Take My Breath Away

Thursday, August 20, 2009

Okay.. so my last poem was a dud ... agreed. The story behind it is – someone reminded me of the fact that I was only writing about three topics..... so, I tried writing about the things I don’t exactly feel.. hence the disaster.

Psst Psst...what I am trying to say is – Blame Him! Not Me!

Atonement was close to my heart but The Glass Window was a faked pain. I guess that is even worse than faked pleasure.

Life or my lifestyle has never stopped me from getting soaked in the rain or getting my feet dirty. Playing with kids or sing along a corny Bryan Adams song like ‘Let’s make a night to remember’ ... I actually do every mad thing that comes in my mind. That includes talking to my pet fish and going out for ice-cream at midnight. (I guess it explains my insanely accident prone nature, but more about that later)

Anyways.. so, a few days back, I was in my ‘cocoon’ mood. You know, the days when you just don’t wanna talk to nobody (pardon my double-negative.. sometimes wrong things make the most sense). It hadn’t rained for more than a week. The evening was slightly lost in the heat of the day.

Was home alone so I did what I do when such an evening arrives. Made a big mug of coffee and then sat by the window. My building is in this huge residential complex with gardens and pools. There is a playground right in front and I could watch the kids playing. Everyone had a hankie tied to his face, what with the swine flu scare.

The coffee was awesome.. first two teaspoons of the newly opened Coffee jar without milk or sugar to corrupt it. Just pure tantalizing smell of individuality. Have you ever wondered how the Ad agencies target families with tea and individuals with coffee??
Hmmm.. heck.. I think too much..

So what happened was – the rain came lashing down on the parched earth and the air was completely fragrant with the smell of first rain.. second time in one Monsoon .. whoa!! .... My heart went - 'thud' and I was thrown back into my childhood.

Good smell has always been the biggest turn on for me after thunders and storms. May be it is because we tag those forgotten memories with them. I cant smell Old Spice aftershave without my mind going to my Dad.. Freshly made Roti (Indian bread) never fails to remind me of Mom.. Smell of coffee and new book go together reminding me of every moment alone...

Funny, the way smells instantly bring back memories.. some pleasant, some unpleasant.. some that you don’t even wanna acknowledge


PS: the image is obviously googled


IdleMind August 20, 2009 at 4:47 PM  

Haha, that was a warm read! such instances of Chhaya without a trace of agony is nice too.

Rain and coffee is a wonderful combination ... I agree 200%. The smell ... bet that's the best for that moment.

When I wrote the last story, it was also inspired by the rains, and the smell of soil thereafter. That was followed by other fragrances (Bordeaux, perfume et al). But you smelt raw coffee. Wonderful complement to the smell of soil. And such essence of smell relates to individuals, incidents and special locations from memory.

P.S: but your poem wasn't a dud :)

Opaque August 20, 2009 at 5:52 PM  

Even I believe milk and sugar corrupt the taste of coffee! Your last poem was a "dud", yea right!

Chhaya August 20, 2009 at 6:49 PM  

@IdleMind – O! You don’t think I am all about glooms and dooms, do you? :D .. yes, I do love the smell of the coffee.. especially the first spoons from the jar. btw.. I cud have mentioned a few more smells but that can potentially damage my image ;) .. smells that remind me of goa!
about the poem – the soul was missing somehow..

@(AJ) Brosreview - lol... I do get the message.. and yeah, coffee is at its best when u don’t mix sugar or milk.. some Bailey cream is welcome though :P

IdleMind August 20, 2009 at 7:09 PM  

Who said glooms and dooms is bad? :P

Anonymous,  August 20, 2009 at 8:17 PM  

Ad agencies target families with tea and individuals with coffee??

so simple is d reason,
cofee comes first before individual,, and tea comes after family comes :P that's why...

ek baat likh deta hun.. shayad suni hogi :P fir bhi...

She is hot !
She is sweet !
She always Needs A lip 4 kiss
Whole world is Mad 4 her !
Who ? Who is she ?
Do you know ?
Chai piyo Mast jio …

( me chay nahi pita aur na hi cofee ,, only bournvita - TANKI SHAKTI MAN KI SHAKTI :p)

itsyvitsy August 20, 2009 at 9:15 PM  

Now... Was that difficult to be a little more pleasant? How often do we forget to count our blessings? At each instance in our lives we are too worried about what is to come next rather than live in the present.

Down and out? Don't worry! Just count your blessings. Remember all that has been good, and I am sure there are innumerable number of pleasant things than its counterpart. But, that is highly philosophical; possibly a little hypocritical too. So I don't want to get to that. It's easier running my fingers on the keyboard rather than being practical.

Your candid descriptions about yourself and how much you yearn for "those" moments to come back to you is wonderful. Being nostalgic is so common for all that we have lived through. You meant business here. No extravagant descriptions, no flashy imagination. Simple and pure; the essence touches the soul.


vicious August 20, 2009 at 9:45 PM  

liked your observation abt the tea and coffee ads ...and rains and coffee is just so awesome !!

i too have these phases when i stay locked in my room , even if i go out , i am in my own world ...used to think it happens to only me ...good to find someone else ...
added to not talking i am in my worst looks those days ..wearing unwashed clothes , hair uncombed and all yuck stuff :P
i was searching for a good word 4 this state ..cocoon stage is an excellent one !!!
loved reading !

Ajai August 20, 2009 at 11:35 PM  

Hey I actually liked that last poem of yours... don't know what was wrong with it.

And I absolutely luuuuuuuuuuv spending time with myself. just alone.... maybe a book in hand... and ya a cuppa would be nice...ah bliss... :)

Chhaya August 21, 2009 at 9:15 AM  

@IdleMind – Gloom and Doom isn’t bad as long as its like a spice, rather than the main course :P

@Bheja – hehehe.. good for u.. I cant live without coffee.. about Ad agencies targeting families with Tea and Individuals with Coffee, what I said wasn’t a question. it was more like a statement.. I do know why they do it. I am rather in-sync with the world of Ad-Agencies ;)

L. Venkata Subramaniam August 21, 2009 at 9:17 AM  

Your blog has an exciting new feel to it! Very nice.....

Sorry I had been busy for a while....I will comment on your articles in a bit after I have read them.....looks like I have some catching up to do :)

Chhaya August 21, 2009 at 9:20 AM  

@VP – I don’t yearn for those moments to come back. I have always believed in letting go. Nostalgia - Yes.. wish to bring back the past – No.
I just love to sit back and reflect on the past and then try to analyze how the future is gonna be. I do tend to think a lot. And yeah, I know you were just ‘expressing’ when you talked about being down and out, yet I am tempted to clarify something.. don’t go on my poems... – I am never down and out :) .. I hate giving up on happiness or life.

Chhaya August 21, 2009 at 9:28 AM  

@Vicious – thanx a ton for liking it and the kind words :) .. I do tend to be very observant.. that’s how I read people’s minds :D hehe...
I differ from you about the ‘phase’ we are talking about. There is never a phase in my life where I would lock myself in a room or when I wud wear unwashed clothes or have untidy hair. lol...
you are talking about depressed days.. I was talking about being thoughtful, pensive and aloof.
And trust me, almost everyone goes through it. You or I are not unique this way. 90% of the people you know go through these – ‘I wanna be alone’ cycles. it’s perfectly natural. Its just that some are good at hiding (if I am with someone, s/he wont even notice that I have gone in a shell) and some are bindass about it. Both are very natural. Both are very common :)

Chhaya August 21, 2009 at 9:31 AM  

@LVS – So glad to hear from you! I thought you forgot me! hehe..
would wait to read your reaction to the lat few posts you missed.. but feel free to take your time..

PS: thanks a ton for liking the new look :)

L. Venkata Subramaniam August 21, 2009 at 3:53 PM  

Dud? More like a bud that got nipped before it could flower.

I like the feel of it....reminds me of the way my mother is with her grandchildren. But you touched too many things in the poem without really developing anything beyond just introductions.

Rahul Jauhari August 22, 2009 at 1:07 AM  

Interesting blog.
Keep posting :-)

Whats In A Name August 23, 2009 at 1:40 AM  

Ha Ha...
I beg to defer...
The last poem was Good!!!!!!


Narayana Swamy K August 23, 2009 at 4:38 PM  

he he he... its interesting what a cup of coffee can to ya.. if u are a coffee lover, try south indian (filtered)coffee!! U will love it!

Pete August 23, 2009 at 7:37 PM  

What I would give for a thunderstorm and the smell of storm passed.

Here in the Australian desert we don't even get heavy rain. How bout you pipe some of your water down to Australia?

PS. My daughter, 15, has long red golden locks like the lady pictured.

Shamik Mitra August 24, 2009 at 10:09 AM  

the smell after the rain ... now who doesn't love that ..though as kids we loved it for different reasons but as adults we like it coz we might get to stay @ home or we hope that the rain also washes away the misery and reality of our lives..

But nothing beats the tranquility of sitting near the window with a warm cup of cocoa and a good book on the other lost in its world while hearing the pitter patter raindrops and of course the smell :)

Chhaya August 24, 2009 at 10:14 AM  

@LVS – agreed, about the poem

@Rahul – thanks for dropping by.. though I wud have preferred to know what you found interesting in the blog/post

@What’sInAName - :P

Chhaya August 24, 2009 at 10:17 AM  

@Narayan – I have tried the south Indian version of coffee. its nice but not my type. and yeah, the coffee can do a lot more to me... care to read The Perfect Lover ? ;)

@Pete - :D .. even we didn’t have much rain this year.. about the desert, I am crazy about rains but somehow deserts fascinate me.

Chhaya August 24, 2009 at 10:18 AM  

@Shamik – I hate staying home if its raining.. I would rather get drenched :D
and yeah... sitting with a perfect cup of coffee and a book is as good as life can get :D.. thanks for dropping by

Pete August 24, 2009 at 6:36 PM  


Desert? Then you might be a Lawrence of Arabia fan? It defined the romance of the desert for many audiences in the 1960s - although it may have had complex overtones in some places.


As the Mind Meanders August 25, 2009 at 11:53 AM  

Chhaya... smells bring back memories... and your writing brings them to life...

This is so wonderfully written... kudos...

Maya August 25, 2009 at 4:00 PM  

@ ad companies actually targets youngsters,, for coffee.. in india mostly everyone drinks tea so they can target anyone

by the way i dont like coffee

John September 4, 2009 at 2:22 PM  

About the smells that bring back memories, there are good smells and their are bad smells. When I come across a "bad" smell, it makes me sick inside because of the distasteful memory. I want to run away when that happens

Its my life September 16, 2009 at 12:47 PM  

very nice one and your writing made my day.. Thanks for putting up such a interesting and lovely one. I have no words to express.. :)

InkTank October 3, 2009 at 9:52 PM  

for the lonely heart, coffee is the best company, and for a fulfilled heart, its the coffee that needs such a heart!

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