Thursday, July 22, 2010

O rain..O rain!

Here comes the July madness with an everlasting cool breeze to pamper your senses, a light drizzle to wash away the worries of your soul and make you feel delighted in a way, that you feel everyday is a honeymoon time of your life. Well that may not be the case with everybody around but that’s what I suggest to my married buddies. As for me, it’s all in my brain (shshhh)!

Rains always have a strange effect on me! I experience such roller coaster rides of memories, of fantasies which leave me staring at the blank space with the sound of raindrops hypnotizing and boosting the effect.
I love the rains for the sheer splattering of the raindrops ;I relive the moments of snuggling in the warm bed, taking short naps every now and then(studying less, sleeping more); peeking from under the covers and telling my brother to get up else mom will surely be out of patience. But then, mommy dear comes with milk and breakfast..

KAIDI NUMBER EK..OUT OF BED! NoW!
KAIDI NUMBER DO..BRUSH NoW! Or you both know your incharge very well.
(What a stare mom and what a weird sense of humour!duh)

Slowly we manage to crawl (after a few mutual kicks and a brawl)..and then we are shift our tables in the Verandah to get a better view of the beautiful morning outside. My brother does manage to concentrate well despite the awesome nature of the weather. But, hey did you see me?? There is a great thinker (or rather a philosopher) in the making..laid back on her chair, with the pen on her forehead and staring at the vast expanse of the dark clouds..she is bound to be the harbinger of change which the world seeks today.

Almost 4 hrs pass by and my brother is getting real worried –

DD, DD, DD, DD! Hellooooo…KAIDI NUMBER DO..Are you again in your Calvin’s world??
Oh God..(When will my Brother understand?! Sigh!) KAIDI NUMKBER EK..Just look at the clouds, dark like death. What if the floods come and we all die? What if the clouds burst just like they show in Micky Mouse cartoons? I need to build Noah’s ark now, save you all and my friends..(KOI BHI NAHI CHUTNA CHAIYE!)

Sad enough..KAIDI NUMBER EK was hysterically laughing his guts out and telling our incharge(mom).. DD gai kam se..Faasi dedo ise.. (So much for my bright ideas to save the world! Seems my brother’s idea was much better..Aristotle kinds! My mother was even considering it seriously.) The savior, the thinker, the philosopher in me died (only till the next rains come :p)..courtesy my brother. (God only knows who will save the world now..sigh!)

I love the rains for puddles of water, which I splash on my friends after racing towards home from office bus. These small runs leave me so excited that I again run back with my friends, with the paper boats in hand. We put the boat carefully in water and watch it float one inch. Yippe..CHAL GAI! We clap our hands and shout on the top of our voices (obviously when nobody is watching ;)), until it drowns. Or until some of our neighbors start noticing our foolishness and give us cold vibes.

I love the rains for the wet long drives on empty roads, soaring to 100km/hr and then stopping at nothing (except for a slip or a miss or a major accident and that too head on)! It’s like kicking the grounds every now and then and flying higher and higher with each kick! The only thing which can stop me is the roadside ‘Tapri’ and the sizzling hot tea.

I love the rains for the rainbows with the soft music playing in the back of my mind! Vivid romantic thoughts cloud my mind (B* all of them, they piss me off too!). Life seems more beautiful when the colors of the rainbow seep deep inside and I soak them all. I get nostalgic with the memories of the people I love, the gala time spent with them, the weirdness and the crazy fights I had with them. And do you even know that I even imagine being normal someday (too much of an expectation, you see)!
So much for the love of rains; Should save some of it now! I just wish to see all the colors of the life’s rainbow..Oh I wish I wish! :)

Sunday, July 18, 2010

They make me happy!

It's human nature to keep searching for happiness and that was how..tired of my mundane life, I decided to join JYOT (an english teaching activity for housekeeping in Infy involving loads of volunteers) about 2 years back. I thought maybe this was one way I could really make a difference to someone's life in a selfish way(selfish - because I wanted to be happy).

My first day started with getting in touch with the supervisors and housekeeping in a meeting to decide their class schedule. It was a real funny start. The housekeeping people stood against two walls and I called out their names to rearrange themselves. Then, before I could even complete calling out names, they started pushing each other to move, just like KG kids do. And how could I miss their side glances which said it all - "Are we really going to study again? I mean, like we are so grown up.huh..". Ohkey, I get the message - "You guys will be tough to deal with!."

Then it all went smooth and having classes with them was really a patience test. You have to make them mug up Alphabets and their pronunciations ( like baccho bolo, firse bolo), then give them homework, check spellings, scold them even when they are so elder than you. Pretty much a job of teaching a kiddo, who had loads of questions in mind. It was one such class of teaching basics of introducing yourself to one another when I gave them some 4-5 sentences and in a mood of jest, one of them asked me - "Hello mam. I'm Ganesh! Are you married?" 'Good one!'..I said somewhat embarrassed. But looking at their smiling faces, I said - "You all are learning pretty fast!" :)

It was good to see them write small essays, their daily register entries and they even started teaching their kids at home to improvise more. Considerable amount of change, seeing that they started wishing me "GoodMorning" here and there( a little bit of show off on their side ;))

Later as I got involved, we started on some new grounds too. On these line, this saturday, we got a chance to finally have an AIDs session arranged for them after a tiring effort of getting everything in synchronization. There was a a guy named Avinash from Deepgrah NGO who understood our plight related to logistics and assured us that he will come whenever the internal matters were resolved. I guess that more than a respite for us. The event was such a success and the enthusiasm displayed by Avinash and his team and our housekeeping staff is beyond description. There were some hillarious moments too, in the street play where they asked our staff(in a very typical manner) to tell us where the red light area girl Sarita(fake name)lived in Pune and each and every person was blushing(as if they actually knew). Even the NGO people were amazed by the campus and the feel of the session.

So, that's how, I have been happy for quite a while by making other's happy.There is no satisfaction which matches this one. And..Oh! Did I forget to mention about the training I'm getting out of it, to have somewhat higher levels of patience! :)

Thursday, July 15, 2010

Comfort Zone!

Some habits never die. I’m the kind of a person who constantly needs her head filled up with multiple thoughts or tasks to worry about. And once was alone with an empty mind, I find myself saying the good ol’ word again and again –“I’m very bored! ” I even used to throw tantrums at home and ask my father to take me out. This is a regular habit of mine since I was a kid. I used to get a lot of scolding from my Mom and Dad for this. At first they used to take me and my brother out to places or ask us to play some games but later even they were tired of my complaining. It is then they took my class, as I see it-
My Dad asked me – “Tell me what according to you is being bored?”
I was like –“I don’t know. I don’t feel good about doing something. I’m not comfortable. It’s like I have a kind of empty feeling. I am just not able to describe it!”
My Dad – “Hmm..Now that’s a big problem. What do you like to do best? I suppose you like playing. Then play in your free time. One can only get bored when he/she is not busy or is not doing anything of his/her interest. So, go and play then!”
I am still bogged down- “No Dad, Playing the same game again and again makes me feel more bored as it becomes a routine.”
My Mom – “True! So, then you should find new games to develop more interest. Or, better do something you don’t like at all.”
I ‘m so confused –“Why would I do that when I’m not comfortable doing something?”
My Dad at his best – “Understand one very important thing in life, once something becomes routine, it is sure to get on your nerves and you will not feel happy about doing it anymore; which, in your words, is getting ‘bored’. Then, at that time you need to decide, how to make it more interesting by using ways and means, which you generally never thought of. You can also meet up new friends and use their suggestions. This way you will have a whole bunch of new friends and a lot more fun with what you do.
My Mom was like gyani atma- “You should also understand that we generally do things which we like and since we like it, we become pros at it and then all charm is gone. There isn’t any challenge left in doing it. Therefore, I want you to do something which you never thought you are capable of doing or you don’t like. Don’t have any fears that you will be a failure or something. Just do it with you whole heart and the results will show. Else you will be satisfied that you gave your best and that is what should matter. Just be the best in whatever you do and then tell me if you ever get bored!”
Well, after all this Gyan, I was really confused. But, I did start, quite a good start with two new hobbies adding up–
Sketching - Learnt minute details from my father.
Cooking- When mother was not at home (:P) . I hated cooking very much earlier. (It was now my mother’s turn to get pissed off with my dishes in her absence!)
So much, for the good part or before the 20+ crisis in life.
Come 20+ age and these signs again begin to show up in our lives when our job sucks and we get into some field which we never wanted to be a part of. We get into relations and boredom seeps in after sometime. Or being single gives us a crappy feeling of being alone in this world; a kind emptiness in heart!
I look at my friends and then I tell them – “Since you haven’t got what you wanted to, don’t stay unhappy or feel dejected. Try for something you also wished for and till that time, give the best efforts in what you do, if at all, you really want to be happy. Cribbing will never relieve you of the empty feeling or boredom. Get out of your comfort zone and face the challenge. You are capable of much more than what you imagine yourself to be.
As far as relations are concerned, if you are single or double (:D), keep trying new things and never lose hope. There might be some mundane times but with your efforts, they will fade away. “
For friends, who have had break offs and can’t seem to overcome, this is for you – “You are much stronger than you know. Experience the freedom and give a damn about the empty feeling. It’s really fake!”
It is so simple- “Break your boundaries of comfort and experience new highs! Just face it and get a life. Fly high and then just DIVE!”

Friday, July 9, 2010

Love will find a way!

Strange ..very strange.. How things turn out to be in life?! How two people meant to be one soul are helpless in the hands of fate!

I have a blogger friend who is a sharing a beautiful relationship with his long distance blogger friend. Both are hopeless romantics, which you will know in a short while. This guy is a Brahmin and the girl is a Christian. Both have had a break off earlier and were not able to trust anyone. But soon, while writing blogs, both of them hit a chord with each other and have fallen heads over heels. They are the most romantic acquaintances I have known.

The guy always used to write funny blogs. One day I asked him to try a new genre and then he wrote something very beautiful (idiotic as he says) about a girl with whom he has discovered ‘LOVE IN FRIENDSHIP’ (as he says). I rejected this fact that this kind of relation is actually Love which he is not able to accept. He agreed and even told me that I can find the girl’s name in his blog by collating the first letter of each paragraph in order. I was mesmerized by such an ingeniously beautiful gesture of love.

His friend read his blog and pretended not to know whom he was talking about. A day later, she wrote another blog using her friend’s reference and showing her deepest feelings for this guy by using her friend’s cover in the blog. I must that was witty but we all know in such cases, no such friend’s exist ever. Also, she wrote the guy’s name in reverse in every first letter of the paragraph. So, that says it all..
They are both madly in LOVE but still they know that caste would be a big issue which they will not be able to handle. So, they have discovered their Love in most romantic FRIENDSHIP where they are willing to grow together, understand the world and face the worst in Life with a SMILE in the driving Light of moon and the fragrant winds of time.

Hmhhm..It’s really sad when you see that caste and not distance is the reason. I have seen many friends who crib about Long distance relations as their reason for break off. Is it really true?? How can physical distance matter when two hearts are so close? I just wish that they be happy in what suits them best because GOD has his own ways which are beyond our understanding or reasoning.
And yes, there are other friends of mine who know that just because of caste they will not be together. Yet they are so in Love of friendship that the only thing that matters to them is to ‘Stay happy till the time they are together and that is the beauty of their relation.’

I am learning newer and newer intricacies of Life..and ..of Love!

Some people have it all and they fail to realize.. Some realize but are not ready to accept..and then…Some are ready to accept but they cannot have it all.. Sad ways of life!

But..LOVE HAS NO BOUNDATIONS..it will find a way..

Saturday, July 3, 2010

Rendezvous with GOD

How many times in life have we known that this is it..the end!
How many times do we know that it was not meant to be?!!
Or how many times do we actually feel that our loved ones are so dear that you would do just anything to keep them happy and safe..

Surely, there isn't any measure, with the tricks and traps of life. The only one thing which reconciles us is the ultimate FAITH on the one supreme being.... I can now say that because I have been obliged by GOD's presence and his blessings on me and my loved ones so many many times.

My mother is a Paditji kinds..very dedicated to Pujas and Fasts and my Dad, the opposite. He used to tell us 'Beta..jitni shraddha ho utni puja karo.'

So, I developed a very mediocre kinds faith towards the pujas of my own formless Gods. Later God began to shape up into Ganeshji when I heard his story of taking circles around his parents on being asked to circle around the universe. I was mesmerized by him and immediately he became my iconic God.

There was a famous Hanumanji temple also near our house where only males were allowed (as written on the board outside). Being always a rebel, I always went to that temple and had one-sided fights with him...like "Why I can't pray to you and all. I will not follow any norms or logic and continue doing so." Fighting with God and convincing him was so easy.Coz he never used to fight back.

It was some time last year when I was at my worst.I didn't even knew as to whom I should blabber out all what I had in my mind. Loads of negative feelings and loads of confusions. It was one of these days when I was crying as usual and asked him - "Why I can't have a single friend to whom I can share without giving any explanations??"
And then, two of my oldest good friends called me for no reason. This was a surprise as they had not cared to remember me, in the last one year (well both of them have a cool attitude, which may be the probable reason). I then blurted out all and they were so calm on listening out to me. My problems were minimized, not sorted though.

The next week was even worse. I worrying and asking him, to please make my life better, just this one time..and I slept. Here comes the bestest part of my life-I had a dream in which I saw my colony's temple and the Ganeshji's statue inside. I was standing in it and praying and Then...Tadaaaa..
I just opened an eye and saw REAL Hanumanji peeking at me from behind the statue. He just raised his hand towards me and then he was gone...

I woke up about an hour later, with a deep calm settling into my mind and the strength to talk to my parents. I called up my parents immediately and told them all whatever was going on and they are just the best. As always, they listened and said - 'We will do whatever it takes to make you happy and you do what will keep you happy in future. Don't worry about your job or anything. We are there to take care of you always." And that was it! 'The End' of all my problems.

That's how I realized that My God's are with me always in the form of my parents.
And despite the worst accidents they have had, they are surviving and keeping well because there is another supreme power to lend me and my family a guiding light.I just wish they remain the same: happy and well..(my wish on their anniversary this year and every year :) )

Thank You God! It was nice meeting you. You surely surprise me! :)