Traffic on a Swing!!

So this one ‘not-so-fine’ day, I was racing on the usual home-office track with several other IT folks like me and the shocking realization hit me like a puff of CO2 from tam-tam(an 8 seater Hybrid of Auto-tempo). To add more flavor for my Pune chya Mulgaas / Mulgies – my racing track is none other than Pimple(pronounced NOT as it spells; but as ‘Pimplay’) Saudagar – shivar chowk – jagtap dairy – wakad bridge – Hinjewadi Phase 1-2-3 – TCS. Boring and short as it might sound to the unfamiliar tribes; it is the most happening route ever. And now even more special to me, because of the realization of the decade!! 

So as I was driving between the finest racers ever, cursing the government about pit-filled roads; not-well-planned city; unmanaged traffic etc etc, I realized, one reason is much more prominent cause of accidents/jams than all these – “Mood Swings”.. yes Mood Swings!! Unbelievable right?! You would not agree more in next 2 minutes, so brace yourself for this shocking reality!

As usual, I was driving on a speed of 30-40 in the traffic and all of a sudden a biker had a ‘swing of mood’ to drive zig-zag amongst these 40-50 vehicles. ‘Hunk’ as he was, on his newly owned Hunk, cut-maarna was his hobby, profession and forte. So without caring for the lame, not-so-hap drivers on the road, there he was Fazing through at the speed of 70!! ‘KEWL’ dude.

Realization sprouting up in me..but yet not a sapling!

Somehow I managed to distract myself from the hunk and focused on my driving. I was trying to find my way through the now one-side-jammed hinjewadi chowk. Entire left side of the road was jam-packed, and a bus was coming through with pride on this empty right side facing the left-side traffic, when a white maruti owner suffered from this deadly mood-swing! He swooped the steering and accelerator to stand face-to-face with this bus. No movement on either side. Did the maruti driver planned to run over the bus and move ahead or expect something similar from the bus driver?! Or did he expect the bus to disappear because of his gracious presence and give him the way? Did he not know that blocking the incoming vehicles will worsen the traffic?! I am sure he knew all of that, he has got a driving license that proves he is sane and an able driver – but all he could not handle was his mood swing! Poor chap!!

Realization saplED..but yet to bloom to fullest!

People get over mishaps and so did we all; The mood-swing of the maruti-wale-bhaiya was somehow resolved and vehicles got through. But wa-wa-wait! You remember that popular lady on road?! Yes the one with scarves, gloves, summer jacket, high heels, pink colored half helmet, flowing dupatta, millions of other accessories and the one with indicator blinking on left side while she struggles to goto right! Not that she doesn’t remember it is her duty to drive carefully and put the right indicator on – she has got license afterall; Not that she is forgetful – she has afterall remembered to put the matching nailpaint which are shining on her toes; not even that she doesn’t care that the blinking indicator could confuse the other drivers and cause accidents – she cares a lot about herself and could call a crowd if any guy would accidently bump into her vehicle and she falls! But unfortunately she is suffering from mood-swing – she cannot help it!

The realization has finally fruited-up.. Though we all are racing every morning / evening from home-office-home, we should get our Mood swings treated for heaven’s sake; cz they could be deadly if not taken care or treated!!

Inspiration Courtesy : The Hunk, The Maruti-wale-bhaiya and the Lovely lady!!

Horcrux that you are!

They say always.. There are fights and arguments in every relationship.. But one thing they never mention is, every fight with someone you love more than yourself, takes away a part of you.. Leaves you weaker, deep inside.. 

It works like a horcrux you see.. There are parts of you that live inside the person whom you love..in the form of memories, habits, feelings, intentions.. Everytime you fight, you feel like one of it is missing from the other person..may be his habits are not as per the "norms" you have set for your relationship; maybe the memories you made while arguing are not the ideal ones; maybe the feelings were not enough and were taken over by the so called logics and sense; maybe somewhere the intentions were left far behing while you were in the process of executing an action..and in this whole journey of not-so-likeable memories, not-apt-habits, not-felt-feelings, not-cared-about-intentions, somewhere a part of the relation you share gets smothered..a horcrux gets destroyed.. Your soul, your self becomes weaker..

Not justified!

But we cannot change what has happened and fights, arguments are inevitable..

So the only way to make it up is to make several new horcruxes..in lieu of each destroyed one! 

Spend more time together, make memories that are merrier; do not strangle the relationship with the string of set norms or the rule book, let it be if rules are broken and learn to forgive and forget; never let the logical ego make a room between you two, just remember - he/she is yours and you are his/hers and never ever doubt the intentions and be cautious not to let accidents happen even unintentionally!! You are together and you always want to be - Nothing else matters, right!? 

Inspiration Courtesy : * al ragazzo che amava come nessun altro ha fatto *

'Ts Complicated #*•@&?!

He said "You take a lot of pride; dont you!?"

She said "Pride in what!?"

"Because you think you have read a lot and you feel you write good too!?"

There was this silence in my mind..that lingering silence..and I thought about it..because it came from someone I though, knew me.. Knew where my heart lies and most important of all why does it lie there..cz of a piece of that same heart lies with him as well..but may be he was write or may be not..I never thought about it - what is what!?

Why are our passions and excitements confused with our Pride!? Just because we talk about it a lot.. A lot many times!! May be at times when one should not be.. But that is just because of the fact that is all what your heart wants to talk about.. That is the world where your heart belongs and howmuchever you try to bring it to live in your mind's world and the one where your physical being exists, it rushes back to the world it finds solace in..

And in this world..your heart is being mocked at and is asked to give up many times...by calling your love, psychotic; calling your passion your craving; your excitement,your pride..

And then My heart thought about it again.. "May be I should take that as a compliment and move on 😊" .. 

Afterall, how many of us are still able to apparate to our heart's world, admit it and take pride in it😊

Inspiration Courtesy : To the matters of heart 🙃 its Complicated U know 😜

That Girl in the world of Desires..

If only moving away..faAr away.. from one's desires was that easy.. 

I was taking the routine route to my office on a bright sunny Thursday morning in NewYork..or what they fondly like to call it..Manhattan.. Crossing the world famous WTC..headed towards the The Wallstreet Bull.. And I saw A lil angel by the Trinity Church.. sayin "Mommy, I want THAT.." Her family stopped n waited fr her to say what was that THAT she was talking about.. But then suddenly she saw few other kids playing wid bubbles and she forgot everything.. 

What she desired!? It must have been something momentary.. May be an icecream that was being sold lucratively or a doll that the other girl of her age was playing with.. Or the toy car that the other guy seemed to be very happy with.. Finally happy and contended with just the bubbles..she was strolled by her family from her world of desires to theirs..

What was THAT that she wanted is still a mystery.. And how to move away..faAr away from ur desires!? That too is..

Inspiration Courtesy : To the little girl who taught me..that moving away from that ever trapping world of desires becomes easier if only you know where to find the transient yet everlasting bubbles of happiness..😊

Happy birth-day? / Living-way!

This morning I was wishing a colleague who is celebrating his birthday today.. Since he happens to be quite younger to me, I advised him to drink responsibly and advise other's invited to bday party to do the same(I dnt know where did this elderly instincts of mine crop up at times) anyway, His response was - "I belong to 'so and so caste' and so I dont drink"

An alarm rang into my mind.  

People still do that and believe that!! Strange.. Strange in a good way.. 

There is a thin line between Karma and Dharma these days.. And sadly definitions have been modified accordng to covenience.. Not sure how this works at individual level, but from the rooftop, it all appears to be mere thought-lines lying in books and nothing else.. I am not an extremist(as per my understanding of it) but from the small world I have seen, it all depends on what you want to do.. Whether you want to use your caste, religion, region, traditions, upbringing as weapons in favour of or against it!! 

So more than your birth attributes - caste, place or people you were born to..what matters is living attributes - what you plan to choose, how you widh to live and what you want to give back to this world..

Its More about living-way than the birth-day! 

Religion is an idea - Best if u use it positively.. Worst if you channelize it towards negativity and destruction!! 

Inspiration Courtesy : For the tragic Monday Mornings that bring these 'mature' thoughts into my 'childish' mind 😜😝😊 And to the birthday boy 👍 

Time..Heavy time!!

Time is hanging heavy..not sure I can explain what it means..but I can very well understand and feel it right theough every passing moment.. I just lie down for hours and when I unlock my phone again.. Just a quarter has passed.. Ohh..so heavy it is.. It just doesnt move.. I think a lot many times, what did I do wrong.. Where did I take the wrong path.. And I get so many answers to so many questions.. It is so difficult to match the columns.. I again try to figure it out for hours and days and again when I see my watch..its just half an hour that has seen me struggling through all of that!! Time does hang heavy.. 

Inspiration Courtesy : Needless to say.. The time.. 

Do you have a well Wisher!?

It took me 24 autumns to realize why I needed a well wisher in my life. I never thot..never even imagined that there are times in life when you are unable to think well being of yourself. Not because you are bad at deciding what is right or wrong, but because there are phases in life when you take yourself for granted. You are so very engrossed with Someone else , in something else, in multitude other things, that you stop thinking about yourself. And that is when you need a wellwisher..who can think for you, be there for you and in worse cases like mine, take ownership and decisions for you!! Doesnt matter if he is right or wrong with his visions; what matters most is his intention and the gruesome process he saves you from..the thinking and decision making process!! Dont you think thatz the part of your life you think someone could have owned you RIGHTLY.. Owned you at the times of doubts and confusion! 

So before you get into such phase ( I wish not so though), go out there.. Look amongst bunch of  friends, your family, your near ones and buy yourself a well- well wisher, with loads of love, respect and obviously with time 😊 because he is the one who is gonna buy you the time, when you need it the most!!

Happy Searching!!

Inspiration Courtesy : To the teachers I listen the most - Realizations!! Thanks for another chapter 😊 And to all my well wishers! 😊

Who is Younger!?

I was on my vacation home, baby sitting my newborn nephew when I heard the door bell. I opened the door to see a familiar elderly person, probably of my grandpa's age. I was struggling to recal his identity when I heard my mum's voice. "Aaiye chachaji!" And the way she addressed him, mapped in my mind. He was my maternal grandpa's childhood friend. I have heard stories about him and his children from my mom n uncle; my maternal family and they shared neighbourhood during their childhood. 

So, we greeted him and invited him in. While my mum went in to bring some water and snacks for him, I started to talk to him. I knew he is a very scholarly person like my grandpa and we share one common intrest - literature..writing..abstract.. 

He told his purpose of visit was to invite us to his book launch. What!? He is like 80+ (touchwood) and he is launching his own book!? I have never considered age to be a bar for a writer but still!! I was already impressed; blown by his spirit, rather! And not only this, the enthu, with which he was telling me about how he has written that biography of his father, was just overwhelming and equally surprising!! He had the excitement of a child, the vim of a teenager, passion of a youngster, experience of the mid age, crisis of old age..but instead of being nostalgic about all these, like most people of his age would do, he relived everything and channelised all he has lived in doing what he actually wanted to do!! 

Sometimes we give ourselves too many excuses for not doing the things we want to do.. And since we know our SELF, we fool ourselves easily..

The elderly man left after sometime..but I am still thinking..who is younger..Me or HIM!! Definitely me, by age..but indefinitely him, by spirit!!

Inspiration Courtesy : To Nirbhay Nanu!! To My nanu, who is an equally YOUNG man!! Nanu, your legends will be penned down soon ;) To my Nani, for making my maternal family, what it is today..And to my Mum..for making me a part of such lineage 😊 Mum, I can never write enough of you.. :*