7 years Later!

7 years is quite a long time and definitely more of world and more exploring.There is a lot one learns, unlearns and knows that there is still a whole lot left to learn in this journey of life.

Why I came back?

Well, I figured I loved writing and expressing my thoughts, and I missed typing on my keyboard ;)

Meanwhile I learnt,

• Motivation comes from within n nowhere else. And I need more of it to keep going.
• Its never too late 
• Most of all, I love to write and am happy am doing it again.

Well it’s nothing I don't know already but takes time to actually realise.


Hope to keep going!

Kaleido of Life!

              When we look through the kaleidoscope; we have no idea what patterns we see, whats the next pattern, never realize if that pattern even comes back again. Now i wonder if my life is exactly the same. No idea whats happening, what awaits me... beyond all if at all plans succeed.
     
             Am i living my passion? Do i like what am doing? Is everything going right? Am i happy with everything around?? Have i done things i always wanted to do? a thousands of such thoughts arise, leaving me clueless of my existence.

            A pilot in dreams is an engineer, a musician to be is a on a family business, a technocrat is tangled with  a stethoscope,  great artist is running errands with tea cups. Is everything fine??? Is the world on its right pace??? Where things went wrong??? Why is everything misplaced??? Who did this???



           Fate? Wrong choice? Your choice? People choose??? NOOOO..... society pressurizes, parents force, we bend to it. Place in society matters more than your passion. They judge every child worthy only when the child is a doctor or an engineer. Forced to take up studies seriously...plotted in colleges and when we are done with it ..we are already on their tracks.

        21 years of living these expectations, now its time you live your life;careless about society..it hardly will give your daily bread, fearless on your parents woes ...you already lived their expectations, stop blaming the world...nothing comes back. Here is your time,your youth, your energy, your wisdom, your smartness to face the world with whatever you wanted to do. ITS NEVER TOO LATE!!! We are still the clay ready to be molded... and this time
                       YOU ARE THE ARTIST OF YOUR OWN DESTINY!

         Frustrated with job?? don't like your work anymore?? feel like you wanna run away from this world?? Stop there... stop everything..start new..go ahead...life is your's...no one owns your rights of life. Your a fresh blooming flower each day, ready to blossom and amaze the world. Go ahead....

     LIFE IS YOUR'S,
    TODAY IS YOUR'S,
    WHO CARES WHAT TOMORROW WILL BRING,
     ALL WE CARE IS FOR OUR HEART TO HAPPILY SING!!

Lady under cover

On a lime day light, two men were seated next to each other in a bus seat. One was mufti, a muslim scholar and the other a young man. When suddenly the youth spoke up "I have one problem with you muslims...u oppress women!!!"

Mufti asked "How to we oppress women??" to which the youth answers  "You make ur women cover up completely and keep them at homes."

Mufti smiled n said "I have a problem wit u people..u oppress money!!!" The astonished youth asked "We oppress money??!!?? "

"You keep your money hidden away in wallets, banks and safes.You keep it covered up. Why dont u display it in the public???" said the mufti. "It might get stolen obviously!!!" said the casual youth.

"You keep the money hidden coz its so valuable. We value the true worth of women far far more. They are kept in honour and dignity!!!" replied the mufti walking out to get down, for his destination


A women's safety lies in the way she exposes herself to the society. Her attire, her walk, her talk bring senses as to what she expects from the society.

As you be...so they treat you!

Evolution of LoVe!

"Love" -the most favorite n talked upon topic amongst all age groups. Even kinder garden kids need their own boy frnd or gal frnd. For the age olds,  its the favorite chit chat to munch on. For the teens, its a part of their life.

Movies also corner love. A few years back, it was all about blooming love but now-a-days its moved on to the soaring to  love failures. Most of the heros and heroines end up in love marriage in the movies, and thats the happy ending. But damn, it doesnt even happen in their own real lives.

When i was in my 5th grade, that was the first time i was in a co-ed school, in Delhi. I studied in a Christian gals school in TN till then. The one thing i liked about the culture there in my school in Delhi was, there was no gender bias. We were asked to sit together, eat together and even games are to be played together; be it cricket or baseball. The only difference between us was, guys wore pants n girls skirts. No concession for girls and over work for guys.

Love, was a criminal offence to be talked on. The word "Love" was infectious, that we keep off from it. Staffs stare at you n parents change topic when talked about it. Any boy gal said to be in love, were treated untouchables, dont talk to them, and even sit with them; they are bad students. Such was the impression. But as far as i was, boys and gals were just good frndz n nothing more than that.

This offence worsened and continued, when i  moved back to TN again. Damn, you even look at guys, you were commented on. Talk to them, a crime committed. The worse part, when they start thinking u cheaper and comment on your character. The best thing to do, treat the other gender untouchables.Stay away from them. 

It dint make any difference, until i was in my high school. When i moved there, i found many blooming lovers. Stories of the struggle for love, one side love, many years love, etc etc. Loving part is the funny one! Guy n gal meeting in secrecy, for no staffs should know. Mobiles weren't so much in fashion, so meeting face to face or talkin in landline were the few choices. Every break, they would meet. I wonder, what on earth will they talk for so many years and in every break and almost all the time. 

It gets so shocking to know, when the timidest gal has a boyfrnd; a gal who could hardly spell a word before the class, can actually propose a guy. I dont understand their guts.

The generation changed the meaning of love. From the purest mother's love,that blooms for years, its love unexplained and unjustified; to the love, of which the meaning itself couldn't be defined, dis boy-gal love.
It really disheartens to know, when they lovers tell the other- your my life, i cant live without you, lets elope.

When u cannot understand the love of your parents for so many years;for your every need they satisfied, every mischief tolerated and your every tissue owed to them, how do u think u can understand love??!!??
When your 20yrs old love cannot be sustained, then just a 2yrs or 3months love will  sustain?? 

Such queries always crossed my mind, and made a worse impact of love on me. 

In college, a few loves continued, new ones bloomed, a few withered too. Beware of the lovers n love failure ones, their frndz are most unfortunate ones. All time radio broadcast, about their lovers. Frndz are just the mikes, listen to all what they say, dont speak back. Love failures are more dangerous cases to be handled. When they blame their ex, u gotta only listen to them. U can neither support nor scold them. 

College has its own love definiton coined- crush ( i tot it was crushing someone), committed ( it was life long promise i thought so,but no), breakup (committed s followed by this), boy/girl friend( a stage before being lovers it seems), lovers( they are in love;dont ask me if they really get married), patchup (when u get back again after breakup). N yeah one more the interesting one, puppy love (beware its not loving a puppy,its a love where you love just for timepass, no commitments no relationship and no ending up in marriage). 

Its got a series of relations to define. The teen love starts kinda dis way, first they are just frndz. Then they become best frndz, slowly someday boy/gal frndz, they are committed, then evloved into lovers. Its lasts a little long. The fight phase, they hav lotta things to fight on, get more possessive. They at this stage actually understand they wernt a perfect pair at all, then breakup. Sometimes patchup,a rare case though.Then back to single!! And the cycle goes on. 

The younger generation mistakes the hormones, the never lasting beauty, etc  for real love. Runs errands to find a love. Butterflies feeling in stomach, they think its love. Being close and caring to someone for sometime, doesn't define love. Love, at its purest, evolves from having no feelings on the person, and slowly understanding that person to the fullest.U know all about of the person and still like that person. A feeling that's strong enough to stand for years and of all storms, like ur granny, who still loves your grandpa after 50yrs of being together.

"You are not committed until you are married!!" -Anonymous  

I Don't Own My Smile! Neither Do u!!

" Sir, smile please!!" said the photographer  trying to take a pic of the guy.
" I cant..whenever i try to smile it doesnt look good" said he too much fed up.

"Sir, just widen your lips n shrink ur eyes,,, u r smiling :)"  said the photographer.
"Had it been that simple, no one would ever have a sad face dude.
Smile means more than just an expression on your face, its feeling man."

Smile, a beautiful expression u don't own. You give it to others, u are just paid back :)

The best smile you get, with the satisfaction that you made someone happy!

There, in a dense forest, lived a clan of people, just like all of us. Just one difference that these people dont have an elbow. Means their hands are always stretched straight, and they can't bend it!!

Now wonder what?? the most important thing..how will they eat?!!??
It kinda landed a curse on these people...in a lush green forest with almost everything to eat but none can eat.
This clan became sad, lean, hungry but could eat nothing.

One day, they met people of another clan.So happy, fat, healthy ....suprised bcoz their hands too dint have an elbow. Then how come they eat??? how are they so happy?? n healthy!!!

The reason they said was astonishingly superb. They said, " We dont have elbow, so we cant feed ourselves but we can feed others!!! thats what we do :) we feed each other!!"

When you make others happy no wonder, unknowingly you get that smile on your face!!! That happiness you deserve for the favour of happiness u do!!!

Make others happy, thats the way to be happy!!!

Raksha---A Promise Made!!!

Festive mood all around, energy all around. It wasn't deevali, neither holi, not even valentine's day!!!
Its Raksha Bandhan!!!

  Guys with hand full of colored ropes, proudly displaying it...as if they had won an Olympic cup.A proud feeling that they own so many sisters. A few looking out with eager eyes if anyone would tie them a rakhi. There are a still few running away and girls chasing them to tie a rakhi...the most funniest thing dat happens.

 

  In a most festive way, girl applies tilak on the brother's forehead, ties a rakhi on the wrist of her brother, feeds him with a few sweets and in return the brother acknowledges her with a gift.

   In Hindi,  "Raksha" means "protection" and " Bandhan" means "Bond"; "Raksha Bandhan" a bondage of protection. A girl ties a rakhi to her brother and in return the brother bestows blessings on his sister and a promise to protect her dignity, protect her from all the problems and difficulties.

  Its become a fantasy that girl ties a rakhi, the guy becomes a brother. This festive is no relation making, like tying a marriage knot around a girl's neck and she becomes a wife. Rakhi is a bond so sacred that promises protection and honor.

And in return for a rakhi, demanding a gift is another fantasy ;) just like a dowry in a marriage!!!

The best relation a girl can have, a feelings on top of the world...when she knows she has all the protection she needs. A way to express her love and care for her brother...and inturn when brother promises it all!!!

Happy Raksha Bandhan Brothers!!!
Am already feeling on the top of the world!!!

Lucky sister i am :D

Destination Destined!! Yet Journey Unknown!!!

A morning just like any other day but it wasn't so for the young boy who was woken up by his dad saying
" hay get up, results will be out in an hour...n u r still sleeping????"

He woke up so lazed out. No expectations or eagerness for the results to come. So calm was his mind but for the more expecting criticism outside.

Just like any other mom, the most loving n caring person on earth so faithfully believing and praying for her son's future was another eager person waiting.

In an hour his results were out. Dad read him out his score and wasn't so happy about it. Nothing much happened about his results until something hard struck them.

"Hay wats ur score man??" asked criticism. He replied, "Not much dude. Scored less".
"Ahh.. i told people you weren't studious...not u proved it. So last time when u scored it wasn't your hardwork but some crooked work and some help!!!!" said criticism too happy to know his fall down.

Astonished by the  words he looked at his dad, his eyes wide open, more astonished than he was...speechless he stood as though some vampire struck lashes at him.

His dad walked into his room. Not a word again, as he stood wondering what was going on.

He just closed his eyes in a flash he recalled those days.

A bright, hardworking, calm guy with only aspiration to study well and rise high. His intentions known by all yet jealousy criticized  often and would bring him down. But he would raise against all odds his spirits soared high.

It was the day when his secondary exams results had come. His hardwork was answered. His joys rejoicing.
Expectations met, prayers fulfilled, spirits rewarded. Yet the criticism had his role to play.

"Hay they say you got district second coz ur school helped you illegally  in getting so, so that its name would roar high!!! Is it??"

Now how could a reward be proved when its hardwork itself was doubted??? 

Those words struck him like the rain of spikes yet pain not revealed for his patience had still got its tuffness too hard to  be defeated.

"I will let the way my life leads me. My hardwork will prevail and i ll complain not my fate!!!" said he opening his eyes with a hard reality ahead.

A sudden knock at the door. He opened the door just expecting not any more such surprises dat pull him down when it was just changed by a smile on his face.

"Hay dude, how r u? Its been a long time since we met. Come in...am soo happy to see u" said he smiling like a baby at the sight of candy.

" Am fine man. I heard about ur results. Was shocked by the way people talked abt it. How come you scored less?? " asked his eager frnd, the only gud companion on earth who knew him well amidst all those criticisms.

He sadly replied, " What do i say, change of school...different environments..adaptation problem..unstable mind.....i thought i will write my exams the next year. But somehow my teachers made me write it this year.
I wasn't prepared enough to write them this year. I had already given up when i was suddenly asked to take them up. Whatever its all over now!!!"

"Ohh never mind man...it happens sometimes. So what planning to do next??" asked his friend.

"Joined B.Sc  man..." said he in a mild tone as though his strength was total exhausted.

His exclaimed frnd asked  "Y man??? R u crazy??? Ur scores are low but got a gud cutoff... you will get a gud clg in engineering...Dude thats your dream, don't let it down. People talks are just like mother- in- laws....finding faults in everything...this shouldn't drift u down. Go join engineering and live your dream!!!" 

He applied for engineering but continued to do his B.Sc. He got a seat in an  esteemed engg college.
But still people criticized of the course he chose.

Unaware was he.... of his destiny. The journey he was going through...the path too hard to climb.
Like climbing through the thorns....to reach the roses!!!

A confused he..aimless of what's happening...hardly could he see through the mist of his tangled mind.
Yet kept up his hardwork.....eagerness to do something...his faith in himself and spirits kept high as always.
Just waiting in patience, for the right time to show the world wat he s worth of.

He waited for four years, when it was time he proved himself of all odds, against all criticisms.
It was time for his placements.

Criticism again... how could it miss this moment...it's been a part of his life now.
It said, "Your course doesn't offer a gud placement...you are going to be jobless like the many others out there. "

Now that he was already used to all these...it din't sound any worse this time but just put it on his faith so hard to work out through it.

A month later...he was walking his way to the market with his dad.

A guy stopped him on his way and with foxy eyes asked him " Hay...u seem to be jobless like i told you.
I know u cant make it any good. You realised it too late now. You are now doing the household chores...hahahaa".

His dad now had to repay the past debt, he said, "He is now placed in an MNC and is not as jobless as you are son. He is just living his dreams now!!!"

The guys was just "!!????!!!!?!?!?!" and looked at him...as he stood with a pleasant smile.
Pleasant smile is wat it was ...but for that guy...it was like the wind that struck him so hard of the reality..
shook  him of his senses. Bestowed on the every pain he suffered when he was criticized.

Now he proved himself...not by his words...but by the very smile that was long lost into the sea of pain, of sufferings unexplainable.

He, the sandalwood in a forest where snakes surround...
That now lay in a castle with admirers around!!!