Software Symphonies - Suggested read, watch and listen's - Page 9

Originally posted by: Nisha0604

Here is a review from a reader for Mountains of Chocolate

Trust me... I did not ghost author it😆

A note on "mountains of chocolate"

Do you realise how seemingly effortlessly you do this?

For starters, I am getting a first hand knowhow of how a screen play works. Let me explain it better.
In this chapter, the screen play broke it in to nights, day, noon and ended up with Thursday morning.
You covered Tuesday night to Thursday morning in a single chapter brilliantly.

Snap shot-1( my mind is visualizing a clap boy in a film studio)
Cut to Balcony.
Tuesday night had II missing her hubs and sulking . The guard checking on her, his loyalty for his Saab ji the house and to the choti memsaab. Yes II, u like or not, u r one now. Then the casual typical entrance of manya with Vik,
Then Manya in her own way checking on II,maybe sensing and showing a little consideration for her SIL(I love such moments, where you get to see the person behind the facade one projects)loved Manya's texting. She understood the pithily excuse that II gave her . I connected with the random white lie of II too.
Then the screen shot smoothly moves to another moment in the same night of R&B wanting to check on his wife thru his dad. And then the texting that followed, the subtle enquiry behind a hubs curiosity , if the wife actually accepted something monetarily ,his mixed feeling of jealousy and relief, the dude's concern for his dad's health surfacing at the end of this texting. Another subtle moment to read was Manya texting R&B. I interpreted it to be that she typically would have pulled him up and reported on II and also checked on how he was doing at the other end.

Ranjanji, aur rasmalai khaane ke din aagaye!! You will see ur son texting u more. One good that came out of this situation is your phone screen will have more messages from your son to show and for you to reminisce . Changa jee. Aaj aap khush soage na? The bud is all not dead yet, Ranjanji.
Then the night ending with with R&B now knowing thru Manya that his wife is awake and texting her, she
Gives bhaav and then the chat with Mihir and her plans for her tryst. Looks like it's going to make the dude sweat a li'l.

Next snap shot of screenplay
The office . Noon
Mrs. Sagar, subtle but the most underplayed character in this story . There is a lot more of her to be unearthed. I like the mystery she brings in to the story . She is a darling na, Nisha?
A seemingly true well wisher . Don't know if it was her idea or the dudes idea to give the chocalates, it was a damn good way to cheer up our girl . A precious sweet fantasy, she would have no qualms accepting. The truffles and the likes was again novel.
Mrs, Sagar's line, your husband does not enjoy Sees. Pronto our girl waiting to pounce , replies " give him one in the form of a mountain" . She can never resist needling and taking potshots. It had me in splits'

And you Ms. II , why one bib, baby, soon , time will come for you to load the closets with it entirely . . Oh I loved that line, " And I need a bib". It's absolutely awesome of you to come with such lines. This is very intelligent story telling.

Then you have Ritu entering. A lot that a reader could choose to interpret the conversation in his/ her own way. A situation , an occurrence that happens every other day at office. The insecurities of both Ritu and II has been captured nicely. More on it later.

And the next snapshot , cut to thurs morn,
Dude initiating " I miss you" and the naughty sexting between the couple

Effortlesly brilliant. And thank you for giving four. Well appreciated , Nisha.

Originally posted by: NSB7

They walked arm in arm, occupying the whole width of the street and taking in every Musketeer they met, so that in the end it became a triumphal march. The heart of D'Artagnan swam in delirium; he marched between Athos and Porthos, pressing them tenderly.

this one because D'Artagnan is nisha

nouf and putti are always around here leading us and our page eating sessions

hope u guys like it 😃

to my other two muskateers with love from ARAMIS!!

Nouf thankyou for choosing the names

Originally posted by: jasminechick

You bring the positivity in people, the creativity in people.

Changes that you have brought into people's life

I dont know where to begin.

Its so natural to be down. Like the fingers in our hands, all days are different.

Short sweet one, long dragging one

hot days, rainy days, snowy days

Lazy days, Nasty work days, bitchy traffic days,

Spring, Fall, Winter and Summer days

Its so natural to be down. Like the fingers in our hands, all days are different.

Friendship among strangers. Laugh, cry, vent over blog, over PM, over phone calls.

Bringing people out of cocoon, bringing people together, age no bar, sex no bar

Its so natural to be down. Like the sun that goes down to rise above the mountains.

You insprire, you march and led, you light the night, nisha ⭐️

Originally posted by: EnVee

Let us be then, you and I
In this Parisian paradise
Far away from the mundane
Loving and being loved
Dreaming a dream
Let us be then, you and I
Forever in this Parisian paradise

Originally posted by: putti77

Mini Bhallas weekend in DII

It is 10 years to couple marriage.. Three kids 9 yr Kavana, 7 yr Rachana and 5 yr old Rohan..

Ranjan calls Kavana Savvy.. Rachana is xerox of II talkative and impulsive.. Rohan is miniature Dude. He doesn't call II as Amma. He calls her II like his dad and our Dude loves that..😉

Sunday afternoon II drove kids to DII...Dude is playing golf with Mihir...

Kavana n Rachana run to Appa as soon as car stops..

Kavana hugs Appa, "Thatha I got first prize in singing"

Rachana screams to get attention "Thatha, Ranjan Thatha got me new Barbie set..."
Appa is all happy...😊

Rohan walks in with II and sits on sofa..
II shouts..."Rohan Thathaku hi sollu da.."

Rohan...hmm hello Thatha.. II, can you give me Doreman book from bag only 15 pages left..lazy like Dude...

II signals Rohan "Ayyo infront of Thatha call Amma da, Thatha will get angry.."

Appa has to listen n angry 😡"What is this kanna, he still calls you II"

II..."Leave it Appa, he doesn't listen..and his Appa likes it ..Rakshasan, he has spoiled him.."

II can you give me Doreman book please.. Rohan is impatient.

II handover the book and went inside kitchen to meet Amma.. Amma is making Idlis as girls like very much..

Amma check with II about Ranjan and Dude..

Appa is watching Rohan...He is twirling hair locks and reading the book... Gals are fighting over remote...

Appa mutters "Just looks like that rascal, same attitude, doesn't talk, no respect for elders😆"

Mean while Amma comes with idli plates..

Gals run to Amma and repeat the same updates ...
Amma gives idli plates ask them to eat at dining table..

Amma takes Idli plate to Rohan "Raja eat idlis first then read"

Rohan.."Paati I don't like idlis, can you give me turkey sandwich😉" II came running from Kitchen "Ayyo don't shout da, Thatha will listen"

Appa has to listen.. "Ishita he eats non-veg?"

II ... "Hmm, his eating habits are like him ...Appa"

Appa..." See Madhavi I told you, he is just like that Punjabi Rascal.."

Amma...😲"Ayyo don't say loudly he will go and tell his Appa that you called his Appa Rascal, Ishita told he tells everything to his Appa.."

By the time Ranjan calls on II's phone and asks for Rohan...

Ranjan... "Betaji when you are coming home, forgot we have to go for books shopping"

Rohan cuts the call and screams "II Ranjan Thatha is waiting for for me.. Thatha is buying Archie's series for me".
Appa is jealous...Mini Rakshasan likes Ranjan more😊

II... "Wait till 5 da, I have told Ranjan Thatha"

Mini Dude is not ready to wait, takes the phone and dials..

"Dimple can you come and take me home, Ranjan Thatha is waiting for me, II is telling me to wait till 5...😉"

II shouts😔 "Ayyo Rakshasan you and your Appa drive me crazy, we will leave Amma..."

Originally posted by: EnVee

"Can't Help Falling In Love"

Wise men say only fools rush in
but I can't help falling in love with you
Shall I stay
would it be a sin
If I can't help falling in love with you

Like a river flows surely to the sea
Darling so it goes
some things are meant to be
take my hand, take my whole life too
for I can't help falling in love with you

Like a river flows surely to the sea
Darling so it goes
some things are meant to be
take my hand, take my whole life too
for I can't help falling in love with you
for I can't help falling in love with you

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o126OwOzViI

Originally posted by: VeeIyer

Ladies...Nivi just reached out saying she misses all of you 😊

as always her poetry speaks for her...Enjoy her presence even in her absence...Here's wishing she is back with us sooon and not making me her proxy 😊

A tightening of my throat I feel,

as his face of concern comes into view.

Blurred by the immediate tears that fill my eyes,

my vision goes dark as I let the curtains drop.

His trembling fingers caress the wetness on my cheeks,

my breath hitches becoming audibly raspy.

He glides his palm over the crook of my elbow,

I wince in pain remembering the needle pricks.

Pulling me gradually into a sitting position,

he sweeps off loose tendrils splayed across my face.

As a sob heaves through my entire torso,

he secures me in the safe cocoon of his arms.

Burying myself into this warm cavity,

I shake uncontrollably from sheer exhaustion.

Without missing a beat he tightens his hold,

quieting the fears that threaten to overflow.

Murmuring my name comfortingly into the air,

he nuzzles his chin gently into my shoulder cleft.

Feeling my head begin to throb and spin,

I release the breath that was pent up within.

As he rubs soft circles into the small of my back,

the possessiveness of his touch causes my heart to flutter.

The entire moment becomes so serene and calming,

until I hear the unmistakable rustle of that ever important page.

He studies it closely pausing over each word,

I too recall from memory what I have read repeatedly already.

I feel his muscles tighten beneath me,

knowing all too well the point of his focus.

In response to my hoarse whisper,

he gives a tiny nod of agreement to the statement I lay forth.

Letting the realization sink in a bit deeper,

I brave myself for what is to come.

A drop falls onto my forearm from above,

he silently sheds tears as he pulls me in closer.

"I won't let you go" are the words I make out,

but my own voice catches before I can ask my childish question.

"Promise" he answers with conviction,

speaking seamlessly without even a second of delay.

Pulling myself away as I lean back,

he grabs my hands quickly to keep the connection.

"Promise" he repeats to me,

a fighting spirit evident in his glinting pupils.

"Me too" is the message my eyes convey,

as my fingers loop instinctively around the rings that unite us.

This song is for you Nivi and for your love of dancing ...here's to all of us dancing with you !!!!

https://www.google.co.in/webhp?sourceid=chrome-instant&rlz=1C1SKPC_enUS335IN361&ion=1&espv=2&ie=UTF-8#q=so%20she%20dances%20josh%20groban

Originally posted by: Divashni

This is the last poem tht she shared w/ me. She sent it on Sat...didn't c it until this morn.



The world keeps moving forward...
as time stands still for me.
From these beeps, drips, and painful pricks...
will I ever be set free?

A million wishes I have...
a thousand dreams I've seen.
I want to flutter and fly...
even dive deep into the sea.
Tell me oh someone...
where is the key to set me free?

The world keeps moving forward...
as time stands still for me.
From these beeps, drips, and painful pricks...
will I ever be set free?

A hundred promises exchanged...
Some in play, others sincerely.
Trying hard to stay...
But I feel the sand slipping beneath.
Will you ever forgive me...
If I decide to break free?

The world keeps moving forward...
as time stands still for me.
From these beeps, drips, and painful pricks...
will I ever be set free?