Plans & Reality

Plans…..our life is full of them….financial plans….future planning…plans for a better job/career…planning for a secured life….plans of holidays…umpteen and endless plans. Many of them do take shape the way we thought they would, many are dumped and many more are born with time. But what happens if all of a sudden all your plans & stuff like that come to a halt. What if in the very next moment you realise you’ve come to an end. It’s like you’re walking on a rope blindfolded, planning and stepping ahead not knowing when the rope would end. A FULLSTOP. The End! All that time we’d spend on planning then seems to be a complete waste of time altogether. At such point we wish we’d live a little more. Lived to work upon our plans….lived to relish.
Recently I came to know about sudden demise of a colleague and friend. We had worked together for sometime and used to catch up with each other now and then, discussing life and plans for future. Plans to go for a holiday…plans to appear for promotion exercise in office & what not. And today when I heard about his sudden demise, I was remembering his words….his PLANS. Wish we knew about our expiry date just the way we check the expiry dates of various products that are purchased from market. In such a scenario plans would have taken a logical place in our lives….because we would then know exactly till which moment of life we have to plan for.
Since we’re not blessed with a known fixed expire date, we need to follow religiously just one thing-“CARPE DIEM“, a Latin phrase that says “Seize the Day“. Enjoy the present and don’t worry about the future, as in it’s a beautiful day, so forget tommorow’s test. Personally, I’d heard this phrase quite often but the demise of a friend actually taught me the real meaning and gave me a good reason to follow. So for me, it’s not about just planning anymore, but to make maximum out of what we have for today. If it’s good, cherish it and if it’s bad, deal with it in best possible manner & learn a lesson from it. But most importantly LIVE IN THE PRESENT, because that’s all we have in our own hands.

A Tale over Tea

This post is in response to  Tea tale

On an average, in every Indian family, drinking tea first thing in the morning is more of a common ritual than anything else. There is a huge variety of flavors ranging from Masala tea to cardamom tea, or may be health benefits from ginger tea to ajwain/methi, you name it and you have it. If you’re feeling sleepy-you have tea, if you’re exhausted-you have tea, feeling bored-you have while reading a book or watching television, or if you have guests/company-you prepare tea for all to enjoy the time and tea together. Such is a vital role that Tea has in our our day to day lives. But for a “single” me, tea played more important role i.e of matchmaking. Little did I know that I’d find my life partner chatting over those little cup of tea.

Sandeep was a decent,mature and soft spoken kind of guy, when he started to work in our office for launch of a new insurance product. Targets were allotted to each staff members and Sandeep was responsible to arrange comprehensive data and report it to boss. As a trend, staff members had to first buy the insurance product mandatorily so that the initial branch target is achieved. One evening when boss asked Sandeep to list the staff members who didn’t apply for the product yet, he named me at the top of the list……and then the World War III began from my end. Hatred,resentment…. You name any negative emotion and I had it for Mr.Sandeep.I always avoided communicating with him, until one fine day the ice broke, and it broke for good.

There was a small tea stall at the corner of block where our branch was located. As a routine, I always used to stop by for a cup of “Adrak wali chai”(ginger tea) before heading to home. For me it usually used to be an unwinding moment of the day. But from past few days I’d been uncomfortable since I’d find Sandeep sitting near the tea stall and enjoying his cup of tea.

“Do you find any horns over my head ma’am?” One day Sandeep spoke abruptly. “I don’t know because devils don’t reveal theirs so often” was my quick response. “So, what makes you  believe that I’m a Devil? I don’t remember of doing any harm to you at all……”came a soft tone from him and when I looked at him in his eyes, they seemed to be complaining and hurt all at the same time. “There are many instances in life when you have to act upon something even if you don’t agree/like the whole idea. Trust me, I had no intention of defaming you at all. In fact when your boss created the whole scene in front of everyone that day, I myself felt like shouting back at him. I’ve been noticing you from the day one, I stepped into the branch and quite appreciate the way you carry yourself around but at the same time I feel sorry for whatever happened and can’t find a way to make upon the things that went wrong” That day I left, but my heart remained restless. Rudeness is something that didn’t suit me at all. I realised that all he did was a job allocated to him, not much of his fault as such.

Next day, I sought apology from Sandeep for my rude behaviour and since that day, the tea stall became our favorite adda to hangout after office hours. We chatted and chatted, discussed our heart out on various issues both professional and personal, when one fine day the much sought question popped up to which I profoundly said a big YES….after which our parents met over a cup of tea(yet again) and things were formally decided.

That’s my tale….which I shared with you all while having my favorite steaming hot ginger tea and am sure you too must be having yours while reading this. CHEERS!!!

Open Letter to a Friend

Moon

In response to the Prompt word challenge -“Moon”, I take the honor to put up an open letter to an old friend of mine.

Dear Mr.Moon,

 I know for you I must be one amongst the zillion of souls who look up to you, but for me you’ve always been the first and oldest companion I’ve had since birth. As a child, most of my fairy tales revolved around you. I remember gazing at you from my bedroom’s window every night and talking to you within my own thoughts. The talks used to continue till the time I used to  doze off watching you every night.

When I grew up, my world started getting more complex. Emotions, all sort of them, I started experiencing all of them and who would know that better than you. I shared my dilemma, my achievements, my tears and laughter with you. You were the one who accompanied me in the world of fantasies where love existed. For me you became the messenger to convey my feelings to my sweetheart.

Years later, childhood again turned up between you and me. This time, those tiny eyes gazing at you before they doze off to sleep are not mine. But am glad, that you’d remain a permanent companion for my sweet little baby, just like the way you’ve always been for me. Thank you. 😘

Life…

Life is but a mystery

…mystery leads to suspicion

Suspicion causes queries

Queries land up in findings

Findings makes results

Results end up in failure

Failure gives you strength

Strength leads to success

Success promises rewards

Rewards bring along friends

Friends share a bond

The bond provides you love

Love showers happiness

Your happiness makes other greensick

Greensickness being a poison buries them

…and buried souls never rise

They die as you live

This way….the mystery goes on…

The LIFE goes on….

I don’t believe you dear Friendship Day

I don’t exactly remember when i first heard about this particular day called, “Friendship Day” but I do remember my first and instant reaction to it, ” Dedicating 24hrs to friendship, is it really enough?” People whom I call my friends (I mean the actual ones and not for the sake of categorisation), definitely deserve more than mere few hours in a year. Yup, I value friendship and there’s no doubt on that part. Those who know me closely would vouch for my loyalty and support. I might not physically be there by their side every time, but I try my level best to comfort them, guide them in best possible manner and in case the situation is beyond control, I try to help them to see the whole scenario with a positive frame of mind. In return I have a bunch of people whom I can trust with closed eyes. 


I’m truly blessed and am lucky as far as the question of having good friends is concerned. There are many whom I’ve not met even once, but am having a great bonding with them. There are some who walked with me for a few miles in my journey of life and then we parted ways but are in touch with each other off and on, one of them is a friend of the era I started my school life with, i.e. my nursery classmate. There are few I got acquainted initially as colleagues, but later found great friends in them. “I’m blessed.”



The other day, I was having a very restless time, my mind full of thoughts and I was completely in a state of confusion, it was already past midnight. I simply sat down and started scrolling my phone, saw my closest friend’s name in my chatlist and just dropped a “Hi” to her. To my surprise, the spontaneous and of course the sweetest thing she did was to give me a call in very next second asking me what’s bothering me that kept me awake at that hour. We chatted for an hour and she was all ears to me. That’s what friends are……and that’s what friendship is all about. That particular one hour was my friendship hour and I’m ready to spend my whole life that way. I take the honor to grab a chance and convey my gratitude to all those who touched my heart and left their mark for me to cherish the time spent together. May God bless you all and may we remain friends for years and years to come. Thank you Lord for blessing me with the company of such lovely souls who support me when I need them the most, who share with me their laughter,their sorrows, their emotions….. Ummm….their pocket money/pay check (Winkie wink).
So here’s me wishing not just a day…..not just a week….or month….or year…..but a whole lifetime to you my dear friend 😘

Gesture…

In today’s time, when cut throat competition is a common scenario, where earning easy money has become latest trend amongst the youth, I was taken aback by a simple gesture of one stranger who forced me to think whether there are angels living in this real world.

One fine day, as a routine, I had hired an auto from my place to work like any other day. On my way, one of my co-passenger (a lady) got off at government hospital and handed over a fifty rupee note to the driver and rushed into the hospital. Her haste movements and facial expressions revealed that she was worried and was so much occupied in her worries as she didn’t realize that she was meant to pay mere Rs.10/- for the journey she had travelled so far. The moment she left, the driver realised that he was been paid five times more than what he’d charge. In normal course, you’d expect the driver to take advantage of the mistake & drive away quickly even before the situation is analysed. But to my surprise, the auto wala bhaiya grabbed the change from his change box & rushed through the hospital gates, trying to locate the lady. It took his 5-10mins to actually find her and hand her with the change.

This gesture quite impressed me. I couldn’t stop myself & asked him why he went ahead to return the amount whereas he could have easily kept it and probably didn’t have to take another round or carry 4 passengers  to earn this much amount. To this, his simple reply touched my heart, “Madam ji hum gareeb zarur hain lekin chor nhi….kisi k haq ka paisa maar k chain ki neend kahan so payenge. Kal ko upar wala jab hisaab karega to apni kamayi izzat hi kaam ayegi na ki chori ya dhokhe we kamaayi hui daulat.”

Wish many of us could adopt such thought & learn to be true to humanity. Wish we could follow rules not because the cops would bother us otherwise. Wish people could donate for good cause & not for impressing others or to show off their good deeds. If at all, each one of us could act upon with a positive frame of mind, for our own good, this world would then be a lot better place to live in.

The girl from the City

My friends who read my earlier post must be having an impression that”The girl from the city” has a negative approach towards this “Change” that has taken place in her life. Initially, YES, “The girl from the city” had faced a setback, and its normal. A complete mixture of culture shock, change in the entire lifestyle had shook me. It was like gulping a huge sip of Strong Soda, initially the fizz sizzles in your nose and throat, but within few seconds you get accustomed to the taste and make adjustments in the quantity you can in one go.

For me, the first fizz to get adjusted to was the huge change in culture and the way people carried it. If you happen to get lost in the galiyaan (narrow streets) here and seek help from locals, the last thing you’d expect is to get accompanied till you find a familiar corner. Initially, it frightened the hell out of me, especially with the kind of news you hear about girls/ladies getting abused & molested. But then I realised people here are quite helpful and definitely not the kind who’d try to find a reason to touch/eve tease a girl travelling alone. I could feel more secure here in comparison to how I felt  travelling alone in places like Delhi etc. Even in Chandigarh, I don’t remember a single occasion when a stranger walked with me to tell me the correct direction. But here I often got lost and was accompanied by a stranger in a most decent way.impressive…

The second hurdle for me was the language. Communication is very important for human being and if you find that the flow of ideas from one to the other is not smooth, it’s really frustrating. So, I started being really attentive as to learn how common things are pronounciated in local language here. The local people here are predominantly using Marwadi language for conversing. There were some peculiar words that really caught my attention first. One of the frequently used, very much attention seeking and all the more funny word was-“Thhaa”(sounds like a gun shot). Many times during the day I’d hear every single person using the word. Curiously I asked one of my colleague what the word actually meant which to my surprise meant-“Know”. So if someone said,”Manne thaa Koni” i realised he/she meant “I don’t know” instead of saying “Don’t shoot me”(a translation that came to my witty mind initially)

So the place is not at all “That bad”, the Girl from the city realised this in due course. Hence a new perspective began…..