Ginger & Cardamom

GRAFITTI

Some of the lines which have inspired me, some quotes on life, love and attitudes

• Before you criticize someone, you should walk a mile in their shoes. That way, when you criticize them you are a mile away and you have their shoes.

• The reason I talk to myself is that I am the only one whose answers I accept.

• It's not the hours you put in your work that counts, It's the work you put in hours that counts.

• I beleive in nothing short of Perfection.


• Nothing is big enough even a shout can bring on an Avalanche.

• Success is not a result of spontaneous combustion, You have to set yourself on fire.

• You live only once and if you live it right, Once is enough.

• Live your life as an Exclamation!!! not as an Explanation.

• Beleive Everything, Trust Nothing.

• Courage is what it takes to stand up & speak also courage is what it takes down to sit down & listen.

• Glamour has limited power, Power has unlimited glamour.

• Love is timeless, its memory of yesterday, the happiness of today, & the promise of tomorrow.

• If someone betrays you once, it is his fault, If he betarys you twice, It is your fault.

• Love me for a second and I will make that second life time.

And The Traffic Continued...

The chilled December wind blew across her face, letting loose silver strands of hair, now flowing over her face. The tightly closed eyes and the head turned towards the shoulders and the back rested against the wall. The wrinkles on her face talked about the miseries of the years and the years of miseries. As I moved towards her, I could see her lying besides the parapet wall of a huge building. Her dirty clothes tightly wrapped around her giving an insight of her very lean, starved figure. I moved another step forward right in front of the large palace like building, which was often referred as the pride of the city. Located across one of the busiest roads of the country, the road was filled with moving traffic at all hours of the day, and the large cars past through the road slowing down for a while to appreciate the largeness of the building and the surrounding. I stood right across the old woman and could also hear her moans of pains which were caused by the chilly winter winds or may be some ailments she was suffering with. I stood across pitying the old women. I was thinking that how inconsiderate our system and our government is, no one can take care of this old woman. Lots of thought critical about the system and trying to tell myself those things would have been different if I would have been the person in-charge. Perhaps the old woman also sensed my presence and opened her eyes, she tried to move a little, but couldn’t move and the voice from her throat was inaudible. Her eyes begged of some consideration and help, seeing me stopping by her eyes had shimmer of hope when she looked towards me. As those eyes met mine, I took a step forward and moved forwards and perhaps I saw a tear dropped from her eyes and the traffic was still moving....

Nostalgia: Preeti & Me after 8 Years.

It was after 8 years I was going to see her. Time is a great change agent. Has she changed a lot? Will she be the same spoilt kid, as she used to be back in year 1993? 13 years have passed since I have known her. A lot of things have changed since then, Even I have changed, Now I am more than a foot taller than I used to be then. I entered the lobby of the huge multiplex, suddenly my phone rang and she had already reached and was waiting for me. I entered the Barista, and looked for a female sitting alone, there was only one, someone in white shirt. I went ahead trying to guess if it would be Preeti, and she was. She had changed a lot but still there were streaks of resemblance, with Preeti I knew when we were in Class Vth. Sitting across her on the table after 8 long years was an amazing experience. The last time I sat beside her was perhaps in 8-9 years back, when we sat together as seat partners. Long time, the ironies of time are strange, situations occur and then reoccur in different settings leaving you puzzled, but what doesn't fades in the Nostalgia and the feeling of Deja Vu
which leaves one question in your mind- Is it one of the days when i was in studying in class fifth?????