REVISIT

Its always exciting to visit a new place, get to know new people and create new experiences for life.
However, Revisiting the old, has always been our favorite. Best part is, we revisit through our senses. All the 5 senses are the players.

Suddenly a particular song on the radio!   And you remember your best friend dancing like a maniac.. Or may be you get a flashback of the admiring stare-back of your school time crush..

Your anxious eyes search for ‘the’ person, when you get ‘that’ smell in a sweaty stinky bus, and you hide your chuckling face after realizing your stupidity..

Yes! It happens.. When you jump on a sumptuous plate of Kolkata biryani, though you have been living in a place like Hyderabad, which is the ultimate place for Biryani…

Sometimes we revisit, because we want to. That is a physical longing in most of the cases; going to the same place, trying to recreate similar moments; in which we literally fail..

If you ask me, I would say.. We can revisit our moments, not recreate them.. Every memory has its own charm..
The moments you visit unwillingly, are the real ones. You never tried to remember them, but you senses make you realize, you have not forgotten them..  
The taste of the toothpaste when its still dark, the tune of the Mahalaya starting, the view of the Kash phool, and of course the smell of numerous incense sticks at your Para pujo Pandal..
It still creates the same Magic!

BTW, out of our 5 senses, ‘Smell’ is my poison..I feel I am home when I get that smell. 😉

Weird! Isn’t it..

Pick ‘n’ Choose – Now? Or Never?

What is born, will die. No living thing can bypass this inevitability. Death has not fixed any time or date for us, it can surprise you and take you in its embrace when it pleases.

We are not born to wait for death, but to live the life we have been bestowed upon. Life can be a moment, a day, a year or decades.. And the best part is, its uncertain. We must learn to live, to love, to explore each-other, learn something new everyday, visit new places, try new food, make someone happy and learn to appreciate! These experiences will be remembered by others when they remember you, after you leave them..

My grandfather was taken away by death, a fortnight back. Memories were pouring over, through tears.. Instead of mourning over the loss, thinking about the good times felt better, much better. The only thing that bothered was, Regret. Regret of not executing the plans that was in mind, regret for not spending some more time with him.

I realized, this is the reason we are kept in dark about our ‘death-days’. Because we have a tendency to keep our jobs pending till the last moment. If we knew when we are gonna die, we would have taken this life for granted, missed the thrill of life.

Do you realize that every moment is a gift! To be able to breathe. This uncertainty either creates an urge to seize the moment, or creates fear of death!
So take risk, break rules, listen to your heart and don’t stop! It is Always the Right time! Do it now! Keep no regret.. 🙂

Its Now, or Never!

Love’s Affair!

Love touched! The Heart never felt so fulfilled except without Oxygen and Blood. Love was in the air, Heart was gulping it, the way a breathless gulps oxygen. Love-blinded Heart, abandoned its physical duty towards its Body. Eventually it lost friendship with the Veins and Blood. The Veins refused to send signals to the Body. It did the trick. The Mind stopped working, the Knees got weak, Eyes blind, Ears deaf, Words dumb and Stomach full of butterflies! Effects of the Heart being in love!

But how could Heart ignore the most beautiful emotion that it ever felt! This feeling was divine bliss, and Heart was ready to ignore the bodily distractions to be with Love.

And it did! Until Love was lost…

This left Heart breathless and broken. It realized how it needed the Oxygen to breath, Blood circulation to communicate with the body. Brain could advise and prevent may be, eyes could open themselves and see the truth.. But it was too late to regret now..

Heart could never breath like before, oxygen slipped through shattered holes.

Love’s affair continued through his journey in the air, to fool another heart..

Finding Neverland.. In Dreams..

I am not talking about the dreams that keep you awake. I am talking about those audio visual effects that hover around your mind while you are asleep..
I dream a lot. Every time I take a nap, or I fall asleep, a stream of dreams start flowing in my inner space.. And I remember dreams.. For years…

When I was small, I used to think this is very natural and happens with everybody. I started asking my friends, teachers and anyone I was comfortable talking to.. Whether they dream, how often and what they dream about..

Gradually I learnt each one of us have different dream patterns. Some don’t dream at all; or may be they do, but they don’t remember. Some have sweaty haunting nightmares. Some often dream about falling from a height, they just wake up startled.

My dreams are usually elaborate and I am aware that I am in a dream! Though I dream happy most of the times, still there are few scary ones where someone is going to shoot me or I’m about to die. In all of them I have convinced myself that its just a dream, and there is nothing to fear. Amazingly my a new dream has started at that point itself..
Mostly I hover around in my memories when I’m dreaming. My old house, the small me n my friends, the vast veranda, our playful afternoons.. I dream of being in the world of Harry Potter. I dream of having ice creams when I have caught cold.. Sometimes the grown up me sees myself to conquer the battles which I have lost already. And I dream of you, and it makes me happy!
All these dreams feel real to me, so I miss the memories less.. I live them through my dreams. I just turn around and snooze the alarm for 5 more minutes.

I believe its because of my dreams, DeJa Vu is a very common thing to me..

There are many psychological books and theories regarding dreams and their analysis. However I never felt the urge to analyze my dreams, as they are very precious to me. And I want them to stay untouched, in my private archive!

Who will decide for you – Good or Bad?

Of course YOU will! for yourself. Worried if people decide and tag you as per their opinion? Ummm… Just carry a pocket mirror, simple!

Sounds easy, eh? Well, actually it is not.

We all have set up a mental parameter for what is Good, and what is Bad. This is meant to be for our personal use, however we tend to use it on others more!

From childhood we have learnt this, from our elders. And all of them wanted us to become what society perceives to be Good. Thats not wrong all the time though. It helps building a character, teaches moral values and ettiquettes. However, one lesson we often miss, rather they forget to teach us is to open our mind, research, know the truth and then coming to a conclusion. We grow to become an adult, but the “Blind Goodness Injection” doesn’t wears off its effects from our thought process. Inevitably we become Judgmental

Here is a rapid fire, on how majority think!

PROSTITUTE – commodities for pleasure

SMOKER – men are Morons, Ladies are Slut

SMILING FACE – amicable and good at heart

WHO TALKS LESS – snob and proud

WHO DRINKS ALCOHOL – drunkard and chaotic

LADY IN A WESTERN OUTFIT –  approachable and easily available

DIVORCEE – stale

VIRGIN – height of purity

EUNUCH – irritating and disgusting

HAVE you spoken to a prostitute personally, and tried to know how she was trafficked and forced to sell herself? Do you know she hates her body for what she goes through everyday? Or have you thought she also wanted a happy family life like you have?

HIS name is not SMOKER! Has he done anything wrong to you? I have seen him going some distance away to smoke, so that others don’t intake passively. Do you know how he is as a human being? You don’t!

Smiles can win hearts! All people know it, some people use it. You are overwhelmed when ‘That’ person smiles to you and you just cant say NO to them. have you realized, such a pure thing – a smile – is manipulating you???

He has never spoken to you. Hence he is a Snob. Tell me, did you ever approach him to talk? And even he doesn’t talk to you, he is not even bothering to backbite about you, the way you are doing about him.

According to you, a person who drinks alcohol deserves only hatred and they are meant to be chaotic.Some of them are, Yes. But how on earth can you judge his personal choice? You also chose to stay away from alcohol(except the few times you drank secretively) by your choice!

Now, you think, a girl wearing a modern outfit is easily available? Go and approach! A tight Slap  on your face will give you the answer.

A Divorcee is as stale as a rotten fish, or even a secondhand junk sold at lower rate –  better you keep your thoughts to yourself, or else you might just get awarded as “The Most Disgusting Stinking Piece of living Shit” ! A person goes through good or bad phases in life, and this is one of them. The person is living it, and has reserved all rights to ban people like you and your thoughts from his life.

In your matrimonial ad, you couldn’t mention it, as people might get to know how nasty you think! But a VIRGIN is all you want on your wedding dinner plate! Fresh!

You get irritated with Eunuchs on the roadside, asking for money and speaking out swear words loudly. You feel they are so disgusting. Don’t you think, our society is so disgusting that they abandon their own child because they were born transgender?

JUDGEMENTS! EVERYWHERE!

And this character ‘YOU’ above is not a fictitious character. And I am afraid the count is quite big.

What is good or bad, is all what we perceive, or what we want to believe. If you are not doing any harm to anybody, or hurting anyone, You are Good Enough. Trust me!

Boasting about your goodness does not make you good and vice e versa. Your parameter of being good or bad is invalid for another person.

There is an old saying that says walk in his shoes, and you will know. But how many of us try that? it does wonders!

And if walking in another person’s shoes hurts your feet, don’t do it. But at least don’t tamper the shoes. They still have a long way to walk, ahead of you!

Autocracy Prevails, Behind the Mask of Democracy!

Did you just think that you are going to read a piece of Political analysis under this heading?

Well, Read on then.. Don’t you like a bit of ambiguity?

Whenever the word “Politics” hits our eardrums, a flash of visuals cross our mind — The Milky white attired politicians, Elections, Big stages – Bigger Commitments, and Broken Promises.

Do we pay much attention to the everyday Politics we do? To our parents, children, friends or Just any one random! We don’t,  until we fall a victim. There is no denial about it.

POLITICS, according to me is nothing but putting a polite mask of Democracy on your face, while your heart is ruled by an Autocrat! We do listen to what people have to say, however we do what we want to do! I am not denouncing the idea of it. No. Even using poison in a prescribed quantity can cure diseases. However, the dosage needs to be observed carefully!

If you are already feeling giddy trying to understand what I am saying, then lets just have a simple game of examples..

SCENE:1 The daughter is staying back at her friend’s place at night for studying. Surely you have guessed she is going to a party tonight! But she is obedient to her mother, and promises to abide by every word told by her. She is successful!

SCENE : 2  This girl doesn’t want her partner to smoke cigarettes so much. The guy, who used to smoke 1 pack a day, told her that he used to smoke 2 packs, a day! And only for her, he reduced it to 1 pack, and she should not negotiate any more! Both are happy!

SCENE: 3 Your Boss, called for a meeting, asking all his subordinates (including you) to prepare their opinions for discussion. Everyone is very positive, as they got an golden opportunity to be heard. But your Boss, as preplanned, took the final decision.

These are everyday stories, with no extra-ordinary elements in it. We see similar scenes in movies, TV Commercials or in Daily soaps. And our adaptation power is so strong, that we never fail to grab a chance to implement them on the people around us. These experiments of manipulation are our accomplishments, which we dare not discuss with a second person.

This is the reason, we have ‘Politicians’ to run our society today, not LEADERS! They are obsolete, we have killed them inside us. Because leaders don’t manipulate, Leaders don’t exploit. And we are used to manipulate and getting manipulated!

We feel dejected to see our broken dreams, courtesy the Political parties; but we fail to realize we are no way less than them. We are repeating the same story. May be in a smaller scale, but we are.. to the people surrounding us!

Still we are expecting others to serve the finest wine in our glasses, whereas, we have only a goblet full of Hemlock to offer!

The Priceless Gift

TIME!

People say, ‘Time is Money’, and people with money are still failures, to buy back time!

The little girl was never jealous to see her friends getting expensive gifts from their parents, on birthdays..

She used to be overjoyed when her father used to take some time out for her, every day, to do some crazy stuff together.

She had that small blue fishing rod, to accompany him on lazy afternoons, beside the pond. Naturally they had the kingfisher and other preying birds as competitors, sitting on nearby porch or hiding somewhere in the guava tree.. What a feeling of accomplishment it was, to catch hold of a fish, beating all the champs.. Yes, another beating was waiting at home for all the dirty and smelly clothes.. :p

Riding the Red bi-cycle and visiting the nearby mango orchard was one of the best of the lot. The smell of the half-ripe mangoes used to tempt her to go near.. And she used to surrender her senses by taking a deep breath with closed eyes..

She was a tomboy, with a bi-cycle with a stormy speed, she was a carefree soul who always had him as companion for mischiefs.

How about growing some vegetables in the backyard, they thought.. What could stop them! The Sun and the heat were too small a hindrance for them. They dug the soil, planted the seeds, watered them, fertilized.. And when she saw the corns growing golden each day passing, she was thrilled! Then came the peas, finally the sugarcane. She felt like a creator, a magician!

He taught her small details about the trees, the fruits, the birds, the fish; The nature altogether.. And she started believing she belongs to them.. Until she grew into harsh world of man and machines!

That little girl today does not remember the gifts she got on her birthdays. But she re-lives these memories every single day! The Time he spent with her, is her treasure today! Her Priceless Possession!

Nostalgic Encounter, With My Pencil!

I don’t type on my keyboard when I start writing. I dislike writing/editing/deleting on the screen. The stream of thoughts go away from me.. Only the final piece of writing remains..

I write with a Pencil! I like to scratch off, to add in between with help of arrows..
I have always been in love with the soft hissing whisper of the Pencil nib on a paper.. It resonates a magical feeling in me, I don’t know why.
I like the first writings of a Pencil, when the words are sharp and crisp. Suddenly after a para or two, I realize, thick words are coming out from my mighty sword, as its blunt now..
Every time I start writing, I start a journey backwards, to my school days. When my precious possessions used to be these bunch of pencils, colourful erasers. Practising handwriting was so much fun to me, experimenting new patterns for each letter, then admiring them myself.. Good handwriting always fascinated me, like a piece of Art!

Do you have the habit of scribbling ‘anything’ on a piece of paper? Well, I always had.. Last pages of all my notebooks still have the proofs on them..
Have you written anything with a Pencil of late?

Stereotype!

Commonly we say, most of the people are ‘Stereotypes’, typical, following the same trend, with blinded eyes..

True. The larger proportion of people go with the flow of the society rules-regulations or trends. Like here, get education — find a job — choose a partner –get married — have kids — raise them –save a lot of money — get them educated, and get them married etc etc.  This is the life of ‘The Common Dutiful Man’, who can’t get out of the ‘BOX’, ever!

And there are these people, the Rebels, who are different from the lot. They think, they ask questions, they want logic when told to do something blindly. These people bring change as they see the world with their own views and live life in their own terms & conditions.

These rebels generally hate being stereotype, and wonder why most of the people are so typical..

Now tell me, what happens, if the stereotypcal common man stops being stereotypical and start thinking like the rebels? The rebels will then increase by numbers, and one day will outnumber the common man!
Easy calculation says, that the Rebels will become the ‘Stereotype’, as they will now become the majority. Sounds good, isn’t it?

Actually being a stereotype can’t be negative in all the cases. Doing similar things like other people does not make you typical. Your Thought process and your Point of view makes you stand apart.

Society has created the rules to bring discipline into our lives. Problem with human species is when we get something, we tend to misuse it more, than to use it. It is our mistake that we follow rules blindly.
We are lazy couch potatoes, and love the safe, comfortable and pre-experimented path of life. We don’t ask questions, as we will be then deviated from our pre-guided path, and we have to build a new road on our own, which is quite hectic for us. So we let others decide, on how I live my own life. Its quite easy you see, user manual is always user-friendly.

However, the ultimate fact is that, we are not puppets. So lets try this…
Think, Speak out, Learn new things, Voice your opinions, Ask questions, and Please! COME OUT OF THE BOX!!!