Sunaina

The lady Santa.... It was Christmas time .. In fact it was in all probability going to be a white Christmas this  year too...the pre Christmas festivities were already in the air.. Santas..gifts.. Stockings.. Carols.. Jingle bells.. Snowman Sleighs...Mistletoe leaves....goodies  All around me.... All as if singing and swaying around us in a festive mood .. As I walked out of lab wishing all my lab mates a very Merry Christmas and happy vacations .. I could see and hear the warm greetings and wishes everywhere around me...I could see most of my colleagues and lab mates taking excited and expectant  steps back home ....everyone seems to be looking forward to something ...there was an expectant hop in each step that day... I inhaled a deep breath and hopped into the green line T for my back home journey:. As I walked on I couldn't help noticing the expectant hop missing in my steps .. I smiled at the lovey dovey couple next to me in the train and as I squeezed myself away...

Mr. Trouble Shooter..... It was quite and dark .. But so beautiful and pleasant outside that after finishing my dinner I had no desire to retire to my room ..decided to go for a after dinner stroll . As I stepped outside... the Bangalore pleasant air welcomed me with its caressing touch and I smiled inhaling the fresh air..as I walked into the quite IISc campus that late Nov evening.  I have been to so many campuses through out my career both within India and abroad .. Each had its own ambience and flavour..but there is one common thing I notice about all the campuses .. All of them have a world of their own.. They have their own character ..structured environment and way of doing things.. But mostly there is a sense of sanitized protective feel about all campuses where academic community is nurtured and facilitated to disseminate and absorb knowledge.. In their own particular way..as I walked towards the academic buildings of IISc  I paused just infront of the Centr...

Dilbar Ki mausikhi.... As I slid into the cab and he started driving into the streetlight  lit roads of delhi .. I noticed how quite and deserted  the roads looked then.. I suddenly realised how sleepy  Delhi gets all of a sudden in the night.. Feeling a bit already unnerved .. I shivered in the Chill of the Nov night.. The chiffon dress I was wearing was hardly  able to give me any warm protection.. wrapping the woollen stole I was carrying around me.. I sat back in the backseat of the cab.. Trying to relax after a hard day at work and then at a boring official dinner .slipping my stilettos off ...I sighed and closed my eyes ..almost dropping off on the back seat of the cab.. Mere Rashke Qamar 🎶🎶 tune pehli nazar jab nazar se milayi..Maza aa gaya🎶. . The blaring music and song..Almost jolted me out of my slumber..before I could sit up ..the driver turned back giving me a big toothy smile ... " madam volume dheek hai? Bole toh adjust kar doon"?.. Feeling a ...

The adamant aunt and nose ring... I was in one of those moods when you are ready to experiment with things .. It was my wedding time...starry eyed.. 💝🌟Excited ... Self pampering time.🎁. Clothes ...jewellery ..  Looking ahead at life with lots of excitement. .. Indulgent times .. .. Was on one of those indulgent shopping visits to Aligarh..was in the Mecca of aligarh shopping arena ..( read Amir Nishan)..with a well meaning aunt who very kindly and rather too excitedly offered to help me in my shopping adventures..we were looking for the correct shade of  dupatta to go with one of my dresses.. When aunt suddenly stopped near a jewellery shop .and in a halted mode all of a sudden she announced in an excited tone  .. " arre ! we totally forgot to get ur nose pierced.. Bina Nath ki Bhi koi dulhan hoti hai kya... It will look so good on u..in fact will suit u a lot....chalo  chalo lets get it done right away.. "... Now ! though  I was quite clear on my take o...

Qarib Qarib Couple ... They say "virtual world is an unreal world .. It doesn't always relate with reality".. True often true.. But sometimes this virtual world also  accidentally throw some odd surprises ..this online virtuality just accidentally at times do translates into an unexpected reality offline.... Something which is so untouchable or non belonging suddenly just comes alive and starts  falling into place.. Astonishing  not just the onlookers/ audiences but even the main stakeholders /players themselves. Yogi ( irfan) and Jaya ( Parvathy)..are one such odd odd non belonging online bumpers .. The two are as alike as chalk and cheese  from each other..But both  are living a life that is apparently complete at the peril  but lonely from within.. Both are middle aged .. Both have lived thier lives before ... Both are carrying  the burden and marks of their past lives and relationships."...The beautiful part of the movie is both are shown to b...

The odd couple.... They were an odd sort of couple.. Been watching them for quite sometime in the JNU campus.. .. it's been almost 7 years to be precise .... They have been in my watch list for quite sometime now..Never met them formally...never been introduced too... But there was something peculiar about them...which somehow made me notice them everyday....perhaps they were my"morning walk comrades".. Infact it would be more appropriate to say that they were more like my "morning walk muses"...I simply loved watching them.. Just observing them from a distance....there was so much of odd sort of peculiarity around them which never use to fail to raise my curiosity.. They seemed to belong to a lower ladder of middle income strata.. Husband seemed to be closing up to sixty and wife was around mid fifties.. They used to walk out everyday from the area where residential colony for university staff was....at dot 6.30 am.. In pin drop silence and with bowed heads ...