Fight?! Right!!

Some people are fighters..they are meant to stand brick-stiff for themselves..for others who cannot..or would not..And more often than not, they regret why they are the ‘chosen-one’..but they do not let this ‘momentary’ regret get in the way of the ‘greater-cause’..infact they have been like this for so long that they dont ‘have-to-be’ strong anymore when needed..they ‘are’ strong, by default..and that is what makes them the ‘chosen-one’.. cz they will stick to their rights no matter what..even if they want to giveup, they will not...And its ok to have moment of weakness, moment of self doubt and moment of breakdown..and also moment of correcting yourself, analyzing what could have been done better..maybe not intention perse but on the action front maybe..but if you are able to pull yourself together from all of this and ‘still believe in the cause’..this time maybe with a more ‘intense intensity’, bring your brick-spine on in the game again..and again..and fight..this time with more passion, better actions..and believe, you are THE fighter..and you are THE righter!! Choose the chosen-one in you..and ‘make it count’!! 

Inspiration Courtesy - Those who try to bring you down, who try to extinguish the righteous fire inside you, who can never empathize, who never sympathise, who never consider your umpteen goods but counts your ‘nil’ bads..and who give you more chances to become the fighter that you are..

AND Rowling(for the phrase chosen one) and James Cameron (for Make it count)!!! 

‘Punya Tithi Smaran!!’ (Death Anniversary Remembrance)

We have not been best of friends majorly due to our differences in opinion..specially when it came to some of traditions / rituals / superstitions and stuff..and I use to fight with you a lot and you too..but that was JUST between us..happens in every relationship and ours was no different..now when I look back..i bet we had one of the best relationships ever..I cannot deny you use to make me feel special at many occasions specially in front of other folks..You care and concern for all of our healths..your lil presents that were exclusively for your grandkids and not even for ur own kids..and ur faux-pas every now and then(all funny ones though)..some of the best memories of my childhood and teenage have you in it..be it the bedtime stories that you use to tell..almost daily..without a miss, without getting irritated with our demands of new stories each day..be it those midnight cards playing sessions in ur insomaniac days..the kulfi and mango eating sessions in summers..and the game of ‘ashta-changa’(desi ludo)..watching Ramayan / Mahabharata / Jai Veer Hanuman / Shree Krishna together weekend mornings..taking dictations from you and writing bhajans in ur bhajan notebook..and not to forget, and I bet, you are(yes its ARE and not WERE, cz u r still here..) the only Dadi who even use to watch cricket with us and knew the guys in Yellow Jersey r the winners most of the time and use to curse them in ur own cute ways..and tell the beads of rosary to make India win!! I can go on-and-on about the memories that are flooding in right now as I write all of this.. 

Whatever differences we had..u were the reason behind it..cz I got those Genes of ‘fighting spirit’, ‘never giving up’, ‘getting things done my way’, ‘fight for the right’, ‘speak out ur mind and heart fearlessly’...all from you..we were same in many ways and I use to secretly love it (and I am sure u did too).. when they said I am your grandkid not only in ‘flesh’ bt in ‘soul’ too..We all miss you badly..but we know u r our guiding angel and u are watching over us all the time.. 

and Hope u r doing well and are in YOUR HAPPY PLACE, wherever that is!! 

PS - I miss her every time I see a sparrow..she always said that she wanted to be a sparrow in next birth so that she would not have joint-aches, can fly anywhere without any help and do not have to diet and can survive on dal-chawal-water only without having cravings...#aww aint it!! 

#oneYearWithoutBau #majorMissing #memoryFlood 

Purpose of life..Philosophical Crap!?

Life is transient..sounds cliched and boring, philosophical without a context aint it?!.. 

and God forbid anyone of you reading this, ever get to feel or recall it in an actual context!! 

Unfortunately ship sailed for me today.. Heard demise of a very dear friend’s father and though I havent talked to her in ages..and we usually only connect twice a year on our birthdays, but in that moment, I literally felt her pain, a hollowness sinking in stomach..and recalled everything I had known of her ever..and how would she be feeling..all of this in mere few minutes.. I felt like reaching her somehow..not over call but physically,in-person..as she sits miles apart..and comforting her(dont know how)..just want to be there with her..less to make her feel better because that is impossible when you lose a parent and more to just keep a check on her..making sure she keeps it together be it barely, somehow sails through all this and occasionally cries out or maybe just blabber on bout her feelings..vent out the helplessness if she could if not sadness..to me..

ohh..its so tough and so damn unfair to lose a Parent unexpectedly!! 

They are so experienced and wise when they say no moment is as good as this one..and I am not talking only about living it off, making it count, yolo, travel the world and stuff..but more like, guilt it out, love it off, be there with family without waiting for any occassion, share the joy even if its small..cz you never know when you wil get a personalized customized context for all of this crap and that is when you wil realize that afterall this wasnt so crappy and maybe herez hidden the so called ‘purpose of life’!!

#RIP #loveToBlossom

Universe?! God?!

“He was breathing heavily..more than I have ever heard him breathe..somewhere inside my head, his angry voice was still hammering on..he just had a fight with a loved one..so of course the after effects were intense and not indifferent..I tried to hold him but he pushed me away..it scared me..but I knew this was not him..i mean this was him but at the core, I knew he would not want to hurt me..infact he said that too while pushing me away..that I better let him calm down on his own lest let him hurt me and repent later..so I gave him a ‘breather’..I could not show that I was scared..one because It was not the moment and two..I was more shocked than scared to react..

It kept me thinking..how we live with a living breathing soul day in and day out..think we know him to the core..can see his soul almost..and still not able to reach out to him when it actually matters..was I a failure?! Or Was he the reluctant one?! And suddenly the paradigm shifted to a much deeper thought, that I probably knew and understood since long but rarely experienced or lived!”

We talk about connecting the globe when all we should have focussed on was connecting the souls..

Infact connecting to one’s own soul if one could..that would be the answer to many of our questions, balm to the severe pain, climax of all our anxiety, bridge to all burnt bridges, end of all our suffering, philosophy of life..because though we, as humans, may have hardly succeeded to find things and solutions and answrs outside us, we might as well try and find one within!

#harHarMahadev #kannKannMeBhagwan #ahamBrahmaAsmi #krishnaIsUniverse #befriendYourOwnSoul

#randomness

#janmashtmiThought

#shirin

Inspiration Courtesy : A random incident from ‘Shirin’s’ life!! 

You owe it to YOU!

There comes a point in life when you have to choose between the ambitious you or the selfish you or the kind you and the YOU you..the complete you who has a broader perspective towards life, who has a holistic approach in life...

Every good thing that comes to you comes with a tradeoff and this junction will be no different..but what I have learnt in life is, its the YOU you who brought you till here..so you owe it to YOU and choose it everytime you are on a crossroad..and I know people will talk about risk taking, taking a step ahead, exploring some aspect of your personality and growing as a human..bt isnt the whole point of exploring is to find yourself, find happiness and peace and what if you already have it?! 

The devil’s advocates who are still around might say explore MORE so u find smthing BETTER..bt another good thing I have learnt with time and experiences is..good things are good things..there is no superlative degree attached to them.. u r happy you r happy..u r content, so u r!! Why trade it for anything!!

May be you know what YOU want from your life better that the world.. and so you should respect your choices more since you owe it to urselves more than anyone else in this world, owe ‘prior’ to urselves than anyone elsein this world!

So next time you see any ‘diversions’..you know what to do😜😊👍

#patOnBack

#selfLove

#selfRespect

Inspiration Courtesy : To be bery honest, Sickness and Boredom lured me into writing this chunk! I owed it!! 😝

Paa | ChapterFour | Decisions Turned Right

Ok so for those of you dear readers,  who have read the chapters till now, and are still hanging on to hear my story, you might be skeptical about the truthfulness of the stories..how can things be picture perfect..You are right!! 

Father-daughter had their own ‘sumptuous’ share of downns and Man believe me..they were like real LOWS! 

She went through a rebellious phase..and it was difficult to explain things to her..not becuse of the strong headed girl he made her to be..but because of the injustice that was around her, the fighter that she was and of course the hormones of a teenager played major roles..

Blame anyone or anything.. but She messed it up couple of times! Badly..for herself, for family but most importantly for him!! 

Everyone blamed him..brutally..for making her independent, for giving her liberty and perks..Ignorant of the fact, that it was ‘her’ fault and nobody else’..

And more than her’s..it was people’s fault who did not know any truth behind what happened but were ready to blame both her and him..

But as I told you guys..he was no ordinary parent..he still had faith in his own prenting guide n its principles.. He did not cage her..unlike other parents who would have done that..not only cz he had soft corner for her as a father, but cz he knew her the most at core..he knew her goodness and what she could do with her life if given second chance!! And that the world could be deceiving if he would see with their eyes but not with that of a Father’s..and at last.. his forgivenss, his mentoring, his love, his decisions, all paid off..She made a decent life of the chance she was given..and they both were proud.. he of course was as every parent is..but she had more pride in him..for parent like this were rare..and she had learnt to treasure it and how!! 

#FathersDayConfessions

#Chapter4

#hisDecisionTurnedOutRight

Inspiration Courtesy : Paa!!❤️

Paa | Chapter Three | His Struggles Paid Off

The month end was nearing and so was his salary..He wanted to sit till late in the office..so that he can prepare himself to go back home ‘normally’..he never wanted his children to know that he was worried..or they had some financial crisis..or worry of any kind.. and some would disagree to this mode of ‘parenting’ saying that children should be made aware of matters like this so that they feel responsible..but when did he ever follow the ‘rule-book’..he had his own checklist of how to be a good parent, which he prepared out of his own instincts, and he knew very well how to stick to it.. 

He came late from the office that day..Children had slept by then..He gently sneaked in their room and kissed them both ‘belated’ good night..

He made this a habit..not sure if it was out of love or did he know that it held a deeper meaning..it made them feel more connected and secured..and they slept assured..without worries..

28 years have passed..but whenever they are around, he still kisses them good night..sometimes now, once in blue moon, if he forgets, children themselves make sure they give-take the bedtime kiss..its more out of habit now it seems..but deep down, its still the same..they want to feel his love, his care, his concern..and make him feel the same now that they are grownups.. not that they dont know it..but sometimes one needs to show..and he as a Father has taught them this..he never missed one chance of showing how much he loves them..

and about his habit of not sharing worries with his children..it did not work out so well in these years..it is hard for either parties to hide anything of critical importance..they still have secrets of their own..life demands it..but they hide everything except for their state of mind and their feelings..which is enough to be there for each other, help each other..without knowing the worldly peripheral reason for it..somehow unknowingly the seed of bond, connection, care bore the fruits of transparency, conversation, understanding...

#ChapterThree

#hisStrugglesPaidOff

Inspiration Courtesy : Paa! ❤️

Paa | Chapter Two | His Dreams Were Shaping

He came tired from office..Both mentally and physically..his work was demanding..But showed no signs of it..not today, not anyday..

Instead he finished his dinner in a hurry..and in moments he had piles and piles of books around him..School books..notebooks.. Of different subjects.. of 2 different grades.. and had 2 blank unruled pages.. on which he was writing some subject names and some numbers..

As the exams of his children approached, every year,he planned to help them with their studies and revision..

He was and expert at most subjects but social science and GK were his forte one would say.. and it was quite obvious considering he was known for his general sense and civic sense at workplace..

He handed over one page he has just finished writing to his son and other to his daughter..they both were waiting for it and knew the ritual..the pages contained their respective subjects and chapter numbers and topics in front of them to be revised.. Once they have done revising something, they just have to circle the same on the paper and the following evening Paa would test them on the same..

And again unlike the most fathers around them, their’s would never hit them if they failed the test..infact he would not even scold them..but would help them to learn..solve their difficulties..motivate them to just better themselves everyday..and would love them even more when they were at their weakest..

And none of the three knew, he was unintentionally shaping his dream (nope, nothing fancy of making his children ‘bda aadmi’ or something..just happy ones!! His only dream was to see his family happy and healthy) and in the process, was shaping them for their life..for what they would become as adults..as individuals..

#chapterTwo

#hisDreamsWereShaping

Inspiration Courtesy : Paa!! ❤️

Paa | Chapter One | His Angel Was Born

He suddenly heard the cries of the newborn, and crossed fingers; for in his place, gender identification of unborns was not legal..so he was anxious about whether its a gal or a boy..

On contrary to the general trend then in his extended family and around, he wanted a baby girl this time. Infact the deal between him and his wife was - if the first born is a girl, they would only have one child; but if its a boy, they would definitely have a second and wish its a gal. It, whose cries he was hearing, was the second born. So his anxiety and excitement was at its peak. 

He rushed towards the birthgiving ward where his wife was admitted, and asked the nurse who had just come out from the ward, if it was a boy or a gal.

And he could not resist his tears of joy for the one wish he had been praying for in a very long time..was finally granted..

Not that he did not love the firstborn son, he loved him equally, he was his world and universe!! But we cannot deny the general love-bias of Fathers for daughters and Mothers for Sons!! And Case here was no different.

After a wait of few mins, which to him seemed like ages, visitors were finally allowed in the birthgiving ward.

He took a deep breath, felt nervous, almost sweating with excitement and flew on foot at once to see her.

What he felt next was almost surreal..he had experinced the fragrance of a new born, its tininess, its fragility, its innocent-aura before too..but this seemed something divine to him!! As if this baby gal he was holding in his arms was answer to all his prayers!! Solution to all his problems!! Door to happiness!! Ray of hope!! And everything else that defines and brings prosperity and happiness!!

He, till date, after 28 years, is not sure that what he felt that day when he first held her, was a dream or reality! For he never experinced somethig like that again ever, not even close. And neither was he able to describe tht feel to anyone. Maybe he did not want to. He wanted everything between them, everything for her, to be exclusive and special!! 

#chapterOne

#hisAngelWasBorn

Inspiration Courtesy : Paa!!!❤️❤️❤️