Varsha's Story.

The dim rays of the sun worked its way past the closed window and the curtains and fell on Varsha. The honking of the vehicles on the main road, and the constant ringing of the alarm woke Varsha up. With sleepy eyes, she looked at her phone. ‘7.30 AM’, it flashed. ‘’Oh no! I’ll be late for the airport.’’ She thought.

She got up with a jerk, quickly took a shower, packed her red American Tourister bag, and rushed out of the hotel room. Her flight was at 9.20 AM, and it was already 7.50 AM. She thanked ‘Ganpati Bappa!’ for getting a cab instantaneously. ‘Last & Final Boarding Call For Mrs. Varsha Dheeraj Iyer.’ – Thankfully, she didn’t miss her flight.

The flight from Mumbai to Kolkata was approximately of 2 and a half hours, and each moment seemed like a year for her. After all, it was a special day. She looked at the Swarovski ring that Dheeraj had gifted her, on the wedding day, and grinned ear to ear. It was their fifth marriage anniversary and she was traveling all the way from Mumbai to Kolkata to give him a surprise.

These five years had been a roller coaster ride, full of ups and downs – fights and love. Dheeraj was the CEO of Perfect Pictures, India’s leading Ad Agency, whereas Varsha was the General Manager of Regal Palace – one of the best luxury hotels in India. Being workaholics, both barely found time for each other. But it was their anniversary, and Dheeraj was in Kolkata for a conference. There was no way they’d spend their anniversary apart. So Varsha had decided to surprise him.

‘Welcome to Netaji Subhash Chandra Airport..’ – no sooner did she hear the Captain say this than she started smiling. Finally, she could surprise her Dheeraj. He’d be so thrilled to see her. 

‘Taxi, Park Street?’ she called out. In the cab, she finally fixed herself. She put some blue kohl, and combed her hair. He loved it when she kept her hair open. ‘When you keep your hair open, your look like a princess.’ He’d tell her. It was the same mad, passionate, intense love and longing for each other. That was the only thing that hadn’t changed over these years.

One last time, she checked herself in the mirror of the lift, smiled to herself. She had the spare keys to the apartment Dheeraj was in, and she opened the door, oh so softly. She didn’t want him to wake up. Putting her luggage near the door, she tiptoed to his room, with a bottle of wine and a bouquet of roses. As soon as she opened the door, she looks surprised. There was no one in the room. 'Itni subah kaha gaye?' She dialed his number. 'Hello?' said Dheeraj. 'Hi baby! Kaha ho?' she asked. Dheeraj halted for a moment and then said - 'Um, office mein! Baad mein baat karta hoon!' and hung up. Varsha looked upset.

On the other side, Dheeraj halted an auto and asked 'Bhaiya? Bandra chaloge?' with a bottle of wine and a bouquet of roses.

Love & Pain: Joy's Untold Story.

With love comes pain, I knew that. But the pain that I was going through today - nobody could decipher it.
I woke up to the constant ringing of the doorbell. I opened one eye, then another and sighed at being woken up so early.
The entire house was filled with heavily dressed, makeup laden people whom I detested.

Today was Richa's wedding. My Richa, my true love. Ever since I knew what love meant, I knew that I loved her. I tiptoed to her room, and watched quietly as she wore her earrings, and did her makeup. 'Stupid girl! Doesn't she know she's naturally pretty and doesn't need any makeup?' I thought to myself.

I had been standing there for almost 15 minutes, but she didn't notice me. I was quite used to that by now. Ever since she had met that Vishal guy, she had stopped noticing me. How I loathed him! What was so special about him? What did he have that I didn't? I could've sang Taylor Swift's 'YOU BELONG WITH ME!' right now but I resisted.

I knew for a fact that I was in deep, irrevocable love. The kind of love that makes you happy, the kind of love that also makes you vulnerable to pain. Yes, I was in pain. Nothing pains more than unrequited love. But them, I didn't know what went wrong. We had a connection for sure - a special bond. I still remember the day we first met. It was the best day of my life. She was wearing a blue summer dress, and black kohl. I was mesmerized. Her dimples, her chirpiness, her curls that she tucked behind her ears every five minutes - everything made me fall for her.

Today was when she'd leave me forever and go to the United States. Why was I having mixed feelings? I should've been happy for her? Right? I tried justifying the feelings to myself. I could feel a strange hollow in my stomach. I couldn't stand being here anymore.

The day passed by and I didn't see Richa till the time all the ceremonies were done, and it was time for 'Bidaai!'
Everyone was howling and crying. Pretentious people, I thought. And them finally she came to me. 'Joy!' she exclaimed, with tears in her eyes.

Was she crying for me? Wasn't she happy? Did she love me? Did she see my pain? A million questions ran through my mind. She hugged me and kissed me on the forehead. I froze. 'You're my best friend! You know that, right? Take care of yourself!' she said and walked away.
She didn't turn back but I wanted to call her back. And I did, only to be unheard. 'Woof!' I exclaimed.
I was Roy, Richa's best friend. Her German Shepherd.

Of Hushed Whispers And Giggles.

Its funny how, just because I openly and strongly support LGBT rights, every time the topic comes up, everyone looks at me & starts laughing. And then they'd say 'Oooh! Guess you're into girls too!'
I don't get it. These are 18-21 year olds I'm talking about. I don't get it. If people of our generation cannot accept sexuality, forget it being accepted by others.
Why is there this mentality that you need to be coy about your sexuality, straight or not, to be accepted as normal?
Yes, my friends and I talk about sex
Why do we have to be so insecure about sexuality?
Its pretty weird how, the moment you start talking about anything related to sex, there's hushed whispers and giggles.I think its about the kind of environment you've grown up in. In my growing up years, my parents haven't been coy about sex scenes in movies. Instead, we'd laugh about it. I've never had to hide having a crush or a boyfriend from my parents. Its about opening up and accepting.
When I'd have delayed periods, my mom would laugh and say 'You sure you're not pregnant?'
Yeah, its about how open your surroundings are.
Sex isn't a taboo.
Nor is bisexuality.
Its as normal as being straight.
Also, its not a choice.
Just like being straight isn't.

Get over it!

That Green Little Thing

Her heart was pouncing. She could feel it. Her throat was dry. Netra looked around the room nervously. Her brown eyes were shimmering with excitement as she waited for the HR Manager to come inside. It was finally the day she started her medical internship at Lifeline Hospital. Ever since she knew she wanted to be a doctor, she wanted to work here. A special place it was - After all this place saved her from the claws of death at the mere age of 12.

She looked around. For the 5th time, she read through the list of doctors. For the second time, she noted the temperature of the AC. Her heartbeats were so fast that she could feel it. The HR manager finally arrived with a fellow doctor, and handed her an appointment letter. 'Hi Netra! This is Dr. Shraddha. You'll be assisting her in the ER today. All the best!' she smiled and Dr. Shraddha head out of the room with Netra. She indeed was a bright kid - chirpy, sensitive and mature. She was the perfect potential doctor.

As Netra stepped into the lift, she glared at the logo of the hospital - The little green thing - the lines of the heartbeat - full of ups & downs. 'This depicts my life.' she thought. Life, like the green lines is full of ups and downs, but that is what makes us feel alive. Without struggles, life would just be a little green straight line - dead.

The choice of being a doctor, of saving lives was what gave Netra a reason to live. She smiled at the thought. Today was just the beginning of a new journey..A journey of saving others..A journey of the little green thing called life.

~ This was an assignment given to us & I thought I'd just publish it. You tell me, what's the first thing that comes to your mind when I say 'That Green Little Thing!' ?

Celebrate Father's Day with the Lokhandwala Running Club (LRC) on 21st June, Sunday

 

Celebrate Father’s Day with the Lokhandwala Running Club (LRC) on 21^st June, Sunday

~Do it for Dads Day – A 5Km Run/Walk~

June 2015: Its Father's Month all June! Give a unique gift to your fathers ...the gift of running and experience a never-before Father's Day celebration in true LRC style!

The one person who stands by you and is the "go-to" person is always Dad.  So come, this year run side by side with that person who marks your presence in this world by giving you his most precious asset - his name! Without whom, you wouldn't be known.

If you have a father or a father figure who means a whole lot in your life, we want to see you burn those roads with him. You can even run for him or in his fond memory J

Join us in this celebration. It's not a race....It's not just about running or jogging or walking...it's a fun event where you can create memories to cherish for a long time and maybe start something new with your dad!

All participants will receive a medal and refreshments.

Date: Sunday, 21st June 2015

Venue: Lokhandwala Jogger's Park Entrance

Time: Assemble by 5:45am, race flags off by 6am.

Where- Lokhandwala Joggers Park Entrance (Andheri West)

Entries: Rs.150/- per pair.

Registrations on till 10^th June

For registrations, please call - Shashin Rao- 9619438685 OR Sanjana- 9619841588