2007

"All the world is a stationary store and we mere buyers!"

-Chamki
Delhi,
the Transit point.

Some of you might get this.
Some of you won't.


Happy New Year Muahs to All!
I'll be back to stinky black Bombay tomorrow.
Loads to talk about, keep yourself updated.

Christmas wishes

This Christmas, I write a prayer
for everyone who reads this post,
may they find love, friends,
and peace with themselves.
May this night lead you to mornings
blessed with the warmth
of smiles and laughter
that come from sharing your life
with people you love.

Merry Christmas!
Sending everyone lotsa love,
chamki

Mumbai-Delhi-Nepal

The big night is here and the big stuff is done. Clothes, music, identification, a book, money, travel journal, camera, winter wear, shoes, tooth brush. All in. Am I missing something? A look at the weather and you can freeze just by the thought of it. Here have a look...

This is what I leave behind

Transit point

Destination

The song I'm listening to

You and your sweet smile
You and all your tantalizing ways
You and your honey lips
You and all the sweet things that they say
You and your wild wild ways
One day you just up and walked away

You felt me hurting
But I can forgive you for that now
You taught me something
Something took me half my life to learn
When you give all yourself away
Just tell them to be careful of your heart

Be careful of my heart
Be careful of this heart of mine
Be careful of my heart
heart
It just might break and send some splitters flying
Be careful of my heart
heart
Be careful

You you you
You you you
You you you
Took my love
Thought you took it all

You you you
You you you
You you you
Took my love
And now you're gone

But I'm not breaking down
And I'm not falling apart
I just lost a little faith
When you broke my heart
Given a chance
I might try it again
But I wouldn't risk it all this time

I'd save
A little love for myself
Enough for my heart to mend
A little love for myself
One day I just might love again
One day some sweet smile might turn my heart
One day I just might give all myself away
One day
One day
One day

~Tracy Chapman.
I wish I knew how to add this song to the blog.
I wish I knew how to make all of you hear it.

Sticky notes from my head

Having a blog makes me
comfortable with the many faces of me.
The face I like
The face I don’t
The face you know
The face you don’t.
Makes me understand that
it is ok
To share all bits of me
As I am
With the people I know
Or don’t as yet.
It breaks the protective projection
Mission agenda and lets the picture
Build bit by bit in people’s minds.

XXX

The most interesting thoughts occur to you
when you can't put them down.
While you study for your exams,
bathe, travel or sleep.

Love Sick Century

This century
of half empty hearts
half full times
and seeming happy families
tells me much less than
the past.
It is why I wish
to be born in the past.
Sometimes I think
We need a war.

A sticky note from my head.

When my daughter was about seven years old, she asked me one day what I did at work. I told her I worked at the college - that my job was to teach people how to draw. She stared at me, incredulous, and said, "You mean they forget?" ~Howard Ikemoto

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Altered Magazine Pages
my current obsession

Birthday gift to AK from Chamki

Anonymous said...
Well, i'm not man, but here's something for you, "chamki"

Phenomenal Woman by Maya Angelou
Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.
I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size
But when I start to tell them,
They think I'm telling lies.
I say,
It's in the reach of my arms
The span of my hips,
The stride of my step,
The curl of my lips.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

I walk into a room
Just as cool as you please,
And to a man,
The fellows stand or
Fall down on their knees.
Then they swarm around me,
A hive of honey bees.
I say,
It's the fire in my eyes,
And the flash of my teeth,
The swing in my waist,
And the joy in my feet.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

Men themselves have wondered
What they see in me.
They try so much
But they can't touch
My inner mystery.
When I try to show them
They say they still can't see.
I say,
It's in the arch of my back,
The sun of my smile,
The ride of my breasts,
The grace of my style.
I'm a woman

Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

Now you understand
Just why my head's not bowed.
I don't shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud.
When you see me passing
It ought to make you proud.
I say,
It's in the click of my heels,
The bend of my hair,
the palm of my hand,
The need of my care,
'Cause I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

Someone left this for me HERE on Mahima's blog!
Thank you anonymous
you are a phenomenal woman too.

News Update in Shinedom

I'm in a strange mood today. I think something is going to be destroyed!
Something is going to change!!!
But it will change before you can guess it.

A few moments later...
Here it is!
The winterie looking Chamko Rani blog.
Now onward you don't need to take the pain of clicking on an additional link
I make life easier
I present Chamko Rani fishing!

hee hee

The cover for my new travel journal.

The words are a song by Joni Mitchell who is also the girl in the picture.
The big yellow taxi is also a song by her.
This book is a little something I will use to immortalise the places i visit and the people I meet over the next 2 weeks.The size is bigger than what i am used to and working around it is difficult but challenges are always inviting. The big secret is that I'm going to Nepal on the 26th of this lovely month! Christmas I will celebrate in Delhi.The excitement doesn't let me live!

Things that worry me

1. My Father's health
2. My future plans: study, money, theatre, art, marriage, kids, study, money, theatre, art
   
3. Love
4. Increasing pollution
5. What I think people think about me
6. What I think about me
7. My capabilities
8. Dead Genius
9. The inability to ignore what I see
10. Dependence on people for joy
11. Moods
12. Loneliness
13. Money
14. Home, Mine and also the one I have now is not secure
15. All that is , was and will be
16. Separation
17. Disintegrating relationships. The friends, the bright sparks fizzling out.
    
18. Awkward silences
19. Unsent letters
20. My degrading health
    

Things I like to do at home

1. Sleep
   
2. Listen to music
3. Look out of the window
4. Draw things and put them up on the walls
5. Decorate, according to festival or season
6. Water my plants
7. Cook, once in a while
8. Pray
9. Watch a film
   
10. Telephone
11. Call people over
12. Bake
13. Be
14. Cut my nails
15. Play video games
16. Dance
17. Write
18. Work on the Computer
    

Feel free to add your own as comments

My Nepal to-do list as Mahima puts it.

Big Secret revealed

Shakespearecoldcoffeebluelightstrangeroom
fragnantgrandmothershawl biryanidogwhite
989fridgediwaliwinteroatsmilkwindowsea
strangeconversation honeyeggspeanutbutter
lovescooterhuggingridesnightsdrinkssweater
imaginedwinelovedanceestrangedlostin
translationsmelllovestrangehurtneck
confusionambiguoushurtfutureliar.King liar.
sanityinsanitydistancechaostearsnights
awakemessageseidlovestrangelove
fantasy216countrieshopestorystrange
loveblacksixteensecondslemongrassoil
icecreamcapcheckedshirtbob
dylanciggarettelipsarmsitain'tmebabe
rollingstones39silveranklet60strange
thisloveis.rushflytearsuitcase.don'tit
allseemtogothatyoudon'tknowwhat
you'vegottillitsgone.onelovewhiskey
lensesgymboylovegoneback

The last few days are busy patches of rush, dust, eroding wind and boring classes sandwiched between James' and Peter's emails in the morning before I leave for college and Purva's emails in the evening. So much to look forward to.

Thank you angels.

There is something real big shaping up. But I don't want to tell you guys just yet. Take your time to guess. Leave them as comments. People who know don't say it!