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Monday, October 6, 2025

Wish you were here...

 The last movie of my this trip SFO DXB BLR was - 

"Wish you were here" and I sobbed uncontrollably, again!!!

I think the mistake I was repeating - looking for com in the Rom and ended-up being in sob!.🙆🙈 

Well, it was a beautiful love story, one that of courage to love and stand by it...what broke me down was the last message (a background voice from the lead character, who died), and left a message for the actress's future husband...

I guess when death knocks at our door, it gives way to be more real and accepting of some of those bitter realities of life...

Well, I am back in the home country and missing my beloved idlis....at this odd hour of ~3: 40- 5:24 am 💃.

And yes, no matter how glorified it gets whether one gets buisness class travel, Mercedes Benz car pickup and drops etc....Home. is. home....and so is the motherland. 

I missed home more and more this time. It din't matter if I am in the most ancient hotel, at the 12th floor opp. Union square...my heart longed to be back in India.

May be seeing the disturbing evolving landscape of politics, fear that filled the spaces with the winds that blew; utterly degraded life of humans (addicts laying on roads, unattended, completely lost...) something in me was dieing everyday.

Well, I am blessed to be born in the lap of divine Bharat Maa🙏🌹

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How I celebrated my own arrival ... Munching the 6th piece of the limited chocolate...💕💕💕



Saturday, October 4, 2025

Hummingbirds (Every Little thing)

Just a few days before my travel to States, one morning when I was in my office cab, stuck in traffic, I turned to my left and thru the window, I noticed a tiny little bird swinging on an insulated electrical wire. 

Not sure if it was the tiny form of that bird amidst the location i.e. dusty surroundings, filled with concrete jungle, honking sounds all around and lifelessness of mundane busy world! But it captured my attention such that I couldn't takeaway my eyes off, until my cab moved and I lost that view... But was unwillingly preparing myself that the bird will fly off....

I asked myself, why I felt that strong connection with it? And which bird was it? And I would have started to compare my thoughts and feelings with that of the bird.... Does she feels scared, being all by itself? Or see seeing world differently than me? Etc. 

Was it a humming bird?

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On my loooong onwards flight, I watched a movie - 'passport to love'; after finishing, I switched to a documentary named - Every Little thing. At first, I didn't know what it was about but I liked the name and then read the note about it - Author and wildlife rehabilitator Terry Masear dedicates her life to saving injured hummingbirds in Los Angeles. Her compassion and empathy serves as a reminder that grace can be found in the smallest of acts and the tiniest of creatures..and I was sobbing at the end of it. I learned a lot about love, compassion and selfless care, be it to another human or a bird.

Long after I deboarded and checked-in to my hotel, a few message from that movie stayed with me and were reminded of, either by directly the hummingbirds appearance in my surroundings or some conversations or a image on a wallpaper or some surfaces...

- Humming birds flutter 50 times per second and balance their body's vertically, horizontally and on the diagonals and are enchanting begins, how can they not be in some other relm?

I continued to share my experience about the movie with my colleagues etc. 

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Day 4th of my trip, it was a slightly rainy morning but a pleasent day, I booked a taxi for my office drop and as I entered it, I see a decorative peice hanging at the rearview mirror, and I was left absolutely dumbstuck!

I started chatting with the driver as he has a shimmery cover on his steering wheel and the hand rest but my heart and eyes were at the decorative piece. I told the driver about my calling about Humming birds and about the takeaways from the movie...

He also shared that spotting different birds had some meaning to it in native culture at Mexico (his home) and I agreed...

And when I was getting down, the driver asked : Sanorita...Do you want this?

Me : utterly shocked at his generosity, replied that no, it's beautiful with you and I don't want to take that always from you...

He insisted that he keeps getting those from Mexico carnivals, so no big deal.

Me: then, please do makesure to get one soon. And yes, ok I am happy to take it.

He: handing me the precious piece...

And in return, I have him a pen that had the engraving " thank you for being Awesome".

Can anyone guess what I got??


A beautiful, vibrant humming bird....and I am in love with it!

Thank you 💕

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Today, I had plans to meet my first friend in US and while waiting for my cab, I spotted a beautiful hummingbird sucking nectar from a bunch of flowers and later, my friend showed a tiny water fall which attracts a lot of humming birds as that's their favourite activity :)