Lets talk tuesday ~Newly married birds

Hello guys, so it is 10 past 10 now and I finally sat with my laptop to talk to you all. Why today? Why Tuesday? I think Tuesday is one of the most monotonous days in a week. Monday blues are completely not gone plus the thought of  a long working week ahead. Also I feel the most talkative on a Tuesday for no particular reason. Or may be because Talk goes well with Tuesday 😀 who knows ! haha… Anyways, jokes apart. Today is Tuesday and welcome to my 2nd episode of Let’s Talk Tuesday.

Newly married birds

Today’s talk is about the newly weds. Well you can take it as an advice (or experience talk :p) . No, I wont talk just too much because if I do, it will not be digestible to many as we all know everyone has their own way of viewing and taking things. This might be awkward or old fashioned but this is mine. So if you got married recently or going to,then just read on. Trust me you will agree to me at some point of time, may be today, may be somewhere in future.

About me: I am 28 and I got married at the age of 26 with my college buddy [a punjabi-bengali love marriage] with zero family issues. Now lets begin the talk.

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White rumped munia’s in discussion

Since a last few years, our generation of 90s kids has suddenly grown up and started to getting settled by buying houses, cars and starting a family. Well a few years ago was way too early for that. But still a few of my friends did. Some of them are parenting their toddlers now and it is really so good to see their happy families. Most of my friends who got married in the last 3-4 years almost had a love marriage, and it all seemed to me that marriage means love first and then a happily ever after ..la la la lallaaa…[ till I became one of them 😉 ].

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Cockatiels (love birds) in love

Since last year, in India I am seeing new trend of this arrange-cum-love marriage. No offense to my beloved people. My brother and closest friends have done the same or on their way. It would be a such a whole new experience to fall in love with the one, you know you are going to spend your life with. Such fascinating, Isn’t it? I also found it the same and felt a little jealous of the newly buds falling in love and getting engaged and also very happy to see my people so happy. So what is my take on it? This all looks so ordinary and simple as arranged marriage has been a part of our history and lives for so long. So whats the new fuss? The new thing is social media and its role. Changing of status from single -to- engaged- to- married has become the main aim of our lives and getting numerous congratulatory messages. I also did,I also got (Don’t get me wrong on this, I have a little experience out of which I am speaking). No problem in that either.! Then what is the thing I am worried about that made me write this post. It is the HURRY. What is it that makes you intolerant about meeting your significant other? What is this rush of getting into the line of being called “love-birds” ? What is it that makes you crazy about going on-line and announce to the whole world that you have got the best spouse in the whole damn world?What is the excitement that you can’t hold inside and tell your partner in ears that “you love them” ? What is this trend of showing off? What do we want to show to and to whom? Everyone is doing the same thing. Isn’t it? Just that everyone has a different story but at last following the same path.

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Male Asian koel trying to woo his lady asian koel

My take: A very simple and non-alcoholic advice to all of you going through this phase.

Just take it slow.. Just take it slow my friend. Your parents have found you the most suitable partner for you. Its one of the best things you have been offered. What you need to do is that take everything slow, slow as in into its own speed. There is no rush in falling in love. Love is not a race. Love happens eventually. Love takes way more time than we think it would. The first time we meet someone, we like them. Its all infatuation. The  second time we meet them its the liking (simple physics of attraction). And for love, it takes way more than that. Years and years of understanding, dozens of each others habits, loads of fights and limitless romance. Best example most of us can find in our homes, in our parents.

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House crows in morning sun

When you will start to love their stinking feet and not just their odor , you will know you are in love. When you stop thinking about what you wanna eat,and starting making their favorite dishes without even asking, you will know you are in love. When their stupid annoying habits have started to annoy you back, you will know you are in love. When you see them changing and won’t feel like asking for more, you will know you are in love. When their attachment with their parents/friends wont hamper you anymore at all, you will know you are in love. When you look back and find that you don’t remember anything bad and remember just the good, you will know you are in love. When the day will come, YOU WILL KNOW YOU ARE IN LOVE.

Till then, just relax and go with the flow, don’t try to run or fly because we can’t. we simply can’t. Life is not a race and so is not marriage. Marriage is a collaboration of two souls who can tolerate each other till the end. And all that you have visualized about the happily ever after,etc,etc.. you will find its just a part of the long life. We just get someone to walk along it, thats it.

MARRIAGE is a MIRAGE

of distant love. In fact, marriage has got nothing to do with love. It only works when the mirage becomes real, else love is just the endless wait… the romance of eternal hope…

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Red whiskered bulbuls-together forever

I would like to write a book on love and eternal hope someday…

Till then I wish you all a brilliant week ahead and be blessed. And oh ya happy married life to all my buddies.. Love you all..

Much love,

Riya

 

 

 

Prominently Similar- Poetry

ProminentlySimilar

The perception of viewing a thing particular
Seems so prominently similar
To the one that was owned earlier,
but now older.

 

The continuous denial of the truth
in vision of having the same eye
that mind ignores and the heart sees through

 

The sustainable trial of accepting the offer
that has been served
with love and no risk of nearby adieu

The concept of expecting equal warmth in the arms
of the person you had and now you persue
catering the same to the individual
you pray to provide your love to.

The provision of infinite supply
of the promise made
without a known fortune
to take the side by.

The understatement of the inner self
to postpone the happiness for the time being
and stay up for the pretention
towards the one and only human being.

The perception of viewing a thing particular
Seems so prominently similar
To the one who was the beholder,
but now a moulder.

                                                                                                                                             

 

Much love

Riya

As I turn 28 !

So, on 9th of March 1990, a cute,little baby girl was born to Mr. and Mrs.Roy in burdwan. Hence on 9th march 2018 (easy calculation though 😉 ),she turned 28. Yes,that cute, innocent, studious is now grown up to be a psycho writer and a bird freak. Well you are absolutely right, that would be ME,of course me,who else would call me innocent or dare to call me a freak 😀

In a glance if I say,it continued for three awesome days. As you read on,you will realize how freaking awesome it was for me that it took me 4 days to get over the madness and write this up.

CAUTION : I am going to brag a lot about my surprisingly romantic husband. Keep reading if you enjoy. Well just keep on reading 😉

Day 1

A day before my birthday is a brilliant day for lady to be born in,but no surprises I was a day late 😀 Well 8th March it was, I was already in a great mood at my work place and there entered this elderly customer with a red rose and chocolates to wish the only lady staff “A very prosperous Women’s day”. No wonder my face shined like a star. With all the beautiful thoughts, I finished my day job and left for home. I was waiting at this children’s park for my husband to pick me up as regular routine. He arrived ,I hopped on the back seat of our two wheeler. HE turned the bike exactly opposite to our way home and started. To crush all my arising queries, his answer was “we are going to have nariyal pani (coconut water )”. I was like okay.. As I sat quietly, we crossed the coconut seller,the market and many more turns to be said before the road took us where we were leading i.e. Mall De Goa. As I was blabbering how frizzy my hair is and how awful do I look, he dragged me inside and rushed me to one of those Sunglass stores. Bought me a nice pair of glares (I needed one badly!) along with some casual shopping like a perfect husband for the very first time 😛

This may sound too ordinary to you but all these were kind a first for me in 28 years. More to come. Surprise over surprise.

when the clock hit 00:00 the cake was set on the table.I cut it while singing “happy birthday to me” at the top of my voice. HE joined me taking laugh-intervals while filming my craziness. So far so good.

Day 2

It was my birthday,we didn’t take leave and were at our work places.I wasn’t having that a good day till I reach home in the evening. A parcel of another birthday cake and chocolates were waiting for me. That was from the newest member of my family. My sweetest boudibhai (sis-in-law). It was past 6.30 and I was literally ordered to be ready by 8 pm. As it turned 8,I was almost ready ,like ALMOST 😀 my door bell rang. I opened up to find one of our few friends we hang out with standing with a big chocolate in his hand. I shouted with surprise “where are we going after all? will someone tell me already”. No one did of course. I cut the new cake and left for my unknown destination.

I couldn’t guess at all where our friend’s GPS took us. It “was ‘THALLASSA ,in little vagator”. I have heard about this place but the enthusiasm of being there got me.Such happening place, I tell you such happening place. Dining tables looking over the beautiful Ozran beach,awesome upbeat music and not-at-all cheesy but bouncy crowd dancing and enjoying the Friday night out. There were food,drinks,performances and lots and lots of crazy music. In short not-at-all my husband’s type. I looked at him and he uttered ” Enjoy your birthday sweetheart. Table will be ready by 9″. The very moment I fell for HIM again I swear. Nonetheless to say we boozed up and I danced like crazy.

Day 3

Arrives the day after.10th March 2018. 2nd Saturday. A holiday for us. I already smelled something fishy as they tried to keep it secret as strongly as possible. We were up and ready by 10 AM and again I didn’t know where were we going. After riding for almost 45 km we reached our destination lead by our friend’s GPS again.

My eyes opened wide as I read the board ” Welcome to Bondla Wildlife sanctuary”. Which place else could be the best surprise for a wildlife enthusiast like me! Though my lens couldn’t support me that day as it needs treatment,I had a memorable time out there INTO THE WILD.

Its not about visiting particular place or dining at a specific restaurant,its the thought process behind all of them that matters. All the planning that HE did just to make my birthday special simply cannot be praised by simple words. I usually call him an ‘unromantic introvert guy’ but not anymore. Romanticism isn’t about the roses,chocolates or expensive gifts. For me the definition of romanticism changed forever. I have known him for a decade now and all I say about him is that he is different from others. But that is what that makes him ‘Unique‘.

Lastly to my dear Partner, I just want to thank you for the love and support that you have showered upon me in all these years. I might not even deserve them. And this is by far the best birthday for me. And I wont hesitate to say “I am a proud wife of a freaking awesome husband “.

That’s it people!

Thanks for reading till the end. Hope you enjoyed as I did 🙂

Until next time.

Much love,

Riya

The Void ~ Poetry

“THE VOID”

I wish I could fill the void inside me
I wish I could erase the emptiness

I wish I could just take a leap
And jump to the year I had been dreaming asleep

I wish I could explain how difficult it is
To live in my current biz

I wish not to assume everything is okay
And pretend not to be happy for a single day

I wish to not re-think
I wish my life would just shrink

I wish not to wait for a bunce
To pause the beating at once

Much love,

~Riya

Left behind ~ Poetry (Haiku) 

There was a time

I loved a girl

I knew she loved me back 

The way I did

Or even more than that.


For the obvious reasons

I couldn’t be hers &

She couldn’t be mine

Like all the other stories

I was left behind. 


   – Tale by a lonely lover.

My first attempt on haiku(not exactly Japanese version but short poetry or free verse).


Much love

Riya

Thrust of love ~ Poetry

Thrust of love”

When your fingers roll around my bare back
And your lips silently touches my naked neck.

As My trembling hand moves towards your shoulders
I grabbed all the sheets in the folder

Your feet on my toes
I forgot about all my taken vows

You looked into my eyes
Filled with shameful lies

I couldn’t make a sound as my lips were sealed.

You touched me again, and every chapter of mine was pealed

As you pushed me behind the doors
My heart was screaming, make me yours

Closing my eyes
My senses came back to time,
The dream I just had was never mine.

Was I proud for what I felt?
Or my life will be again full of guilt!

Guilt of the mistakes I never did,
To rationalize the world my heart build.

The drawing in the image is made by me 🙂

Much love

Riya

“Love or lust” – Poetry

Is this love or it is lust ?
I ask just why it is must?

If it was lust, it wouldn’t be you
It would be my greedy eyes on you

Then why don’t we leave a chance
To get done with the romance

It has to be one of the laws of attraction
Else why not I get the answer for my equation

I know this is wrong, just so wrong.
But day by day my feelings would only go strong.

I said this is for the time being, it will fade away
Because I never knew you will made my heart your forever stay.

When did it happen, when did we come close
Only to let you know the situation will become worse

It is possible by not meeting
But how to stop my heart from beating

Yes it is my heart , that looks out for you
With its every beat, it remembers you

Now it’s time.
To realise you are not mine
Always it hurts
May be little lessen with time

The only person should know this is you
Well you know, my heart belongs to you

Now it’s time for you to leave
As you loved me, that’s what I believe.

Much love

Riya

“He”_ The one (Poetry)

Amidst all the rush in our lives,

Amidst all the happiness and traumas,

All the losses and gains,

All the laughter and cries,

All the truths and lies,

All the causes and reasons,

All the feelings and emotions,

He comes and stays and makes them his own.

Your heart skips a beat and you know.

He is the keeper. He is the ONE

I wrote this for one of my closest friends who is getting engaged this November. I am happy she is happy 🙂

Much love

Riya