Of Goodbyes

Here is my attempt to write something I've never tried before.
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There was once a girl. She lived in her own world. In her own head. Her own dreams. She was very different from the rest. The other girls did things which probably categorized them. She never was like them. She lived with them but in a unique way. Not an outlaw. But a variant. She wore spectacles. She could never see properly through them. The moment she put them on, she zoned out from the world. So it was like a veil for her. She thought no one could see her simply because she couldn't see anyone else. It didn't make sense. But that's where she lived, in her head. That's actually where everyone lives. And like Dumbledore said, ' Just because its happening in your head doesn't make it unreal'. So it was real.
She spent most of her life like that. She needed to come out if it. Her spectacles. Let's not get her wrong. She was pretty confident. But she liked to be on her own. She had plenty of friends. Some very close. But she never found the idea of sharing her life with anyone pleasing at all. In fact it made her uncomfortable. She never understood how others did it so easily. So, she was very happy in her own world. Merry.

He was sluggish. Laid back. Relaxed. Or at least he seemed so. Or tried to project himself so. To the world. We cannot really determine how he was. He had a dual personality. He mostly projected himself to be very understanding and intelligent. But on major occasions he never behaved like one. His words and actions clashed several times. So we remain confused on how he could be nice. Nice and mean both. Sometimes we suspected he was all a pretence. Trying to hide his true self behind a curtain and acting cool for the world. Nobody could be so emotionless. So non- ruffled by everything. But let's give him some benefit of doubt, to bring out some balance in our description.

Pretence. I guess most people are masked. Not their fault. The trick is to find those in front of whom you can comfortably lift the veil.

They walked with a gang of friends one sunny afternoon. All chatty and lost in the midst of don't-care-for-the-world and life-is-going-somewhere kind of feel. She chatted and walked toward the public transport. They were all heading back home. She did not weigh much of the situation nor did she observe much. She was selectively observant. She choose to ignore most of the day to day mundane details. It kept her mind free. And observing another human being is something she could never do.

He scrambled behind her with other friends. He had a weird style of walking.
His foot was funny. He laughed with others but couldn't help but notice her from the corner of his eye. She was, of course, oblivious to this. He noticed everything, the way she talked or smiled. They were such opposites. Everyone exchanged goodbyes and left on their own ways.

Later, one fine evening, he pinged her. They were decent friends. She was social enough. They spoke of normal stuff. Weather, music or movies. Then he told her. Of how she said goodbye.

"You barely look back. Just half a wave, move your head away and leave. You say bye on the move.", he said.

She didn't know where this came from. But she smiled. She had never realized she did this.

" You're a little weird. But I guess you're right. Why waste time on goodbyes. Its just a bye after all.", he continued.

She laughed it off and promised, next time, she'll say a 'proper' goodbye to him. She thought, what's in a bye after all.

Time flew. And stories grow, weaving people together. So it was, for them too.

What's in a goodbye after all. Little did she know, that saying goodbye to him, would become the most difficult thing for her to do ever.

Chatter

Realization brings about a sense of peace and contentment. It is a never ending process. And it is usually followed by action or in all cases, it should. Actions bring change. Change, a new phase in life. After several battles to gain your ultimate potential, I have realized plenty of things that only make me smile. Forgiving yourself is easy to do when you let go of the negativity that put you in ruins. What works for another may never work for you. Point to be noted. And when you're following the right path you will usually find yourself alone. The detractors will come with their theories only because it worked for them. They will plant a seed about how their thoughts are the best.  Their ideas or philosophies rule. You have two options. Fall prey to the worldly banter while you're lost in the din of your own thoughts. Or, have better sense to ignore. Walk away from things that pull you down. The latter comes as realization. The former will usually prevail. Soon you are immersed in self doubt. You question.  I say never rely on another. Especially people who are never willing to understand. Who don't see that the hurt needs medicine and not a lesson.
Believe in oneself is the Best option. Cut that tree that someone grew in your garden. Better still throw it out. Let go of everything that does not give you happiness. Have no time for those who do not value you. With the coming year this is the best resolution one can have. Your mind is a garden. Feed it only the best grow only the flowers not the poisonous weed. Not even one.

-Merci.

The end of year post

So December is here and it's time for that mandatory end of year post.

What were the best things I gained this year? What did I learn? What did I lose? Did I live ? Hell,yeah.

I wish I could spell out everything to the T because it's a fabulous story:p 

But I will write down whatever I can think of. Let's see how things went by.

So, my year involved resolutions, miracles, new found friends, love, unrest, dreams shattering and pain too. Total filmy year yaar !

Professionally it was super hectic with me in a love- hate relationship with my job. I worked on only new technologies this year and nothing else. This is something I just realized. Be it Genesys to re-usable modules to web page development to visual ivr  to avaya pom .. No two things I did was the same. This makes it a very creatively satisfying year. Okay enough of professional mumbo jumbo.

Do I still look for a change? Yes. Does it ever work out? No. Why? I really really don't know. Frustrating? Yes.

Travel. I travelled a lot. So so happy on that front. So many trips and new lands. Happy. I still feel like going to one more small trip before this year ends :p

Tv shows and movies. So I saw plenty of series this year. If you knew me you'd know it is a big deal. I enjoyed a lot. I roamed with office friends. It was fun.

Writing. I took up writing seriously this year. Firstly, this blog. I complete one year of dedicated blogging this December (yay). I even signed up for a three month term with The Indian Economist and wrote weekly articles for them. This really helped me push myself. Because writing with a purpose really expands your boundaries as opposed to leisure posts.

I voted. YES! First time.

What happens if you find love? Magic or tragic. You decide.

Friends. Friends I met many. Made new. I found one friend. Special . Probably our miseries got us together and sense of humour obviously. One of the best people I've met. So much fun, So encouraging. Always brought a smile to your face.

Nice story no? I lost the same friendship this year. Friends do grow apart.

I met two school friends who stay far away after really a long time. yay. 

Driving. I finally learnt driving and I can drive. Yes please. Positive. My driving class has taught me how investing even half an hour everyday into what you like feels so fruitful by the end of it.

So 2015 I have decided, I am going to keep pursuing some or the other hobby every month. I won't waste my time whiling away into nothing.

When I look back I see I had a lot of first time's this year. First flight. First time vote. First time drive. First a lot of other things I can't list down :P 

Inspite of all this, there seems to lack a sense of satisfaction. That happiness. What could be the reason? Am I missing something I cannot see? Does my reality not match my dreams? Shall I change my dreams because I cannot cope with this reality? I do not understand.

Maybe, what I want is what I don't get. But what I get is not bad either. I fail to understand. On another note I think I should not compromise with any aspect of my life.

I took a lot of tough decisons too. Maybe they were dicey. Several times I look back and reflect. Turning down a monetarily juicy offer because my heart wasn't into it. Saying no to things that didn't feel right. I knew a lot of people in my place would've done exactly the opposite of what I did. As things don't improve I fall prey to regret. But somewhere deep down I know I'm not really sad about it. I just din't want to bow down before my heart. Because it took me down a wrong path before. And it was terrible. So each time I look back in anger it's not for what I lost but why I did it. Stupidly followed my gut. 

But it is said your heart is always right. And I need to be confident of myself. There is a cycle of distress. I need to leave. Learn and grow. And I have to take the courage of asserting what I want and embracing change. And saying no to things that only end up contributing to more pain.

2014 hasn't ended yet and there are still so many things left to do. I always wanted to have a beautiful desk at office. Now that I have been shifted to a new place, I am going to have the most amazing desk ever and strike this wish off my bucket list :D

I have a positive feeling about 2015. Let's call on the new year and live the most amazing time of our lives.

Like Steinbeck said" And now that you don't have to be perfect,you can be good" 

-Merci.

A travel up north

In one of my earlier posts, I had decided I would write a travelogue for my trip to Singapore. However, that never happened. Probably, because it was not a 'trip' by any means. It was a learning journey. A long one. Exciting. A new life. To much to be penned down into words.

Nonetheless, I took a short break recently, travelling all the way up north of our country. So, I would like to write about that, my own style.When my father decided he particularly wanted to see Chandigarh and Amritsar and was going off on his own, I jumped into his plan.
Well, I was always intrigued by Punjab ( Thanks to Bollywood :P) and what better chance could I get to step on that land than this? Okay, let a lazy person like me make a confession. The only reason I decided to go was because we managed to get tickets for Rajdhani and Duronto ( superfast trains- I get insanely tired if train journeys are long :P)

--So, off we went to Chandigarh first. What do I say about that city? Beautiful. So clean. So plannned. Such wide roads. Such a decent crowd. It's easily one of the most liveable cities of the country. when we first arrived in the city it did not seem new. Sectors and planned complexes is something Navi Mumbai is well known for too. So Chandigarh mostly seemed like a place I came from. However, Chandigarh is more vast in terms of width of road, area and land. We in Navi Mumbai have smaller roads and more people. Chandigarh is much more cleaner and greener. And yes, Chandigarh crowd is much more decent and quiet as compared to Delhi ( Delhi public sucks !). Now there is nothing much for 'sight -seeing' in this city. There is a Rock garden, Sukhna Lake and Rose Garden. In case you are planning to go up north to Himachal or Punjab make a one day stop over to this city. It's worth a day's visit only.

Chalo enough. Pictures!!

Chandigarh di Galliyaan 

Rock Garden!

Made of Bangles!

-- Shimla was our next stop. I have to admit I was disappointed with Shimla as a hill station. It is too commercialized. With so many hotels and people. And few spots to see. Nonetheless, it is beautiful. And the cold. And the winter. Me love. On our way back we met a man hailing from Himachal. He validated my thoughts by saying that "Himachal mein dekhna hain toh Dharamsala dekho, manali etc". Shimla itna khaas nahi"

Okay, okay. Ab Shimla ki burai nahi kar rahi hun. Acha hi hain.. Bas hindi filmo ne over hype kar rakha hain jagah ko. Pictures!

Snow capped peaks

Christ Church

The city

--Chalo Amritsar yaaran! Travelling to Punjab was exactly like they show in movies or talk about. All you see is vast lands covered with fields( sarson de khet etc). And people talking in Punjabi. Sweet people mostly :) It's a relatively cheaper city- Amritsar.Of course the mandatory eating at Punjabi dhabas was done.

Golden Temple was simply WOW. And the whole ride upto Wagah border where you reach the end of the nation touching Pakisan- so exhilirating! One of the best experiences of life I must say.

Let me put in a little about Wagah border here. Both India and Pakistan have a retreat ceremony from 4:30 pm to 5 pm everyday.There is a little parade and both the national flags are de-hoisted. This ceremony is open to all and free of cost. All you have to do is reach before time. Atleast by 3:30 because crowds are crazy. And you wont get a place if you are late. Funnily the people on the other side of the border don't show up in as large numbers as we Indians too. Apna crowd toh parade ground par hi utar gaya tha ;) But yes, the enthusiasm from both sides was remarkable! And you are instantly reminded of our history. And the sad dispute between the two nations. And how the people are innocently oblivious to all of it. Oh yes! I actually saw the land of Pakistan and the people on the other side! That place exists! Its not a myth you read in the papers or hear about :P 

One of the most remarkable experiences of my life :D 

Pictures jee.. oye jee oye!

Wagah!

Golden Temple!

--Last stop- Delhi.Okay, so I have been to Delhi before and we had half a day here before we got our return train. So we just spent it going around Chandi Chowk. Eating at the famous paranthe waali gali- paranathas , rabdi as well as at Kareems. Delhi ka crowd toh thugne waala hi hain. But sheher mein koi ajeeb sa charm hain. When you walk past Red fort or Jama masjid, kya feel aati hain. 

Ek hi photu hain. Paranthe waali gali ka. This shop is open since 1878 and famous for its paranthas. Visited by people like Indira Gandhi to Akshay Kumar and now me, of course  :P

Dilli-6!

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Travelling around the country across states like this only makes you realize how vast India is. It brings a sense of appreciation for our land. And how rich we are. Coming back to work makes you feel nothing like that.

Anyway, until next time. Satsryikal!

Two roads diverged in the woods

So two roads diverged in the woods and I took the one less travelled by and it did make a difference.

Differential mathematics will always teach you how things divide and for some reason keep growing bigger. Bigger in number and smaller in size. They keep multiplying in an additive way which ultimately amounts to nought. Sometimes life is like a movie if you percieve it that way. Yeah with all that background narration and feelings. Only thing is they happen in your head. Movie it is.

What if I had taken the other road? Everything would've been so different today. As a thinker you are forced to think because the only thing that listen to you is yourself. So keep churning those thoughts and thinking everything you want to. Roll them in.

You know life can surprise you from anywhere. Just try and not be choosy and try and value what you have. Really. Sometimes the diamond is right beside you while you are chasing the coal. And  you miss out. and guess what you get teh coal. And soon you realize oh god! this is not the diamond I was looking for. Believe me, that's the worst feeling ever .You let go.

And today I saw what I had to see. Today I saw something that had stopped shining. Was it a flurry of imagination? It wasn't.

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Comic time!

What do you want?

Several times you stop and ask yourself,"What tangible do I have to hold on to? After all this while and all the troubles you hurdled yourself out of. Trying to find a newer way and finally getting on the road. Only to relapse into the storm you've already seen. The battles you've already fought. Enemies becoming friends and friends your enemies. Watching yourself go down on the same road you've faced before. Not learning from past lessons. And watch your life stop as others whiz by. Or others don't really matter. Just not getting anywhere. And then dreading the loss. The loss of what you love or whom you love. One by one watch as they go. All these fears and more. Lookin for shelter but finding none. Maybe lookin for shelter in the wrong place. Seeking solace but being rebuked. Asking for help receiving derision. The scriptures say that hell awaits those who break someone's heart. Is it true? Or is it simply hell for those who are hurt ?hearts do break. Sometimes some words snap through you like knife cutting your flesh. And then its done. There is a deep sense of throbbing pain. Hurt. Which lingers. How do you repair? How? people wanting bad things for you. Saying things on how you're gonna be left out. How do you deal with that? Say nothing and watch karma take its flow ? Or does karma even exist ? Mind games. Plenty of mind games people play. When things go awkward. When friends stop talking to you. Try to behave like a cool customer around you. Say things like "why don't you Google it yourself ?" friends who'd earlier be extremely lovable. Whom you mistook for friends. Well they were not friends. They were dependents. Dependent on you for something. But you don't get the point of their sudden behaviour. That doesn't matter. It has to happen to you though. All the nonsense. Deal with it now. But you've learnt better for once. From the past. And old makes way for new. Except for things you love. They remain. They have a weird way of staying. Always. In your mind or memory. But you can never let go. I yearn for something stable. Some kind of sense. Some understanding. I wish a few decisions were taken by chance for the good n not left on me. And I was taken ashore by some magic on certain aspects where I felt a little comfortable. A desire has long prevaled to gain something. And in the pursuit of that something several other desires arose. To fulfill your earlier desire and so on. And the cycle went on. And now you no longer re collect what was that you had really desired for in the first place? It seems like a distant memory. A faint story unheard. Lost in din amongst several other stories of the nature. Sometimes when I'm free and I walk alone with trees, I feel they are perfect. The most perfect creation of God. Plants and trees. They are so much at peace. So steady. They don't hurry. They grow in silence. They don't bother anyone. And have you ever seen a tree or plant that wasn't beautiful? That did not add to a place's charm? No. Never. Trees are perfect. And someday I will plant lots n lots of trees . Because they are the only living thing worthy of breeding. People should plant trees rather than reproducing. Human babies are not worth it. Can you watch a plant for a long time or a majestic tree or nature in itself. Man! what peace. I wish I had some of that for my mind. Days go by and years grow older. You grow older. And you feel sad. What's so sad about growing old? And why? Its stupid I think. We want things now. I want them now. Some people don't think like this at all. Some people are not affected. Some people are okay. Some people. I don't understand people. I should not change. Or maybe I should change. Who knows.or maybe I should give up this fretting until time slips by again. Chunks of time. And wait for another time. When something ignites me to feel the same and come back with a rant? Questions? the search would still go on to find something to hold on to. I only wish something came back on track. That's all for now. In all your loneliness. Signing off.  

The Lazy Post

I am currently on a short vacation, thanks to an extended weekend. Yet, I want more holidays. Sitting here, writing this post I'm having a feeling that I should simply quit my job and go backpacking or live in the hills. Several times I have been told that I would get bored in the hills, but I keep hoping that one day it would be true. To have a house over a hill.

Laziness is a wondrous frenemy that has taken my side. I am spending the most lazy days of my life.I occassionally dream of freedom. Freedom is really a struggle. Always been. I dream of waking up when I feel like or flying in the night.(Okay, I just made pav bhaji and returned.So where were we? Let's continue..)

So, yes. I want to be able to do whatever I want whenever I feel like. With no permissions, no hassles.It seems like a dream. Will it ever come true? I don't know. Like Sheldon says ,"Why hast thou forsaken me, O diety whose existence I doubt?" 

Speaking of which The Big Bang Theory Season 8 has begun and I'm following it. The characters of the show are undergoing many changes and the show in itself is simply picking up on its comedey quotient. It is definitely in no comparison to its earlier seasons( esp. the fabulous season 7) as of now, but it would be too early to jump to this conclusion considering only 3 episodes have been rolled out. Penny has cut her hair short and I don't like it at all. It gives her a very serious look which kills the show somehow.

"Take the time to  make some sense of what you wanna say and cast your words upon the waves."

I saw Haider recently and its masterclass. Must watch I say.

I am tired of sitting in this chair. And then on that sofa. And then lying elsewhere. Watching shows on my laptop. Such a workaholic vacation I must say.

My office whatsapp group is buzzing with messages. I skim through them. Who will type in? Not today man. No.

Now I have to move from here to my bed. And the battery of  my phone is so low. I'm staring at it now. It won't charge that way though. Pretty sad.

It's okay. Have fun people. Nite!

Postum Dustum

Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii... Howz u pipal doin?

Fun?

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Er.. okay. Try n cheer up no?

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Err.. Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.. It's VACAY time. Long holidays. Tv series marathon.Moviz etc etc...

<murmurs>

You can go out also. Short trip. Weekend getaway.

<Just a classy term you rascal>

Oui okay dyude. Relax. Stay at home. Sleep?

<huge roar>

<Atta boy>

<Imba man>

<My boy, my boy>

Somehere in the universe

<hodor>

<I am groot>

Somewhere in an Indian household

<Nikammi aulaad.. uth chal.. kitna soyega ab nalayak??? >

Two songs (Yet again)

Two songs I'm stuck up on these days...


1. Preet from Khoobsurat

2. Kinaare from Queen

Such fresh music. Much melody. Wow.

Lessons Learnt

Last one week was a mess. A mess at work. Too many things falling on my head and no help from anywhere. Bitter friendship making things worse. Snapping at people and not being at my best. Now when I look back I could've handled things better, if I had changed my perspective towards things. Just a simple change in perception.

Someone told me the world is not your utopia. It hit me hard. It was not helpful. Skill development at work.Yeah right, things I don't want to know. I just knew one thing. I had to fix everything by end of one week.Which I did.

Reflecting on things, I did learn a lot. Maybe my friend was right. And I have some new resolutions at hand. They say what does not challenge you doesn't not help you grow. It's true. I just need to correct one thing. I will do it next week. When the going gets rough, you double the mantle and come back harder. Yes. That's the plan. So, yeah, when I look back I could've handled things another way, but I'm okay now. Prepared and more self-reliant.

Patience I need to gain. It is said the lesson does not go away until you learn it. So, learn it. These must be lessons.

Akshay Kumar is so awesome. I watched him on the Anupam Kher show on Colours and I realized why I love him. Such a positive man, I connect with him.

There is nothing to be sad about. Like Braney Stinston says,when you get sad, stop being sad. and start being awesome.

Life is cool only and Khoobsurat is nice movie. And Fawad <3

Sab kuch mast hain ab kya likhe? Ache gaane suno bas, Jaise Queen movie ke..

Auron se kya, Khud hi se
pooch lege raahein.
Yahin Kahin, Maujon mein hi,
Dhoond lege hum
Kinaare..

Khud hi toh hain hum..
Kinaare..

Kaise hoge kam
Kinaare..

Khud hi toh hain hum..
Kinaare..

:)

 -Merci.

Abide

When you think that we've used all our chances,
And the chance to make everything right,
Keep on making the same old mistakes,
Makes untipping the balance so easy.
When we're living our lives on the edge....

-Blood Brothers (Iron Maiden)

A to Z

I started writing at the beginning of the year. And another friend started writing after me. And then another friend took after us. Writing is the best thing ever. Dreamers we are. Why don't dreams simply fall in our laps? The movie rockstar was based on one idea- only after you're hurt will the true artist come out in you. Maybe it's true. When I'm in total bliss, I cannot really write much. Irony of life, because I find writing beautiful. And how can you lose something beautiful when you are in bliss ? How does it make that bliss real?

Some people are busy updating their blog posts. It feels nice to see they have found their outlet. And you can barely understand their random behaviour.

When loved people chose to ignore you. They devalue you. Demean you. No matter what the reason is. It is not something you deserve. It shouldn't be forgiven. And you carry on your daily life wondering what happened and eventually not caring. Putting that strong face. And later realizing, it is all so stupid. People are so stupid. And you surely stop and wonder why would they would not budge. Some people really have a heart of metal. That doesn't break.

I have learnt one thing. Nothing is permanent in life. But everyone deserves a period of happpiness or peace where they can settle their minds. Think for themselves and be in a better position to decide. Life should be kind.

Recently, something happened which made me realize about someone else's situation. It made me empathize but I don't care. Because some people are busy acting too smart for themselves.They think they are too cool and isolating others will make them cooler. They can continue to be in that state. Forever.

Going to work has become a chore.They say love your work. But you know no matter how much you love your work, your job simply can't be about the 'work you do'. It requires people too. Because life is to live no. Feel happy. Laugh. Enjoy. And not be a machine.

Earlier I used to listen to songs on my way to work. Zone yourself out and dream of another world. I don't do it anymore. Mumbai has a lot of rush. And phoren has no one you can come home too. Messed up life we have.

You know those innocent minds. Minds of kids or minds of grown up innocents. Who innocently dream. And then they become a case. Everyone has suggestion on how they should be. But you know, no one can say why they do certain things.And how they should be.

So innocent kids, when you mar their psyche. They change completely you know. They don't know what to do.They don't know what to accept or reject. Because they are busy grappling one injury when life hits them with another. And decsion making can get very poor when you are hurt you know.

Andy Dufreen says, "Hope is a good thing Red". Sometimes I understand why Red says, hope is no good. But, I don't understand why Dufreen believes otherwise at all.

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While putting these stars I realized, negative emotions only bring out the worst in you. Everytime, I thrived negative feelings for my enemy, it backfired. Even if I had strong reasons to prove I'm right. I try to fight those demons. I wish they'd stay away.

Oppression is no good. You oppress a soul. You make the genius disappear.Slowly, steadily, you see the spark die. I ask why make them shine at all, if you want them to be oppressed and gain nothing at all. Is it for a deeper impact of pain? Does pain have beauty? Does it add to nature? Why would anyone oppress or abuse you? Why would someone fill so much fear in you, that it becomes your way of living and soon you realize you don't have a life. Soon you realize that every step you take is bound by chains and every different step you take is an act of rebellion which slowly liberates you. And gives you little happiness.Which is stupid and ironic again. Why have chains and not have the whole happiness in the first place?

I wonder why my laptop bag is so heavy. Carrying it to work everyday is a task.And so are the unseen other thoughts you have to carry.

I took a test recently that said I am 'exceptionally big hearted'. 'Haha' I would say. I am behaving like such a big jerk these days. 'Exceptionally jerk-headed.'

Clarity and peace.Where art thou. And better decision making. And lady luck. And Midas. There is a huge party at my home. You are all invited. Attendance is compulsory.

Ek aur post !

Wow. What a year it has been. Weird. People. Places.This blog.

It's August. I have been waiting for August for several months now. With a great deal of longing. It could be because of many reasons. Some of them being- chilling, hanging out with friends, meeting people and enjoying. Yeah, sounds stupid. But that's how life has been. Long story.

I have realized, I put a great deal of myself into things I want in life. Even when they are simple little things. If they matter to me, I waste all of myself in them. Probably, this is why I have a rich feeling of things. Happiness or sadness. And this is why I want to find something in life, worth wasting myself on.

But, I have stopped thinking. I have a tendency to fall in that trap. It's not good for me. 

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I'm so terrible at bargaining. I cannot. I find it wierd. I need to learn. I'm bad at tipping too. Not because I don't want to tip. But because I feel it is an act of sympathy or something. Like tip the waiter out of sympathy. Nobody needs your sympathy you know.They respectfully earn. I could be terribly wrong at this. But everytime I'm at a restaurant, I don't know if I should tip or not. And if yes, I don't understand how a few 'chillars' or ten-twenty bucks help the waiter at all. But again, I could be wrong.

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I wish I could update my blog often. I think I'm doing decent though.

Work is tough these days, Mostly because I'm lazy. I think. 

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I saw rainbow cake hogging my facebook wall. And ever since had my eyes on it. And then later had my teeth in it. Yes! I ate it. It's nice only. But one time eat-ich.

Photo!

I got my laptop skin. My team-mate helped me put it on perfectly. Maza aa gaya!

Photo!

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I think I need a vacation. Maybe my Ladakh trip, that got squashed due to other life events. Need to take some spirit from my friend who inspite of breaking her leg, pestered me to resurrect our trip idea. Coming to you Priyaaa!!!

Story

The pain you gave me taught me a lot of things.

I learnt me.

-Merci.

What I read today.

"My life is very monotonous," the fox said. "I hunt chickens; men hunt me. All the chickens are just alike,

and all the men are just alike. And, in consequence, I am a little bored. But if you tame me, it will be as if

the sun came to shine on my life. I shall know the sound of a step that will be different from all the others.

Other steps send me hurrying back underneath the ground. Yours will call me, like music, out of my

burrow. And then look: you see the grain-fields down yonder? I do not eat bread. Wheat is of no use to me.

The wheat fields have nothing to say to me. And that is sad. But you have hair that is the color of gold.

Think how wonderful that will be when you have tamed me! The grain, which is also golden, will bring me

back the thought of you. And I shall love to listen to the wind in the wheat . . ."

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Goodbye," said the fox. "And now here is my secret, a very simple secret: It is only with the heart that one

can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye."

"What is essential is invisible to the eye," the little prince repeated, so that he would be sure to remember.

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And that was true. I have always loved the desert. One sits down on a desert sand dune, sees nothing, hears

nothing. Yet through the silence something throbs, and gleams . . .

I was astonished by a sudden understanding of that mysterious radiation of the sands. When I was a little

boy I lived in an old house, and legend told us that a treasure was buried there. To be sure, no one had ever

known how to find it; perhaps no one had ever even looked for it. But it cast an enchantment over that

house. My home was hiding a secret in the depths of its heart . . .

"Yes," I said to the little prince. "The house, the stars, the desert--what gives them their beauty is something

that is invisible!"

"I am glad," he said, "that you agree with my fox."

Source: Little Prince

Hear...

You see how I trudge?
Along this road.
How I move and make my way?
How I learn and unlearn,
and then unlearn a little more ?
And let understanding creep in.
Carve its picture.

I discover myself.
I discover you.
Believing is seeing.
Becoming water.
Then dreading in one moment.
For you.
But letting the wind blow.
Finding happiness.
It's real.
And these moments,
I have no words.
I'm scared.To talk.
I won't.

I'm a spectator.
I'm a doer.
In every moment, I'm something new.
I knew certain things.
I know they exist.
They seem far away.
They will come back to me.
If I wait.
And not seek.
Maybe.

To learn from you,
I love.
To wait,
I learn.


-Merci.

Because it's June !

It's been a long time since I have written anything. Mostly because I have no time. So, yeah, here I am with a paper and pen. Er, no. The blog and the keypad.

Yes. I am going to proclaim the most abused line in the history of article writing ever now, "Yes. I don't really know what to write."
No. I'm not going to blabber some shit and then end this article saying,"Look I ended up writing something after all."

So, I have been in Singapore for quite sometime now. Needless to say, it has been a marvellous experience. Very enriching, very liberating. A little sense of pride in having earned it and a little sense of happiness in feeling lucky. There is something about independence, many would agree. There is something about little dreams coming true, too. I have learnt a lot of things on this trip. For one, life is easy. For two, life is not easy. It's always a 'you get some, you lose some' journey. Which actually, makes it wonderful. Travelling alone in a foreign land, with no friends to run to, no family to hide to, makes you feel like a true wanderer. It's fun.

I learnt a lot professionally too, but you know what, that discussion is up for my colleagues when I return. But, yes I have one thing to say. Simply because you're in a foriegn land doesn't mean it is full of smarties like we Indians generally assume. When something breaks at work the shit is the same, be it India or U.S.A. Just saying. So, choose not the location. But your love for work. Too much gyaan from the experienced soul. Move over.

I recently visited a place here named Boat Quay (At Clarke Quay). It's this fine dining place where you get food to eat, drinks and music, all by the riverside. It's the perfect hangout place for evening with friends. After work.

The river connects all the main spots of Singapore and you can take a river cruise to check them out. Oh, I did take one myself and it was wonderful. The perfect time to take a cruise would be after sunset. The city looks beautiful with the lights on.The boat ride lasted for forty minutes post which night had pretty much fallen and the riverside restaurants looked wonderful. I hopped into a restaurant, Hooters ( Yeah :P ) and quickly grabbed a seat overlooking the river. Who would want to miss that experience? Sit by the river, feel the gentle breeze blow across your face, music playing in the background while you have your dinner as the stars shine down. Bliss.

I am going to share a few pics of the place now.Not too many. Because I intend to write a travelogue. So I can't waste all the pixels here no. But, if you ever come to Singapore, Boat Quay is a must visit :) This place has bridges and bridges and so many bridges. You sail under them as you take the boat ride. So romantic :)

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Play Title: If potatoes were sentient.

Characters: Day-time mortal Mea, night time Cinderella.
Intergalactic agent TODO, convertible to Batman.

Excerpts (Contd..)

MEA: is zindagi mein 

dil ki lagi mein 

tujhko hi chaaha

TODO: tujhko hi maanga

MEA: jin raasto se 
guzra ye dil tha 
manzil mili na

TODO: pyaar na paaya

MEA: Khud ko chupa ke
raah mein guzre 
dil ki duhaai
dil ki duhaai

TODO: tere bina dil mera 
laage kahi na
tere bin jaa meri
jaaye kahi na

MEA: itne zamaane
baad o rabba
yaad tu aaya
yaad tu aaya
* tin ni ni nu*
:P
TODO: :)

Tum Kehti hon...

I wish this song had a better video.

So what's the fuss about?

Life changes very quickly. Almost like it has it's own plans. It's funny. It's your choice they say. Make it or flow with it. But sometimes I feel there is always a flow with it. Even our decisons are meant to be. Or maybe they aren't. Or maybe I'm crazy. But the point is that I'm not thinking anymore.

"Starlight, I will be chasing a starlight. Until the end of my life. I don't know if it's worth it anymore."

I am a song picker. I sort of evaluate songs that I listen to. Sounds like hard work but it's a natural mechanism. And mostly I fall for the lyrics. I know a friend who can listen to all kinds of songs. Different songs. Not usually the kind I listen to. But they are nice. They are like him. They have his quality. 

I know another friend who gives me just the kind of songs I need to listen to. My kind of songs. Bang on !

But wait, this post is not about songs. Maybe, it is about friends and people.Who knows?

The last two months have been funny. And I have a feeling I've posted this line before too. Cliched. Skip over.

I think I've always known what I've wanted. I cannot really complicate it. Getting it is another matter. But my childhood friend tells me, "Whatever happens is the best Ayesha." Maybe she is right. Surely she is awesome.

                             "Hold you in my arms, I just wanted to hold you in my arms."

We keep chasing certain things, we end up with another. If we hold it strong we'll find our way. We always will. 

Sometimes you find happpiness. In the middle of the road. That weird road life took you on. What should you do? Nothing. You let it be.With you. Never let it go.

I am having this randomest random post feeling. Maybe things are not making sense. But if you read between the lines they will.

Art is so beautiful. I'd rather be a musician who made timeless tunes and wasn't rich enough than a rich person with no beauty in their life. Art zones you out. It keeps you in another world. A better place maybe.

I want to write about another friend. Maybe let my friend know how unique they are. I want them to know that their decisons are right no matter what. And somehow it doesn't matter. As long as one is happy. And that people like them make the world happy. 

"Our hopes and expectations, black holes and revelations."

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Play Title: If potatoes were sentient.

Characters: Day-time mortal Mea, night time Cinderella.
Intergalactic agent TODO, convertible to Batman.

Excerpts (Contd..)

MEA:  Where art thou? Look at the time..
TODO: I'm just thinking. Y am I standing at a bus stop so late. philosophy..

MEA: Hmmm..

TODO: And more so without a bus.

MEA: What's the philosphy?

TODO: What is a bus stop wid no bus,

it's just a stop, 

but wat stop?

Physical stop,
spiritual? 
Psychological,
a destination for weary travellers ?
A step for d more adventurous ones?
wat is a stop?
is it the end?
or the end of end.
If so,
isn't this end the start?
MEA:  Hmmm...I think bus stops are beautiful...
TODO: I think tymm to catch a cab
:P

MEA: *rolls eyes*

Oh ! Such is life...

Make your choice..

That Post...

Men are from Mars. Women are from Venus. I am from Pluto. But, Pluto is no longer a planet. Which is pretty sad. It does not 'fit' in anymore. So, it has broken away from the Sun's orbit and wandered off in the wilderness to explore the Universe. And though, its favourite galaxy is Andromeda, it has to begin with the closest stop - Milky Way. And though it always wanted to slide on Saturn's rings, another planet at a little further distance, is making a lot of noise - 'Earth'.So Pluto explores the Earth (*sigh*).

Wait. Don't sigh yet.There's good stuff here.

That Sport:

It's FIFA World Cup this year! So the entire world is gonna go craazzy soon :D. Except the USA (They already are :|). Also, India is busy bickering over Dhoni's captainship. It's time for him to go? Poor guy. Actually not.That's a part of your job description as the captain of the Indian cricket team. Lots of adulation. God-like worshiping. White hair by the time you touch thirty. And finally.One kick in the ass.

That Elections:

Oh, the 'Great Indian Tamasha' is round the corner. Exciting as never before. Congress, BJP , AAP. Who is it gonna be? Vote.Vote.Please vote. Here's how the kids roll down:

Congress: Old kid.We don't want them. Had too many chances.

BJP: Old kid. With a new leader on the block. A visonary. Modi. But, does one man alone run the government? No. Plenty of corrupt officials.

AAP: New kid. Plenty of promises. No past records to prove anything. I say give a chance to the new kid. Especially, when this a a battle of choosing the lesser of two evils. 

That Food:

Recently, Barbeque Nation had hosted a Persian Food Festival. It was nice.The restaurant was decorated as per the theme and the waiters were dressed up like people from Persia.When they come to serve you, they greet you with "Khushamadeed !"(Welcome) and you know the mood is set. A surprise dance performance by the staff and amazing food only added to the experience. Too bad the festival is over, else I would've said, 'Do Visit.'

That Sitcom:

So, there are so many 'situation comedies' on the block. People watch a variety of stuff as per whatever suits their taste. After having watched the latest season of The Big Bang Theory, I have decided that it is the best sitcom ever, for me. The show has not stagnated one bit unlike its counterparts and has something new to offer every time. Also, it is the most naturally progressed show where all characters have slowly evolved from season 1 to 7. This makes it very believable. While Raj can finally talk to women by season 7, Howard has grown from being a gawky loner, to finding Bernadette and eventually getting married to her. Amy has gelled in well,while Leonard and Penny are delightful as ever. Sheldon is a star as always. Season 7 is damn funny and it's still on. So, those of you who want a good laugh,can watch it.
It is much much better than shows like HIMYM where the show goes on and on, characters keep sleeping with one another (for seasons and seasons: what a drag!) and nobody really knows what's going on.

That over-rated stuff:

1. Selfies: I know they the 'in' thing now. But they are stupid. People know that right?
2. Oreos: Oh they really are.
3. Happiness pages: Aren't people bored of them already? Or that of the 'incessant' Happiness updates? Happiness is ..."etc etc". *yawn*

P.S: Ok, don't hate me now.

That comic:

That song:

And finally, a voice that lingers with you even after you've heard it :)This is Lata at her best and an amazing musical composition. What I really like about the song is how it begins slowly from a distance and takes over you later. Such a classic. The movie 'Mera Saaya' was pretty nice too. It was a suspense story with a supernatural angle to it. Funny, how Bollywood back then, would make movies ahead of its time. And now we can't make a single decent one.

Step outside summer time's in bloom..

I think time is flying these days. Whirrrl and swishhh !

Have you checked your to-do list yet? Isn't it overflowing already? And there is so little time to do it all.It's been barely two months in this year and so much has happened already. Days have a lot of depth in them.

There is no better time to do things than now.

I remember a friend would tell me a few years ago, on how he had no time to talk. He would tell me, 'max out life Ayesha. And Listen'. For someone I knew for many years, he changed a lot as a person.He actually went from being a talker to a listener. He din't get along with so many norms that society and life throws at you when you grow up.I guess many of us go through it especially during adolescence.Teenage life is crazy.You spend so much time discovering yourself or the world around you.It's like having a deep impact on the brain.I saw so many of my friends go through it.I went through it.It's pretty normal.At the end of it you come through, forming a whole new idea or thought process for yourself.So did he.A lot of different ideas.And isolation.The need to isolate yourself from things that are not worth your time becomes essential.

It is a weird thing about good friends.You don't feel the need to talk to them everyday,do you? Ironically, you talk to them a lot to build that kind of friendship first.

So, what happens to those mature kids as they grow up? I believe they grow younger and be more childlike as time passes.Delightful I'd say.

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Summer is setting in and there is this amazing nimbu paani waala that stands near my client site these days. He has a bright yellow stall and the sight of nimbu paani that he makes with ice and chat masala is extremely tempting. It ignites your senses and re-kindles your spirit. And you know summer is coming.The sun is gonna be out.Rainbows will shoot across the sky.Unicorns will prance around.The hills will go green.Flowers will bloom.So,nimbu paani.Slurrp.Slurrp!

And since we are on the topic, I have to say San Churros in Bandra have one of the most amazing Italian sodas I have ever tried.They have six flavours (I remember only two - Watermelon and Kiwi) and it is so refreshing.Not that you should visit that place to have sodas.You should visit it to have churros or their seven layered chocolate pastry. But, I've been too high on pastries these days. So, I say pass to that.

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Solitude v/s Company : So what makes you feel the best? Spending time with yourself. Or spending time with people you like? What gives you the maximum feeling of happiness and satisfaction? I feel occasionally meeting friends is so much fun. But pleasant days by your own side is something out of this world.Reminds me of what George Clooney asks Sandra Bullock in Gravity,"What do you like about being up here?"
To which she replies,"The silence."

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Play Title: If potatoes were sentient.

Characters: Day-time mortal Mea, night time Cinderella.
Intergalactic agent TODO, convertible to Batman.

Excerpts (Contd..)

MEA: Knock Knock
TODO: Who's there?
MEA: Orange
TODO: Orange who?
MEA: Orange you gonna let me in?

MEA: Knock Knock
TODO: Who's there?
MEA: Police
TODO: Police who?
MEA: Police hurry up, it's chilly outside!

MEA: Knock Knock
TODO: Who's there?
MEA: Justin
TODO: Justin who?
MEA: Justin the neighborhood,thought I'd drop by !

TODO: Knock Knock
MEA: Who's there?
TODO: R U !
MEA: R U who?
TODO: R U looking up jokes online ?

MEA: haha...drat!

Pictures and Humbug !

Off late,I've picked up a fascination for Instagram. Yes, the photography app that took the world by storm.
I have always been fond of photography and by this I don't mean getting my own pictures clicked. I love clicking pictures of landscapes, objects, people, situations and likewise.During my growing years I coaxed my dad into buying me a digital camera only because I loved photography.He went ahead and bought me a photography magazine too which had amazing tips on how pictures should be clicked.It also spoke about various themes to experiment with and freaky gadgets that rule the pictorial world.

Rule 1: You got to have an SLR.It gives you amazing effects and can even make a donkey look outstanding.
Rule 2: You got to have talent too.

However, having said all this, photography for us commoners is mostly restricted to self images or maybe food or maybe some nice scenery.It is rarely real talent which, I think, is alright. Not everyone is an artist and nor do they intend to be with their pictures.Talking about myself, I think I am an okay photographer.When it comes to handling the equipment I could improve a lot.Like by leaps.However, in the creative department of conceptualizing of what could make a good picture, I believe I'm good enough. I've got lots of ideas bobbing in my head and that's why Instagram! It's a nice app where I can click random pictures and post them. They won't be masterpieces but atleast I can click whatever I feel like and store them somewhere.So yeah, I'm excited.Owning an SLR is on my wishlist and I will soon cross that one out . I wish to click an amazing photo collection of landscapes someday and another of patterns created by light at uncommon places.Travelling around the world and clicking pictures would make another album and I'm already at it on that one ;)

So, yes, coming back to Instagram. In terms of functionality, it is an okay app with some effects you can apply to your photos.But, it has a lovely concept.A networking site only for pictures. Neat.

I really don't know how long I will last on it as I'm not good with networking sites at all.But while I'm here, let's have some fun :D

I 'Instagramed' a  few pictures off late and here they are: Tada !

#SpecialOccasion

#SomeCourage #ShyEagle

 

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Play Title: If potatoes were sentient.

Characters: Day-time mortal Mea, night time Cinderella.
Intergalactic agent TODO, convertible to Batman.

Situation:Virtual Conversation

Excerpts..

TODO: hey!
MEA: Whoaaaaaa .. How did you find me? I'm not online currently .. Am i visible?
TODO: no in case u haven't noticed v are far away from actual representations of people in the digital world,

in fact v r far away from digital representations also

MEA: How?
TODO : so any dream u have of a matrix are just dreams

so visibility is just a matter of opinion

i cud say i can see alpha centauri

but the fact is its day time

and its not visible

but even then sun rays

from the star

are in fact reaching me

so when i am so ill equipped

to see real world phenomenons

im not the right person

to comment on digital visibility

MEA: Baap re... I aint visible na?

TODO : Nope !

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TODO : u have work?

MEA :Wait..

TODO : Wait by

Beatles,

kings of leon,

Ying yang twins?

* lot of time passes by*

MEA :On and off..

I am in Schrodinger's state of work.

At any given point of time

I may have work

I may not have work

I cannot tell.

Like that.. 

TODO: Aha...

Disclaimer: All characters are purely fictional.

Moonlight Dance..

The two kids floated in the air.
Spinning around the moon.

Tiny figures bobbing,
to a playful tune.

She said she'd make a dress,
from the fine threads of the moonlight.
All he wanted to do,
was swing on it.

In circles, they bickered.
Holding their stance.

And spent all night,
in a moonlight dance.

-Merci

Words

Don't waste your words.
On the undeserved.
Petty.
Lame.

Watch them as they slowly cross your mind.
The traces of their feet.
The paths they choose to tread.

Hold them back,
if they choose a dirty lane.
Hold them back,
if they choose to dirty a lane.

But let them flow,
where they are needed the most.
Let them flow,
when silence is sin.

For those who deserve,
say words from all your heart.
Even if it is one.
Watch it flow in the universe.
Softly immerse into the other.
And illuminate.

-Merci

2 Songs.

While I'm travelling, I spend most of my time listening to music. Especially, when I'm going home from work. It's usually dusk when I leave.And there is something about fading lights, moving trains and a sense of freedom.

This post is about two songs. Listen to them for the magic of Arijit Singh and A. R. Rahman.While on a journey. Laidback.With the wind blowing in your hair.

1. Kabira (Yeh Jawaani Hain Deewani)

                            
2. Mahi ve  (Highway)

  

Tales From Yonder...

Speak something if you must.
Else say naught,
and let your silence fill my heart.
It's melody ring in my ears,
Your presence fill my soul.

What kind of a traveller are you,
who rang the bell and walked away?
Indeed I came running at the door. The verandah was vacant,
the lantern hung low.
I sat at the porch, eyes hurt as they
looked for your sign in the horizon.
The blue sky turned crimson, violet, black
and shone again at dawn.

But you would not return.
For the love I hold.
Or the stories untold.
Because you do not care.

Facebook Shacebook Hayyo Rabba

Today is the 1st of February 2014 and it is exactly 31 days since I've been off Facebook. Bahh ! I do not want to make it sound like a big achievement and honestly, it is not.Nor do I intend to give Facebook any undue importance or conversely, even deride it for that matter.

I belong to that category of people who spend a healthy amount of time online - surfing the internet, chatting or accessing social websites.Since I belong to the 90's generation, I picked up this habit only during my degree college and so, thankfully, have a wonderful childhood to look back to. It was in December last year, that I decided to go off Facebook completely. I realized I was spending a lot of time in the virtual sphere and it was getting the better of me,maybe.At work I spent all the time in front of my laptop and I did not want to do the same at home for mindless activities. 

Anyway, I decided to give it a try and what better way to start off than with the new year? So cometh 1st January and I deactivated my account. Surprisingly or not, I haven't missed Facebook even once after that. No, I never felt like logging into my account again. I spent the new year taking an off from work and spending some quiet time at home. I watched several animated movies which I took from my team-mate , met some friends and enjoyed me-time.

As days passed by, I grew out of Facebook. Now, when I look at people aimlessly browsing it in trains, liking posts etc, it makes me smile inside.I find it futile. No, I am not trying to say what they are doing is wrong or ridiculous.It is exactly what I used to do before.It is just that I don't see the sense in it anymore -making your life revolve around a reality that may not even exist. Don't I sound like someone who was a drug addict and is fresh out of rehab?

Having said enough,I had only temporarily suspended activity from Facebook and I do intend to reactivate my account.However, I am enjoying my stay away from it right now. The only few times when I feel I should instantly return is when I end up chatting with a friend over LinkedIn simply because I am off Facebook and he is off Gtalk! *sigh*

Destiny

Michael Schumacher, one of the greatest F1 drivers of all time, recently met with a freak accident while skiing in the French Alps. A tragic incident for the seven-time world champion who is now battling for his life at the Grenoble University Hospital, France.

This news came as a shock for many. Even for those who do not watch Formula One. Plausibly because Schumacher is a much loved figure all across the world. People have atleast heard of his achievements and know what that man stands for.

I remember when I first read this news, it deeply saddened me. Formula One is one of the many sports I follow and am undeniably in complete awe of.I have always admired the F1 drivers zooming past on the circuit at the speed of almost 350 km/hr , lying in uncomfortable sleeping positions and taking as many as about 50 laps on an average.I believe their focus, stamina and control is extremely commendable and worthy of several praises.I personally think, this sport is a spectacular display of the superiority of  'man' as a living species (read: scientific connotations).Be it the constructors pulling together a great machine or the drivers displaying unnerving grit - a huge amount of detailing and finesse goes into making an F1 race possible.This demand for perfection and little room for mistakes makes it one of the most gripping sports we have today.

I would love to watch an F1 race live. Silverstone is my favourite circuit.Yes,my dream is to watch a race at Silverstone (^_^).

Anyway, this post is titled Destiny.So, lets get to the point. The other day,we were having a casual discussion about Schumacher's accident and how tragic it was.At this juncture, someone commented,' usko woh dangerous area mein skiing karne ki zaroorat hi kya thi?'( Why did he have to go skiing in that dangerous area at all ?).For that moment, that particular line, struck a deep chord in my head.It made me wonder how we human beings live in a lot of fear. It also made me wonder about how, if anything has to happen it will happen.Good or bad. Michael Schumacher has been flirting with danger for most of his life racing in the sports arena with little margin for error.However,he has repeatedly emerged victorious.It is only ironic that skiing with his son, a seemingly harmless activity, would bring him down on his knees.Life is funny in many ways.

Destiny, we call it.Does it exist? Does it not? Debatable.There are the doers and then there are the believers.And then there are both.I guess I belong to the category of both. In my growing years, I was a doer.I 'believed' that if I 'worked' for it there is no way I wouldn't get it.I think it still faintly exists,somewhere within me - waiting to be rekindled or wanting to completely die down? I don't know.

But, there is one thing I surely know of - men who live with glory (not necessarily fame) are essentially the ones who are fighters. Schumacher does not deserve to live in a vegetative state.He does not deserve to die like that either. I want to see him back on his feet again and sincerely wish him a speedy recovery. A fellow Capricorn that he is, the goat is slow but fiercely steady and will always make it (Amen).

Silverstone

-Mobius Strip

Republic Day Celebrations

I woke up early morning to the sound of the television showing the Republic Day Parade at Delhi.We celebrate our 65th Republic Day this year and India has definitely come a long way.Or has it?

The significance of Republic Day dates back to 26th November 1949 when the Constitution of India was passed by the Constituent Assembly chaired by B.R. Ambedkar. However, it was chosen to be adopted on 26th January 1950 because this date was earlier associated with declaration of Complete Independence by the Indian National Congress (INC). A bite of history we learnt during school and I like to believe, every Indian knows about. 

For me, these national holidays always serve as a reminder of our past.Of our pre-independence struggle and the valiant leaders our country had given birth to. It also serves as a stark contrast of how we had leaders who could die for the nation back then and the kind of leaders we have today :- who would kill for power.

As, I watched the parade, a sense of patriotism, which has conveniently died down in many of us, flickered through my heart. The display of our cultural diversity and military prowess was certainly impressive.It is a fact we know but lies layered and hidden in our sub-conscious. However, one cannot live on past glories and there is a want for better things amongst the people of the nation today.We are a nation juggling with many issues like corruption, poverty and discontent.So,when the flag unfurled for the national anthem, I wondered, how significant is this Republic Day show, anymore? A sentiment echoed by Mr. Arvind Kejriwal too and I whole-heartedly agree with him. The media is busy labeling him as an anarchist. Really? I don't think they understand what anarchy means.However, we'll leave that for another post.

Anyway, this is not a gyaan post about how we should turn patriotic and die at the border.We should do our bit, in our own way and they will all combine together, I believe.

I have always been interested in politics, our history and how the nation is run. It is a dream to watch the Republic Day Parade live in Delhi ,and I know someday I will do it. Also, when I see people wearing Bob Marley or Che-Guevara T-shirts, I feel I want to get a Bhagat Singh T-shirt from somewhere too and wear it. This is another dream and if anyone knows where we get one, please let me know.

There is nothing wrong in crossing borders or growing in life.But, if there is something we should learn then it is to respect ourselves. Modernization is definitely not westernization. It is growing as individuals and not aping others.

Well, any national day should be marked with a patriotic song.So, here's the best one according to me, from a jewel we have in our backyard :)

-Mobius Strip