My Boy'sterous Reflections

Today is Michael Jackson's b'day ..had he been living he would have celebrated his 51st birthday today but in a cruel twist of fate , he instead moonwalked his way to his heavenly abode leaving his fans to mourn his loss forever.

MJ's life was no secret and the aftermath of his death was as anarchic and tragic as his eccentric life ..Its been two months since he breathed his last but he's yet to be laid to rest. Since the beginning ,he led a tumultous life and anything and everything he did made tabloid headlines..his failed marriages, his plastic surgery , his kids ..He was labelled a paedophile and ridiculed on talk shows ..He even figured in the worst celebrity makeover list not to mention in the worst guest to be put up in a hotel list . It must have been a constant nightmare for him with the papparazi like scavengers feeding on him and every inch of his flesh at the slightest of opportunity ..

MJ's life was no doubt a series of ups and downs but he's gone now and its only wise to bury the hatchet and remember him for all the good he did ..

Remembering him for being bestowed with the Humanitarian Award..

Remembering him for making it in the Guiness book of world records as the " Pop star supporting the most charity organizations "..

Remembering MJ as indisputably being the King of pop enjoying a level of superstardom like no other..

Remebering him for changing the world of music forever with his inimitable style and signature dance moves..

Remembering him for being a performer par excellence.

The saddest part was it took his death to make people realise what they had and what they can only remember now ..

I was no exception and ironically his death made me even more inquisitive about his life ..I read about him , listened to his songs over n over, sat glued to the television watching documentaries and tributes by people who knew him ..I even saw his home videos posted on you tube and it was surreal..

I specifically recall the video where MJ was having water balloon fights with Macaulay Culkin on his ranch , enjoying the company of family and friends , playing pranks and being a child again ..

I felt i lost someone i knew and i felt a lump in my throat , i sympathised with the child who had lost his childhood in the process of becoming an adult way before his time ..a price he paid for being so super talented and most people thought that MJ led a quintessential life.

So, today MJ on your special day , i celebrate the gift of " YOU " to the world, and pray that despite having lived a turbulent life , May you finally rest in peace now ..

I guess im blessed to be married to someone who knows its as important to live life with each other as its making a life for each other.Life after all is pretty bland without love.

Gattu Singh is a friend i sort of got in Dahej ( Dowry ) meaning she was only a friend of my husband's till we got married and then as is deemed and a repercussion of marriage all our friends became 'common' friends. However having said that, i was initially curious to meet her since very few people do manage to impress my very hard to please husband and even fewer women so Gattu making it to the esteemed list kinda gave me reason enough to raise my eyebrows.

It may sound cliched but i never believed i would start writing ..not that i didnt want to ..Infact ive been reading quite a few of my friends blogs and going " WOW " ..they do write well ..and then my hubby suggested " Well why dont u give it a shot ? " and i thought to myself " Well , why dont I ? " and here i am writing my very first blog .