People always make the mistake of thinking art is created for them. But really, art is a private language for sophisticates to congratulate themselves on their superiority to the rest of the world. As my artist’s statement explains, my work is utterly incomprehensible and is therefore full of deep significance. - Calvin

Monday, December 21, 2009

:) Ummmmmmm

What's warm, fuzzy, feels great and makes life happy, instantly....will try to list a few...being curled up in a warm blanket in winters, sunrays coming in from the window directly on the face, that gush of wind when you walk outside, a sudden spurt of rain, a carpet of dry leaves that crackle beneath the feet, post card winters with a lonesome hut in a land under the thick cover of ice and the sureity of being there one day...a tiny lil star that seems to be peeping from behind the clouds just for you...songs that make you feel like you are floating on a distant land in total oblivion... an unexpected cup of coffee ur flatmate/pg mate walks in with.Kishore Kumar's voice at any time of the day. Your best friends calling you and baby talking on the phone. Receiving an unexpected but oh-so-thoughtful gift from an old friend. Talking to your crush and getting crushed by sweet nothings....cuddly grandparents, hand picked, polished and packaged by god himself, parents that fuss over you over the smallest things..things we thought we were old enough to not even bother contemplate. Having a long conversation with your younger sibling and realizing you are no longer the 'elder smarter cooler' one of the two...remembering long forgotten songs that you sang, rhymes that you drove people crazy with as little goblins.  

Being able to find just that right shoe or dress, better still to be able to find it in the sale. Lonnngg sessions of gossip that run into the wee hours of the morning, cooking sessions post 12 AM and then between spoonfulls of the delicacy gulped down the promises to follow 'the' strict diet regime from the next day itself and yeah not to for forget the jogging/walking session.

Songs that remind you of people and people that remind you of certain songs. Finding a stranger and then going on and on with...you too oh God me too, you also, oh boy I thought I was the only one. Old dresses that smell of long lost memories and the cherished times they were worn at. Undated greeting cards with kiddy quotes and handwriting from siblings, peers, people.

A breathtakingly beautiful landscape and the imaginary patting god on his back for the commendable job he has done. Watching a small kid somewhere taking care of another even smaller kid will all the earnestness. Random acts of kindness that just make the heart go oooohhh!!!

A warm hug, a bright hello, an earnest ''yuhoooo-i-am-there'', a motherly/fatherly ''It's too late, go home'', a best friend, sibling type, ''shit i was lucky else I would have been in the same mess, so what now''...these are what life is all about.....

(psst - I am sure there are many more..and thank God for that, just that at this very moment these were the only ones my mushy wishy heart could think about...by the by feel free to add any others that come into your mind....Season's Greetings)

2 comments:

Unknown said...

your happy blogs like this one have the capability to give anyone a warm, snuggly, happy feeling to whoever reads it..just like it did me :)

Pallavi Shahi said...

The pleasure is mine...:)