strings of my handbag

Isme kya bhar kar lati ho?
Is one question that I have been so frequently asked by men…I wonder why big bags trouble men so much?
I am a somebody who’s smitten by big bags…ever since my college dayz. In college there were chicks who used to come carrying those hankerchief size bags and a diary in hand and I used to wonder what do they come here for? I mean is their life so simple to come in that pencil box size bag???

Mine wasn’t!!! during college dayz I was obsessed with jholas so always on the hunt for the ethnic and colourful ones..and it was always full with so much in it….books, note pad,wallet,water bottle, scarf, pens, card pouch(id,library ticket, bus pass membership cards etc), other essential stuff…plus I have this habit of picking random stuff…be it nice big unusual leaves from the college garden, fruits shed from tress,nything unique lying about on the road and all of it went into my bag!!! Besides the last one, all this was essential stuff and I wonder how could girls manage without it????

For me the idea of a bag is to throw in all the stuff inside it and keep ur hands free. But I see people around who carry these mini size bags on their wrists and then keep their hands full and keep dropping things around!!

Why woman why can’t u carry a bigger bag?

N I just so hate these clutch bags doing the rounds these days. They are just so tiny and whats the use of carrying one when it can’t contain anything except ur mobile phone…u m sure u can carry that in ur hand…..ah someone shouted…glam quotient…..phew..keep that to u babes!!

So my journey of bags has been from back packs to interesting jholas to jute bags to rug and bamboo stick bags, cloth bags to now rexine bags…but all big size!!

The bag that m carrying these days is like a huge pouch with strings at the top to tie and lock it. And it looks quite smart….and my folks have nick named it as Aladdin ki potli!!! n m quite happy for the kind of space it provides me to pack in things and raise frivolous questions in the minds of men!!!

Well I just took this quiz What Does Your Handbag Say About You?
My results show:



You tend to be relaxed throughout the day. You are naturally at peace.

You are a high maintenance person. You feel lost outside of your normal environment.

You are a very creative person. Your life tends to be a whirlwind, but you always seem to pull it together.

You are practical and down to earth. You tend to be a rather reserved and quiet person.

You are a very unique and special person.
There's no one else who is anything like you

So very me….!!!

from one life to another

we looked into each others eyes
mine were sad
his had tears.

tears of remembrance.
remembrance of
those first walks with his soft hand gripped in a protective hand..
those first jumps..
first and forever chats..
his scoldings ..
walks to school holding his hands...
man to man talks..
and then one day..
the protective hand was left alone
coz the other moved ahead in life.

remembrance of
those walks when his shivering hand held the firm hand
scoldings given to him to have his medicines
sitting by him through the night
and praying for his well being
hoping that medicines work
sitting by him in the hospital for weeks
man to man talks
and then one day he left
to move ahead in the life cycle.


his eyes were rather painful
they were talking which is unusual
unable to conceal the grief
expressing the loss of his father.

That Dawn...

It was a usual morning we woke up to.
But someone came with its wings spread wide..
Its just that we were ignorant of its presence..
Standing tall outside…
Waiting to take away what was precious to so many of us…

We fought, we tried …
There was anxiety, chaos..
There were prayers with tearful eyes…
To let everything be as before…
But it wasn’t to be…
It had come but we couldn’t see it till the last..
Our conscience hits us for it till date…
It took you away…away..far away….

That dawn brought with it a thousand sunsets…