So Long…Farewell…

We are after all visitors in each other’s life for just that brief moment and the time shared is what you make of it. Its time for me to leave for sea and I just thought I’d type this one last post before I leave, this is not me saying "Good-bye", its me saying "See you soon", coz I have never believed in good bye’s.

Leaving someone behind is not the easiest thing to do, I have been doing it for the past 10 years now and I still haven’t got used to the fact that it hurts, leaving family, friends, loved ones. Its just not something we get used to, yes after a while we get so immersed in our work that we forget all the initial pain of letting go, but then again occasionally the memories crop up again and we start missing everyone back home.

I am living my dream in every way, I am working as a marine engineer which was an ambition, so my job is not really work it’s another passion of mine. Working hard, traveling round the world, meeting new people, watching beautiful sunsets, the drawbacks well being away from loved ones then again I love the missing feeling too, but yeah if I would have it my way ill take them along someday :)

The shortage of love in the world is what inspired me to start writing.
You wonderful people who have been reading my heartfelt thoughts from time to time this is a personal thank you for all your wonderful views and encouraging comments. I have come across some beautiful thoughts myself ,in your blog’s. Everyone of you have a unique talent that you can call your own and that is exactly what makes people come back and read more of what you have to say. So keep voicing out your thoughts :)


Life is all about waking up each day, to discover something new,
About meeting old people, but making new conversations,
Walking through old roads, but still feeling nice about it,
Realizing that you have grown a day older, but still feeling young at heart,
Meeting busy schedules, but still finding time for old friends,
Being nostalgic about bygone days, but looking forward to better days,
Hoping that I could stay a day longer, yet managing to let go.

A passion play.

Falling In love...

Or what happens when you fall down that long well of passion over a person and your heart goes boom and your mind leaves town.

Act-1,Scene-1

Lust:- (I think I love you,Who are you anyways?)

Here it is,The big "WoW",the big "Yes,Yes,Yes" you've been waiting for.This is when you find someone and believe they are better,greater,cuter,wiser,more wonderful than anything you've ever known.

"Lust isn't a sin,its a necessity,for with this as our guide,we imagine our bodies moving the way our bodies are meant to move.We can do marathons with our feet,lift pounds with our arms,have stars in our eyes and do a nifty dance routines.And you think....

"I have no need of food,I have no need of sleep,I have no needs other than occasionally talking to other mortals.You are the best thing that's ever happened to me,probably because you haven't happened to me yet.

Act-2,Scene-1

Poetically called Euphoria (or:ohhh yippie,you're mine)

You feel so funny inside.You feel you could do anything and no one would dare laugh at you.

This is love,you will treasure.You will not put it in the old basement next to your old clothes,your old walker or your sweatshirt.And you will not take this love for granted,because this is the biggest sin of all.And you will say.....

"I feel so good,I feel so strong,I feel actually attractive and I could learn to live with that feeling.Let us sing and dance and eat brown mushy foods,low in fat.

Oh joy!Oh rapture!

But what if I am no good at this?

"I am a dingy speck or I am becoming very very afraid.This must be because I am passive into the next part of love called....ANXIETY.

Act-2,Scene-2

Anxiety:- (also known as: uh-oh)

"This is where the doubt begins,where the mind comes back from shopping,yells at the heart,binds and gags it to a nice lounge chair,and allows guilt,failure and remembrance of things past to sit in for a warm glass of red wine,the glow of the candle light and a well used sofa"

This is where you fear what you need most.If its a person you love,you fear of appearing foolish in front of them.I am not demeaning myself,I have relatives to do that.But I leave it for the next act....

Act-2,Scene-3

Revolt:- (the truth...The whole of it and nothing but it)

Love is hard work.And sometimes,hard work can really hurt.

Love is a game.If they didn't tell you before we will tell you now.Love is a game and if you play you either win or get ejected before the game is over.There are no ties.

Maybe you will lose and learn some great meaningful answers from it all.Like,if it looks too good to be true,it is!Its easy to love something when you don't have to work at it.Its harder when it asks something of you,you might be afraid to give.

Act-3

Give it away.....

"The heart is the most resilient muscle.It is also the stupidest.so if this love you've found is good to you,hold it,keep it,shout about it.If it isn't then maybe you should just become very good friends....

The finale-also known as the big whopper doodle,or,the most important part of this whole darn thing...

"So this is love,as demanding and nourishing and difficult it can be,and as strong and wise it makes you become.There is something to be gained from commitment.There are rewards for staying when you rather leave.And there is something to be said from running up that hill when you would rather slide down it.And so you let love come perch upon your shoulder,and you do not turn away. You do the tango.

"Just do it."

(p.s. The above post had been forwarded to me a while back,just thought you guys will enjoy reading it:)

Guilty as charged:)

The Main accused in this case is really cute,tanned,four legged,a forever wagging tail and is downright adorable.Goes by the name of TIPSY :)

Fishes have aquarium's,I'm sure they hate to live in,cat's loiter everywhere,cause apparently they are free spirits,Bird's hate cages,as they love to fly, but Dogs,they don't like living in kennels,they deserve homes,any kind,they don't very much care on the living conditions,they just want to be there,when you get back from work or go along with you for a family vacation,why Cause a dog is family :)

I have had a dog ever since I was 2 years old a golden retriever/lab cross and gosh was she a beauty.In our younger days,We spent most of our days just playing in the mud,getting yelled at,playing fetch,watching TV and even took our daily beauty naps around the same time.Ofcourse we had our flaws while I ate sand once in a while,she tore up the newspaper or when I tried to catch some crawly thing she bit off someone's slippers,Cant Blame us,we believed then as we do now,that no one is perfect :)

There was no separating us,we even had common dislikes,for a bath,for not so yummy food with vegetables and yeah those meanie beenies who threw stones into the house,hated getting those vaccinations,grrrr.We did everything together,Saved the world a couple of times as We fought off the invading aliens and even played cop but knowing tipsy to be her, she would just wag and invite the bad guys home for tea.Its not her fault she was just so friendly and loving.She loved my friends and never ever let us out of her sight,she hated missing out on all the fun.

At times I wondered whether she really was my age or older cause there have been many instances when I had just started walking and I wanted to head out the main gate and she just woudnt let me,she would either hold on to my baby suit or jump on top of me and trip me over I always thought she was just jealous, because everyone else went out,but her.And she needed me for company sake you know,Good company is hard to find :)

As Year's rolled by,I started going to school and yet there was tipsy always there waiting to greet me at the gate itself, wagging, drooling,jumping,yelping in delight that her best friend had returned after a hard day at school and all she expected in return was a pat or a hug or to hear my voice say down tipsy down,stop jumping :) She would patiently sit and listen to my daily trials and tribulation during a better half of my school years and sometimes would even skip meal times just so that I complete what I had to say.The number of conversations we had about love in general and the bad guys coming to get me were endless.There were so many nights when I would slip from my bed room to come and find her sitting by the gate just looking into the stars,waiting for them to disappear so that morning came and she would get to see me again.And she also used to make sure that there were no law and order problems in the neighbourhood at night,that was her part time job it seemed.Then as my dad would read the paper she would sit by his feet and take a peek at what's happening in the world.She was always well informed that way.

There is this thing about age that you cant defy and that is moving on to a better place,though I did not understand very much of it at 10 years old,I have grown wiser with time.Tipsy moved on when I was eleven and well even the last breath she took,looking into my eyes,making sure I was okie.I cried my heart out and even now I shed a tear in her name every other day.I have always had a dog ever since,its the fourth generation running and I still name my dog tipsy and its still the same lab/retriever,some people find it strange,some understand!

The thought being not to lose the essence of someone beloved,throughout my life,by naming her again and again, I just tend to accumulate memories of a loved one and not feel the suffering of a loss as much,But yes I must admit there are moments,when I recall the other's and I cry and then tipsy comes along and stares at me with those big droopy eyes that say I'm here for you,really what more could one ask for?

Ofcourse times have changed and while I break my head over a book,she likes to chew up mobile phones or when I expect her to go fetch something I throw,she gives me the look that says fetch it yourself :)Gone were the days when I used to take her out for a walk,now I tend to wonder if it was always the other way round,like it was me who needed the excercise. She likes it,getting attention all the time,sending those silent hello's to the people who walk their dog's.We have even made a couple of friends that way.We sure have come a long way,me and tipsy,and we sure have a long way to go,me and tipsy:)

The line "The more people i meet,the more i like my dog" is proof enough that a dog has been a wo-man's best friend since time unknown and shall remain so....We have friends,faithful ones,ones that listen and ones that dont have a tail and for the one's that do,this is my salutation to you!