The Wedding.

Excitement. Happiness. Nervousness. Bride. Groom. Heart. Lights. Shine. Music. Booze. Dance. Laughter. Giggle. Dreams. Insomnia. Exhaustion. Love. Food. New. Beginning. Colors. Heightened Emotions.

This is the Grand Indian Wedding.

My sister got married to the man of her dreams yesterday. I wish her the best of all worlds. Shes gone and I can't seem to contain the emptiness of my home. I guess, I shall eventually fall back on my regular blogging schedule. 

PS - Have any of you ever gone through a phase where you fall from a good '10 posts a month' to a 'rare single post a month' ?, where you want to write and yet don't find anything convincing enough ? Share a tip, if you have.

Its one of those days for me and I shall kick its ass soon.

Love.

An Embrace.

An embrace is sometimes all that we need. Breathing and melting into it, drowning into its sadness. Maybe, or maybe not ? Else, how do you manage to get past the enormous loss of a loved one. It is a tad bit uncouth, although I don't know whether on God's part or destiny's. This month, 3 of my students at the school have lost their fathers. I won't say I know what kind of a storm is whirling inside them, because I don't. Their loss is humongous and I can't even begin to imagine what pain they must be going through. Living through a time like this at an age where football seems to be the most important thing in the world is unfair. I don't know whom to blame, but what I do know, is that nobody deserves to go through a time like this. Just the thought of losing anybody around me makes my eyes water. They say, its just a phase, I don't trust them. How can you get past a phase where somebody loved you more than their own lives ? How do you forget your first super hero ? How do you gather the strength to make it all seem better when clearly it won't ever be the same ? Nobody can.

I pray for them and wish them all the best in life.