Dearest Bangalore

Who knew while watching Anjali Menon’s Bangalore Days I would actually end up coming to you to pursue my  Masters. Even after being cautioned about the consequences of living alone in a metro city, the addictive night life and multiple other reasons about you I packed my bags in search of a new city I had not been and  came down to Bangalore on 27^th of May 2016.How I never forget this date, because life had begun for real for a 22 yr old. And you were my only support.I studied in the beautiful campus of Christ University. And every time people ask me what is the thing  I would miss about college the most my answer remains the same, my college campus. Though I am not a foodie but visiting Truffles  in Koramangala doesn’t tire me till date. Koramangala is one of the most happening places in Bangalore to be where you could chill with your friends with so many options  around where there is something for everyone. Bars,Pubs,Restaurants,Cafés, all at your service to enhance your experience as any other person here.

You are the city I loved to explore when I moved in as a new girl in the city travelling with my friends and hogging at different places I have never been. When I was down with dengue fever and was supposed to reach the hospital barely in ten minutes and not 45 mins, you showed me friends who recreated the 3idiots scene in their own way and made that terrible commute peaceful. You are the city where I got drunk for the first time and explored another version of me. You are the city where I could watch one of my favorite celebrity Kenny Sebastian perform live. BTM lake is a spot  very close to my heart and much people haven’t explored this ,which I believe they should. The Karaoke nights I have gone out with my friends , or the day I just shed myself out  dancing on the floor with full freedom looking above at those flashy neon lights are things I had never done before as a  person.You are the city where I met some really rare and amazing people who surprised me with their bare realities in a good way. But more were the ones who left bonds astray. And amidst all this you didn’t stop surprising me. Be it in the lovely breakfast meal at Tazza Tindi in Jayanagar ,be it the lovely choir at St. Anthony’s Friary church on Sundays,be it the fragrance of jasmine at most of the streets I cross,be it the eternal shine of clouds that would just make my day,and of course how can I not mention the immensely lovable weather that you bestow all of us with.  

Four months being away from home, in order  to find a job wouldn’t have been easy if it weren’t you.If it were some other place I would have quit quite early. I have had terrible of terrible commutations  just as any other Banglorean .People have a problem here with traffic immensely ,I don’t disagree. But so have I had number of hilarious and courteous Ola and Uber stories that have made my day. While I have lived my life across Assam and enjoyed the best of bonfires there,you gave me the best night outs with friends than any other warm  bonfire ever could, while I have lived 10 years of my life and  been a lover of rains throughout my stay in Mumbai, your rains bring the singer and writer in me alive time and again. While I have lived in Gujarat for a couple of years and enjoyed North Indian food too, your love for south food has brought me newer levels of affinity for south.Nandi Hills one of the most visited places of Bangalore was yet another spot that mesmerized me with its soothing weather ,some sunshine,wind in my hair and the entire beautiful ride to reach that place.While I wasn’t fashioned by the people of the world but yes by the little small word I lived in till then, you shaped my little world into a huge one with multiple people I hadn’t met  and  multiple experiences to take by I hadn’t had.

Your companionship  has made  me come out of my comfort zones so many times. There are multiple reasons to love you: your lifestyle ,the options for everything for a person be it anything  and above all the passion every stream of life holds here.That’s what has kept you so close to me.Thank you for being a home to the girl who couldn’t dare to do new things, who couldn’t fearlessly trust strangers ,who couldn’t think of risking and taking chances.

You are my brother I never had, the hippie friend I have always wanted to have and have fun with, the warm grandparent I was in  search of all in the forms of places and people I never could have imagined placed in my life to just enjoy and relish till the very end. And so I am not leaving you soon.

Always

Namma Bengaluru Girl 

Agnes 

Banter with Life

About to start a new beginning I feel so elated yet shunned by the ongoing negativity that life would throw at me throughout the journey. All to teach one great victorious chapter. 

Sipping a coffee from Karnataka tea shop at 4th cross S. G. Palya, simultaneously booking for an auto towards Jayanagar I would find my rickshaw driver right there while I am not  done  with my  coffee yet.

And then I am struggling with my coffee cup and the auto ride. I ask him to stop for a while. Very courteously he stops the auto and he says "Aaram se mam, hojayega ride apna koi jaldi nahin". 

And then I reach my bus stop, get in my 500CA bus with a hope to find a seat. Yes I do,and my heart literally skips  a beat. 

The exciting fever of finding mere small joys and love, stupid right? But this tenderness is vanishing today. We need this tenderness today. And exactly when I was thinking about how silly are my  thoughts I would have a post to read about tenderness, well that couldn't be sheer coincidence. Enough built up, let me make you understand what I am talking about. 

I will make it easy for you, you know that legroom we pay additionally for  in airlines ?, you know that night when you return home all tired and want to eat something of your choice,that day when you happen to meet your old friend at a random place and relive the craziest of your connections when you talk about it. 

That's what I am talking about. 

That random tenderness in our lives. That  dip of joy. That crazy thing to tickle you to breathe. Silly but letting you swim across all the time and just be. That's the victorious chapter I am talking about. 

Let your banter with life bring you to this! 

Always 

Agnes

The Power of Silence

Today isn't peaceful.

Restlessness ,thoughtfulness,void, hollowness ,can't all this overshadow my life ?

It can .It definitely can.

And Damn it isn't a easy thing to bear !

Gone are the times when we would sit silently amongst ourselves and speak to ones's self,everybody today wants to engage themselves  in activities, conversations, or maybe I have been tuned to a life as busy as such that I fail to find time for self.

But  the most rewarding thing one could do to self is a talk with self,a walk by your own to your favourite beach,a silent seating across the garden you like the most or maybe the window beside you and stare the mere stillness of nature .

For this little tender heart and mind has forgotten to take care of its senses,its stillness is lost somewhere in this busy world. 

Don't let the  busy world drive you away from yourself,Give yourself time.

Spend a minute or hour with YOURSELF.

Because we are in a time we  have forgotten the importance of silence. Silence, well and the one with yourself, does  transform you to be better to yourself.

Always

Agnes

The ticking and unsaved times!

There is slaughter here 

Right now don't you know ?

As the clock ticks at midnight 

With evening resuming and shut of lights 

I want you to follow anxiety 

The pain , the shrug, the melancholy 

within , 

The desperations left unsaid 

The need of worth between conscience and mind .

Don't you know it hurts 

Well you won't want to know .

When blood cold and red was on my hands 

When I was humiliated all bare and worst 

Is the journey so strong and motivating 

I had no answers to find and achieve 

With no sense of excitement have you felt it ? 

Right here ,right now , 

Feel the very breathe I am holding 

The charm of your life will disappear 

It's the haunting voice of my life 

Leaving me dejected and depressed 

In this rock solid hard reality 

The one less told 

DEPRESSION.

- AGNES 

Rainlover

Rains induce me to write .
Another shot at writing during rains , inspired by the concept of Bonding .

Give it a read , post a comment and make my day .

Christmas is round the corner ....

With Christmas round the corner , I present a short writing here before posting a Huge one.

Let's keep it jolly !

Until my next post here it is .

BECAUSE I HAVE NOT POSTED FOR A WHILE

Fearless

Unknown Kindness

For the last time a stranger girl across the table  smiled at me when I burnt my tongue , For the time I was embraced by a small child in a party , for the last time someone surprised you with their kindness.

There comes a time when I read "kill them with your kindness"

Maybe holding back from anger ,
Maybe stranded across this article of life , maybe amidst heavy rains in the city somewhere some person
comes up with this wide warm open gesture of surprising us with their random ,most unlikely of behaviour .

A lot of times have I been trying to understand how does it just happen sometimes at the blink of our eye.
It does. Randomly,surprisingly and well makes us feel good.

How many times have we been a part of crowd but have we noticed these simple signs of time ?

Let's just think of the random things happening around and deviate ourselves from the hustle of the time .It is sometimes fun filled and happy to know how they happen to be .

Always
Agnes

YOU and I in this world .

Is there a space to my individualism ?
A myriad of thoughts , reasons , facts, emotions and knowledge .
Every single person , each one us is carrying a self of one's own .The own ,the best ,the very us version of ours !

While a pragmatic approach to life bends us to be not the Very OWN version of ours we should keep bouncing back to the very Own !

Nothing is needed to make something special , you just need to feel it. A background change , a perspective change , a simultaneous change , a hopeful change everything bringing us versions of us astonishes us at times
But being the real US within is the best .

Individuality is not a mask , it is a mark of uniqueness , a lot to be meant therefore.
Are we still pondering to put on our OWN being ? Why !?

Let's be US. 
Not everyone can be YOU .
Small #Foodforthought

Living to be Special.

Agnes.

From Bangalore ..... Perspective from my end ! 😀😁

While waking up to and designing ones day , creating one's traits even more stronger and well building one's self. Everything has come to a standby. There are myriad of reasons and examples of meeting up to standards.  Standards built by time and people , across higher authorities and friends. So much to pay back, in the form of duties , responsibilities , debt and knowledge. But there is alot more .

A time to think beyond the scope of this vivid message life is trying to give us :Some thinking and feeling better everyday.

The herd around is getting ahead to reach the standards , not as a formality but with the sands of time . They aren't clueless  about their experience but they all want to achieve the Bigger picture of themselves.

Is not the intended best of us loosing out US in today's time ?
Growth is gradual and self changing process .
Binding one's life with one's aspired life becomes difficult sometimes.
Some understand how to get back with both of it systematically.

While  on the other hand some get confused  and  start adapting to one of them and stay in their comfort zones.

The life you are living and aspiring to be in are two different things. Balance both of them. Do not get used to just one of them , that ways it becomes boring and less challenging.

Goodday readers !😀😉
Lots of enthusiasm out there ! Use it .

Agnes
From Bangalore

Blog @ Kerala (Late update )

What not can I estimate when we are heading for a vacation to my hometown.

A number of things planned to be ticked off the list .My pending movie , the lip smacking snacks I am waiting to hog and so many other things. A number of magnificent churches to explore at the other end. And the list goes on like any other person heading back to their hometown.

Reached my GILGAL Cottage the name of our house at kerala at a very nice time I should say with heat wave towards the north part of India and more , we were blessed with rains all over Kerala. The day we reached , I was rushed to my entrance gate by my dad and he just asked me to look up   ,
Having lived in the concrete jungles of urban cities I could never experience more than a clear sky in my nature when I looked up .That day I saw something completely different and rare. . I had never picturised or seen myself honestly a man climbing the coconut tree .

Not a very distinct thing of emphasis but that was the start of the day the thundering sound of the coconut as it fell to the ground from that height.

Many things as unplanned came up including my dentist appointment.
The Wisdom tooth had to be removed and so had to be the regime for eating .I wonder how beautifully God had designed our body to be compatible to soo many situations. The very nature of not chewing brought me to living on liquids plainly.

And tonight I saw the most of the most beautiful beautiful beautiful sight I always fall short in describing , at my dinner table I could see moon peeking from my window. Not a very  promising visual but today I saw a full moon ,
And the day is complete.

With a lot of people , time , unplanned and unexpected trips comes some more in package.
The finer and simpler things don't go in line but sometimes we can demarcate that thin line between them.

An escape to hometown ,
A talk with self
A walk around the greens
A rest time with some fresh air
Seeing the spiral roads and bridges above the quiet backwaters .
I am looking forward to hearing from you all.

This blog didn't have a specific submission to any topic but some things here and there
Hope it has been a good time to read.

Always
Agnes. 😀

BRAVE

Are we enchanted by the undaunting acts of  people around?

Are we ourselves  prepared to know the greater side of self esteem we all have within ourselves when we encounter life's brutal realities ?

Are we BRAVE ?

A casual chat conversation brought up this word brave , and I was determined to write something about it . No matter how difficult the journey be , i have come across people who are well versed with their difficult jobs yet keep doing the same over and over again . The net result is what excites them about the risks they are involved in , the experience they are guaranteed and well the motivation to learn something better. We are all feeble somewhere , we are all weak in some circumstances but at the same time we are all even blessed with a capacity to be Brave . 

Is there any specific characteristic to being brave ? I don't think so . Its all within our minds . We are controlling our thoughts and indeed ourselves. We all love witnessing the heroic acts of individuals in their lives . We end up a movie , a conversation and meeting or whatsoever with the notion that : Oh my ! he somehow did it , they endured the struggle. 

Change is gradual and life offers change at various phases , it's how we keep systematically allow ourselves being brave,which definitely helps in being faithful to a plan destined for our lives.My life altogether has shaped itself in ways i never knew. But being brave in some of it's unpredictable situations has helped and definitely works . Personal affirmation of being brave helps. 

let's put up the hero within all of us and live brave.

Always 

Agnes 

IN BETWEEN

At 11:30 I reached the Urja Bhavan , the entrance to the HR department of one of the world's largest company :
SIEMENS .

Somewhere between the exams and assignments life started 
Somewhere between waking up on time and taking power naps 
Responsibility started 
And somewhere between known and unknown experience 
Growth started .

Today was the first day as a part of my project report. Freshness or being new to circumstances sometimes is not always about being excited & delighted but also being planned and doubtful at multiple levels .
Sitting across the cubicle of Mr. Hemant Dighe and the HR head Mr. Satya  of this flagship company
Somewhere in between strong TEA came  to my rescue .

They say originally tea started in China .
Well don't know well about China but the fragrance of' tea leaves' mixed with ginger have come to my rescue !
A rescue from having working on CHANGE .
Change of a daily routine
Change of a schedule in my life
And  so that's the change
Change from tea at home
To one in an office !

Change !
Not always exciting but new
And well that's in between the
Two of us (readers)
You and me .

ALWAYS , 

AGNES 

WRITING is my Querencia !

HELLO READERS ! 

I had written long back a blog on ART.

Today I would love to express something that is born out of art

         A writer !

We are all are writers in our own nature , filled with stories known , unknown , to be shared and released. Not all seek this being within and feed it .

But some do and I feel they are the ones who give birth to an art called writing .

Today's blog is all for those who keep asking me what is that makes you write ?

What is the  urging to think about such ideas ? 
What is pushing you to write something like this today , or tomorrow!

It's this fulfilling purpose of one's soul to write that lets him or her to let the words out .

A writer is blessed with an extraordinary eye to LIFE around. Undoubtedly, they are gifted  and are here to spread that one content they are TRUELY aware of.

I came across this beautiful and inspiring movie THE BOOK THIEF adapted from the novel written by Markus Zusak . And there is this scene sequence between Max and Liesel when Liesel is brought to experience how she could express Words by writing . 

She was introduced to writing through these words:

What a wonder it is to have this feeling of writing sometimes I think! Not very Self rewarding but fulfilling  the soul .

The question of life seems to be smooth and active when I participate in this activity called writing .

Psychologists have suggested the miraculous consequences of people writing their feelings out. When depressed , stressed and lonesome take up and write all you feel in a paper. Expressions lie in a writing .and when that grows with an inspiration one gives rise to a hobby called writing .

My journey of writing started precisely when I saw my friend write a poem .I put my efforts to make one.I made up a poem , an 8 liner poem .a short one.
My father was the one who encouraged me to believe this idea of writing .

And then this hobby just grew with time .

That's how I wrote poems ,
And under the persuasion of my coaching professor
During my college I started my blog .I wasn't very sure about anything , but then it happened .

Thankful to you Lord .

Writing has been very satisfying ,

And today's blog is for my met by chance friend : WRITING.

Always

AGNES.  

College @MSU

The GANG .

The following is an excerpt from the Books named Pooja , Princy, Prince , Dhrishti , Rinu,Sneh,Shruti and Kunjan .

"I have loved reading books , but these were special ones , coming with their own packages of freshness , liveliness , laziness , madness and lots of craziness .

I read these books in a short time but well hold a huge and special place in my heart .

These are some full of LIFE books which I would never wish to forget .So here is a description about the same :

Pooja
A girl with the most cliche name , like she may be the nth person I know with this name .
She taught me that there is no reason to be one' s friend and one could be one with anyone at any place at any strangest of times .

AND WELL NICE FRIENDS !! 

Princy 
We share the same day to reach mother earth. She has that prime most factor to be one of my nicest friends : a TRUE LISTENER .
So calm and simple , she says things are more enjoyable when with me , well I say to her it's the other way round .This picture is special hope you know why ! 

Prince 
The rajaji of our gang ! I still remember how I MET YOU ! 
After an exam ! Rest is history , music , FRIENDS SHOW , AND WELL THE MALAYALEE BOND just brought that connection in us. We are all as a group searching for Rajaji 's Rani .He definitely deserves one marvel .At least with his singing skills ! LOL !Our selfie master ! 

Dhrishti

Just like her name she has an 'extraordinary sight ' to being.
She has a always a different angle at dealing things ,
The crazy streak, the bubbly one of our gang and as we say Pooja's betterhalf .She is way toooo unique to be loved .we all love her !and that's how we roll ! the pic is priceless haha!

Sneh 
The official declared CA of our group , the unavailable one .
But well we keep missing him at our hangouts  with this guy. In our group he said one thing , what will happen IF AGNES GOES HIGH ! MY GOODNESS ! 

Many have told me I am crazy .
But this compliment was different.
But loved it. 

Shruti 
The girl you see well towards left side in this picture  .The girl who read books from my library, the girl who is always happy.  Always positive.  A typical homie one would love to take home to .
Couldn't ever get a proper pic With her but she is the one who gave me the warmest hug when I needed it .

Rinu: 

Mr. Renu prakash , our future CA solely manufactured by God to be a pain to me. We both share a common hobby of irritating each other and it never somehow decreased  only increased .He is the one with a humor sense .The one who loves pink ! { don't kill me for this }

Who is the silent killer of our group .

Who is also the emotional one in our group

 ( sry for letting this secret out of ours )

Kunjan

The most daring and sweetest  Girl should be how I describe her.Just like u see her in the pic .The one who took a while to learn my name .
The one who always makes us understand that she is way too better at handling things in the most creative way .
She is a sweetheart ! 

Describing these books in few lines is difficult .VERY DIFFICULT.
But I have a snap of theirs hidden in my mind .
I have tried to let out the few specialities about these infamous books .(yet famous books) in  my life .

They have  left me with one THING WHICH I NEVER THOUGHT WOULD DESCRIBE THEM IN MY LIFE ...

and that's How real friends are ..... CRAZYYYYY ! 

YOU ALL ARE RECORDED HERE , 

LOVE 

ALWAYS 

AGI .

Today's Special

The most awaited day of the month;Valentine's day is here . While people are busy expressing their fond love and affection towards each other and their loved ones I wonder if they have loved themselves justly .

Just like waking up in the morning and having our daily mundane things done , loving oneself should be a routine . Great philosophers quote and summarise life as a ride to know thyself . Well let me second that along with the word LOVE . Love is a blissful feeling which unifies us with the world and with our soul . 

Some are unfortunate to have heartbreaks along their relationships , some are fortunate to stay with their partners , marry their soul mates . But what if we loose this bond , are we not blessed with an emotion of loving ourselves ? I bet we are . Looking at the mirror and giving that lilttle curve of smile to yourself, can give you giggles and laughter or make your day . Love comes only if we are happy . And not the other way around as people mention that if i have 'love '  in my life i shall be happy . Unless your heart beats for yourself you can't share that with others . 

Writing chaos of heartbreaks , reading testimonies and hate speeches of Love , being in touch with people ignorant to the concept of love isn't something unusual . I have met people who do not believe or perceive the emotion of love  . But all along i have also noticed the hollowness they carry in themselves. 

 While people are hurrying to be in relationships and get carried away by just the ' hormonal love 'or i-like -the- idea-of- you -so- i- am- high- on- love , and give away their  hearts to be broken all in all  I say start with yourself know yourself , love yourself first only then can you  share it , express it and well enjoy it. 

 We are living in an age of instant coffee , may we not  forget the long lived ways of living love ! Give time to love and preserve it . It takes effort to preserve love and that's loyalty . 

WELL FOR OTHERS WHO HAVE ACTUALLY FOUND THE FEELING OF BEING LOVED AND A BEING TO SHARE THE SAME ;GOODLUCK FOR TIME AHEAD . 

AND FOR PEOPLE WHO ARE STILL ON THE SEARCH FOR LOVE - KEEP BELIEVING , LOVE WILL CROSS  BRIDGES AND COME TO YOU ONE FINE DAY . 

WISHING YOU ALL A LOVELY AND SPECIAL 

VALENTINE'S DAY . 

Sharing an excerpt from one of my dearest collection:

"Love is not who you were expecting, love is not who you can predict. 

Maybe love is in New York City, already asleep;

You are in California, Australia, wide awake. 

Maybe love is always in the wrong time zone.

Maybe love is not ready for you. 

Maybe you are not ready for love. 

Maybe love just isn’t the marrying type. 

Maybe the next time you see love is twenty years after the divorce, love is older now, but just as beautiful as you remembered. 

Maybe love is only there for 

a month. 

Maybe love is there for every firework, 

every birthday party, every hospital visit.

Maybe love stays- maybe love can’t. 

Maybe love shouldn't.

Love arrives exactly when love is supposed to, 

And love leaves exactly when love must.

When love arrives, say, “Welcome. Make yourself comfortable.

”

If love leaves, ask her to leave the door open behind her. 

Turn off the music, listen to the quiet, whisper, 

“Thank you for stopping by.”

-Sarah klay   and Phil .

Always 

LOVE  YOURSELF 

AGNES .