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Just few more weeks to go….

Though the oncoming responsibility is nearing the shore to put down its anchor, for me, it still seems to be on the horizon. The realization will dawn over the time, I suppose, just like in the process of marriage…

Every month, on reading the fetal development facts online or from magazines, I am amazed at the marvelous project called human being created or formed by the Unknown. I presume, this complexity maybe far far higher than that from other organisms. Read the rest of this entry »

Why do we wanna fall in love?

This was a dialogue in the film, The Mirror Has Two Faces, recently aired in an English Movie channel. The thoughts about love, the science behind it, the hormones evolved, the feelings generated, are these the answers? Some say its complicated, but still they do not want the loneliness.

By love here, I did not meant the common notion of love. I would rather extend the question by changing it to,

“Why do we wanna be loved?”

Now, this type of love, can in be of any form. Close friends or confidante, best friends, co-workers, room mates, parents, siblings, spouse, children, or for that matter, any stranger. I recently heard on the “First Ladies” interview show, a definition of love, from our own SRK, that says, love comprises various ingredients in various proportions, the ratio which changes over time. I truly agree to it. Maybe this multiplicity factor complicates it more. Read the rest of this entry »

“I love you dear”
“I love you too Mom…”
And then they embraced together and cried. That was the end of the film.

Amrita was crying in her seat. I blinked my eyes to ward off the tears. People had started to move out of the theater. It was our usual habit for the rush to calm down first and then to move out. The background song of the film was still playing somewhere in the corners.

The ending words of the film were still ringing in my ears. When had I said the same to my Mom? But how to say? I am not a child or boy anymore. I am a grown up man now. I have a wife now. We have been married for around 5 years now. It was her plan to watch the film in theater. Among the Indian audiences. After all, we had been living abroad for 3 years now. And maybe living again when she is well enough. Mom. no, Mamma. That’s how I call her. Her operation was held just one month ago. And my vacation which I beautifully clubbed with the fine excuse, is about to finish. This weekend we will be flying again, if tickets are obtained. The same old job, the same old routine, the same old woodhouse in US, where only me and Amrita lived, the same old house where I will miss having Mamma’s food. Read the rest of this entry »

The month of October would have been a relief to all the people who stay out of home. There were more than holidays comprising of Pooja holidays and the Diwali holidays. The working professionals had to take leave maybe, but that’s worthful, considering the importance of festivals and also because there is almost 2 months before the next Christmas/New Year holidays. Again now its loneliness and boredom for coming weeks. Atleast that’s what you feel when you board the train/bus back, at the end of the holidays, unless you are not dating at your workplace!

The students who study in colleges out of home town won’t be that bored I suppose, because college/hostel life is entirely different from the bachelor life. There maybe similarities in the freedom, but you seldom feel lonely enough to brood over. You never think of the future life or your goals and there is mostly the protective shade of parents over you. Once you start earning on your own, you are considered a grown-up and left alone at most of the times. There are friends to go out with but everyone is left on their own at some point of the other. Or maybe, you even sometimes feel low enough to not respond to any of them and be on your own. So on weekends or extra holidays or during those times, when we are on our own, we are unsure what to do at home.

Girls mostly prefer being at home, watching TV, or doing cooking experiments for themselves (which is very rarely nowadays) or reading some magazines or books or sleeping most of the time(mostly this is what happens). I don’t know much about guys, but I guess, (if no internet), they would do mainly sleeping (with Pop songs on??) or read some book (rarely??) or (if online) keep browsing or playing games(again with English Rock, Hip Hop or Rap songs on? ), if they are not hanging out with friends and having a drink!! Even I have been at home similarly doing all these. But looking back now, I feel I could have done something else like the following:
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“Bye Meeta ”
Shivraj called out while moving towards the door. It was already nearing 9 o’clock in the morning and he was contemplating the morning traffic already built up on the road. He opened the door and turned to check whether she heard or not.

“Aa rahi hoon”
Meeta was hurrying up from the kitchen towards the main hall. She was swaying away her disaligned hair with the back of her hand, and removing the pallu end from her waist, which she had pinned up so that it did not disturbed her while washing the dishes.

Shivraj stepped out calling out to her, “ Darwaza bandh karo ok? Mein chaltha hoon.. bye”
By the time, Meeta reached the door, Shivraj was walking away towards the garage to get his vehicle. Meeta closed the door and latched it slowly. It was the starting of another day.

It was 12 in the afternoon, when the calling bell rang. Meeta had completed washing the dishes after her breakfast with Shivraj, which they never miss to have together. After taking bath, she was reading the newspaper. There was news of blasts here n there, and few robberies. The same old news which appears daily, but with different places and names. She had got bored and had turned on the TV. The re-telecasting of famous serials had started as the afternoon streak emerged. Bored from seeing the same old serials, she was browsing through various channels, and had settled for two minutes on the Discovery Channel’s programme, “Forensic Investigators”.

She looked at the clock. “Who could be at this time at the door? Shiva never comes home for lunch.”
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Happiness. The word itself can make you smile if you are in a good mood, or can reflect all the bad memories if you are in a dull mood, and can set your minds thinking psychologically if you are bit crazy.

Thinking of third aspect, what is your ultimate goal in life? Some say, thats the question which drives our lives, some say its attaining Moksha or Nirvana, some say it is to perform our duties and responsibilities, and some even say its to reach near God! These are all spiritual goals in one way or another. What about materialistic goals? Gaining money or Becoming famous or is it living happily? I know I know, its all.

I remember studying a story as part of school curriculum, about three brothers. I don’t remember the exact details, but it was something like, inorder to settle the dispute (over the inheritance of wealth or something), the King announced that who ever is successful after 3 (or 5) years, he would be chosen as the favourable chosen person. The chosen one was a poor farmer, but he was happy. The story ends with the moral that contentment is the ultimate wealth.

Every person in the world faces troubles. There happens mood swings when all thoughts pour in your mind. The self-development and inspirational websites help us to some extent to give instant boost, but the effects fade away easily. In many of the websites, they preach to develop friends, or to get busy in something or other, or to work towards your goals and etc. But for all, you need a li’l inspiration, a lovely pat, a small cheer up or a wonderful smile…If you are happy and smiling, you can give a try making others smile too and talking them out. But what if you are not? Thats where we need to improve.

Some people call up their friends to talk. They are lucky to have such close ones to talk them out. But there are situations when they are not reachable or times when we cannot reveal to others. Some just brood over for some time and then recover themselves. Some just hide it in the corner of their heart leaving them to pile up and live as if nothing happened. Then when limit reaches, everything blurts out leaving you shattered. Is this worth? Can’t we share out? No. Because people are not willing to hear out the troubles of others, but just expects the world to solve all the problems.

Why don’t we share both the happiness and sorrows. Have people become so narrow minded or selfish? Some blame it on individual behaviour and some blame on the rules of the society. But isn’t it influenced by the environment we live in? Why don’t people change themselves and love others, instead of learning to hurt them. Why don’t they realize that the source of happiness and peace is themselves? As usual, there would be no answer…!!

The rise of a new dawn,
Or is it another dusk,
Yet another week forlorn,
When bygone memories sink

Its time I realize my priorities; they explain,
But to foresee not, the throne i bestow them,
Their blindness do pricks, and thrusts damn pain,
After all, how can they do to me such a maim!!!

Yesterday, I lost the stone-studded silver lucky ring while shooing away some flies. Some says its unlucky to lose gold and silver. What unluck more is going to come, I wonder…