It's some thing special

The sense of familiarity was restful, like a gentle breeze settling the flowing leaves on the side walk..it felt like home coming without any fan fare..

It felt good to acknowledge and i saw it almost coming that she would think the same..it was a validation and yet it was not...more of an affirmation of what i already believed in completely and implicitly

Some scoff the mere idea of it, some blow trumpets about it as a sixth sense..but as she said ..sherlock holmes would have said and i realised it some where in the last few years that it is not a magical ability or special power..but just the was the brain functions involuntary to piece together certain behavior patterns , maybe of a few people ..and predict what's going to happen next or what the other person is feeling....The irony of it is that you see it coming ..warn people or yourself but can do nothing about it...At times you block out everything and emotions run awry to cloud it ye..cloude intuition...

As i would define it ..it is nothing but peicing together of history to predict the future - it is rational not irrational.Yet the element of enigma comes in , when some one who does not notice the commonest of things..notices something sub conciously and makes intuitive judgements..that is why intuitive people do not predict everything but certain things or about certain people because involuntarily they pay attention to detail in those cases.....

It is special, it is common, it is logical , it is sceptical

I guess iam intuitive cos mom studied logic ..my brain remembered it wen she told me and hence acts the way it does :)

I have two lives ..did she guess so

How close to the truth she came
it was nerve wrecking....
it was agonising......
will it always be like this
will this fear never end..i guess so

As she stepped aside to evade the car zooming past , she turned and her sidelong glance was enough to let me know...that she had probably guessed it
My breath had stopped....i looked up and down, left and right
then my eye held on to some thing....

it was just not possible...
brilliant
i was standing on the road ...beneath the side walk..she could not have seen my feet
All her side long glance might have meant was her suspicion that it could possibly be me..here ..at the bus stand ..and not in my car....
she would have suspected a scandal...bunking...or romance...well let it be , it would have given her quite a thrill and something to do in her worthless life....

but she couldn't possibly have guessed that...
i was wearing bathroom slippers to college yet again !!!

God bless me...the fashion gods save me from all derision at college ..for mismatch and casual is cool there, while it is a sign of impropreity at home..
well who cares about the latter in any case ..

I DO...

but it can be managed as long as i can carry in the dual existence of prim and proper at home and lethargic shabby ole' gurl in college..

Do i see some one winking in acknowledgement...i guess a lot of u are

but sorry to dissapoint u..all this is just my wish...in reality the situation demands me to be right the opposite..lethargy..shabbiness..comfort...at home and chic and cool in college

boy do i miss home !!

shakhon par pani ki boondien

shakhon par pani ki boondein, aankhon mein aasman
ek zindagi se tar , doosri bejan

shakhon par pani ki boondein , jhulsi hui zameen
ek bojhil gili si, doosri banjar bejan

shakhon par pani ki boondein , aankhon mein intazar
ek shararati hathi si, doosri ko boondon ka intazar.

shakhon par pani ki boondein, doobi hui zameen
ek deti boondon ko aasra, doosri chheen leti pehchan......

gender equality

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