One of life's lesson..

  • Posted by Willow
  • 1/29/08

She clasped my hands with hers and said, “I have failed as a daughter, I have failed as a mother and now, I have failed as a wife. I should have never left them.” Taken aback by the sudden outburst, I was lost for words. She then threw herself on the floor and let out a slow and painful moan. Gathering my courage to console the crushed soul before me, whom I knew a lil more than a stranger, I ventured, “it is not you fault that your children passed away in an accident, its not your fault that your father fell sick while you were away and it is definitely not your fault that your husband turned out to be this unfaithful creature.” Nothing worked. She wouldn’t hear any of it...she was blinded by sorrow. Gentle strokes across her forehead, a firm grip around her shoulder and soothing hushes by her peers all went in vain…. It wasn’t until 1am in the morning that her cries mellowed down to muffled sobs…

A lesson learned; money doesn’t guarantee happiness.

Life is motion

  • Posted by Willow

..while waiting for the eggs to boil or while waiting for the onions to turn reddish brown, I often find myself looking out through the metal framed window of the kitchen. I see the same thing everyday; a river of cabs or so I call it…a banal view, yet compelling…there is definitely something to it, something I have yet to learn… where are the cabs headed towards? Why do they keep coming back? I have answers I realize, but not ones that’ll satiate the reaper.

The wheels simply roll by incessantly even in the wee hours of the night.

No wonder ama made me listen to this song..

Soliloquy?

  • Posted by Willow
  • 1/24/08

11:27 pm

"Chu,chu,chu..Khurla na phiska...(Its cold outside)"

"I know nothing good can come out of drinking, but i think i deserve it today. I have been working hard."

"Besides, i havent had a drink in ages."

"You are a good boy right?"

"Yes, yes, i am good boy."

...After pouring himslef a peck of whiskey, I found him looking at me sheepishly as if to seek approval.

"Giwala," I reassured. "Khurla phiska" (Its cold outside)

Unfaithful

  • Posted by Willow
  • 1/18/08

J.F Kennedy couldn't hide it from the world.
Max Ophuls brazenly betrayed his wife on numerous occasions.
Dr.John Haskell went overboard with a minor.

And now, its him. A father of four wonderful children and a husband of a very loving wife. So all this while, when he said his tour was extended, he was infact living with another woman...

Why?
Why?
Why?

He says he loves his wife and his children. I dont doubt that. But he also says he loves this new woman in his life. I dont understand.

Christ! How could he?

Wait, it cant be...If he really loved his wife, he wouldnt want to make her unhappy in any way...and yet, he has the audicty to claim his undying love for her.

Maybe he doesnt love her anymore...but you cant just stop loving somebody...

So is it wrong to love someone else then?

But his kids, he should have known it would hurt them too. Truely, he cant expect them to laugh at his jokes anymore..and in any case, she said she doesnt find them funny anymore...

Is he being selfish? Or does love just happen that way....?


He never loved her.

..phir nahi aate...vo phir nahi aate

  • Posted by Willow

better days

  • Posted by Willow
  • 1/12/08




...sleep overs, shopping spree, learning how to wear sari, making mv's, reviving my sewing machine, making a hat, youtube evenings, trivia nights, brunch at 11:30 am, six movies, seven novels, photoshopping, walks by the riverside, exploring cooking talent(though not successful), drawing commercial figures...

had the best break ever.

no worries, no tention.

if only it lasted forever...

Yes. yes? No. no?

  • Posted by Willow
  • 1/3/08


I closed the door adjoining the kitchen and the living room. Her voice was barely a whisper so i had to lean in closer. What she said was simply flabbergasting. My eyes widened and I flashed her a look of disgust. She nodded with agreement.Tears followed.... "What has the world come up to?" i thought...
She then drew me closer and began to pour her heart out. But me,in my pursuit of pleasing her, failed as a listener. Instead, i raged with her, spited the culprit and narrowed my eyebrows with contempt.I realize i was too eager to please her. Why? Partly because she had chosen ME of all people and partly because i too felt(still do) she was wronged. Both parties have morals. Trust me on that. Now all i had to do was listen, but wouldn't that have made her uncomfortable? Wasn't i supposed to console her and let her know it wasn't her fault? It wasn't..was it? Yes, there was booze, red red wine...

*Sign*...... Life is just too complicated.

Lord, save all the Churiyas'....

  • Posted by Willow
  • 1/2/08


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