Thank you TBG for Sharing the Love.


So the love of my life is never home before 10 on most weekdays. If you keep up with my blog or know me otherwise, you would surely know this too by now. It's usually me who manages to trudge home in my ancient chariot (read: Ambassador) at about 9 and cook dinner or something edible that might pass for dinner for most bachelors living alone. Ooops, Sorry little apple, did I say 9? Nah! I meant 7 PM! :P

And the one day that the poor Sun rises from the North and she decided to turn up at my front door at 7 and I'm not there. Aha! And in around 30 seconds my phone rings. I answer it and am shocked to find out she's at home. And I'm not. I promise her I'll be home ASAP even though I very well know I would not be able to be home before late. Anyways, all's fair in love and war eh? So we hang up the phone and I get back to work.

A couple hours pass and I'm still hard at the file in front of me. The staff has long departed for home and I am sitting on my gorgeous butt trying to ignore the fact that it's late. And that's when the phone rings again. I look at the screen and my worst fears come true. She's calling again! Darn. So I tell her I'll be a little late. Needless to mention here she hangs up the phone without a word.

Silence says a lot. It would surprise us to no end when for the first time we realize that silence speaks a great deal more than words expressed out loud. The phone stays silent for another hour and then it rings again. She's pissed off at me greatly and would be going off to sleep and she makes that clear. She adds that I am a bald pea brained moron who never has the time of life for her. Aha. Sounds familiar to you eh?

11 Pm I leave from work and manage to make it home in 20 minutes. What? Why are you surprised? It might be an old car, but it's still worthy of it's gasoline! 

The house is all dark and quiet. Tired and weary, I take out my key and unlock the door. Locking it behind me I can see the house all dark and empty. I climb the stairs and there she is, pretending to be fast asleep, suppressing giggles, and waiting for me to discover that she's actually been waiting for me sweetly all this while. 

There's ice cold milk in the refrigerator just the way I like it, a gorgeous bowl of pasta and a equally gorgeous bowl of potato salad just the way I love it on the mantle. 

Need I say more? 

The sound of those giggles and the rustle of the sheets when she tries to cover her face to hide her giggling is enough to make all the weariness go away. 

Love, Tbg.

Colours of Friendship 

My days were so plain

Without fun and colour

Till you came along

And said a friendly hello.

The hello changed

A hell to a heaven

That is so beautiful

And inexpressible.

To my life

You brought

Colours and shades

Of joys and sorrows

Giving a meaning

A beauty

That I was blind to

And didn’t know of.

The bliss of true friendship

So often ignored

And lost by people

But I shall keep this colour

Till my life fades away.

Thank You Aparna for Sharing on the Love of Friendship...

Two years ago, I took a Caribbean cruise with an Aussie room-mate of mine.
Our first port of call was San Juan, more popularly known as Peurto Rico.

As we were walking down the hill on the cobblestone path, I noticed a balcony...

And strategically placed on the balcony walls was a gorgeous print of the Mother and Child glistening in the sunlight.

One day, when I have my own home...I will print this picture and frame it...Keeping it strategically as part of my life...forever...

Thanks Haathi for sharing...

this is an old entry from my blog. one i had written when i was thinking about going out with someone i worked with. an "office affair" it would be called. i was torn between issues of ethics/professionalism and what my heart was leaning towards.

i took a chance.

and i ended up marrying that someone 2 years later.

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everyday, i walk around like nothings going on. when actually every sight, every sign, every little detail that has anything to do with you makes my stomach do a back flip.

still, i go around pretending. like nothings going on. it doesnt feel right, but then again i dont know whats right anymore.
im torn. in a battle between my head and my heart. im leaning towards what my heart wants, and for once in my life, im trying not to let my head get in the way.

i feel it most when we're sitting across a table..pretending to be miles apart.
so close, and still miles apart.
so far, and yet so close to my heart

Leonard Cohen - A Thousand Kisses Deep (Spoken Poem Live @ London 2009)

Give a big hand for our first Love Entry.

Than you Harjee and Leonard Cohen...

You came to me this morning
And you handled me like meat
Youd have to be a man to know
How good that feels, how sweet

My mirror twin, my next of kin
Id know you in my sleep
And who but you would take me in
A thousand kisses deep

I loved you when you opened
Like a lily to the heat
You see Im just another snowman
Standing in the rain and sleet

Who loved you with his frozen love
His secondhand physique
With all he is and all he was
A thousand kisses deep

I know you had to lie to me
I know you had to cheat
To pose all hot and high
Behind the veils of sheer deceit

Our perfect porn aristocrat
So elegant and cheap
Im old but Im still into that
A thousand kisses deep

Im good at love, Im good at hate
Its in between I freeze
Been working out but its too late
(Its been too late for years)

But you look good, you really do
They love you on the street
If you were here Id kneel for you
A thousand kisses deep


The autumn moved across your skin
Got something in my eye
A light that doesnt need to live
And doesnt need to die

A riddle in the book of love
Obscure and obsolete
And witnessed here in time and blood
A thousand kisses deep

But Im still working with the wine
Still dancing cheek to cheek
The band is playing Auld Lang Syne
But the heart will not retreat

I ran with Diz, I sang with Ray
I never had their sweet
But once or twice they let me play
A thousand kisses deep

I loved you when you opened
Like a lily to the heat
You see Im just another snowman
Standing in the rain and sleet

Who loved you with his frozen love
His secondhand physique
With all he is and all he was
A thousand kisses deep

But you dont need to hear me now
And every word I speak
It counts against me anyhow
A thousand kisses deep

This blog is about LOVE.

Please leave your shoes and cynicism outside the walls of this sacred space.

All the world needs now is Love, and I hope I am able to add a bit of love and cheer to your day.

This blog can be all about Love.

Unapologetic Love.

Love with unbelievable expression.

Utopian Love.

Ideal Love.

Love without Boundaries.

Lifeless Love.

Loving a pet.

Loving a tea-cup.

Smiling with Love at the beggar on the street corner.

Sticking your tongue out at a child in the next car just to make him laugh kind of Love.

A Love Letter - Famous or not.

An image that signifies Love.

All celebrations of Love personified by you, by me, by anybody.

All you have to do is email me at Queenmatrai@gmail.com with your entries.

Let's Spread Love.