ ને મારી કિંમત ન હતી , ત્યારે તે મને કીધું કે હું રત્ન છું ,   કઈ કરી શકવાની ક્ષમતા આપી , એવો દુનિયા મા તું જ એક ફક્ત છું . મારી અનંત વાતો સાંભળી , દરેક વખતે તારો કાન ધર્યો , આફતો ના પહાડ થી હું   ડરી , પણ મારી પડખે કાયમ ઉભો રહ્યો . મેં બહુ   કરી મુર્ખામી , તારી સમજણ ક્યારેય ના ખૂટી , મેં વાપરી મારી તર્ક શક્તિ , તારી પ્રેમ શરવાણી તો   ક્યારેય ના તૂટી . જીવન તે આપ્યું   છે તો , હવે સાર્થક પણ તું જ કર , સામાન્ય કામો કરવાનુ આમ તો ફાવે , પણ હવે મને બહુ વ્યર્થ ના કર . શમણા ભરેલી આંખો પણ તારી , ને ઉડાન ભરવા માંગતી પાંખો પણ તારી , ફરી બહુ એક થી બીજી શાખ પર , હવે હમેંશ માટે બાહો મા રાખ તારી .

     Thanks to my busy schedule at my job and hyper-busy schedule at home which do not allow me to write much thesedays. Life is little busy with social gatherings, meetings, new recipes at kitchen and high expectations at work, emotional management after marriage and stress management before release. Finally stealing some time out for myself and writing about something I wanted to write from long.      It is late to write with this title when friendship day is more than a month old, but pictures of groups of young faces on Ahmedabad roads are still fresh in my memory. I remembered my last friendship day spent with 3 of my best friends. Out of which one got recognition very early on my blog (yes, Prarthu ofc… ;-) ). And rest two are the ones I want to dedicate this post to.      Words always fall short to explain any beautiful feeling; it is just to be felt. Still there is an attempt to show my sincere gratitude towards them and let them know

I got a new beautiful home Open windows and strong walls; New ceiling, new floor Foreign objects and doors unknown. I was told it is my home Makes me feel like a proud dame; Like everything else new was the dome New participants and new was the game. Excitement was high I felt everything was mine; I asked for more energy To establish a synergy. While making myself compatible I found my last home was already comfortable; There may come a time I thought Where I will have to change even this abode. Again I will have to adjust Again I will feel disgust; How can this be solved? An idea evolved :-) House is temporary But permanent is home Following is the analogy Of body and soul. Maintenance is important for tenant But it should not make them stagnant Till when I will be a part of this torment? Now it’s an urge to reside in a home which is permanent. © Bridge Soul

         There is a Newton’s third low of motion which states that “To every action, there is an equal and opposite reaction”. These days I’m experiencing rather realizing a similar such scenario. It is not just about me but I guess almost everyone experiences this. It’s about a silk thread (delicate yet strong) between us and our parents. One side there is intense love and other side there is utmost respect. Days are coming near to wave goodbye to my humble abode and to my parents. Although I’ll always be connected to them, still I won’t be able to enjoy all the leisure I’m enjoying today, won’t be able to do everything as per my wish. There won’t be anyone around who can tolerate all my mistakes limitlessly and care infinitely. A universal rule of action and reaction holds true here too. When I was a kid I was very proud of my parent. I knew my father is a hero and he can fix almost anything. I knew my mother is the most beautiful lady on the planet and the best cook. Similarly tod

          Wall-clock shows 11:50 in my drawing room. After a long, lovely and busy weekend, I’m all set to sleep on Sunday night. And thought of surfing TV, just for 5 minutes. Switched it on and swiftly moved to my favorite set of channels…. Star Movies…. Zee Studio… HBO….and wooww… a movie I love.. “Shortcut to happiness”. I have already seen it twice and I knew even though papa is going to make a comment in the morning, I am going to watch it :-D. Specially the court scene which I love to watch again and again. :-).             This film is an adaptation of Stephen Vincent Benet classic short story The Devil and Daniel Webster . It stars Anthony Hopkins as Daniel Webster , Alec Baldwin as Jabez Stone, and Jennifer Love Hewitt as The Devil .             Jabez stone is a desperate writer who doesn’t fit in the practical world, doesn’t find a publisher for his book. A book which is appreciated among his friends. For living he chooses to do a job of a sales person. For him, a poo

   This time I’m in a mood of sharing something different; something different than my normal phillo-thoughtful (may be heavy ;-) ) writing. A kid in me never sleeps :-). A kid in me is always curious about knowing something new, trying something new, observing some small yet interesting things which normally we forget noticing in our busy routines. Some real beautiful thing has struck to my eyes while searching for something else on net and just thought of sharing it on my page. It’s about SNOWFLAKES :-).         Snowflakes are conglomerations of frozen ice crystals which fall through the Earth's atmosphere. They begin as snow crystals which develop when microscopic supercooled cloud droplets freeze. What inspired me to share this on blog is images of it. Presenting some of them.     Some facts about snowflakes:     Every snowflake has its own unique shape and is different than all other snowflakes. (The most wonderful fact :-)… so many snowflakes and all are unique).   

I updated my relationship status from “single” to “engaged” on facebook. This instance created an instant wave of surprise among a circle of my friends and fans; of which few asked me to portray about my heavenly feelings on blog. Well, for those I’m sure this post is gonna be little disappointing. This post is not about romantic fantasies or dreamland. In fact it is about something more than that.             Amount of happiness, excitement and relief which exists now in my mind, body and soul is probably greater than the amount which exists after happy ending of any fairy tale.And just like any other fictional tale, my story is also little stupid and equally sensible.             My belief has become stronger that everything happens for the best. In the universe there is someone who is taking care of me and giving me best of the best. It took me some time to understand this fact. Like any other normal human, I also had to pass through some dilemma, was little worried and uncertain

     Sounds strange?? I also passed through some strange experiences and learned some significant lessons on human relations from it, so decided to write on this topic.      There are some acquaintances where we are unfamiliar of their background or facts. There are some acquaintances where we are not bound to follow any formalities, where we have to write our own rules from the scratch. Freedom is a key ingredient of such acquaintance. A human tendency is always to look for newness, for liberty. And that’s why such bonds are more attractive, more powerful.      A casual smile exchange with someone who once in a while crosses a road with you or shares a public transport, a Good Morning wish from a security guy, a friend’s friend who helps you adjust in a new city, a book author whom you trust can guide whenever you are down, an RJ who cheers you up while you’re getting bored, someone who showed you the right path when every road seemed to be blocked, a well-wisher/guide/Guru who cha

      Have you ever experienced that you want to say thousand things and yet words are not coming out, as if words are stopped somewhere inside?? You try to push them up, think several times, gather courage and this helps them to reach up to your esophagus, throat, vocal chord…. and shaaa… collapse!! :-(      Well, if you have experienced this, then let me tell you, there is nothing to fear. It is absolutely normal. You belong to a quite customary set of people. It is comparatively easy to talk about business, sports or politics. We can discuss for hours on things which rarely affect our life. It’s easy to talk for long and gossip without any specific point or direction. But I don’t know what makes it difficult to speak up your innermost & truest feelings.        It might be possible that you fail to frame words exactly as your feelings and may fear of it being misinterpreted, but still there is no other alternative than to speak it up. Don’t worry about the way it comes, don’t