Some misbeliefs about me
2:46 AM - Posted by Unknown - 2 comments


Notion: I am Brand Obsessed

Truth: No, I am not. Its only that I can find quality easily with reputed brands within the amount of time I usually have. I am not someone who would spend hours shopping a jeans and a t-shirt when I can easily get what I like by paying a little more. For me, paying more is just an insurance of quality. For that matter, I have a lot of things which I have either been gifted, or picked randomly, and I still use them because they are nice.

 Notion: I use sophisticated language and diction to intimidate or flaunt.

 Truth: No. Not at all. Believe me, the way I express my opinions and ideas comes very naturally to me. I may admit that it is sometimes different from the common prevalent styles, but it is certainly not an attempt to flaunt. Some people write short sentences. Some people write long sentences. Some use a very pure form of their native language, some don't. I express in the manner which is spontaneous to me. Why should people have problems with that? Frankly, if you ask me, I honestly feel that I am poor at Hindi and English both.

 Notion: I buy pens to show off or to reflect my intelligence by some logic !

 Truth: Really? So many of you spend thousands only eating pan masala or smoking cigarette. Surprisingly that is nothing lavish but only when I express my affinity for pens, it becomes lavish. 

 Notion: I cannot play cricket because I thought it is a game of the commons and not of my (some hypothetical) class.

 Truth: To be honest, such accusations hurt me. I feel bad when people talk like this. The truth is, I was a child from a village background and when I was admitted to a school in Lucknow, my peers neglected me, mocked at me because I was, in their view, backward. I did not know the name of a single Hollywood start nor did I watch WWE. So, I was an untouchable. They never allowed me to play with them. So, I never played cricket even though I wanted to. By the time I shifted my school, I could not take part because everyone around me was already very good at it, and I would have again been the laughing stock among them. Why can I play pool? Oh! that is because I spent some time in graduation on that. Apparently then I was not discriminated based on the place I come from.

 Notion: My friends are very modern ( in the sense that they are uncultured ) and miss moral and ethical values.

 Truth: We are very simple people. Just that, we don't live planning for that "One fine day when I will do what I want to do" dream. We like to enjoy, meet new people, interact, respect opinions and backgrounds. We are not blindfolded to follow only the west. We love India, its culture and traditions just as much as you do. Our manner of celebration may at times be unconventional but then who gave anyone the certificate that their interpretation of the glory of India and its culture, is the only correct version. Unity in diversity (DIVERSITY). Remember? And one more thing, mental and moral maturity does not come from wearing dull clothes, combing hair, smiling rarely, abstaining from trying new things or accepting new ideas and or talking less. However, simplicity of character and learning to appreciate the gaps among us is certainly one of its traits.

 Notion: I spend because I don't respect money

 Truth: I respect money and that is why I spend it. Certainly, I am not desperate to stockpile it. At least not now. I have seen times in my life when my family did not have sufficient cash even for food. I was not born with a silver spoon in my mouth, if that is what some of you think. I have seen the dichotomy of life and it only makes me unaffected by the joys and sorrows of it. I spend when I have it. I can still live happily when I don't have it. But I will never die collecting it, unless I have a reasonable motive.

 Dear all, I am a very sensitive, sentimental and simple person. I don't want to pretend someone I am not by owning/doing things I don't like. Please don't chalk out a self styled outline of my existence. Ask me, I will tell you the truth.


Comparing her with nature…
10:21 AM - Posted by Unknown - 1 comments

The showers were soft, calm, gentle and the lightning flashed, peering the virgin bosom of the sky. Darkness had surrounded the place and the sun was resting beyond the western horizon. The trees merely danced in wind and the symphony of the gale moving through the boughs seemed to my weary ears as an opera. The thunder clapped praising the wind for its soft song. It felt as if a sonnet was being played by the gods. The sweet fragrance of flowers had spread in the air, which brought to my soul, purity and sanctity. The heavens had blessed the place with all its beauty and the best of the Himalayas had been showered on the place around me. The sight of the Blue Nile was like a brush stroke from the almighty painting this landscape.

But the flower, which I had held open in my lap, suppressed all this beauty with a single brush of her lips .Tired the flowers had folded their petals, so had my love shut her eyelids. The wind, harshly moving through her soft hair, had spread them all over my chest and my fingers lost, lost caressing them gently. The ground, usually hard, had turned into a soft bed today, and covering it with a sheet of grass, nature smiled at us and bestowed its affection.

A surge of spontaneous love gently moved my hand over her, for if I would let it drop in May showers, it would have flooded the place more than the rain did. I would gladly thank the loud thunder which got her cuddled into my arms bringing celestial ecstasy to my soul.



Liquid Emotions
5:32 AM - Posted by Unknown - 2 comments

Mankind is one of the most complex entities mankind is aware of. Too many emotions, complex human thoughts and various styles of expression, right from the time we wake up our mind is hurled upon with varying thoughts, feelings and emotions. Successive waves of rage, joy, love, hatred, pain, confusion, and hopelessness invade our tranquility disturbing our emotional equilibrium sometimes to an irreversible extent. Spontaneous surge of neural hormones temporarily blind our imagination and rationality leaving us handicapped and vulnerable to damaging mood swings and worse. Mental and physical exertions at workplace, sullen weather, traffic gridlocks, unpleasing sights, sounds and sensations are the external factors which only add to this misery.

But think again, there is an order in this chaos. It is in this maze of sentiments and feelings, lies the utmost stability of our race, and it is these, which make humans humane. Not alone, the power of reasoning makes a human; it is also his ability to feel, to be metacognitive, to be empathetic, and to respond to love, pain and sorrow. Our rational mind only believes what it is capable of reasoning, it cannot feel. This only puts a limitation to perceive things which are beyond his ability to reason and understand.

When was the last time you looked up at the night sky and admired the incessant fireworks of nature? Can you reason why you feel rejuvenated not in front of your office air conditioner but in the morning when a chilly breeze gushes on your sleepy face? Can you tell me why the aroma of sand when it is raining, more charismatic than all the perfumes in the world? Why the sound of the raindrops on the glass windows, more peaceful than an orchestra. The chirping of the birds, the clap of thunder and symphony of the gale moving through the boughs, is like a melodious sonnet sung by nature, why? And why is it that a puppy licking your fingers melts away your weariness when you come back home from a long day of work, and most tranquilizers of modern medicine cannot?

There much more to the heart than the mind is aware of. Reason is simply too young to understand our emotions. And if we learn to manage them well, our intelligent emotions will propel us to a much more successful and peaceful life.

Mankind’s quest to acquire more knowledge, to invent more for the convenience of daily life, and attempts to feed the greed of logical curiosity, now has a much darker revelation to consider. It is human Insensitivity and loss of empathy.

Life cannot be rushed upon, or lived on a controlled pace and as our lives get busier and the constant struggle for a bigger piece of bread gets tight, we have no time to feel, to appreciate simple things around us, to be ourselves, to be humane. Leading a mechanical life, we have been ignoring our feelings and emotions for so long that now they don’t even dare to surface, and the irony is that when we attain this zenith of insensitivity we foolishly call ourselves more practical and mature.

Our education system teaches us a variety of things. It teaches us technology to invent, medicine to cure, management to manage resources, then why forgets the bare essentials. Why not learn how to manage emotions, how to channelize them for better stability and inner peace, how to refine our thoughts with a deeper sense of self-realization. An emotionally adept and intelligent society will be more successful than the mechanical and insensitive one. Wont it?



10:52 AM - Posted by Unknown - 1 comments

6th April

I inhaled a scent of nostalgia as I stood at the window taking the first sip of my hot ginger tea. A lazy smile flickered on my face with thought of the unfolding day. How often do we meet someone whom we really want to remember ten years down the line? Not quite often I would say and when we do, we don’t realize instantly that we have found one. Its human tendency to start judging people we meet. This tendency is in everyone, sometimes expressed, otherwise unexpressed and latent, but you can never say you didn’t judge everyone in your life at some point of time in life. In fact this itself is the key reason of your affinity towards them. We like them because of what they are, and we know what they really are because we have been witness to how they have responded to the tests life and sometimes we ourselves have put them through. And after this entire unapt scrutiny if someone has made it to your present, they certainly deserve your love and respect.

Today would be the day I would meet them all, revive all the times shared and attempt to re-live them one last time again.

12:30 pm

Sun had waged war again humans and the humidity only favored the sullen heat, adding to my misery. I dragged myself towards Borivali station, with only one priority, survival. But as I met a couple of old friends who were supposed to join, I again felt the excitement reviving. Soon we were on our way to Pune, and after, what seemed like an eon, I found myself sharing my food with my old room-mate.

We reached Pune and crashed into Aditya’s room which was half occupied with the foot wears of people who had already arrived for the convocation. I quickly made some space where I could fit, and started chasing everyone to leave towards back market for my favorite “Pooha and Double Chaai”. My three year old routine was repeating itself and I was filled with immense zeal. All I missed was the presence of two people, Gaurav and Praveen who later joined me the next day.

The evening was wonderful, taking walks in the plaza and clicking at random snaps. We played pool, after such a long time and I was even happier to realize that I was still adept at my frame winning tricks. J From here we moved for dinner and drinks. Let me not elaborate much on this part, but it was wonderful fun. The night was spent sleepless primarily because of the relentless chat sessions and also because of the dominant reign mosquitoes.

7th April

The morning began with a cup of tea and pooha and then a shower. Around 11 we moved to college and it was such a wonderful feeling to see all the old pals together. Vandana, Swati, Sheetal, Tithi, Vipin Praveen, and my dear dear moonlight. I was extremely elated to see her. We roamed the entire college campus in our graduation robes and clicked all the possible snaps in the craziest poses. The day slipped of so quickly and even before I could realize it was time to bid bye, most of my pals had already left.

They left, and left behind a bunch of wonderful vivid memories to cherish. I don’t know about everyone, people have varying sentimental values and sensitivity, but for me, Convocation 2010 was a celebration, a festival of friendship, of togetherness, of unity and of the spirit of youthfulness as a whole.