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  • Narendra 11:59 pm on August 17, 2011 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: baby, love, Memory,   

    My Favorite Moment 

    Few hours ago, I wished my friend from Pakistan on her Birthday and I asked her to share her happiest moment before she could say anything the topic drifted away. Later on I sat back and involuntarily dug deep into my memories to pick my favorite.

    I have a handful but the first meeting with little Meghana stands out and it’s an extremely precious moment for me. Exactly 10 days after she was born, my family decided to pay her avisit. It goes without saying I was thrilled. Call me to visit a baby and I would say a YES in a jiffy.

    I went with high hopes of seeing a cute little doll but when she eventually glided out of her bedroom, what I saw was a tiny little rat, purple lips, bald head, she was ugly 🙂 however, she stole my heart, call it love at first sight.



    I was eager to hold her, never before had I held a baby that young. As I watched my mom gently transfer her into my arms, Uncle Kumar’s heart melted, I was holding this tiny rat, her fingers were sharp and pointed, nose was hard and round, her gentle moments were creepy and scared me but I held on not without heaps of anxiety though, every time she moved my heart would be in my mouth, I was so scared 🙂  she weighed like a little dumbel, made weird sounds, eyes were half closed, mouth was half open and she would often stick out her tongue, so sweet to say the least. Holding her for the first time gave me immense happiness. I didn’t want to let her go, I kept teasing her cheeks and chin, I placed my finger in her palm and she grabbed it with lots of effervescence. I was like, shall we say in a state of bliss.

    Whenever I feel sad or want to feel better I play this video, I love that moment so much. I can’t imagine how a simple video can have such a therapeutic effect but it works for me. I like to believe it’s her charm that does the magic.

    What’s your favorite memory? please do share 🙂



  • Narendra 9:25 pm on February 14, 2011 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: , death, , , love,   

    A Story 

    I’m not a good story teller like Arvinth however, I thought I should share this short piece.

    This is a story about 2 people, Tony and Jeena.

    It’s a simple story. Tony used all his wits to push her away. He tried everything he could. “Jeena I’m a player, I slept with 6 girls at high school”. “Hey, Jeena, I’m getting married”. “Jeena, I like your friend, Can you introduce me to her”, ” Can you just leave me alone” , ” I don’t want to talk to you, Bye “, “I love drugs” etc etc. He made several attempts to get rid of her but somewhere in his sub-conscious mind he was already sold.

    Jeena was a polite, pretty, calm girl. She never bought any of Tony’s ridiculous over the top excuses, for some reason she blindly trusted her judgement. No one could ever shake her faith in Tony, including herself. As you would expect she kept her cool and showered heaps of love on our hero Tony. Her child like laughter, unconditional love finally brought down the mad man. He said those magic words “Jeena, I love you“. Her joy had no limits, she wanted to fly. For the first time in her 21years of existence she was truly happy. Her voice said it all.

    Even before Tony could start to appreciate her love for him fate struck a major blow. She was diagnosed with a rare form of terminal illness. She was dying. Which apparently was kept under wraps by her parents. However, both Tony and Jeena realized something was terribly wrong. Her health was deteriorating rapidly. Things went bad from there, seriously bad. She was confined to a hospital chamber, inside an sterile zone. Her only source of reaching out Tony was her ever faithful Nokia E71. Meatime, Tony being a mean, ruthless man wanted to get rid of Jeena, Yes! yet again. Actually, he was scared to go through the painful process of loosing his loved one. By then he had figured out that, she would never make it out of the ICU.  He said and did everything he could to destroy her confidence. EVERYTHING.

    But no, there was no way she was going to let go her love for this man. Some strange cosmic force had bonded them into one, she called it ‘Love‘. The more he tried to force her out of his life, the more he fell in love with her. The tussle continued, it reached a point he wished she was dead. His pain pushed him to he edge, his last words, three days before her death ” Go Away”. She was an obedient girl she obliged. She was gone forever, never to come back again, never to trouble him again, never to cry, never to smile. She was dead. End of story? Yes, almost.

    He was trying to hate her so much, he skipped her mails and FB messages for as long as he could remember. On that fateful day, as he came to terms with the most devastating news of his life. He opened her mails.



    More and more I want to forget you
    More and more I want with you forever
    I do not realize when and how all this happened

    I don’t want you to leave me, never leave me alone

    I hope you are here forever, although you may not be my own

    Our love story is beautiful, like paint on a canvas, so many colours, bright and dark. I wish the artist continues to paint more colours into our lives.

    I‘m sure Ill be able to survive, as long as there is a place your heart

    Tony, let me be part of your life.

    God, today I swear to you. He’s the one I love. I will love him till my end, I will love him even when I’m in you arms. I’m sorry I love him as much as I love you. I can’t break my promise I made to myself.



    All Tony could do was stare at his screen. He was speechless. As silence gained on him, reality sunk in,She was gone.






    • sufiaz 11:46 pm on February 14, 2011 Permalink | Reply

      valentines day special?

      • Narendra 11:51 pm on February 14, 2011 Permalink | Reply

        Hmmmm, I guess so. I’m not sure. I just wrote it, makes me feel better.

        • sufiaz 1:10 am on February 15, 2011 Permalink | Reply

          is it true?

          • Narendra 1:16 am on February 15, 2011 Permalink | Reply

            Hmmmm 🙂 😦

            • sufiaz 1:25 am on February 15, 2011 Permalink | Reply

              thats not an answer 😉

              oh u get the torrent i sent?

              • Narendra 1:31 am on February 15, 2011 Permalink | Reply

                No, I didn’t get any. is it to my yahoo or gmail id? 😦

            • sufiaz 1:33 am on February 15, 2011 Permalink | Reply

              its the ID u use to comment on my blog? the define one?

              i didnt get a notification so i assume its been delivered?

              • Narendra 1:36 am on February 15, 2011 Permalink | Reply

                Weird… I didn’t receive it..Can u pls push it to my yahoo id..u can find tht on my FB badge..

            • sufiaz 1:40 am on February 15, 2011 Permalink | Reply

              sent…..pls check the junk folder as well. yahoos filters r crap.

    • Reno Putri 12:11 am on February 15, 2011 Permalink | Reply

      this is true story?

      • Narendra 12:18 am on February 15, 2011 Permalink | Reply

        Maybe Yes..Maybe No

        • Reno Putri 12:32 am on February 15, 2011 Permalink | Reply

          hmmmmm, so touching, speechless poor tony 😥

          • Narendra 12:47 am on February 15, 2011 Permalink | Reply

            No Reno, he killed her…he’s a murderer. He’s lucky coz there’s no law under which he can be jailed. He’s plain bad.

            • Reno Putri 1:24 am on February 15, 2011 Permalink | Reply

              i guess hez on self jail forever coz guilty feelings 😦

        • Reno Putri 12:45 am on February 15, 2011 Permalink | Reply

          i hope this is not ur true story ya….

    • Blockader 12:31 am on February 15, 2011 Permalink | Reply


    • Leianne 1:35 am on February 15, 2011 Permalink | Reply

      Is Tony, you? 🙂

      • Narendra 1:41 am on February 15, 2011 Permalink | Reply

        If it was me..I wouldn’t have named him Tony…I would rather go for Brad Pitt or Edward Cullen…hmmmm

  • Narendra 8:30 am on February 6, 2011 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: , family, , husband, , , love, , , wife   

    Mahesh – talking about his marriage 

    A candid chat with my best friend on marriage and life after that. Mahesh being himself, does his best. None of the questions were shared before the shoot, it was done live, no cuts, no re-takes. It’s simply Mahesh.



    By the way, Mahesh weds Archana on 7th February 2011 and I’m exceedingly happy.


    More on the wedding tomorrow.


    • Arvinth 9:41 am on February 6, 2011 Permalink | Reply

      Awesome Video… My Best wishes to Mahesh and Archana!!! 🙂

    • sufiaz 4:08 pm on February 6, 2011 Permalink | Reply

      best of luck to the happy couple 🙂

      narendra DO cover the wedding, id love to see it 🙂

      • Narendra 6:31 pm on February 6, 2011 Permalink | Reply

        yes yes yes yesssss…….can’t wait 😀

        • Reno Putri 2:10 am on February 7, 2011 Permalink | Reply

          Happy Wedding for your Best Freind….i hope all hez good wishes comes true.

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