Once upon a time sunrise meant the start of the day and sunset meant the end But today the day is divided into shifts and a 7-8 hour sleep is a luxury.
Once upon a time politicians were leaders, examples rather than percepts,aching every
muscle to work for the welfare and for the politician of today the picture is dark and deep,and promises to glibly lie through their teeth and miles you go, the government sleeps and miles you go ,the government sleeps.
Once upon a time knowledge was a part of the privileged few and ignorance was bliss.
But today information is overloaded and u copy,u write
Once upon a time the music was about instruments and their strings.Today its about mixing and digital sync
Once upon a time beauty was skin deep and blossomed in youth and lost its sheen with age ,However inherently stayed ,for every stage had its beauty.But today Beauty is about another B..Botox, chopping, enhancement,the lifts and the lasers try to camouflage the original.
Once upon a time when eyes did all the talking ,passion lurked behind the walls of values.Today expression is bold and loud;living in ,sleep out...where in a moment
"I LOVE YOU" to another "we are GOOD FRIENDS"...and your relationship status changes from single, committed or complicated.
Once upon a time where marriage was an institution but today the ties don't bind you that well..where marriage has something extra.. you swap,you divorce to be freed from the burden of vows and become a fiddler with fidel
HAI APNA DIL TO AAWARA NA JAANE KIS KIS PE AAYEGA
Once upon a time work used to be about integrity and worship .Today its about incessant growth and nomadic life.Nomads were there even in yesteryear s But the deluge of opportunities make your life a wanderer ,in search for MORE ,MORE AND MORE.
Once upon a time when yogis used to lead an ascetic life, in austerity ,simplicity and denial of life's pleasures .Today the yogis are of different kind, to get down to size zero, to augment their pleasures of the bed .
Once upon a time NEWS was to inform, to state ,to educate.Today news is always "BREAKING" so that there are enough fissures for viewers to peep in.
Once upon a time there was fresh air to breathe and clean water to drink.But a gill less specie gained power and changed the dynamics of life.When protocols are made and dismantled but an entire specie ,the intelligent one,drains its own resources.
But then such is life, at a point where it is implacable,it gives you a hope that the present state has also come from the same root which it once was.
In the vein of confession, we might have become complacent with such a life where money could have given all pleasures but loses its essence.Lets go back to our roots and learn little lessons which have been forgotten and trashed.
Friday, December 25, 2009
Thursday, December 24, 2009
THE WAIT
In the cacophony of the bustling city life , where the compulsive achievers never rest for the fulfillment of their insatiable desires; where the two arms of the clock seem to give each other a competition,there is a world which is stagnant , still like a pond....
* A Lover waiting for his proposal to be accepted.
"who knows how long I've loved you, you know I will
love you still.Will I wait for a lovely lifetime
if you want me to,I will"
* The speculative stock broker waiting to learn the language of the Bulls n Bears,
to change the curve of his gains.
"Waiting is a trap.There will be reasons to wait.The truth is that there
are only two things in life reasons and results and reasons simply don't
count"
*The expecting mother waiting for the fetus to come out of her warm abode.
*The deceived victim waiting frantically for justice to be resorted.
"Therefore is judgement far from us ,neither doth justice overtake us,
We wait for light,But behold obscurity,for brightness but wait in darkness"
*The passenger waiting for the tardy train to carry him to his destination
* A neglected child waiting to be cuddled with love and warmed with care
"I am nobody's child, Nobody's child
Just like a flower Nobody's child
No mummy kisses . no Daddy smiles
Just like a flower Nobody's child
*The brave wife waiting for her husband to come back from the borders
*The hopeful aspirant waiting for the Rank,to taste the fruit of his labour
"I couldn't wait for success
So i went ahead without it"
*The helpless farmer waiting for the brightness of the mighty sun to be defeated by dark black clouds.
*The demure damsel waiting for some Prince charming to be tied till eternity
"Women are like apples on tree...the best ones are on the top.the
men dont want to reach for the good ones because they are afraid
of failing and dont want to get hurt instead.They just get the rotten
apples from the ground which are not good but easy.So the apples at the top
think something is wrong with them,when in reality they are amazing.
They just have to wait for the right man to come along,all the way to the
top because they value quality"
*The incorrigible patient waiting for some mercy to be bestowed upon him to relieve him from the clutches of never healing disease.
Wait is just not a pause...but a hope to change form,to be accomplished,to be cured,tobe recognized,to be loved to be settled.Nevertheless it is said-
" Life ia all about timing,the unreachable becomes reachable,the unattainable
...attainable..Have the patience ,wait it out,its all about timing"
So to end it the best Quote will be-
"The tragedy of life is not that it ends so soon,but we wait so long
to begin"
* A Lover waiting for his proposal to be accepted.
"who knows how long I've loved you, you know I will
love you still.Will I wait for a lovely lifetime
if you want me to,I will"
* The speculative stock broker waiting to learn the language of the Bulls n Bears,
to change the curve of his gains.
"Waiting is a trap.There will be reasons to wait.The truth is that there
are only two things in life reasons and results and reasons simply don't
count"
*The expecting mother waiting for the fetus to come out of her warm abode.
*The deceived victim waiting frantically for justice to be resorted.
"Therefore is judgement far from us ,neither doth justice overtake us,
We wait for light,But behold obscurity,for brightness but wait in darkness"
*The passenger waiting for the tardy train to carry him to his destination
* A neglected child waiting to be cuddled with love and warmed with care
"I am nobody's child, Nobody's child
Just like a flower Nobody's child
No mummy kisses . no Daddy smiles
Just like a flower Nobody's child
*The brave wife waiting for her husband to come back from the borders
*The hopeful aspirant waiting for the Rank,to taste the fruit of his labour
"I couldn't wait for success
So i went ahead without it"
*The helpless farmer waiting for the brightness of the mighty sun to be defeated by dark black clouds.
*The demure damsel waiting for some Prince charming to be tied till eternity
"Women are like apples on tree...the best ones are on the top.the
men dont want to reach for the good ones because they are afraid
of failing and dont want to get hurt instead.They just get the rotten
apples from the ground which are not good but easy.So the apples at the top
think something is wrong with them,when in reality they are amazing.
They just have to wait for the right man to come along,all the way to the
top because they value quality"
*The incorrigible patient waiting for some mercy to be bestowed upon him to relieve him from the clutches of never healing disease.
Wait is just not a pause...but a hope to change form,to be accomplished,to be cured,tobe recognized,to be loved to be settled.Nevertheless it is said-
" Life ia all about timing,the unreachable becomes reachable,the unattainable
...attainable..Have the patience ,wait it out,its all about timing"
So to end it the best Quote will be-
"The tragedy of life is not that it ends so soon,but we wait so long
to begin"
Saturday, December 19, 2009
SETTING FREE...
Life has many attachments,responsibilities towards our relations , our society .My life in particular was burdened by a very different stigma..to be a girl child of a widowed mother.19th August,1995 the day when my father went away without even saying goodbye...took with him my childhood, my innocence.
I was lucky to be bestowed by a mother of strong will and someone who had the zest for life.Being the elder daughter i realized that I had to be strong and I learnt the art not to reveal my thoughts, my pain, my grief as a whole.
Destiny took the bread earner of our family.However things weren't that bad .We shifted to our paternal home and my mother started playing the multifaceted role of being the daughter in law, the mother and the father of her two little daughters.
The latter part was quite an ordeal because when bringing up two daughters as a single mother you always have to guard them.
If you were to notice the periphery of my life as a whole, you would say i had everything: a lavish bungalow, servants,drivers, best of education, clothing;if not in excess then definitely not deprived.
But deep inside,the core of my life,the story is not so rosy as it seems.How the loss of one male member changes life completely.When a woman becomes independent and starts taking life in the best of spirits ,the guards of society try their level best to tarnish her impeccable image .When you are deprived ,all the help that comes, does not mean it has come without intentions ..The fragility of a woman is so immense that only she knows how to project her tensile strength.
I have seen my mother bearing the brunt of societal pressures , meandering through different roles all alone, but in return all that she would hear is complaints.
I have heard those words and I still refrained from speaking. Many times people related have spoken and have spoken anything they wanted and I kept a blank face.It is said that silence is golden but my silence did not feel noble. I was ashamed of my cowardice.As the norms of society are that good girls don't retaliate ,I confined myself in keeping mum and showing self control.
I have done my brooding and the guilt of not doing enough rises in me like bile so that i might lose the appetite of life.The inhibitions of being a daughter compel me to think that my purpose may not be achieved.Today, I recreated from my pen and relived my sorrows not for some self pity or to taint anyone black. I know that I have become sensitive not through my sensibility but because of my experience.
No other person can understand someones grief unless one has experienced it.I have done this to set myself free of a great emotional baggage..to come out of the claws of my haunting past.
I am a stronger person now,whose decisions would not stand testimony to conservative thinking .I am out of the greyness of that reality where girls have to sacrifice their ambitions , their ideologies to show that they adhere to the principles of society . I am setting free , so that i do not deprive myself of enjoying my existence;Graduating from the school of values and striking the balance to control the rudder of my lifeboat.
I was lucky to be bestowed by a mother of strong will and someone who had the zest for life.Being the elder daughter i realized that I had to be strong and I learnt the art not to reveal my thoughts, my pain, my grief as a whole.
Destiny took the bread earner of our family.However things weren't that bad .We shifted to our paternal home and my mother started playing the multifaceted role of being the daughter in law, the mother and the father of her two little daughters.
The latter part was quite an ordeal because when bringing up two daughters as a single mother you always have to guard them.
If you were to notice the periphery of my life as a whole, you would say i had everything: a lavish bungalow, servants,drivers, best of education, clothing;if not in excess then definitely not deprived.
But deep inside,the core of my life,the story is not so rosy as it seems.How the loss of one male member changes life completely.When a woman becomes independent and starts taking life in the best of spirits ,the guards of society try their level best to tarnish her impeccable image .When you are deprived ,all the help that comes, does not mean it has come without intentions ..The fragility of a woman is so immense that only she knows how to project her tensile strength.
I have seen my mother bearing the brunt of societal pressures , meandering through different roles all alone, but in return all that she would hear is complaints.
I have heard those words and I still refrained from speaking. Many times people related have spoken and have spoken anything they wanted and I kept a blank face.It is said that silence is golden but my silence did not feel noble. I was ashamed of my cowardice.As the norms of society are that good girls don't retaliate ,I confined myself in keeping mum and showing self control.
I have done my brooding and the guilt of not doing enough rises in me like bile so that i might lose the appetite of life.The inhibitions of being a daughter compel me to think that my purpose may not be achieved.Today, I recreated from my pen and relived my sorrows not for some self pity or to taint anyone black. I know that I have become sensitive not through my sensibility but because of my experience.
No other person can understand someones grief unless one has experienced it.I have done this to set myself free of a great emotional baggage..to come out of the claws of my haunting past.
I am a stronger person now,whose decisions would not stand testimony to conservative thinking .I am out of the greyness of that reality where girls have to sacrifice their ambitions , their ideologies to show that they adhere to the principles of society . I am setting free , so that i do not deprive myself of enjoying my existence;Graduating from the school of values and striking the balance to control the rudder of my lifeboat.
Sunday, December 13, 2009
OLD VILLAIN NEW ENTRY
Whenever you are put to test, the indomitable villain arrives at center stage. This testing negative character enters your life in different phases, in different forms. This time its entry was in the form of CAT 2009 ...hovering over the lives of more than two and a half lakh aspirants.
The CAT was in an utter state of face lift. ..She was no longer wild ..She was tamable that too with a mouse click. But this new avatar with technological attachments inflicted several injuries to the prepared souls by rescheduling,server
glitches and stale questions.The percentiles again are subject to much speculation..Students were startled and were completely unaware of the number of runs they had to score to win the match.
Everything suddenly seems so mean, so uncertain. I remember six months back when i had zeroed down to the decision to prepare for CAT. After completing my engineering degree and wearing the life jacket of an offer letter of one of the most prestigious software firms in the country;I again prepared myself for the adventure in the turbulent waters of competition.
A positive avalanche had poured in and I started improving exponentially ...English was my forte and quantitative ability engineers have it for granted. Then began my mock tests,it robbed me of my confidence. The city that adopted me for my preparation was treating me as a step mother. One moment I had more to cope with and the other I had nothing. I was a dejected soul, who surrendered much before the actual test.
Few days back when I took the exam ,The door was opened again.The villain was staring me, eye to eye.I had the control over the trigger to shoot him, but even though I felt disarmed.When the villain left, it took nothing from me..on the contrary taught me a lesson of life.
I would like to express it in the words of Abba-
" They say a restless body can hide a peaceful soul,
A voyager and a settler both have a distant goal..
If I explore the heavens or if I search inside
Well it doesn't really matter as long as I can tell myself
that I have always tried".
The lesson is try and to try till the end.CAT is not about verbals or certain formulae..its about temperament. Its about attitude. I did not really try because I left in between...some did not try to perform because of certain preconceived notions.
Today I stand enriched and rekindled by my very noble teacher named experience.I understand that uncertainties will be there, hurdles would be there: economical, social , physical, emotional ;each having the strength to tear me apart..But every episode shall make me better.I should have the energy to persevere, the eagerness to receive,the strength to accept my downfalls,the passion to live my dream every moment.After all the heavy words of the wise one thing that remains is that one should enjoy every bit of the process. Its not about getting serious in life, but doing things seriously!!
The CAT was in an utter state of face lift. ..She was no longer wild ..She was tamable that too with a mouse click. But this new avatar with technological attachments inflicted several injuries to the prepared souls by rescheduling,server
glitches and stale questions.The percentiles again are subject to much speculation..Students were startled and were completely unaware of the number of runs they had to score to win the match.
Everything suddenly seems so mean, so uncertain. I remember six months back when i had zeroed down to the decision to prepare for CAT. After completing my engineering degree and wearing the life jacket of an offer letter of one of the most prestigious software firms in the country;I again prepared myself for the adventure in the turbulent waters of competition.
A positive avalanche had poured in and I started improving exponentially ...English was my forte and quantitative ability engineers have it for granted. Then began my mock tests,it robbed me of my confidence. The city that adopted me for my preparation was treating me as a step mother. One moment I had more to cope with and the other I had nothing. I was a dejected soul, who surrendered much before the actual test.
Few days back when I took the exam ,The door was opened again.The villain was staring me, eye to eye.I had the control over the trigger to shoot him, but even though I felt disarmed.When the villain left, it took nothing from me..on the contrary taught me a lesson of life.
I would like to express it in the words of Abba-
" They say a restless body can hide a peaceful soul,
A voyager and a settler both have a distant goal..
If I explore the heavens or if I search inside
Well it doesn't really matter as long as I can tell myself
that I have always tried".
The lesson is try and to try till the end.CAT is not about verbals or certain formulae..its about temperament. Its about attitude. I did not really try because I left in between...some did not try to perform because of certain preconceived notions.
Today I stand enriched and rekindled by my very noble teacher named experience.I understand that uncertainties will be there, hurdles would be there: economical, social , physical, emotional ;each having the strength to tear me apart..But every episode shall make me better.I should have the energy to persevere, the eagerness to receive,the strength to accept my downfalls,the passion to live my dream every moment.After all the heavy words of the wise one thing that remains is that one should enjoy every bit of the process. Its not about getting serious in life, but doing things seriously!!
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