When Love Strikes!!

Today when I sit to write I just wonder how life has its own twists and turns and how the presence of that someone special makes this journey of life worth. Life changes to its core and one ends up smiling for no reason. Even in the crowd, one finds solace and noise doesn’t seem to bother anymore. Blood rushes all the time to the brain forcing it to think about that special person, everything he does and he doesn’t. You start liking things once upon a time you detested the most and the simplest of thing on this phase of earth seems the most beautiful. There is this sweet melody that plays al the time in your ears and even the ruthless of the word seems the sweetest.

You stop cribbing about life and enjoy every bit of it. The feeling of belonging to that special someone is itself so out of the ordinary. You dress up the most striking way and stand hours and hours in front of that little mirror in your room. You don’t grumble about getting drenched in the rain neither do you grumble about the scorching heat of the sun above. Suddenly the air seems cooler and fresher than before. The fragrance of the perfume seems to be filling the air around you and everything seems so so perfect. You go out of your way to be extra good to people and everybody notices this change in your being. Habits change and sleep disappears. Heart starts beating with thrice its speed and romantic songs suddenly replace those party numbers. Such strange yet wonderful feeling is LOVE. And Falling in love with the right person makes it all the more wonderful. The best part is, there are no rules to follow, love follows you.

Such a beautiful form of a feeling bestowed upon us by HIM. It fills your life with smiles and your special someone becomes a part of your prayer. You fear losing your love and treasure his / her presence in your life. This union, so special, so rare. Stars keep twinkling in your eyes and you weave dreams of a blissful life together.

The love of my life once said, “ There is no Policy for love, Love is above all ” And know what? I firmly believe it!!

Power Power everywhere.... but not a watt for us!!!

In this hectic life of Mumbai , what one needs is peace of mind at the end of the day when one reaches home. But I guess we people staying in suburbs cant even dare to dream about such a life. The constant power failures in places , Vasai - Virar have been a pain for all of us. To add to it the power failures are for not less than 8 hours a day which excludes those small time power cuts in between, so it sums upto almost 9 hours a day. The timings are weird , 6 in the morning when one starts the day and the last cut at 3 in the after noon to 9 in the night. That means no power for almost the entire day when one needs to work. What troubles us the most is that the entire city enjoys 24 hours non stop elcetricity supply and we at the end suffer. After all these we also pay huge electricity bills not less than Rs. 1500 per month. When checked the reason for this , it was told by the officials that the state is running short of Electricity and thats the reason these load sheddings have become so frequent. But I am not able to understand the logic behind getting things compensated only from our end. Why cant the entire state stand together so that we save electricity and everyone, I mean everyone enjoys the same amount of electricity without causing much of trouble to anyone.

Chinku!!!!

It was just yesterday that I was reading an article by a friend of mine about his sister who got married recently.How much is he missing her...I was amazed at the way he expressed himself. I often hear my younger brother saying, I love u didi, meri chotti si beti ( he says that when he needs some cash!! ) etc etc...This article made me think how life changes when your siblings become a part of your life. But we all speak about how special sisters are and how they bring love and happiness in our life...... but never read how special a small and loving brother is( nope!! I m not getting into the gender discussion). I would love to speak about my brother who actually changed my life and I got my bestest friend in him.

'Chinku' as I call him came in my life when I was just 6 years old.Longing for a small little brother , one fine day we were told that a small little baby is soon going to be a part of our family........ Our joys knew no bound!! Yippie!! someone would call me didi now and would listen to all that I say.Everyday me and my didi would pray to God, Please "humko Bhai dena".And there came 15th Feb ( thats my chinkus birthday ), Mom was in the hospital with some complications and everybody around was tensed. I kept on asking my dad, Doctor bhaiya kab dega????...Time was passing very slow and I was all set to meet this new member and there came my dad, I heard him say,Its a boy!! Thats all I wanted..Me and didi ran to see him and after much request we were allowed to enter a ward where we saw this infant crying and wrapped in a small piece of cloth. He was my brother, just mine and I would not let anybody touch him....... was really possessive huh!!

He was brought home after 5 days and as per moms instructions we were not supposed to touch him without washing our hands. Me and didi would hate going to school , leaving him at home. Time passed by and he grew up. I still remember he couldn't pronounce my name and would call me, khuchu didi...I loved it. We always bonded well with each other .I would fight with children so that my chinku gets to bat first , we would eat chocolates together without telling mom , fight like cats and dogs and then end up saying sorry!! I could remember that he was afraid of school and teachers and i used to tell him all good things about school, the picnic and chocolates, celebration and competition. He would understand nothing but knew that school was not as bad as he thought. Children go to school at 3 , my chinku went at 4.He was the only boy who gave his Kindergarten interview in hindi...hehehehe!! Tore a 50 Rupee note at the age of 3 and when asked about it by dad , replied with innocence , Its just 50 Rupees and not Gandhiji ( meaning 500 Rupee note ). Had left home without telling anyone at the age of 3 and came back home after half an hour just because he wanted to pee....Would make me do his art home work and also would tell me to zip my mouth about it as it was supposed to be a secret!!

I can write endlessly about his stories and fun that we have together. Today at the age of 18 behaves like an elder brother and tries to do all that he can to keep me happy. Wants me to get married and go ( so that he doesn't have to share the room with me ) and keeps on missing me when am not around. Doesn't go shopping alone and drags me with him to buy his stuff ( though I have no say in anything and have to like all that he buys ).Writes blogs on what a bad cook I am and how he manages to survive after eating it. That how miser I am to not lend him money when he needs it...Gifts me a beautiful gift on rakhi and then takes it back after 2 days just because we had a fight as to whom does mom love more, me or him?? Gives me a tight hug and says I Love U Di for some 10, 000 times when he needs cash to spend on his friends. Discusses every bit of his life with me and is always ready to listen mine.Would always crack jokes and make everybody laugh.. during my tough times he was always there to support me , and would tel me, "Di main sab kuch thik kar doonga!!

But at the end of the day I love him a lot. Life changed completely after he entered my life and Me and Di became more responsible and indeed he added joys to our life. I do not need to find a friend for myself because He is the best buddy for me, always there to stand besides me.I wish his life is full of Happiness and success....Just like he brings smiles to others, may he always smile!!

Come Back!!!

Its a deep dark night, I have lost my way
I was holding your hand, I was holding you tight
You left me mid way , and it is all dark
I am all alone, finding my way back
Come back , look behind,
Am here.... Come hold my hand
and take me with you to your land!! Will you??
I cant breath , I cant see
All I can do is hear lonliness creeping in
Deep inside me , making me breathless
I can hear your words , as dried leaves fly with air ,
You promised you wont leave,
You promised you will be there
Come back , look behind ,
Am here.... Come hold my hand
I think there is a sun , but it has no light
the night doesnt seem to end
and so does my plight
I m crying in pain and I look for you around!!
Is that you will never come back?
Is that am all out from your heart?
oh!! my heart bleeds if I ask it forget you
oh!! it cries and weeps!!
Come back , look behind ,
I m breathless...... and I m closing my eyes
because though there is light and day
the world seems dark without you!!!!!!!

Faith!!

MAN:
I need you to be around me ,
I need you to be there,
Is there no reason to love me?
Is there no reason to care???
I promised to be true
And always to be just
I did not betray people
I never broke your trust
I gave a helping hand
To all those in pain
You told me to be selfless
And never think of gain
I did not steal or rob
I did what you said
I toiled all day hard
I earned my own bread
I gave all my love
To all your people around
But you still strayed me
Lonely on this ground
So tell me now oh! You
You God up above
Have you forgotten me
And have forgotten to love???
I am dying in loneliness
All in pain and grief
I am sad that I had faith in you
In you I had belief!!
GOD:
I was always with you
I always loved you
But your faith in me
Was just like dew
It failed when put to test
And you spoke all you did
You did it for the rest
And all those in need

But in little pain and grief
You started blaming me
You did not have belief
And stayed away from me
Those who serve my people
They never say it loud
They serve them in my name
And are silent in the crowd
They know I am with them
And I live in their heart
Their faith never shatters
And ways never part
Jesus!! My only son
On cross he had died
Still he loved me
But he never cried
And that’s when he resurrected
And came back to life
He had faith in me
Though he had all the strife
Oh my dear man
I always put to test
And you should smile and say
God, You know the best!!
Alas!! I wanted to help you
But you went far away
Dark nights that you saw
Had a bright hidden day……

HUM JEET GAYE!!!

Hum Jeet Gaye!!!!


It seems life always makes me think and ponder over questions which even Einstein would find difficult to answer. As a kid I would always embarrass my mother asking her questions which had no rationale and as my mom still says , “Tumhare sawaalon ka koi sar pair nahin hota”_,meaning my questions are just NONSENSE and its impossible to answer them in a YES or NO!!! Here comes another question from my brain cells, and I just hope I find an answer for this.

Yesterday I started my day as usual ( the rush rush to reach office on time ) and was listening to FM ( my favourite pass time in my local train ). I just heard a discussion over how sensitive Bombay is as far as religion or linguistic barriers are concerned. This discussion just vibrated the grey matter in my brain and my mind started running with triple the speed it always does. My brain tried to find answers and in return ended up with 10 more questions. Why do we call ourselves Democratic?? Are we still a developing country because we fail to recognize people as human and divide ourselves??? Thinking so I reached office and just forgot about these questions in the midst of the files and papers ( Yes, other than troubling people with my questions , I also work sometimes!!).

The day passed and it was 4 in the evening, I was tired and my mind needed rest.
I turned around to see and found that all my colleagues were focused at one point on the projector screen. I tried to see and found that it was the cricket match between India – Australia which was projected on the screen. Oh!! How could I forget it??? It was India playing against Australia!! I joined my colleagues in cheering for India to win. And we all were actually praying so that India wins the match ( Isn’t Cricket a religion In India? ). And just then I looked at my colleagues, all young and energetic, discussing on how Boys in Blue should play to win. I found no religious or linguistic barrier could stop them from being one and praying for India to win. They didn’t bother whether the player belongs to their religion or speaks their dialect. I colud see different colors of India , glorifying in front of me. I could see all possible directions ( NORTH , EAST , WEST , SOUTH ) focused on one direction, The country, India!!!

Was this the answer to my question??? I hammered my brain all through my journey to office and found my answer right there!! We are not divided. The young blood joins hands and believes in standing together for the country!! And Thinking about all this I just had a look at the screen and their I saw , Indian team was roaring with victory!!

Yes !! India had won the match and proved to everyone that in our diversity lies our strength. We are not bound to any state or dialect or religion, we are least bothered to know about the boundaries of one state because we know rivers have no boundaries and so does air!!! Our team played as team and all of us inhale the same spirit….Don’t we?? WE BREATH HUMANITY!!!

I came back to my desk smiling and my colleague called out my name and said , “HUM JEET GAYE!!! I smiled and said, HAAN!!! HUM JEET GAYE!!!