Raining Thoughts

               My three year old is currently drifting through the imaginary-buddy phase. And from time to time I find myself being dragged off from where I sit, to underneath some table or beneath the stairs or right to the middle of the room or to under some tree, where she expects me to have ‘a few words’ with the invisible ‘Suzy’ for not having food or for not sleeping or for not eating her medicines on time or for not sharing the color crayons and so on and so forth. Incidentally she also happens to have a Suzy in real-life, her best buddy at play school. But if asked whether both were the same, she indignantly shakes her head and tells me that this is a 'different Suzy'. The other day she totally spooked me out when she asked me to turn around and give some water to Suzy, who it seems, was standing right behind my chair with an empty glass! Heights of heaven! I'd now seriousl...

          Randomly thinking about the fleeting events and encounters that transpire in our day to day lives, I couldn't help but spend more than just a few minutes introspecting and weighing the evolutionary changes that have occurred to the concept of a word that held a world of meaning until a decade and a half ago…‘Friend’.           The term appears to have evolved through the times. With the arrival of the social networking wagon with its online and offline compartments, stopping at every station of our tangled existences we have been witnessing a global phenomenon which could be branded as ‘the friendship explosion’. The ever-increasing number of ‘friends’ who populate the ever-expanding ‘friend-lists’ of the young and the old alike in the various social networking websites and smartphone messaging apps that we see all around us, as well as within us, bears testimony to this fact.

 Green is the colour! No other colour can soothe my frayed nerves as much as Green is capable of. Even while having a busy day at office, just walking to the pantry balcony and having a cup of tea, watching the greenery outside helps in ironing out the creases of tiredness from my weary mind. And thankfully the campus in which my office sits is quite a verdant one. There is no dearth of trees, big or small; in-between the many buildings that occupy the vast business space, and short walks from one building to the other is never a dry or tiresome affair. Tall old fashioned silver & glass lamp-posts add charm to  the avenues and the vintage-looking park benches that line both sides of the walk-ways, makes the scene prettier. They call them the 'Think Points'. The thought of sitting on one of those curvy wooden benches relishing the luxuriant green spreading shade of a tree…watching the clouds change shape… waiting for absolutely nothing…. is so tempting. The only ...