Showing posts with label Life. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Life. Show all posts

July 02, 2014

Behind This Smile

Courtesy: Google

I talked to him on the phone for the second time today and at the end of the conversation, I could not stop smiling. Now, that’s a first! There are no hidden agendas behind that smile. Could this mean what I think I might be feeling? Did I just smile because I’m feeling Happy?

Happiness in its purest form...a form that does not expect anything back?
I’m not sure what else I can relate this smile to. Tonight, I’m just Happy I talked with him. 

I wonder if he’s feeling the same thing... 

I don’t want to think negative at this point. There is nothing to think negatively at this stage. Unless I let that dark door open at the back of my mind and all kinds of crappy thoughts would come and mess up my smile.
 
I want to save this smile I have on my face. I’m going to be both blind and deaf to anything that has the slightest potential to get in the way and ruin my smile.

Because tonight... I just want to sink into this smile called Happiness.

October 14, 2012

Girl in the City




It’s never easy to know exactly whether the decision you have taken is for your own good or for your worse. Once a decision is made, your life’s path changes its course towards a different direction. Your life’s path is more or less like a navigation point on a GPRS map. The paths and the directions keeps drifting around you and you are left to choose the most suitable path from the numerous rights, lefts and U-turns. And it’ll be even more challenging when you have no idea about the destination!

Most of the times you are bound to take a wrong turn; a wrong turn that is taken intentionally just to see how the path works for your future or the same wrong turn taken unintentionally and later regretted. Either way to move forward towards any direction, you have to take that decision. You have to choose that path and you have to tread on it and experience what the path holds for you.

Ever since the graduation, all I’ve been doing is searching for that one right path amidst the numerous options that are laid before me. But all I did was choose each option and carefully contemplate the pros and cons of each such option. Over the months I started to realise, what I think, see, read and hear about the options in front of me is nothing compared to what I would experience firsthand in case I choose one of them.

You can make all the plans you want. But how much a perfectly laid out plan can actually work out? Even the best laid plans fail and mine is far from being called perfect. But I have choices. Lots of them. But all of them have the same weight age. All of them have their own pros and cons. If I choose one, I have to be ready to face some high roads and always be ready to sacrifice my comfort zone. Nothing ever comes easy for sure.

So here I am. In this big city, away from home. Finally moving forward on to a new path rather than contemplating what the path holds in the future. Am I scared what would happen if things doesn’t work out? Hell yes. I’m scared about a lot of things but I know I have it in me to face them all. And that comforts me to some extent.

Future is always unknown and I’m glad not to know. Makes my life simpler to live and to survive. Yes, surviving. I never actually lived to survive before; I just lived a carefree life. But now I’m surviving to live. And that makes all the difference there is.

September 25, 2012

All in a LIE


I feel so trapped inside. No goals, no determination, no desire and NO CLUE whatsoever. What am I going to do with my life? Looks like this life of mine has come to a miserable halt. There is no track from here on that would lead me to the so called destination. What is my destination? I hear the word Destiny in the word destination. What is my destiny? Did god give me this messed up, about to be fucked up life just so that I can ask this question?

Destiny is overrated. Just like the movies. Just like the art shows. Just like every other colourful aspects humans create to indulge in. It’s a fucking camouflage. A lie. That is the ultimate truth. Destiny possesses our souls, brainwashing our hearts to make the mind believe that the body has to strive hard, for the ultimate “desty”-nation.

Nope. No way. Not in this lifetime. Ah, these are the negative vibes that I feel so familiar with. It’s a strange thing, but these words give me an ironic comfort inside. Almost like I am agreeing to them without a fight. I take pleasure in pessimism now. Because I know ultimately when all the hope, faith and the rainbow coloured optimism leaves me, I’ll be greeted by my good-old friend pessimism. Negativity is like a sarcastic symphony. It is just below our hearts waiting to pull it down whenever the heart gets overwhelmed to soar high because of over-optimism or excessive trusting. It keeps our heart grounded.

An everyday optimistic person can point out that this negative aura of mine does nothing but cage my dreams, hopes and desires. But they are so wrong. Reality now-a-days is more real than what the word reality actually expresses. Everything is not white, pink or golden. Black is a good colour and so is grey. I am surrounded by darkness.

I feel lost, yet I feel like I’m home.

August 05, 2012

A perfect sun-set


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The strong wind made me sway as if I was sailing on a boat. To my right stretched the most beautiful ocean, outshining its way through a plethora of golden light. The sunset seemed like a perfect start to a new decision towards life.

“Roni come on, let’s dive into the waves”, a small kid shouted at his elder brother in excitement. “Ronit, don’t let him go too deep”, shouted their father over the loud gushing and splashing of the strong Arabian waves.

The excitement and recklessness in the kid’s voice and the father’s clear concern, made me realize that I had been overlooking these small, yet necessary emotions when it came to building a family. This was the first time I had actually managed to take note of these emotions. All that mattered to me these days were emotions that I used to showcase only for materialistic things. Like the new car that I had been dreaming to buy since two years which I finally bought last week. To commemorate the success, I had taken a week off and even made Malini, my wife do the same so that we could come out of the city for a weeklong celebration and relaxation.

Over the salty wind, I could hear Malini’s voice loud and clear, at the back of my mind. “Abhi, what exactly are we celebrating? It’s just a car. I’m very happy you bought it and now it will be easy for you to travel to work every day. I don’t feel like it’s necessary to take a whole week off just to drive around in it, along the coast line.”

“What are you talking about hon? This car represents a milestone that we have reached in our marriage. We have finally reached a stage where, we as a couple can lead a luxurious, guilt-free life. Isn’t that what we always talked about?”

“That was three years ago Abhi. We were newlywed and buying a big house and a car is any husband and wife’s initial dream. We are about to enter into our fourth year of marriage and all we own is a two bed room flat in the city. Our parents don’t visit us often because it’s too far and even if they do; we are always busy travelling back and forth from our work. And now we have finally bought this expensive car which pretty soon will start hibernating in the basement because of the rising petrol rates.”

“Um, actually the car runs on diesel...”

“I don’t care on what it runs”, Malini’s voice shook in frustration. “I want to own something that is ours Abhi, not something we order and buy at a store. Don’t you think it’s time we start investing on something a little selfless?”

“Selfless? Let’s see, I work 10 hours a day so that we can afford a nice home and now a car and you work for a few hours, teaching local school kids some English. But yeah, it’s very selfish of me to buy a car and very selfless of you to point out how selfish I am! Thanks a lot Mal, I expected a little more support from you but definitely not this.”

“Abhi, aren’t you understanding what I’m trying to say? I feel like I’m the only one who is thinking of having a family with you and all you think is to invest your money in something that doesn’t have a heart!”

“You mean kids? Oh, come on Malini, it’s a new apartment; it’s only a year old. I really don’t want kids at this stage. I mean the havoc they create... it’ll be like living with a live volcano that can erupt anytime it pleases. And what about your work? You will have to quit your job to look after them. Do you really want to give up your career so soon?”

“See, this is exactly what I’m talking about. You are so selfish right now. You are saying no because you care more about the house paint getting wrecked by our future kids rather than thinking about how wonderful it’ll be to have a little baby boy or a girl amidst us. Are you seriously that heartless Abhi?”

I couldn’t stand her glaring at me. This whole having kids’ conversation always made me uncomfortable. “Look, I’m not saying no to a future prospect. But it’s too soon for us to have kids right now Malini. Let’s give it a couple more years...”

She was shaking her head in disbelief now. “You know what your problem is Abhi, you are scared.”

“Why should I be scared..?”

“Oh stop it Abhi, I didn’t marry you blindly, I knew you’re very thoughtful of your decisions. Sometimes you hesitate to make a decision to such an extent that you will end up missing an entire opportunity. Like that promotion that you bluntly rejected because you thought you were not ready for the change so soon. Life is all about change Abhi and if you don’t get that, then I don’t think neither of us will be happy together.”

“Give me a break with the preaching, Malini. We have come all the way to Goa to enjoy a few peaceful days. Can you please not ruin our holiday like this? I promise, once we go back we’ll work it out”

“You have been saying the same thing from last two years.”  Saying so Malini walked out of the Resort towards the beach.

***

Now here I was walking along the coast, in search of her for the last two hours. I saw all sorts of people; couples enjoying an evening walk, kids building sand castles together while their happy parents took photos, groups of friends running about the beach or playing with the waves.

Malini and I were about to be 30 this year and having kids was the next best thing at this stage. But why do I feel like I’m not ready?

I guess Malini is right. I’m just scared to accept changes in my life, I thought. That’s when I realised how selfish and unreasonable I was sounding. Malini was the one who was ready to sacrifice her career to bear my kids and here I was, completely lost within my world of new homes and new cars and monetary investments.

I started walking back towards the resort. I saw Malini sitting on a park bench and looking to her left at the kid’s playing nearby. A little girl ran towards Malini and pulled her hand, gesturing her to play with her. I could clearly see the longing look in Malini’s eyes as she took the little girl’s hand and ran with her towards the beach.

I ran too. Towards Malini and hugged her from behind and whispered, “I’m sorry for being such a jerk this whole time Mal. I will not make you wait anymore. Seeing you with the kids made me realize how happy you will be when we have our own kids. And I want that happiness in our lives”.

Malini turned to face me and I could see her blushing. “You really meant that, didn’t you?”

And that’s how we ended the perfect setting on the sun-set beach with a perfect kiss.

***

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Image - Shades of Orange by Harsha Chittar
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March 22, 2012

Flash-55 Fiction #1



"Life is good"
Blazed his constant chat-box status from past 3 years.
“Is your life always that good?” Irritably pinged him for first time since he was added to my contacts.
“No, the owner died 3-months back, I’m his friend, here to delete his account”, pinged back owner’s name and left me in utter shock.


P.S: After reading many flash 55 fictions (a form of writing that requires a complete story in exactly 55 words) I finally decided to give it a try. And guess where I started writing this? In my class, pretending to take notes :P
Suspicious friends (coz I'm too lazy to take lecturer's notes in class!!) wanted to know what I was upto. Showed them this and received blank reactions! They had never heard about flash-55 and didn't understand the importance when I said "seeee, only 55 words!!" :-( 
P.P.S: So I do need  real feedbacks.. If anyone's reading this please do help me out in ways I can better this form of writing :) :)

December 15, 2011

Clock of life














The clock of life is wound but once.
Life's choices lies in abundance.
But to choose the one that's right,
Is not an easy trick to learn overnight.

So lets head out and make mistakes.
Be reckless and later deal with the fates.
Because life Experience arrives as we fall.
Time is limited but enough to make the right call.

Written for: Carry on Tuesday #135

December 11, 2011

Redemption



















The ocean calls from beyond.
Little boat, with its long oars,
Ready to be taken for a sail;
As they await you by the shore.

It’s upon you to mount this boat,
Leave behind this so called life.
Come aboard, the ocean calls to you,
To escape from life’s piercing knives.

Your life so far, a grieving symphony.
You deserve another chance at recovery.
Come aboard, the ocean calls to you.
Your future waits, sail ahead to rediscover.

The ocean swoons you from beyond.
Free yourself from the bonds of fear and shackle.
For it is time to start, a journey afresh.
Oh, to be young again, is indeed a life’s miracle.


P.S: A second chance at rediscovering one's life, could be anyone's dream.

Shared with: Magpie Tales - Mag 95

December 05, 2011

Preach
















Perhaps
Realism
Equates
All
Conscious
Humility

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December 03, 2011

Haiku on Space


Space between the light,
Could be my shadowy past.
Waves push me forth.



October 03, 2011

The Circle.


The Circle.

My answers to some of the most commonly sought out questions:
What is life?

Life is, when you know there is a mountain of troubles waiting for you in the near future, and yet you live everyday and strive each and every minute of it in order to reach that seemingly impossible destination: the other side of the mountain of troubles. The grass is always greener on the other side.

What is love?
Love is, when you know that you and him is never a possibility and yet, you go all the way by giving your heart, your soul, your everything just to see it work for a while, until it vanishes from the face of reality. Love is just blind that makes every one of your decision seem plausible.

What is faith?
Faith is, when you close your eyes and believe in yourself strongly that you are going to get through that exam just before the results are announced and you open your eyes to see you have fared better than expected. Faith is real and gets stronger with belief.

What is misery?
Misery is, when you accept that someone close to you will never be returning back to you and their lack of physical presence fills you with an undefined emptiness and their memories haunts you every time you close your eyes. And you just wipe your tears and put on a mask of happiness and blend in with the people around you. Misery can be controlled but can never be eradicated entirely.

What is defeat?
Defeat is, when you know that nothing is going your way and there is nothing in your power to rectify your mistakes and decisions and all you can do is run away from your own life. Defeat resembles our own shadow... one can never run from it. We can only hide from it and eventually have to face its intensified form.

What is happiness?
When all doors have been closed on you and yet you have the ability to grab on to that silver-lining through optimism and repercussion and just hope for the best. That’s happiness...Keep your life simple and happiness follows you wherever you go. Hope for happiness rather than wait for misery.


Why am I stating my version of definitions on just these six words: life, love, faith, misery, defeat and happiness? Because they make a circle and I’m, just like any other person is right in the middle of it. Every time either one of these entities happen, each of those other entities follow us, wherever we are and whatever the situation we are in. Without these entities I know for sure that my life will hold no meaning. 



I've tried ignoring love and I've found myself thinking that my life has no meaning.I've tried ignoring my miseries and I've found that I’m leading a very robotic and unfulfilled life. I've lost my trust on faith, only to find out how wrong I was to lose trust on one of the most realistic things in life. I've even hidden from my happiness, only to learn that my eyes have a language of its own.



Life is a cluster of all of these. It’s a gift given by god. A platform to test ourselves in terms of emotions and etiquettes and most importantly, to be able to able to accept who we are with satisfaction ultimatum. This can happen only if we have lived our lives completely through facing the above mentioned entities. Miss out on any one of them; you’ll never come to know the real meaning of- “living your life completely”.


So which part of this circle are you in right now??


July 14, 2011

Getting past “My Past”



How long would I last?
Facing this cold, cold past?

I know, I’m left with nothing.
Yet, I go back to my past class;
Searching for that something,
Vaguely resembling the broken shards of glass.

Reality, tells me yet again,
That I’ll never be able to find it.
And even if I do so,
The pieces will never ever fit.

Because the past is nothing,
But a puzzling piece of time.
It fails to hold that solid anything;
Except for a myriad of Pain.

So I tell myself over and over,
To quit my mission.
Because, the past has succeeded
In fogging my present,
With its shadowy memories.

Still, I crave for more;
There’s never an end to this therefore.
How long would this really last?
I can only tell, by walking from my past.


P.S: Something everyone should remember when our minds tend to hold back and linger on the web of past memoirs... Some things can never be erased. Mistakes happen. What matters is what we learn from them. Letting go is the hardest but it's a must to survive. Our life is like a book. Some chapters belong to the past, some to the present and rest of the unturned pages belong to the future. To know what lies ahead, all we have to do is turn the next page.  Don't turn back for uncertainties are sure to cloud your vision. Just find the will to venture forth for the better or for worse.

June 10, 2011

A GIRL LIKE ME

A GIRL LIKE ME


As the day begins to bloom,
I wake up with a feeling of gloom;
I ask myself, yet again
For that particular reason,
As to why a girl like me
Is living her life so carelessly.

I have with me, within my reach, Everything.
Then why am I in constant fear, that I have Nothing?
Could there be a better question;
For which I’m capable to answer?
That is why I ask this:
Why a girl like me
Is living her life so pointlessly.

I rise, I eat, I live, and I sleep;
But I do know there is something
Inside me that is much more deep;
But still, I ponder as if I know nothing,
And could there be an answer for this stupidity?
I guess not;
That is why I say this:
Why a girl like me
Is living her life so emptily.

But amidst all this dark,
I still have hopes to find a ray of light;
And could this particular attitude,
Can make all the difference there is?
And that is why I conclude this by saying:
It is okay for a girl like me
To find my way towards my destiny!

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Theme Thursday: Inside , Goose Berry garden: Poetry Picnic Week 16: My Life in Free verse, Poetry pantry

My Note:  This is my very first poem. It pretty much refers to me. It did inspire me to change and shape my life in a positive way. Not that I've completely found my destiny(I'm still clueless on that part!), but my first poem did help me to face some dark days!!

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