Rise and Shine.

 I woke up a little lazy and crazy....slow and low this morning. I tried to pray for a while and then suddenly started feeling a feeling that sucked.

Aub Tera  kya hoga kalia? I asked myself, laughed at myself and looked into the mirror lying by my side and said to myself ....itna bhi kitchen kala nahi hai!!! I  I jumped out of my bed reminding myself of the words from Maya Angelou...Still I rise!!!

I got ready.Put on the loud music. Only loud. There was hardly any music. The same happens to our own when we don't know how to regulate our emotions. Only  loud quality of words....Sa...re...ga...ma ...pa ..dha...nee...sa....  

You are the one. You are the queen, I said to myself. I dressed up like.....dressed to kill Long black skirt, multi colored top tons of bengals... how many tons ??? My favorite Punjabi Jutti ....dress was like killing. If that kills me or anyone. 

The Geeta class from Shaloka ..to....reflection of words to sharing examples to dry intellect. Some words are cross and some cross words. Why not record some podcasts and explore the idea? But do I have any record?Well, exploring. 

After a while I stepped out,sat in a coffee cafe.and I put up a story on my WhatsApp status, just say hello to yourself and ask yourself how are you? It felt nice to get a reply from the school time friends. Pooja, I'm fine darling, how are you ???That  feeling.......so...

precious, and so is the friend.