Thursday, May 11, 2006

10 words, right from the heart

It goes this way: You comment on this, and I give you a letter. On your blog, write ten words beginning with that letter, describing what those words mean to you. If the words are esoteric, or you are giving your GRE in the near future, you can include the meanings as well. Chandni gave me 'D', so here goes...

Dreams: ... where your imagination shapes up and you feel motivated to achieve something. It is in dreams that you visualise your future. It is in dreams that you paint vivid pictures, which push you to raise the bar every single time. And it is in dreams that you do things the first time, before doing in actual life.

Dance: ... it is such a blissful sensation to see the perfect sync of limbs. To see the way the body gracefully sways to the rhythm, and reaches a peak where the mind, the body and the music resonate together, building up the tempo to the final crescendo.

Date: The first one, to be precise. The silent probing, the getting to know each other, the joy at finding something in common, the ease at which differences are accepted, the dry humour, the one-upmanship, the tingling tension, the dressing up for the date, the stolen glances when the other is occupied...SIGH...Some memories are so fresh...

Dawn: ... the cool breeze tickling the leaves and awakening the birds with its whispers, the light mist which makes you feel as if you were the first person on this virgin piece of land, the distant chants of "suprabhatam" in MSS's mellifluous voice, the birds which chirp in accompaniment as you come back from a jog, and the refreshing taste of the just-made tea at the chaiwalla down the road.

Dew: ... It makes the leaves look like they have been studded with diamonds, it wets your feet in such a way that you don't know whether they are wet or not, and the way you flick it onto your face, and enjoy the feeling as the drops run down your cheeks.

Drive: Be it ripping on the highway on my bike, or cruising along in a car, listening to great music, driving gives me the ultimate high. Forget driving in the city, to experience a good drive, you have to get away from the city, and pick a direction (not a destination). Driving alone is best, but nothing like it if you can take your partner out for a drive. (Love the Alto ad, where they drive up a cliff, and have tea on the top)

Donuts: Okay, I meant koDbaLe....because I love them so very much.

deja vu: ... when you know you have felt this, but don't know when, or where. It gives me a strange eerie feeling sometimes, and sometimes I am left biting my tongue at my follies.

Defeat: ... it is the the thing that makes you go further, push harder, do better. It is the backbone of every success you have had. It is responsible for so many decisions you take. It is the fire that hardens the steel in you.

And finally

Death: ... it is so mysterious. So dark. So cold. So sudden, that we shudder to think of what may befall our loved ones. So unknown, that we fear it, unconsciously.

12 comments:

chandni said...

Nice!!!!!!!!

This is such a go lot....I am glad I gave u a "d"...

I can see that it worked well!!

chitra said...

Me game to this game :)!

Viky said...

@Chandni: Thank you ma'am. *Can't stop the smiles*

@Chitra: Welcome, I give you a C. C for Chitra.

Santu said...

Add 'Discover'and make it 11..its just a wonderful word for the enormous things out in the world..

brijwhiz said...

This seems fun Vicky. Santu "Discover" is indeed a very beautiful word.

Getting down to business - What is my letter, Vicky?

Viky said...

@Brij: Let's see what you come up with a P.

activeajeet said...

good write up man...
interesting concept....

Viky said...

@ajustus: Thanks, you can start with a M.

activeajeet said...

will do it sometime next week...
till then bye..tak care

brijwhiz said...

Hop over to http://brijwhiz.wordpress.com/2006/05/27/the-p-post/
for my take on P

chitra said...

all words are so romantic,

i include death also. asi remember the song :moth mehbooba hai,ek din thukrayegi.." , the last paragraph of the song Rote hue Aate hain sab, from mukaddar ka sikandar.

well described.

Viky said...

@Chitra: I had included death, too.