Kuch Kuch Hota Hai

Sometimes I wonder why certain people have such an impact on my life. Of course, there are those, whose importance and impact is very easy to explain. In fact, it's but natural to think that the things they say or do would make a significant difference in my life...

But then there are certain others. People who for an inexplicable reason or perhaps reason unknown to us... just make such a difference to our day that we almost wonder if there isn't some magical pull or power in their souls that just makes us naturally react positively (or negatively) to their actions, their words, or even their mere presence.

Sometimes, people who have this impact on me are miles away from me. Far far away.. Yet at times, just by thinking of them, or what they might be doing on a given day, just sends my heart fluttering and skipping a beat. These people may not be those who I've interacted with on a regular basis or people I've been close friends with or anything like that. Yet there's just something so mesmerising, almost magnetic about their personality that just makes my heart smile.

The mere thought of them makes my heart smile.

To know that there are people who can do that to me. . . kuchh kuchh hota hai... (a little something happens [to me])...

A child's poetry

Ek arsa hogayaa hai
Kuchh baatein kehni thi aapse
Aap toh bhuul hi gaye
Lekin aap humse hain aur hum aapse

Aap toh yuhin chodkar chalegaye
Sochaa nahin kis haal mein honge bin aapke
Par khudaah ki rehmat samjhoon
Aap humse hain toh hain hum aapse

Aap ke pyaar ne rakha hai yaadon ko taazaa
Kuchh meethi baatein kuchh alfaaz hain aapke
Jab sochti hoon toh guzartaa hai din
Bas ek baat kehni thi aapse: ke aap humaare hain aur hum aapke

Who am I

Am I the girl I used to be? Or have I changed? If I've changed, have I adapted into a mould imposed upon me by society or social strictures? Or those people who I surround myself with?

Or would you say that ultimately, each person has a choice as to who s/he wishes to be. And therefore, by default, whoever I am today, is who I want to be?

I would never dream of relinquishing control over my personality and the essence of who I am to external factors beyond my realm. However, it does seem to be that there are forces at work which result in me operating somewhat differently than I may choose.

But that's not to say that I've lost myself is it? Am I not just gradually adapting myself to my surroundings and circumstances? Is it a compromise on my personality? Have I really succumbed to the external forces delimiting me?

But I do not see them as limitations. Rather, I see them as avenues for growth. And so I continue to grow, hopefully tending towards the goals which I have set for myself.

But alas, I'm back to where I began. Then who am I if I am in constant metamorphosis? I am the change.

I am nothing but a process.

Still Soldiering On

For those who know me, you will know that my absence from my blog has not been a circumstance that I would have permitted had the circumstances been within my control.... but alas, after having been homeless for the last three and a half months, I aM sooooo Glad to say that I'm finally HOME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

And I finnalllyyyyyyy have access to the net on a regular basis!!!! And so I'm shifting status from commentator-back-to-blogger!!!!!

The Return of the Princesse :)