Solitude

You call it loneliness. I call it pleasure with self.
You say you need people around you, I say my mind is companion enough.
I don't need to be spoken to, I'd rather  listen to the voices in my head.
I don't need a cell phone, a beep and an urge to turn my attention to it. I'd rather disconnect.
Leave it around somewhere in the house and lose touch with the world at end.
Small talk? I'm not interested. I'd rather isolate.
Gossip? Keep that to yourself, that's the last thing that arouses my brain.
If only you knew how to cave through my mind and intrigue the deepest thoughts.
If only you knew how to sit in the same room and not speak a word.
To feel utter bliss in wilderness, if only you knew, the pleasures of solitude.

Do the right thing.

A recent incident in my workplace disturbed me a lot. Lots of questions flooded my mind. Should I or should I not go against the system? Should I raise my voice? Or should I resort to social norms and keep my mouth shut? But then I decided that sometimes you have to stand up for what you believe. Sometimes you have to do the right thing. You may not be able to please everyone but you'll please the person within you. You may end up breaking a few ties but you'll grow a stronger one with yourself. Whatever the consequences may be, when you know you are doing the right thing, do it without the blink of an eye. 

Happy Birthday to Me!

I feel blessed. I feel wonderful. And I feel miraculously happy :)
Its my birthday n I'm surrounded with such wonderful people that I can't help but feel great. It's that time of the year when I count my blessing, have a little more hope that my prayers will be answered (God can't say no to me on my birthday na ;))
So here goes my list (of things that I'm thankful for)
1)  My wonderful parents. Thay made me the brilliant-independent kid that I am ;)

2) My sisters. You are friends who I can discuss shit, fart, unwanted relatives, my fat arms and any topic in the whole wide world  and also shop with! Seriously when girls don't have sisters who do they shop with???

3) My friends. You guys are why I look forward to Saturday Sundays n lightening my mood anytime and every time. Also I CANNOT IMAGINE LIFE WITHOUT YOU.

4) Dreams. I'm thankful that I have plenty of dreams! There are so many things to fulfil till I'm 99! I cannot absolutely image a soul who lives without any dreams they want to fulfill/achieve.

5) GOD. Can you believe that he actually talks back to me?  Neither can I!

So happy birthday to me n thank you (who ever responsible for the above list).

 May I feel happiness always :)

Indian Men-Tally-Ty

Men. When you are in your mid twenties they become interesting factors of discussion because soon you have to marry one of these. There is broad speculation everywhere. Everyone around you has so many questions. Why aren't you married yet? Do you have someone? Are your parents looking for you? And any answer to these are followed by a next set of questions. 
     So why is the marriage discussion so important? God Knows! So anyway since I have been a part of this discussion time and again I keep hearing this one piece of advice from a lot of people.

Hey you have so many dreams to fulfill.. Why don't you marry a very rich guy?  
Hey so this guy your dad is talking about how much does he earn?  
How many houses do they own? 
Tuhje shaadi ke baad job nehi karni na.. tu ek amir ladke se shaadi kar le.... and so on.
    
     It shocks me to hear this repeatedly. I mean is that the biggest parameter? Why?  Its 2013. We want equal rights for women in everything. We want women to be treated at par with men yet we, the same people, put a big question mark in front of her abilities by asking her to safe guard herself in the wallet of a man. 
     
    I don't believe that's required. Being a women I know I have the competency, the potential to fulfill my aspirations without the shelter of wealth of my husband. What bothers me more is that how can someone's package be the deciding factor for marriage? What happened to likes, dislikes, understanding and most importantly morals. You heard me right. Well Money to an extent is okay but money is not enough to decide who you want to spend the rest of your life with. I mean what is a rich man with no character? 
    
    The aunties, chachis and Mrs XYZeee's are big culprits in this matter. Wo ladka achha hai! they will say..
followed by 15 lakh ka package hai uska..! what an icing on the cake your mom will think. Trust me these aunties are just bored of their own married life and have nothing better to do but shower people with advises here and there.

   I would say find your self someone who has the same morals as you do. Someone who makes you laugh harder than you ever have. Some who understands you, knows your weakness and can handle you in your worst. Someone who matches your frequency. 

Money, you will make ladies, but you cannot make a Man out of a bundle of notes. So choose wisely.

The Power of Dreams

Freedom. Not from others but from ourselves. Freedom from the web of our minds. From that Force which pulls us Back to that Power which pushes us Forward to pursue our dreams. To do our Will. To be faithful to ourselves- to the dreamer inside us. Because that Dreamer believes in you, knows your Strength and that's why it Dreams.

Array of Thoughts

Life --> Time --> Money --> Job --> Laugh --> Love --> Cry --> Happiness --> Satisfaction --> Dissatisfaction --> Could have Beens --> Today --> Future --> Smile --> Age--> Lost Time --> Lost Energy --> Could have Dones --> Body --> Strength --> Weakness --> Will Do's --> Tomorrow --> Week --> Weekend --> Salary.. --> The Array of Life. 

The road on which society pushes us.

The other one we could have taken. 

The Difference, the Decision, the Fear, the Responsibilities, the Jeopardy. ---> The Regret.

Where will the pigs go?

Every time I look out my office window I see a long stretch of barren land in front of me. Not beautiful at all. Rubble here and there, stones big and small lay on the uneven land.  If I look towards the right I can see some trees, the rest has no touch of greenery. Beyond the barren land is a small vasti, further beyond which is the main road. There is a lot of traffic on the busy road.

On the other side of the main road stand large commercial buildings.

To the right beyond the trees is another road which connects to the main road. While on the left is the backside of a big IT park.

This piece of land surprises me. Every time I look at it I wonder why it has no construction. The surrounding is a well developed posh place in Pune, with constructions all around and there is no reason for that land to remain barren. The view is not great but nonetheless I love staring at this empty land. It is not decorated and definitely not nature’s best shot.  It is like a woman without make up or a hairdo. It is real and that is what compels me.

There is one more reason why this land grabs my attention. Pigs. Lots of ugly pigs some big, some little run around and play.

Seeing these pigs I wonder why we were taught to color pigs in ‘pink’ when we were in school. These were brownish black. Nothing cute about them. (Pigs look really cute in the pictures from books).

But again its fun watching them, the way they run around , one behind the other , in one line, the big one leading  and the small one’s following, it makes for a entertaining view.

Pigs are a rare sight these days. You won’t find them in sophisticated clean places rather you will find them in dirty places where dry garbage is dumped. But everything around us is sophisticated. Clean houses, gardens, roads.

I keep wondering, since this land will very soon have some big building growing on it, where will these pigs go?

Unlike humans (who need houses) or birds (who needs nests) these pigs need nothing except a piece of empty land.

Where will they go when all these barren lands are constructed upon? How long will they move their houses for us?

There was a poem I read in school. ‘If Pigs Could Fly’. The first 2 lines were something like this:

‘ If pigs could fly I'd fly a pig.

To foreign countries small and big.’

When I see these pigs I really wish These pigs ‘Could’ fly. At least they would have the sky to themselves. They could play around like the birds and run around without being hit by a bus. They would have their own little world where we humans dont intervene.