#Amazing….

#Amazing….

 

The phone starts singing the monotonic ringtone. I answer it and lady over the line starts the race of her words.

“Good evening Sir, Sir how are you, I am calling from “AlwaysDisturbPeople telecom services private limited” Sir can you please let me know your age please “

Who says only women don’t like to be asked about their age, any person above 60 would shudder to answer this question. The lady who is least bothered for my answer and how I feel continues her marathon of words.

“We have an offer going on for senior citizens, if you buy our smart phone plan ……”

Senior citizen, smart phone!!! Her two words are enough to make me feel least interested in any further lovely discussion, I just cut the call. My stranger train companion, who was miffed with me minutes ago, looks at my antique phone and probably derives a conclusion for my annoying behaviour towards him. But seriously how can you not avoid peeking on the gadget, while he is enjoying watching a love scene on it.

Anyways the whole generation of smart phone addicts are an enigma to me. My grandkids call me archived version, they say” Pa you need to upgrade yourself.” I look around in the train and like any other day people are scrolling on screens, like mice nibbling on cheese, aimlessly looking for something, engrossed in their own world. Most interesting are people with headphones on and book in hand and music loud enough to wake up a sleeping dog. I wonder how there brain works or rather whether it works. And yes how can I miss the ones whose game achievements and sense of triumph will put Alexander the great at shame!!Finally the breed of hashtags, what on earth does that mean!!!!

Other day I overheard someone talking about a new gadget called Google eyes or was it Google glasses, whatever!!! But yes it sure made me think, imagining everyone in train wearing them, looking in void, moving their hands and fingers in air for controls, it definitely would be much more entertaining train ride.

My phone starts singing again and probably it’s the same Miss telecom. I hope they have some offer like two months free crash course in using smart phones for senior people like us. That probably would be much more enticing or should I say #amazing!!!!

 

The Wait….

The Wait….

He sat there amongst the crowd, waiting for her, desperate to meet her. Sargam entered, dressed in sleek brown trousers and freshly pressed chiffon white bow tie blouse. Her hair neatly tied in a ponytail. She gracefully walked towards centre seat, arranged specially for her, with books piled on the table. She exchanged smiles with the crowd, as she picked the book and recited few lines from it.

 

“I kept waiting for you,

Though they said u never would.

My love will change all,

That’s what I always thought.

Like a bird whose nest is lost,

My heart cried in your loss.

I waited till the end of my days,

Hoping for a reason as always….”

 

As she finished reciting the lines she glanced at the crowd, her eyes met his. She had first seen him that morning in the laundry shop. Sargam was startled. She thought he had stopped following her, she thought she had managed to escape him. As she finished the book, the care-givers came and thanked her for volunteering and helping to read out to the elderly people. He was waiting for the event to get over. As soon as Sargam wrapped and hurried outside, he blocked her way.

“Can you please return me what’s not yours, sorry we couldn’t do much to fix it” as he handed over the packet to Sargam.

Sargam was confused, scared, she peeped in the packet. She burst out laughing.“Give me a minute I will be back”. After some time Sargam stepped out wearing her stained white chiffon bow tie blouse and returned the similar one back to the new laundry guy.

The Defining Moment…

The Defining Moment…..She sat there all alone, starring at her mobile screen, looking at the sunset and puffing away the last cigarette from the packet. The emotion was not new to her, the pain was not new, the loneliness wasn’t new, and the shattering of her hope was not new too. She had been a strong woman always. Her bad childhood had given her the maturity, death of her true love had given her the courage to survive the worst, and her bad past abusive relations had made her stronger than ever before. She had survived her fights but at the price of losing her innocence, her bubbly nature, her sensitivity towards life.

But his words made her to believe in her dreams again, his company made her smile again, his love for her made her feel like a woman again, his presence wiped away the bitterness in her. She had found her companion in him, her hope, and her happiness. To her he was the one to whom she could believe in, the one to whom she could give up her guard on her emotions and immerse in him. He had changed her to a woman she always wanted to be, but not for long.

She flipped through his messages , hurt by his betrayal, his lies ,his shallow words , smiling at her own foolishness . Yes it was the defining moment for her , the moment which had made her more stronger more bitter, the moment where she despised life more , the moment which had killed her hopes ,the moment which had changed her beliefs forever .

Forever and ever…..

They were sitting, snuggled up together, with her back resting on his chest and his legs wrapped around hers, against the bed rest, listening to there favourite song. Life was never so beautiful. It was cold , dark and dull outside, but there magical chemistry had filled the room with warmth and brightness. For them the darkness, the eerie silence, the dry cold winds   nothing outside mattered at all. There relationship had been through a rough patch so far.

Together they always shared an astronomical relation. The girl stubborn ,  who hardly made any friends , was so easily absorbed by his true love, was beyond anyone’s reasoning. She loved absolutely everything about him, the way he looked at her, the way he rubbed his thumb against hers  when they held hands , the way he  passionately talked about his dreams , the way he hugged her, the way he slightly shied to express his love, everything mesmerized her.For him she was his world, his dreams were for her, his every challenge , every hurdle was for her, his life was incomplete for her, his every breath was for her. But society didn’t approve there destiny together.

The weather outside was  stormy , with chilly winds, heavy rains , but they two were cosily snuggled together in the warmth of their room. He tenderly kissed her neck, she lovingly rubbed her cheek against his. She turned around, he pulled her tightly towards him , they shared the most divine kiss. It was early morning , but the darkness of the wild night had still buried the brightness, the crime squad had sealed the room , collecting evidence to label the two bodies snuggled together as a suicide case.

Journey….

Journey….

Dreams of unseen land
Kept me calling
To touch this sand
I despised my being

 
Those traditions and culture
Made me feel like a prisoner
So I was eager to uncover
This new Life, assumed to be cheerfuller

Now here I stand
Away from my land
Free from the ties
But lost in open skies

Oh I wish to bond
To tie back those strings
To be embraced in your warmth
To go back to my beginning

 

 

 

Do I deserve this

Do I deserve this?

It was a beautiful day.After a long stretched heat spell , the fragrance of the soaked mud was so refreshing. The few showers had transformed the ambience to a dreamy scene where everything seemed just perfect.Sarah was leaning over the window , sipping hot coffee and enjoying the droplets that tenderly kissed her cheeks.It had been a lazy saturday for her.Sarah completely enjoyed the privileges that the working ladies hostel had to offer, no one to nag her to wake up early, do her bedding, finish up her chores.But the captivating weather reminded Sarah of her home town where she and her friends would drench themselves in the first showers and return home to enjoy some good mom made food. She wanted to recreate those memories so decided to plan something with her roommate.

Renny was not just a roommate but they were buddies since the uni days.They two had shared their lows and highs.Today Renny was working half day.Sarah tried calling Renny so they could plan something for evening, but she could only reach Renny’s recorded voice message.The clock struck one and Sarah knew ,soon Renny would arrive and then they could plan something interesting.As Sarah was browsing through the magazines, Renny rushed in, buried herself in the bed and started crying.Sarah could guess the reasons behind her sobs.Reluctantly she approached Renny , hugged her and silently tried to console her while stroking her back.

Renny uttered some broken words “Today again, saw him mingling with a new joinee.How could he do this to me. I don’t deserve this.”Sarah lost her patience, she pulled herself away from Renny and gave a sigh. Renny was shocked to see Sarah’s reaction.Sarah blurted “You know what Renny, you and Jack broke up a month ago and since then almost everyday you come back with a sad gloomy attitude.I have been trying to cheer you up in all possible ways but nothing seems to work. Even I don’t deserve what you are throwing at me.Renny felt more miserable. Sarah regained her calm, hugged Renny again and whispered “Renny in life we are connected to many things which we can’t choose, like our parents, our financial backgrounds, our physical capabilities.People like you and me are fortunate enough to have good parents, good financial backing and don’t have to deal with any physical or mental incpability.Do we ever question this , do we ever ask do i deserve this?We never question whatever good comes along our way, we act as if we are entitled for it. The moment things go against our plans we start blaming, getting miserable and self-pity ourselves.I know some things don’t work out as we had planned, as we wanted them to be, but there are far better things in life which we have and which we actually don’t deserve. Think about that.” Sarah’s words were sensible.Renne for a change decided to enjoy the beautiful weather which they were bestowed with.

You are KARMA!!

You are KARMA!!
The room was filled with excitement. All bags were packed and anxious little hands were ready to pick them out and rush out of the room.It was last day of the school final term.Every kid was looking forward for the summer break.No matter how good their teacher was, nothing better than following no routine for a month.Just before school bell could sing the song of the summer break the class teacher assigned the project for there holidays.The kids had to write an essay on “What is KARMA?”.
The bell buzzed the music of summer break and the kids ran out of their rooms. Nina was as excited as everyone else.She galloped towards the gate jumped in her mom’s car , flung the bag on the seat , belted herself and relaxed .Never did Nina looked so charged at the end of a tiring school day. Mom looked at her through the mirror and smiled. Nina smiled back. Mom asked in a mischievous tone “So Nina what do you want for your lunch box for Monday?” Nina smiled and replied in mirthful tone “Mama I will like an egg sandwich” and then had a belly laugh, mom joined her too.Then all of sudden Nina asked Mom “What is Karma mama”. Mom was surprised “Where did you get that from Nina?”
Nina replied “Mama its our holiday project.”Mom first thought it is really a strange topic for 12 yr old to ponder on.But anyways she had to answer her daughter’s query so she won’t treat her homework of less importance.Mom started assembling her thoughts together so she could give a meaningful answer which her 12-year-old could relate to.

Mom explained “Nina you must have heard of the proverb as you sow so shall you reap.In plain words it means if you sow good seeds you will get good fruits to enjoy for the rest of your life.We tend to term it as KARMA.But many times it happens in life, that you think you are doing the right things and expect rewards in return but it doesn’t turn out to be as expected.This makes you annoyed and confused that all such beliefs of doing good deeds are superfluous. This is where we make mistake. We never truly understand KARMA.We can’t just sow a seed and expect fruits from it,it needs to be nurtured by someone to be able to bear fruits.That someone is KARMA, and that someone is you. You have the power to love, appreciate,nuture and acknowledge someone else’s good deeds, you have the power to reward others good work, you have the power to fight , protect, help and care for people weaker than you.But in life we forget our role of KARMA for others.We just wander around complaining than our KARMA is lost.”

Nina seemed to be happy with the answer. Mom realized what a brilliant subject the teacher had assigned to her kids.This was the right age where kids need to assimilate such thoughts so that they can grow up into more stronger responsible individuals.

Million Dollar Lottery!!!

Million Dollar Lottery:)!!

We have just entered the new year, and big giant gadget companies have already planned their new launches.I am still struggling to decide whether I should buy the big FRUIT’s new alphabet, and already my pending purchase seems to be outdated.I wish the “techlicious” FRUIT was as moderately priced as the real apple .I think all construction, finance, educational, software etc companies pay some royalty to these big gadget companies to keep introducing new tempting devices, so we weak-minded employee’s slog much more to meet our own demands.I feel the innovators of these gadget companies probably belive only first half of the famous proverb “APPLE A DAY…”, rest of the proverb is insignificant for them.But for me these apple prices demand working harder and thas not really going to keep the doctor away.These are the times when I always dream “oh I wish i would win a million dollar lottery”.

Just imagine like any ordinary weekday you are pushing yourself to office, waiting for your bus, and keeping own self entertained with again the FRUIT company’s inventions plugged to your ears and suddenly the radio jockey’s news makes you super alert. The news “yesterday’s million dollar lottery prize winner is still unknown”.You immediately realize that it could be you and rush for your outdated surfing gadgets to check the wining number.Jeez!!!It is you the WINNER!!!Your rational mind is struggling to absorb this information that you are a millionaire.You are gobsmacked,you take a deep breath , never before did mundane act of breathing made you feel so lively.First thing that comes to your mind is lets take a taxi, reason one because you want to celebrate the moment and most important the adrenaline realising in your body is actually straining your muscles and making your legs weaker to survive in the public transport drill.You hire a taxi and start planning your future…..,
” first of all I will go to office head to manager and put down my resignation letter, I would even be ready to compensate on monetary basis to get relived early.Then my rich life begins, first few days I will just enjoy have the best gourmet food, best boutique clothes , purchase whatever I had hesitated before to buy because of money constrain, then I will pay off all house and car loan and all pending credit cards amount, ok now I feel a bit poor again as a large amount from million dollar has already vanished within days, I need to invest wisely. The best option seems is to buy a property and rent it so I have an incoming income immediately.Thas it nothing left from million dollars. The incoming from rented property can’t help me much, no good education for kids no luxurious life style,infact I will be worst than what I am today. Oh god inflation has swallowed my million dollar dream too.I never thought million dollar reality will be so ordinary. Thank god I didn’t make a hurry to submit my resignation over SMS. Thank god I have a job still. I need to upgrade my dream to multi million dollar but then again it will have its own limitations”

You get out of the taxi , smiling at yourself because probably that was the only time you felt like a rich person and head straight to the office and lock yourself in your routine work.

NAIL POLISH

Nail Polish
Its a beautifull saturday morning as always.Start of weekend , still monday seems far far away. Lots of time to get drowned under the corporate waves again.Everything seem so perfect with my 3 yrr old daughter siting beside me and engrosed in her play no cries no tantrums , oh perfect bliss.So I decided to have some “My” time and pamper my nails.And as expected my daughter comes to me and utters quietly in a apprehensive tone “mamma my turn now ..color my nails please” I am more than happy and carefully paint her tiny liitle delicate nails.This saturday really seems wonderfull with me and my daughter having a perfect time together, subtle gesture of applying nail polish has bought so many giggles , kisses , hugs and “mamma I love u”. Nothing seems to go wrong today and then I hear a knock on the door.I gather myself and open the door and what a suprise one of our close family friend decides to drop in and as she is passing by to attend a wedding.My daughter comes running thrilled on hearing her voice and gives her a big hug, but more than that she is excited to show freshly painted nails to her lovely aunt.Once my little angel is satisfied that she had a enough time with her aunt, she goes back and starts playing again.I and and my friend have a good chat and then she heads towards her actual planned weekend event.before she says good bye she shares a thought with me “Deepti isn’t seri too young for nail polish and stuff , you better be more carefull about things you allow her to do otherwise she will give you a hard time as a teenager”.I just node my head and wave her goobye and shut the door with just the opposite emotion and mood when earlier I had opened it.

I sit down quietly and my dear friend’s advise dominate my thoughts “isn’t she too young… ” , “hard time as she grows up”… Like any super consious cautious first child parent I start analyzing my parenting “am I grooming my child properly?”.First of all why a mere action of allowing my child to use a nail polish is wrong and I know many people form indian community will advise the same way as my friend did .Why do we associate such gestures of self grooming to a more bold behaviour.why dose our commnity get so judgmental about people who take an extra effort to appear more presentable?I think such judgemental people sub consiouly link this tendency of self beuatification with loose character attitude.Same hypocrites which inlcude both men and women start preaching about respect for women when some brutal gruesome incidents occur on women in the society.I think thas where we need to change as society,the attitude, its no just respect but stop being judgemental on any mere appearance.I was lucky to be born and brought in family which never stopped me from my choices of attire or appearance just because of the fear of society how I will be judged by others.Thanks dad and mom for entrusting in me this values to not judge people on there looks by allowing me my independece to choose the way I want to look.

I am now happy about my today’s unintentional lesson to my daughter by allowing her to choose what she wanted to and not planting seeds of jugding people based on appearnace.I am happy I didn’t stop her or refuse her to use the nail polish explaining its for grown ups and not for a sweet innocent baby like her. Today really is a wonderfull day that I preserved my girls innocence of not to categorize people based on looks by allowing her choice to use the NAIL POLISH.