Connecting people!

Last night, group of my classmates-turned-so-called-brand-new-friends asked me what makes me happy. This was before they answered the question for themselves. One said something about visiting and connecting every countryside while second said something about getting recognition for his work by people third said his whole never-ending to do list. Another said to connect with more people as fast as one can. In my defense, I said I love talking to people. It may sound unbelievable, I do love talking to people. But I’ve noticed that my level of communication drops as soon as I get familiar with a given person. Maybe I bore people faster than the speed of light.

My finest interactions and conversations have taken place with random strangers whom i meet and then never meet again. With certain surety to not meet and bore each other (if next time you and we got chance to meet!) like we’re doing together right now. The absence of baggage on how I’d behave or talk like or whatever with such people is such a relief. It is. I guess that makes me happy more than any-no-thing.

Related note: A friend once told me that we are here to leave behind witnesses that we were here. Strangers matters. Such Motivation, Much Inspiration. In that sense, I think i’m just happy collecting and connecting with more and more witnesses who don’t really matter but still do. As each and every one of you too!

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Ex-depression: Expression of depression

What a title? Some of you might be thinking it. Right? Be serious, it is about word the depression and the feeling depression. ‘Not funny… it takes guts to reveal it. Someone go through it and then you’ll get it. Well it’s just a cheap publicity stunt.’ And lots more opinions. And Here take mine. How come all of them remember about their harassments when their career is getting new lows? “Depressed about being depressed!”

Two perspective from both Positive and Negative sides:

Negative: Some celebrities (if you know who I’m talking about!) only came to media to talk about her/his depression and remembered her/his choice just before the release of the film. What a great timing! Movie will surely earn at least 100cr., now. If I am sucking at what I do, let’s tell people how depressed I am. The new trend is here, tada!!

Positive: They doesn’t suck at what they does… depression is a reality and there is still a stigma attached it. You won’t understand what impact this would have on the people who are actually going through it. Instead of neglecting it they might now dare to speak about this problem, accept it and work towards the cure. and I remember it once you only told me that if celebrities highly depressed and they take on pills. How come you suddenly feel that this is a publicity stunt?

Negative: I know and respect what she is going through but this time I am seeing it from the other angle too, and trying to put 2 and 2 together. All these things just before the release of their movie has definitely got a lot to do with it. Being depressed and selling your depression are two different things. Choices, depression or empowerment doesn’t appear on the front page of any magazine! It’s almost sounds like saying… I choose to brush my teeth or not… I choose to eat my food or not… these are not the choices that are denied nor do they define anyone.

Positive: But even if they tried to “sell” their depression it’s a help to those who are suffering through it. So eventually this will have good consequences. Have you been waiting for the future so that you can make a choice between drinking Iced Coffee and Cold Tea?

Negative: No please don’t use such issues to make me a choice between drinking Iced Coffee and Cold Tea. I loved it anyway! People will argue that we can choose, thing is that all we just have to accept the consequences. True. I am free to cut off my arm, too. Come to your point, How is it a help? Watch “the video” it’s is far away from reality and so much disturbing at a few points. If a girl in depression would watch it, I am sure it won’t do any good to her.

Positive: Why deviate it to my choice… I didn’t like it either… but the depression thing is different… see I’ll tell you how it might help. You know in our society if you are depressed people will make a big deal out of it and think that you are mentally unstable but if I feel I suffer from depression I would not hesitate much in talking about it because depression is something which happened to someone as successful as celebrities and the fact that she is still doing well proves that it’s not a mental sickness and is as common as any other disease that can be cured and you can be normal again. You won’t be tagged as ‘pagal’ thereafter because if you are a pagal then so is celebrities. And we know the fascination we Indians have towards stars so don’t get started over who is celebrities and all that.

Negative: But my point is if you are depressed go to a doctor don’t use media as a platform for your publicity. And moreover if it comes out just before a movie release, then it’s high time for getting the clue that why has this depression stunt came out? Yes, already whole country knows that celebrities are depressed but coming up on a national platform just to show tears is definitely not done. News channels are meant for news but not for laying platform for movie promotions. It’s high time media should understand their responsibility on what to show and what not to show. There were a lot more depressed people in B-town who never came on camera to tell their stories. If you remember some like Jiya Khan, she was so depressed that it resulted in a suicide, but she didn’t have a movie to release around that time, hence she did not get a platform on national television. Let’s think it this way. You might be correct, here I am not talking about what is needed for depression patients. And people who are so depressed will definitely not be moved by a TV program. I am talking about today anything and everything has become so important about celebs which actually is not. And we must check the track of that particular one, before every movie release, they finds her/himself in a big controversy! Get over it! High time! Audience is not stupid.

Positive: A doctor? How do you know that depressed people will not be moved by a TV program? Whatever the celebrity does is his or her life. You have the choice of not watching it. You are no critique to analyze the entire situation. How sure can you be that this is a publicity stunt? Have you ever been depressed? Stop going on and on about things you don’t understand. Do you have verified information? See, your point of view is not wrong. But when someone places their views over yours accept them. If you think you are right, they are not wrong either. And we are no one to judge how things are. The views you presented above are not balanced. A journalist needs to be neutral, talking from both the sides. (We’re not a journalists) They are genuinely in depression, they chose to come forward and talk about it. All of us tend to take things so negatively these days that we forget the essence of it. Men already have the choice of doing what they are doing, women still suffer. We are not a weak that a video has to tell our women what to do. We have made our choice long back, we didn’t and patriarchy is a result of it.

Negative: I am not targeting any personal here I am just talking about the way media is being used. If I was really depressed it would not even strike my mind that I would go to a news channel and talk on television and rather I would have seriously gone to a doctor or anyone with whom I would feel happier. And about the video itself said it was their choice to do it or not to do it, but if they had done it, that obviously becomes a sign of acceptance that they are fine with the script. I know now this whole discussion can turn towards the freedom of expression and all and again the same points that it was on the viewers whether to watch it or not, I completely agree with it. And no one is saying that they were not under depression or just did it as an act. Again I would like to draw your attention to the argument which I am putting up since the beginning of this conversation that – why depression episode just before the release of the movie – why are there controversies always before the release of their movies always. For celebrities media has just become a packet of spice (“Masala”), which they would not hesitate to use whenever they want to create hype over a certain issue. I am not even saying that being a feminist is wrong, but if you are a feminist, get to the basic concept of feminism and not be a feminazi. Just feel “hell annoyed”, when such things come out in media and directly or indirectly wo-men are blamed for everything as if wo-men were responsible for every negative thing happening in the society with the wo-men. It is high time we must open up our minds and look into these things closely and “I do so”. On the point of being a critique, I say that, if the freedom of expression give someone a right to act in a movie or produce it, the same freedom of expression gives me a right to criticize it to the core, “if it hurts me anyway”. And yes, I do accept your point of view too, you have right to have your opinion, and I just telling that what is mine. I completely respect what you think, what celebrities thought and all of those who are in favour of it. If I would get depression I would rather go to a doctor than going to media. The fact is they are act-ors. Depression is the new fashion in town now. Lets see who is next in the line!  See, I can make things less complicated by these lines. Thank you.

What’s the basic difference between a some argument with logical reasoning and a knife!?
The knife has a point! and it has a logical deduction too to the end of the cutting edge day.

So copious Readers, what kind of laughter, there’s the kind of things that “makes you go hmmm”? huh?  Strange and meaningless talks you talk when you’ve nothing to talk about. Great point about boredom. That is why I found it as default brain space.

The negative is me and the positive is a friend. Maybe, by what their content say, you think the opposite. I’m just trying to cover up here to save a friend. Sorry my friend, I have to reveal it (Because I chose it! Made right choice. Isn’t it?!). Because “I think” we made a completely random, an awesome conversation that might people need to know. I don’t care if I get any punishment for it either 😛

Mean while readers might be thinking “Feeling like seating in some editorial room of news publication.” Anyways, Thank you for wasting your time and reading it.

Amusing random musings

No. This is not a western wind. Just a fresh air which wants to take part in tornado. Here it goes, the world will be different place if…

~ Creativity, Philosophy is part of the school education.
– Why?
~ For Life based education. And just not to complete grade based education.

~ University (college) education free for anyone.
– Why?
~ Came to know that most students have reason to avoid college’s higher education only for their money problems.
This point have ability to change the scenario.

~ Every handicapped person deserves our helpful hands and special services.
– Why?
~ Because they truly deserves it.

~ The person who wants it. For them “drinking” should not be illegal.
– Why?
~ Is that even deserves “Why?”? (the person should follow drink and drive rules in return)

~ Governments can rule in the country not on citizens heart and pockets.
– Why?
~ Do you wants to government rule on your heart and pockets?!

~ Every child, old person and in fact, anybody deserves a smile.
– Why?
~  🙂

~ Anyone should get what they want; at any cost even free.
– Why?
~ Don’t you just love the word “free”?!

~ One can leave their parents after high school and live independently on their own.
– Why?
~ Old age and orphan homes “thing” would/will not more part of the society. Young and old both minds could be more responsible towards their life and/or their goals and in the end they’d be responsible citizen of the world.

~ Meaning less movies should be give their half earned money to the needy people or even the new entrepreneur who wants/needs to start.
– Why?
~ You want it. You already lose my respect if you’re against this point.

~ Travelling should be free for the anyone who lives on the planet earth.
– Why?
~ Don’t you want it?!

In short, to avoid situation like when (if) I have two coins with me and there’s a beggar in front of me, I give one away and keep another to myself. That way, both the beggars are happy. Because both the parties are merely doing their job. This list is badly needed to avoid such situations. The list in no particular order but itself is so wrong that I can’t explain how stupid this sounds. Are you the same person who once saw things differently?! It isn’t about you finding your answers. It’s about you being brave enough to accept them.

Irony how, this list is still under in “What ifs” title. And it’s true to not just this idiot but also stupid, [Gut feeling is even/odd (in count of any) sense yet?!] Not making any sense, foolish or some-what-ifs-whose-whys-I-haven’t-figured-out-yet.

You know you are in Ahmedabad when…!

  • You realize the city you are brought up in will assume prime importance, as it tends to grow on you.
  • You enjoy monsoon seasons by just opening your room window.
  • Somebody says “Amdavadi atle haramzadi”. (and yes, that boiling blood inside you!)
  • Your parents have no worries about your night outs.
  • You speak to each dog you pass… by name… and s/he wags his tail at you.
  • You get 10₹ copy and 400₹ coffee on the same road.
  • You see those unknown Streets, Pols with artistic designs.
  • You taste delicious food of a chef in restaurants/hotels/dhabas who’ve no hotel management degrees.
  • People celebrate with food – and it’s more than just for nutrition, health or just filling the belly.
  • You find dalwada for the rains, Aamras for summer, fafda-jalebi for Dussehra, Undhiyu for winter…
  • You don’t even mind when people from other states give Ahmedabad a Foodiefied tag.
  • When a gourmet’s paradise, a hub for gastronomy, RK or Jay Bhavani vada pav, Karnavati dabeli, Dakor gota, farali buff vada, Honest bhaji pav, Continental/Indian/Chinese food at Choice, Havmor ice-creams, juice and snacks at Shambhu’s Coffee Bar, the exquisite Gujarati thalis at Vishala, Rajwadu and Gordhan Thal – these are a few names which have ability to appease your taste buds. (Which actually, tends to be on the the most mind-boggling variety of food and sweeter side of the Ahmedabad.)
  • Two things are always on the streets of Ahmedabad any time of the day or night – Food centres and dogs.
  • You know all seasons “almost winter, winter, Summer, still summer, construction and Monsoon.”
  • The biggest business in town – start start-ups, private/public Limited companies or sell a delicious food items.
  • There are more Pvt. Ltd. companies, food joints in the city than hair on your head.
  • You’ve never had grain alcohol.
  • You write a check on the wrong bank and it bothers you very badly or it covers you anyway.
  • You won’t believe your eyes when you see the lane (called Khau Gali) in the morning (when it is desolate and empty) and then see it come alive in the evenings.
  • You cannot wait to show the real Ahmedabad’s humble beauty to the non-residents, in all glory.
  • You stop to wonder that Ahmedabadis suffer from any-street-food-withdrawal symptoms every now and then.
  • An isolated small shed where a food item is cooked well, becomes famous without having any great infrastructure or ambiance to attract food lovers, for which there is absolutely no scarcity!
  • Two elders start that nostalgic talk about how they were in two adjacent home of the same societies, or were in two buildings of the same area, and how they used to roam around the awesome Ahmedabad, and you feel like going back in time when going out with friends did not mean AlphaOne/PVR/Iscon/10 Acres/City Gold/Wide Angle/Drive-In.
  • You hear a previously unheard of area ending with Nagar, Pur. Enough said.
  • You keep arguing and fighting with your friends from the other part of Ahmedabad, as to whether east Ahmedabad is better or west Ahmedabad, without any meaning anything you say. Because you already know Ahmedabad is too good to just a part of it, when you have an opportunity to love the whole of it.
  • Its takes more time from Ahmedabad airport and/or railway station to city than from Mumbai airport and/or railway station to Ahmedabad.
  • You can’t remember the roads no matter how hard you try.
  • You find yourself drawn to S.G., C.G. Road or on a national highway every day.
  • Crossing two or more lanes in a single lane-change is considered “going with the flow”.
  • The faster you drive through a red light, the smaller the chance you have of getting hit by traffic policemen.
  • Distance just not defined in terms of time, but two different measures while going and coming back!
  • When asked how your trip was to any exotic place, you say, “It was different.”
  • Nothing is at your walk able distance capacity.
  • The ideal idea of a traffic jam is twelve cars waiting to pass a tractor.
  • When you found yourself lost and the person suggest you to go Central Bus Terminus (Lal Darwaja) – Because according to him/her, that’s almost the only easiest way to find where you exactly are and now you could move, wherever you want to move in whole city.
  • “Okay so I took a right, then a left, then left again, then I came to a circle from where I took the turn on the right and… is that the same tree I passed at the beginning of my ride? What?!” this situations quit normal in the city called Ahmedabad.
  • According to your mom, Khakhras, theplas should be/are at the top and best in your travel food list.
  • You can start your conversation and make friendship with anybody by just saying “કેમ છો ?” (Kem cho?). Yes, Ahmedabadi are the friendliest people you ever could found.
  • One side of the road has heavy traffic from 8-11 A.M. and the exactly opposite side from 6-9 P.M..
  • The road you took in the morning is all fine but is dug up beyond recognition by the evening.
  • It is normal to see an old man riding through town on a riding bicycles or any vehicles.
  • When 3 year olds near you communicate in three languages! Gujarati, Hindi and English?!
  • A Gujarati person tries to speak Hindi way too fast.
  • People call everyone older than you “ભાઈ ” (bhai), “બેન” (ben). Still. Not uncles and aunties!
  • “વહાલા” (Vahala), “બકા” (Baka), “દિકા”  (Dika), “બેટા” (Beta) are terms of endearment the same as “honey” “sweetheart” “dear”…
  • “some” don’t use turn signals because everybody knows where they’re going.
  • Your school/college classes were cancelled because of bomb threats, heat but not the cold.
  • You’ve ridden the school/college bus for an hour each way.
  • You’re born on July 3 and your family receives gifts from the local merchants because you’re the first baby of the year.
  • Your parents and grand parents attending sort of informative seminars, Gujarati Dayro, Bhajans, at a packed halls, grounds or any of the temple or at clubs. while your friends are attending an equally packed Ahmedabad palace grounds to get sunburnt, or any other music festivals and both are cursing the same time deadline.
  • We mind our own businesses. Like seriously!
  • Your “Vacation” means going to the family reunion. In weekends.
  • The local paper covers national and international headlines on one page but requires, 3 pages for sports, 5 pages for advertisements.
  • Night-life strictly sticks to the night. Especially during the festival Navaratri. Quite literally.
  • The signals are so long the rickshaw driver had time to get out, clean the wind shield and smoke a cigarette.
  • Auto drivers don’t come where you want to go but you go where auto drivers are willing to take you!
  • You know there are more real estate based advertisement papers than total number of newspapers.
  • Some Ahmedabadi’s morning starts with some radio stations. (Clarification: I don’t know any) But Still.
  • Public transportation is overflow with most of students.
  • At a times, you think river front garden is “nature”.
  • You find yourself alone on your vehicle with defining your own definition of freedom.
  • When somebody say food is their first and only priority and you keep telling them it’s scientifically incorrect.
  • You do awesome weird stuff and do not update it on social platforms.
  • You say “the city” and expect everyone to know you mean west Ahmedabad.
  • You get a thought of starting a start-up or even any social meet-ups.
  • The social meet-ups organize at the coffee shop, the garden or in any play ground.
  • Aunties in your neighbourhood scream at the top of their voices asking you to play in playgrounds, and go poker face when you ask them to find a place for you to play there, if at all there are any playgrounds left in the locality.
  • You’ve fun arguing with Ahmedabadi policemen.
  • You’ve that extra born right to annoy your neighbours.
  • You realize this is written by just another Ahmedabadi.
  • You get to know you actually are in Ahmedabad.
  • When you know there’s a lot other things remains unmentioned here. And that’s probably fair because one just can’t sum up 464 km² city with few lines.

To the outsiders,
Oh… have I tempted you enough to plan a visit to Ahmedabad yet?!
Aavjo to pachi 🙂

Memories

You know it’s time to write a blog post when you start typing random things and keep on deleting them. Today was one of those days. So, here I am. Okay nothing just stupidity here. If you don’t have occupied your time somewhere. Yeah then, you’re welcome to join me and my not-at-all-writing skills.

I was in this extremely boring wedding today so I was doing all sorts of shit to keep myself occupied. And entertained. Seriously hat’s off for the women who wears saaris and handle themselves smoothly. Of course I’ve received some good compliments for it. But it just not my cup of coffee. Handled myself very I was eating paneer tikka with noodles and I was mixing orange juice with tomato soup and seeing how kids are maintaining this social occasion with their parents’ never ending warnings and I was talking to the waiters and I was observing (yeah. As usual). I saw 14 years old were dancing, 18 years old were thinking about dancing and 35 years olds were breaking the stage with their devastating moves.

Also, I saw everyone clicking pictures with their fancy cameras while all this was happening. 70 year old grandparents were asked to put the tilak once again because somehow the photographers couldn’t capture the moment well enough the first time. And the grandparents were doing it too, with smiles, big fake ones. Kids were clicking pictures with the mobile of their parents’ mobile phones. Their parents had professional cameras. The professional photographers had the more professional ones. It was a circus. A complete circus. It seemed like the wedding was happening only for the photographs. They were capturing memories so that they could relive it. Relive, ah! To relive, you got to live first. Two blacks make white, two wrongs make right.

It’s funny how most of the memories of our lives depend upon a small piece of plastic and techie technology. If there were no cameras, I bet it would’ve been difficult recognizing ourselves in our childhood pictures because there wouldn’t have been any childhood pictures. If we think about it, we have invented things so that our minds don’t have to remember shit. No memories of your past? Invent a camera. Can’t remember data?
Invent a computer. Can’t remember meetings? Invent reminders. Can’t calculate?
Well don’t worry dear mind, calculators are there. And thus, our minds started getting less occupied.

And what do you do when you don’t have anything in your mind? You invent. You invent more useless shit to comfort your lives. For a fact, my family never had a camera. We never bothered to buy one. I don’t have a reason to get embarrassed. There are no pictures of my parents having fun with me. Because we’re actually enjoying it without the worry one should capture them instead we’ve had enjoy for real. And what’s the point anyway? You aren’t going to forget who you are or who your brother was or who your parents are! I never understood this whole thing but I’m no one to claim that it’s bullshit. Until today, I never gave cameras much of a thought.

I always knew, I got to buy one someday. I always wanted to. But now, I don’t think we really need a camera. I mean we do remember stuff. If we can’t, then the stuff was probably not worth remembering. The whole thing of smiling and crying and smiling again after seeing the old photographs looks somewhat odd and ridiculous. I might never buy a camera. I don’t want to capture my kids’ childhood. I don’t want to cry looking at the photographs when they would go away to earn or to study. I don’t want that shit. I don’t give a shit about what toys my girl played with when she was small. And I bet on my life, she wouldn’t give a shit either when she would be twenty. Capturing a picture of your girl playing with those toys and reminding her twenty years later about how you cared about her says a lot about you.

Well, I certainly won’t need validation from my kids. Also, I’m not saying that people do these things for validation. They might not. It might just be their thing to look at the old photographs and cry. Anyway, so when the wedding got over, we handed the envelope to the groom and got ourselves clicked, for one last time. We were getting ready to go back home.

One strange thing happened I think it waited for a long to happen. My parents saw this one woman trying to have a conversation with her little girl. The girl was around 10 and she was probably going back home from her school. It probably wasn’t a good day in the school as she looked upset. The sight was beautiful as her mom and dad was making faces, playing with her and what not, just to make their girl smile. Seeing this, my mom started crying. Some memories flashed in her mind, maybe. Memories. I wish there were a device to delete the memories instead of capturing them.

Point to be noted: I never accepted the fact that I was depressed until I met my psych.
so if you think you are in depression, go to a psych, start your medication, take them until you realize it’s a big trap and then come here and read this blog post again and blame your so-called mind for not taking this post seriously before. And get depressed again.
If you aren’t happy, don’t worry, no one is.

You know you are in India when…!

  • You realize the nation you are brought up in will assume prime importance, as it tends to grow on you.
  • Your home is where the heart is.
  • You hear 5 languages in 5 minutes.
  • You hear “Suprabhat” at 7 AM and hip-pop at 11 PM.
  • You experience more than 3 weather changes in day!
  • You dial the wrong number, and talk for 5 minutes anyway.
  • You find people who fond of eating and are willing to experiment with different cuisines.
  • Seasons changes and so does food items around you.
  • You don’t know a stranger.
  • You keep arguing and fighting with your friends from the other part of the country, as to whether east India is better or west India or north India or south India, without any meaning anything you say. Because you already know India is too good to just a part of it, when you have an opportunity to love the whole of it.
  • You can offer yourself a full 15 minute enjoyment package while stuck in traffic signals.
  • You ask for the distance, you get answer directly converted in hours or in minutes.
  • You can name everyone you graduated with.
  • You can name at least 4 Indian Premier League teams.
  • You see scenarios something like – one hand on steering, one finger out window, other on horn, cradling cell phone, mind on radio game, setting up wind shield, banging head on steering while stuck in traffic, cutting across all lanes of traffic, driving at 40 on the interstate in the left lane with the left blinker…
  • All the festivals across the state and the country are named after a fruit, vegetable, plant, grain, animal or god.
  • You realize that there is different people around the Indian states and/or even NRIs enjoying their food together.
  • Everything you know about the Ramayana and the Mahabharata and the Civil War you learned watching TV.
  • When auto drivers don’t come where you want to go but you go where auto drivers are willing to take you!
  • You know there are more real estate based advertisement papers than total number of newspapers.
  • You realize that nothing comes for free. But at the same time, loving people you found for free.
  • Neighbour’s kids play in your yard more than you or your kids do.
  • When you look at an abnormally bright sky and experience an abnormally hot day, and tell and bet with your friends with conviction that it’s going to be rain pretty bad that evening.
  • You can breath your own self.
  • When you find out of the world billboards.
  • You realize this is just another Indian who written the answer.
  • You’ve that extra born right to annoy your neighbours.
  • When you get to know you actually are in.
  • When you know there’s a lot other things remains unmentioned here. And that’s probably fair because one just can’t sum up 3,287,590 km² country with few lines.

To the outsiders,
Oh… have I tempted you enough to plan a visit to India yet?

अतिथिदेवो भव: (Atithi Devo Bhava) 🙂

Hidden humans

Humans have this tendency to occupy things, to capture them, to keep them safe, to never share them. As the times have passed, these things have transformed into emotions. I was fascinated yet shocked by the realization that I don’t want to share my thoughts. I am scared of sharing the characters developed by me. Scared of validation? Maybe. Maybe something else. Maybe nothing there in the first place. I just don’t know it yet.

Maybe because they aren’t ready to come out yet. Or maybe because I am not strong enough to let them go. Once they are out, they can’t be with me. They will become a part of this world. It doesn’t matter if anyone reads them or not, loves them or not, but they won’t be the same for me, ever again. Amazing how we can become possessive about the smallest of the things or thoughts, but can let go our careers, our love, or even our freedom.

One thing is for sure, people who say that they aren’t insecure and that they don’t have any thing which they fear of losing, they are freaking kidding themselves. They’re lying with there self esteem. Even the smallest of the thoughts which we don’t share can become one of the biggest reasons behind the decisions which can change our lives forever. Never underestimate your emotions. Stolid is just a word. Stolid people don’t exist. It’s a theory by introverts-cum-ambivert to keep extroverts away.

Trust me, imagination is a bloody brilliant thing, and we should use it often. whether cows can get lung cancer by the smoke from your cigarette. Just go out and walk around and sit on that park’s bench and watch the oldies laughing and think how scared they actually are of dying.

The gentleman saw me smiling when all this was happening. After half an hour he came to me and told, “People will always judge your story, but they will never tell theirs, because they fear of being judged. Never in your life judge anyone before having the courage to tell your story to this world.” Of course all of this was in Hindi, and of course the guy was too drunk, but to think about it, he was right. No matter how bad your story is, or how weird your characters are, if you can have the courage to share them, you are doing at least one thing right. It’s not about how to share, or with whom to share, it’s just… Share.

I don’t have a any idea why I wrote this post, but you know what, it feels good. Pretty damn good.

Sip of moments

One of those days when you want to just sit near your window and balcony with a cup of coffee and contemplate about your life.

When you want to just get over all your regrets and start things all over again, no matter how ugly your past was or how destructive your present is.

When you want to answer all the questions that you procrastinated upon earlier in the hope of getting answers as the time passes by.

When instead of doubting your abilities you take pride in them.

When you sit calmly with a clear mind and re think your goals.

When you ask yourself if not now then when?

When you give yourself the second chance that you deserve.

When you look at the trees and think how beautiful everything is and how it’s just the perspective that matters.

When you realize it’s never too late to start things all over again. And the perfect time to do that would be right at this moment. Now.

When you take the last sip of tea with a whole new perspective.

When you start being yourself.

One of those days. Such days don’t come often. Don’t miss out on them. Collect the inspiration, put some dedication, make your own tea. Life isn’t short. It’s damn long. Long enough to live every moments of it. And you deserve to live it with all the happiness. The unexamined life is not worth living. Actually, it is.

P.S.: I’ve never written this confusing for a while. Till then live with confusion. It’s damn curious feeling.

Farewell, not so well

Let’s just forget that we are just a freaking dot in this vast Universe. And continue. How can one possibly able to do justice with all those memories lived, just by writing one blog post? I would dare not. Hence, nothing of this is about college. Heh?!

Few more months and everyone will get busy with their own lives, own jobs, own careers. Sure everyone would promise to stay in touch but let’s be honest here, we all know how that would turn out to be. You want a quick proof? Just count the number of school friends that you are in touch with now? This is just another phase which gets repeated every year, only with different people. (Hope, the friends we made during this time will last longer through out the life)  We are growing up. All together. We are getting ready to face the world outside the door. We are becoming one of them. We are tying our shoelaces to go out there and find ourselves in the crowd.

All things happening way too fast. Some will survive. Rest will become particles. Particles which will ultimately reach the shore; not sooner, later. But isn’t the race all about to reach there faster? To earn more? To spend more? To become the king and queen of our own little king-queen-dom?  I have always been the one with a perspective different from that of the society. I always wanted to follow my passion (not that I know what’s my passion as of now).

I was one of those who had a dream to dream a dream which no one has ever dreamt before. And look at where I am now? (not that (even any school buddies) any of you know where I am now but I am using this sentence as a rhetoric to convey I am doing nothing great which was quite obvious yet I explained in this different font). I am not being pessimistic, just being honest. Brutally honest. If nailing one exam or getting a good job defines you and your status in the society, then brother and sister, that society is not worth living for.

My search for passion hasn’t stopped yet. It has just faded away. And I don’t even know why. Actually, I do. But I don’t want to admit. I don’t know how you are supposed to deal with such stuff. I’ve never been good at it. At times, I feel numb. At times, I explode. At times, I feel helpless, I feel miserable. At times, I pity myself. And at times, I don’t want to live. There’s a limit to everything. If this is life’s way of teaching lessons, I don’t want to be the student anymore. You’re beautiful. I’m beautiful. But truth is ugly.

Dear 2013,

Let’s be honest, 2012 was a bit of a disappointment. I mean, it was nothing like that ‘The Twilight Saga: Breaking Dawn – Part 2’ movie. Relax, folks, if you can’t tell I’m kidding about that by now, I’m not sure what you’re doing still reading this blog.

All I’m saying is, 2012 was supposed to be a year of change. What changed? Not even our PM! I mean, thank God for that, but seriously! Okay, I guess I did change states… but I’m doing the same thing in 2013, so that sort of life event can’t be that huge.

2012 promised the world ending and it didn’t even deliver on that. So far, 2013, I have no expectations from you, so if you manage to let me down? Well, that would truly be a feat.
Sincerely your welcome buddy,
Sneha