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Monday, April 29, 2013

Options & Priorities

Being caring and giving in any or all relationships is important and everyone likes to be appreciated for it sometimes. Everyone needs respect reciprocated.

Unfortunately, these days when you give too much or care too much in relationships, be it family relationships, friends or any other, it makes people appreciate you less rather than more. The more you care and give, the more likely people think of you as a doormat who will do anything to please. You are taken for granted and not much respected. You are often the one people leave behind while they move on in life, the one left wondering what went wrong.

I am not saying giving and caring in a relationship is bad. But doing too much of either will lead to you being alone. But then, how much is too much ?

Saturday, April 20, 2013

Mera Bharat Mahan ??

I am shocked, pained and angered by the news of a five year old girl being kept captive, raped and brutally tortured  in Delhi.  Child rape is a truly hideous crime.

It is all very well to sing/ hear “ Saare Jahan se achha Hindustan hamara” or declare “Mera Bharat mahan” , but is my Bharat really mahan these days ? Is it really “mahan” when children are raped, and the common man is treated like dirt by our very own politicians and policemen ? Is it really “mahan” when all that our Prime Minister has to say over the incident is that he is “Deeply Disturbed” ? Is it “mahan” when the  police that should be protecting the citizens start offering  hush money to the parents and families  of rape victims  ? Is it “mahan” when our so called “Dharam Gurus” state on national TV that a girl is to be blamed if she gets raped ? Or is it mahan when our politicians justify a rape claiming that the women of India are “dented and painted”  ?

I’m sorry but my Hindustan is no longer mahan and my heart weeps for my country.  My message to this government -  the time to be "Deeply Disturbed" is now over. It is now time to be "Deeply Active". Do not test the patience of the common man.  We need answers, action and security. We want our mahan Hindustan back.

Thursday, April 18, 2013

More Than A Friend

I am in love with the songs by MLTR. Michael Learns to Rock is a Danish soft rock band. The simplicity of the lyrics, the soft music..its all so soothing and captivating. If any of you like this song, do check out the others too, all worth listening :)

You got me counting the seconds
It happens every time
I'm waiting for the moment
We can sit down and talk for a while
And every time that you're near me
My heart is running away
How can I tell you when words don't come easy
And there is so much I'm trying to say

I want to know that love will surround us
And you'll share it with me every day
Tell me you'll care for me now and forever
I'll give anything to hear you say
That I'm more than a friend

I'm gonna try in the future
Not to live in the past
I guess that I was a dreamer
If I thought it could ever last
But every time that I see you
You bring me out in the sun
How can I hide it when we are together
I just know that you're the only one

I want to make you see
Everything you are to me
Try to understand
I wonder if you can
The love I have for you
Will always be true

Tuesday, April 16, 2013

Mora Gora Ang

A Song by Gulzar Sahab. My bad attempt at singing. Apologies in advance.

मोरा गोरा अंग लेई ले
मोहे श्याम रंग देई दे
छुप जाउंगी रात ही में
मोहे पी का संग देई दे

इक लाज रोके पैंयाँ
इक मोह खींचे बैय्यां
अब जाऊं किधर न जाऊं
मोहे का कोई बताई दे

बदरी हटा के चंदा
छुपके से झांके चंदा
तोहे राहू लागे बैरी
मुस्काए जी जलाई के

कुछ खो दिया है पाई के
कुछ पा दिया गवाई के
कहां ले चला है मनवा
मोहें बावरी बनाई के

मोरा गोरा अंग लेई ले
मोहे श्याम रंग देई दे
छुप जाउंगी रात ही में
मोहे पी का संग देई दे

-- गुल्ज़ार

Sunday, April 14, 2013

My Friend, My Diary

Writing and reading has always been my passion. Earlier I used to write in diaries, now I write on this blog. For me, this blog is my online diary. A friend recently asked me what I got out of writing in a diary.

“If something is on your mind, why not just talk it over with other people ?” She said.

It’s simple. My diary is always there when I need someone to share things with, it’s never busy. The fast pace at which we lead our lives, leaves people very little time to actually sit with another and share views/ thoughts/ experiences. My dairy always has the time to listen to me. It never judges or reproaches me and has no prejudice.  It has solved so many of my problems in the past as by writing down those problems, I’m forced to sit down and confront them and  solutions to problems often become apparent when the problems are in black and white.

As we grow old, our memories tend to fade out and get hazy. We only remember the major events and happenings, forgetting the smaller moments, but fact is, the stuff that is really interesting and made us who we are is often the little seemingly mundane details of life. We all will leave the world one day as millions before us have done, without leaving a trace of ourselves behind, completely forgotten. The written word will make us immortal. It will be the evidence that we were here. That we lived, loved, thought, breathed and died.

Our life too is like a diary with many pages, recording the good and bad experiences. Our dairies let us keep track of our past. Writing in them gives us a release, sitting down every evening and recalling the events of the day is very therapeutic and a yogic exercise.

Sometimes, I look back at my diaries from years ago and it makes me smile. I realize how much I've grown and matured. I feel everyone should try writing in a diary or journal. I do, and trust helps my growth as a person and a better human being.


Tuesday, April 09, 2013

The "Like" Button

The “Like” button on Facebook…..yes its high time I talked about it. I use facebook  to stay connected with my family and friends . I have used the “Like” button often whenever I liked a photo a friend posted or read something that I truly liked or agreed with, but recently an incident on Facebook  left me shocked, speechless and highly irritated.

A friend’s father passes away and she remains absent from Facebook for some time. After a couple of weeks she comes back and sees so many messages on her Timeline left by friends inquiring where she had disappeared to. Instead of replying individually to each message she decides to explain her absence by posting a single message on her Timeline saying she had been absent because her dad had passed away.  What shocked her and me was that I was the only person to reply with a condolence message, 59 people had “Liked” her post !!!

It had me wondering… people actually read what they “like” or just “like” it for the heck of it ? I have had some people reminding me of how I had forgotten to “Like” something they had posted, while a few were actually upset and took me off their friend list because I hadn’t “Liked” !

“Like” was truly a beautiful word until Facebook ruined it. My request to fellow Facebookers – please…give a thought to what you’re “Liking” . Be sensitive to other people’s feelings.

Monday, April 08, 2013

Crossroads Of Life

Will it be this same city or will it be Pune ? Or has destiny planned something else for me ?
The clock is ticking and with every day that passes, my anxiety builds. I am at crossroads once again, unsure of what the future holds, looking down the different paths... unsure of what they may hold for me. Choices are never easy because ultimately, there will always be consequences. I can choose to stay still and do nothing in the comfort of deliberate ignorance, but I cannot ignore the consequences of staying still...

Sunday, April 07, 2013

I, Me, Myself

It amazing how many times I was asked yesterday if I was celebrating my birthday and if yes, how and where and with who. A few even felt bad for me because I had nothing planned and sympathized which left me highly amused. I wonder how they would react if i told them that I had a wonderful birthday. I celebrated it with myself for the most part. I read a book, I heard some great music, I wrote a poem, and I sang to myself. The later part of the day was spent with hubby.  Meaningful conversations, shared jokes, laughter, peace and harmony. It was a day well spent.

I have always been an introvert. Often people around me mistake that for my being indifferent, aloof or worse still arrogant. Fact is, I am most comfortable with me. People often confuse the word "alone" with "lonely". I am alone NOT lonely. There is a difference :)

I feel every person should have a "me" time. For me, the need for solitude is a given. Periodically, I need to retreat and indulge the hermit that resides in me. Being alone is imperative for my sanity, growth and understanding of  myself. I do try to spend time with others and be as social as I can be because I am aware that if I spend too much time alone with myself, I might begin to feel disconnected from others around me,  but beyond a point,  being social drains me. I get antsy after lots of time spent with others - simply because I need time to reflect and think and do things on my own and in my own way.

Saturday, April 06, 2013

The Birthday Post

A HUGE thank you to everybody who sent me birthday wishes. I've NEVER ever had so many birthday messages and each one has made my heart grow a little bigger each time. I'm so so touched. Thank you all so much :)

Here are a few things I would love to do this year - My wish list ( a few may be weird and not sound possible BUT as Mirza Ghalib said " Dil ke khush rakhne ko ghalib ye khayal achha hai...." ).

  • Be happy.
  • Throw a dart at a map and travel to wherever it lands.
  • Meet Gulzar Sahab. 
  • Take part in the tomato festival in Valencia (Spain) where an estimated 150,000 tomatoes are flung everywhere and at everyone.
  • Laugh until I cry.
  • See the pyramids.
  • Have my book published.
  • Make a few politicians eat crap sandwiches.
  • Put a message in a bottle and throw it in the sea.
  • Be pampered. 
  • Spend a night on a house boat at the backwaters of Kerala. 
  • Make sand castles on the beach. 
  • Cross a country on a bicycle.
  • Be happy.
And here is one of my favorite songs to celebrate this day. Enjoy !!!

Thursday, April 04, 2013


Sometimes, we build up emotional walls around us . It does not happen overnight. No one is born with these walls. They get built up gradually. Situations happen, trusts are broken, or you face unwarranted criticism and disrespect, and with each event a brick is laid, and brick by brick these walls gets built up.  Layer after layer, thick and strong walls.

These walls do not protect us from getting hurt, but yes, they prevent people from seeing that hurt. They prevent people from seeing the vulnerable being that we are. Most times, people perceive us as cold and indifferent because they cannot look beyond the walls or penetrate them. These walls protect us. We remain safe, secure, protected and shielded…and very very lonely too.