Up above the world so HIGH..Like a diamond and a Sigh..

Twinkle Twinkle Little Star, How I wonder what you are?
Up above the world so high, Like a diamond and a Sigh.


Welcome to the world of Wonders.
Truly, there are many things money can buy, for everything else, share it with someone else. ;)

There is a world that awaits every woman which is beyond Love, Lust and beauty.
It is the world of Fashion, brands and diamonds. This is the world of Power. The reason for a real twinkle in the eye ;)


We are all little Starlets of our dreams. Being and feeling powerful for a woman manifests itself  by her worldly possessions. I came across a rather interesting tweet,
" As kids, guys like cars and girls love Dolls. Strangely as they grow up, hobbies exchange , Men love Dolls & Women like Cars. "
Indeed very true.


Women are not shallow creatures, but they love to flaunt their possessions. Its a mark of achievement, borrowed (Hubby's)  or earned. Lets meet some New Best Friends of Women. Its a trend fast catching up, the thirst to own Designer Brands and Solitaires. There is a price you pay to acquire assets- Drums of Money. Women today mind not being arm-candies , if wondrous delights keep falling into their laps with "Much Ado About Nothing."  Today love speaks only one language- the language of money. You wish to proclaim your Lady Love for life, buy her whatever money can buy. It better be jewels, bags, anything designed by designers you can't properly pronounce/spell. This can never go wrong. :)


I wonder though, why is there so much hoopla around Big Bang Brands? Women can stand in ques for  hours to own a KILLER PIECE by any leading fashion brand. What again was that?? ..E SAY LAUREN though its written as YVES SAINT LAURENT. It is a proper noun, so even if you pronounce it weirdly , why should eye-brows pop ? Why should one not raise an alarm when such brands charge a premium of more than 1000% on their products. I can sound phony, but I love these brands. I love them not for their quality or their unique offering , I love them because others envy these brands. Its out of reach of millions and offer me a world where I am defined not by WHO I AM, but by WHAT I HAVE. Yes, we are somewhat shallow and are perfectly fine with this.

My new CGPA is not Cumulative Grade Point Average, a mere number. But it can be Cavalli- Gucci-Prada-Armani. Who would not wish to be high on this materialistic definition? Everyone and anyone who can afford it. These immaterial possessions amount to an average of more than 30% HH spends in affluent families. Not only are these confidence boosters , they also amount to quick social upgradation into the world of Page 3 which is "Up above the world so high".


A Daimond studded pretty hostess, at a Party , in a chic knee-length classic designer LBD is to die for, is'nt it? Now I am sure you would not ask, what is LBD? Hmm...Little Black Dress it is. A must have for any woman who sees a Starlet in herself. Such small nothings, which cost a million bucks also grab a million eyeballs. Hence, in terms of Cost Benefit analysis, this is a sound investment & no other asset can possibly give such an instant gratification- The marvelous twinkling eyes which are exactly the color of Envy.


This is the world where Riches are honored and revered not education. Our aspirations are not to be noble and kind, but to look like a Million Dollar baby. ;)  This is no mark of Shallowness , but about arriving in life. What if I cannot name the brands the way world does, as long as the world is at my feet, do I need to worry? Sometimes even the most intelligent and poised souls have to speak the language of money, just to get their way through the shine of hollow jewels as "all that glitters is not gold".


Even if I love to subscribe to the means of the world and make a guest appearance on "World's stage" , I would rather be playing a role which makes people wonder about that "Cute Classy thing" if not a "Drop-dead gorgeous hottie". Atleast I can Make My Mark. Whatever you splurge on, make sure " You're worth it" , because in the end someone will see through you and ask you, "Is it Real?" and instantly all cameras will turn away from you to another Starlet of Substance.


We forget that those Brands are what we make them. A world you do not know of, will never matter to you.
This is a symbiotic relationship. None will survive without the other. A world which is built on perceptions of everything which will not make sense to you in a simple life. High Heels, all made up dolls, polished bodies and bluffing smiles welcome you seldom. For those crazy moments of life, keep the actress in you alive. Treat life like a red-carpet someday, live your dream as a Diva sometimes. Indulgence is good, Love yourself without a Sigh. Afterall, you live once , "Its your life, make it large". ;)


Ladies, Make hay while the Sun shines, and Save the Twinkle of your eyes.
You decide the worth of a brand, Rest you will see in the Eyes of your Man.



PS- Now that we only understand the language of Money, Save a drum of Cash for the needy, it can get you blessings and goodwill.
(Whoever thought all that social service is for benefit of humanity, knows nothing about regrets of a Shopaholic. )

Boyz II Men - On Bended Knee

Writer: HARRIS III, JAMES / LEWIS, TERRY

Darlin' I can't explain,

where did we lose our way Girl,

it's drivin' me insane 
and I know I just need one more chance to prove my love to you

If you come back to me I guarantee that I'll never let you go.

Can we go back to the days our love was strong.

Can you tell me how a perfect love goes wrong.

Can somebody tell me how you get things back the way it used to be 
Oh God give me the reason, I'm down on bended knees 
I'll never walk again until you come back to me 
I'm down on bended knees. 




Darlin' I can't explain, where did we lose our way Girl, 
it's drivin' me insane and 
I know I just need one more chance to prove my love to you 
If you come back to me I guarantee that I'll never let you go. 
can we go back to the days our love was strong. 
Can you tell me how a perfect love goes wrong. 
Can somebody tell me how you get things back the way it used to be 
Oh God give me the reason, I'm down on bended knees 
I'll never walk again until you come back to me 
I'm down on bended knees. 




Gonna swallow my pride,
say I'm sorry, 
stop pointing fingers, 
the blame is on me 
I want a new life and 
I want it with you 
If you feel the same don't ever let it go. 
You gotta believe in the spirit of love 
It can heal all things we won't hurt anymore 
No, I don't believe our loves terminal. 
I'm down on my knees, begging you please come home. 




Darlin' I can't explain, where did we lose our way Girl,
it's drivin' me insane 
and I know I just need one more chance to prove my love to you 
If you come back to me I guarantee that I'll never let you go. 
can we go back to the days our love was strong. 
Can you tell me how a perfect love goes wrong. 
Can somebody tell me how you get things back the way it used to be 
Oh God give me the reason, I'm down on bended knees 




I'll never walk again until you come back to me I'm down on bended knees. 
So many nights I dream of you Holding my pillow tight 
I know I don't need to be alone 
When I open up my eyes To face reality 
Every moment without you seems like eternity 
I'm begging yo, begging you, come back to me 

Amazing Song and Lyrics.

DamseLLs in Distress

"When the going gets tough, tough gets the going"
And then they say, That's the way it is.


Seriously, when in doubt flowing with the flow is apparently the toughest task. Nonetheless its also the best way out. Doubt is a state of self-deception, where sense of right-wrong blurs and we experience dichotomy of split self. That is the Life of a Woman. Anyhow, the day we are born, we experience pangs of eternal confusion.


From a tiny toddler, to an aging wrinkled mind not even a second goes by without the thought , " That's the way it is??" Bound in the social milieu "Fairer Sex" goes through mental and physical evolution with grace and dignity because this is how it should be. Struggling through so many ifs and butts (Literally) , acceptance of Status-Quo becomes  imperative. In tight situations one ought to sound socially viable, we behave not in our natural way, but altered reactions are given precedence.


I often wonder , in case reactions to situations were more real, would course of our lives been any different from what we are today?  Would there be lesser burden of an entangled life?


How exciting it would have been to enjoy your Ice lolly with the same exalting sigh in front of zillions of people as you would do alone.


"Days of the month" ( This is a classic term for teenage guys to get cheap thrills) when reporting late to work, you can tell your superiors that " hey, did not feel like coming to work early"  , knowing they would never hold it up against you and would not think like 15 year old guys. (Trust me, its both)


For all the Chocolate lovers ;) , while the first decadent piece goes into the mouth, can we not give the orgasmic reaction in a 5 Star restaurant as well. ( For Chiclets who do not like Chocs, I am sure there are many other indulging foods for you) . Because we love chocolates so much , let us enjoy it at peace.


Why are we to be our altered selves invariably always ?? Oops the Social Stigma.
The Indian Society has consciously bound Women into a mold of  being " Mannequins of Desirability" . Carefree lives of innocent smiles are trampled around early teens. The best guy friends suddenly ought to become acquaintances. In case you are blessed with desirable physical traits in your teens, it has to be guarded. There is strict check on the company kept, the clothes worn and the social conduct. The evolution process being so taxing emotionally /physically for the EVES but that is the Law of nature. Decision on hobbies, interests and personality is decided by custodians of Budding Damsels who will forever be in Distress.


Outlook in Metros is more Liberal towards the Fairer Sex . (Ohh...Its a blessing every parent asks for, to have a Fair, BeautifuLL and DutifuLL Daughter). Our lives are Full of calculations right from the day realization of Feminity dawns on us. The reason being " Times are bad, you need to keep yourself safe from any harm". The harm happens usually from the same men who inhabit the society as best guy friends being kids. No fault of theirs, but instantly all love, friendship , passion & care becomes too unnerving once female company from being a constant becomes a luxury. As a 10-12 year old your next door friend Pinky , at 20 becomes Pinks ;)  . Yes , the female charms work wonders on macho/cute Guys. Parents keep a tight watch, on age/weight/clothes while Our Young Princesses actually embark on their independent journey of life.


Of whatever aspirations we have, luckily education has been recognized and encouraged even in a Girl Child. Fairly fairing better with books, women are now being pushed out of the realms of Typecasts (only superficially) and given a chance to prove themselves. Ironically, once the Princesses start to relish their independence with obvious glitches, Its time for the Kings to take over their lives. For whatever I have decoded, this independence is a sham. The social stigmas are so complex that a woman in the end has to unknowingly succumb happily to the chains of domesticity. This for the first time looks like the Fairy tale to our damsels, Dream Prince/King awaiting in his Golden Chariot often carved out of the toils of her parents.
Yes , Its the start of a new phase of servitude (Lucky Woman= Served by Men/Man= Joru ka Ghulaam). 


The new life starts with meeting social expectations, taxing parents with price of large scale weddings, appeasing future family and so forth. Eventually , Career will take a backseat in case family is a priority. If family is not a priority, this is not a balanced woman. A woman in order to prove her mettle , will balance perfectly between being a homemaker and a butter winner. Hardly can a woman be accepted and respected being a bread-earner. Her income would invariably be considered as icing on the cake.  Going the family way, physical toils make it impossible to carry career aggressively. Women at work till settled are taken seriously but moreso casually. One in a thousand is lucky enough to be given a chance to be as successful as her potential.
Being tender hearted soul, she would eventually give up her career, passions and life for her family. 


At the moment , holding her infant daughter in her hand she would think, " I would give her a better life than mine, with all opportunities life can offer. She will be a free bird & live to the fullest. " While a parallel thought would seep in, we have to start saving for her marriage, " God give her a nice and loving husband".


In a moment, the closed fist of the infant girl already has the destiny written , she will be the DamseLL in Distress. 


PS- Its a pleasure to be around a sunny , chirpy and bubbly girl. Always keep her alive even at 70 years. I have the pleasure of having the best Parents who have given me ample opportunities but with discretion. At heart, all women know, That's the way it is. :)
Make the Best of Your Potential. 

Awakened !!

I know that voice

Voicing me

My engrossed mind

Mindless, left me.

I hear you well enough

Enough to ignore

Ignoring you is bliss

Bliss, abandoned me.

I tried not hard

Hardly ever valued

Value of dreams

Dreamy, Sleepless me.

I am indifferent

Indifference i have for you

You are my truth

Truly, lying to me.

I was told to believe

Believe in being right

Right now only you

You, bereaving me.

I now can feel your voice

Voice of tranquil silence

Silence only I heard

Heard, Audible me.

I am Awake

Awakened by the crack

Crack-up of senses

Sensing, the numb me.

I am Alive

Alive to be

Being animated to witness

Witness wonders of this world

World of fluttering wings

Winged & glowing dreams

Dreamy eyes on swings

Swinging into fairy land

Land of Goblins and Knights

Night of glowing lights, of faith

Faith in your being

Being one with you.

I AM AWAKE !!!

PS - To the spirit of being alive.

Marriage- The Big Fat Arrangement

When any young man or woman breaks news of Marriage into Closer or Indifferent Social Circles, The inevitable question is " Is it Arranged or Love?"

Unknowingly and unconsciously , there are strange perceptions immediately built around a single reply................ " Its Love" followed by Sighs and Awwwww.

Unluckily if , " Its Arranged" , the counter reactions are congrats-great. All the best.

There is a certain perceptual success attributed in the mere congratulatory tone. Arrangements are always looked down upon. For the lucky ones who do not go through the toil of strange situations, LOVE IT IS, usually not a guaranteed happily ever-after.

Arranged gigs are always characterized by sudden awkwardness and too many rolling eyes prying to judge the prospective Bride or Groom. As they say "That's a Classic". If at all there is a more nerve wrecking situation than this, it is surely comparable to being embarrassed in a public gathering , where everyone notices and acknowledges your Moment of Awkwardness.

"Estranged with strangers" can be an apt State of Mind for all participants in such a social setting. Settling down is seen as a mark of personal achievement. If its Love, then obviously its passing with Distinction. Rest are merely categorized as "Unlucky In love" or "Too busy/ugly for Love".

Matchmaking is one of the oldest known professions prevalent across the world. If Matching tones/hues you become a designer; Matching concrete with sensibilities makes you an Architect; in case you match voice and expressions would result into a singer; match tact with eccentricities you are a Politician. We all are chronic Match makers. We love the art of linking thoughts, particles and people. Weaving a fairy world which gives pleasure to others- we all are SOCIAL SERVANTS indeed.

Requiring social linkages to fulfill a personal sense of completion indeed should raise some eye brows and lucky enough to bat some eye-lashes ;)

Here we meet in the institution of Marriage where goods and books of accounts are exchanged for social recognition & security.

Post the initial phase of discomfort, there is not much difference between LOVE which is arranged/nurtured after self-sacrifice or Arrangement of Love facilitated by Family/Friends. The "First Meeting" and the ice- breaking is most taxing; in majority of the cases a second rendezvous is not asked for. Why??

Not all arrangements work, this mostly takes a blow on delicate balance of Self Esteem of prospective candidates who are already tagged socially "Unlucky in Love" . The prince/princesses whose Facebook status still reads "Single". Yes, rejections are very common in such social arrangements , as it is not a choice-less world. Girls can choose from Smart looks to Diamonds/jewels and custom search for a suitable match. Guys can screen vital stats to mental sanity to social acceptance criterion of the Brides to be.

Myth- Is it possible to even know anyone guy/girl and their families when they are at their cordial best??

Two hoots to anyone who thinks the man or woman you marry will not change drastically. New age liberal parents dictate the terms of Prospects liking each other and various permutation-combination are worked out around that. Mature individuals searching for a life-partner ascertain what they never understood in the past- WHO IS THE ONE?

The entire affair looks like an effort to pass while cheating in an examination where aides are family members. The competition is not less in this field as well. Marriage & Weddings are the most flourishing businesses in the Indian Social set up.

Young guns not only have to fulfill the demands of their partners but also fight the might of Bank Balance, Beauty and Brains. The competition is neck to neck, to entice a better mate into wedlock. Emotional Turbulence, Futile Conversations, Deliberate Smiles and False Impressions leave a sense of void inside. Because sadly, actual movie starts post the wedding. These Revelations and Tribulations would be well comprehended by more experienced lot. The sorry situations are when arranged set-ups leave a fear in the minds of young men and women. Unknown rejections are like flunking in Group Discussions or Personal Interview which has to be taken VERY PERSONALLY.

Non-involved parties often punch in a casual remark, " You reject some, some reject you."

Easier said than done. The crack in self-esteem is as severe as a rejection in love affair. When the opposite gender's rejection is based on superficial facts and assumptions their maturity is seriously a question mark. Deep down an inkling always present, What happened? Did it not go right?

Blabbering into meaningless conversations which almost sound like exchanging biographies and gauging immediate expert reactions, prospects go through alot of turmoil in the screening stage. The only clarity is that both parties are willing to settle into a business called The Big Fat Arrangement. Painful situations when almost verbal promises are not adhered to. Uncertainty and confusion mar the thinking of mature minds. As there is no social obligation, courtesy and social etiquettes are conveniently forgotten in case of rejections. Yes, bringing your moment of Social Awkwardness into the public eye. In the smallest examination, we always are aware how we fared, in an arranged set up, no report card is shared only a final Fail, which is not even willingly communicated.

I suggest use of a Social Scorecard for an arranged marriage situation.

To avoid embarrassing situations, families exchange Social report cards of Self and prospects. This leads to meeting of prospects and marking desirability factors in the Scorecard. As this is a stranger, honest feedback needs to be shared which is exchanged in the Score Card in the first meeting. The result instantly and scientifically shared entailing possibility of a second meeting in case of favorable outcome. So on and so forth. This seems to be a more cordial and scientific approach to the whole Confusion and Hype created around such unnerving social encounters.

A nod of rejection is remarkably different from a sigh of acceptance. Sigh is more of a relief than happiness that Finalllyyyy..."Meet the Lovely Couple".

Most bizarre unions also receive Social comments like - Cute and Made for Each-Other. It is weird how 2 individuals and their families apparently bond with so much of Artificial Warmth initially. Knowingly or unknowingly, with usually tender hearts these fake moments turn into genuine care, love and respect gradually. Don't be too gullible to ever believe, that this would be happily ever after.

But as they say , "Someone , somewhere is made for you" .

This is not just true for the person you marry but also the family of the partner. We all eventually bump into The One. Most of us live oblivious of the fact that Marriages do not work because two individuals are compatible. These institutions right from the outset prepare us to deal with uncertainties and discomfort. It prepares us for The real Life.

A successful Marriage is waiting for you outside your comfort zone and inside your effort zone.

For all the Golden Jubilee Wedding Anniversaries attended , I have always observed, what worked was the WILL to keep interest of your better-half before yours. Wonders happen , when the feeling is Mutual. Yes , then they say, " Allz well that ends well"

Word of Caution- Do not go in for Photo shops and character editing, word polishing etc. Just be yourself. For all the ones striving to strike gold, always keep in mind, THE ONE WILL OFTEN WALK THAT EXTRA MILE FOR YOU ;)

(Do remember not to expect that Always )