Empty Mind!!

It is always said that an empty mind is a devil’s workshop, But I really wonder if at any point in time can a human mind be empty or rather is any mind which is completely occupied isn’t evil. It makes me wonder what is the real state of a mind which is empty. Does an empty mind mean the brain is dead or is no more functional? or, Does it mean that the person has gone to a state of black out, if so it makes me wonder if people in today’s world are all in a black out state were they have all gone to a state of unconsciousness. A state in which no one knows about the real reason for their existence, a state in which they have forgotten their mere purpose of birth into this world. They are living a superficial life which co-exist between the divinely and beastly beings. Living to defeat others or rather finding peace in oneself by destroying others around is being considered the way of life in today's world. So I would like to rephrase the sentence to 
                                     "Any mind in today's world is devils workshop".

Stages of life

In every human life there exist two stages, one stage I would call it the getting stage and the other the giving stage. Getting stage is the first half of our life, and giving is the latter half of our life. Getting stage is when we acquire almost everything from everyone around us. Right from when we were in mother’s womb where we acquired life, and then the necessary nutrients which gave us a form. When we came out to this world, we got care and love which are the two most quintessential for any human being, from everyone around us. Then as a kid we got food, clothing and education from our parents. We got knowledge from teachers. We learnt to show care and love for other beings from our grandparents, we learnt to share things from our siblings, we learnt to fight and at the same time forgive from our friends. As we grew we learnt to live an ambitious life from our society. So, once we learn the skill of being ambitious we also start learning how to be shrewd, how to be cruel, how to belittle others, how to live a life which will bring happiness only to you by way of destroying others. So apparently we forget to fulfill our second stage in our life which is giving. We forget to give back the basic amenities which we got as a kid from our parents when they need it. We forget to give back the love and care we got from our grandparents in their last stage’s, we even consider our very own parents who gave us life and form, as a burden so where is the talk of showing love and care to their parents. As a kid when we were able to share small things like pencil and toy with siblings, but as a grownup we don’t even bother to share our precious time with them once a while so busy with our own life. We forget to give our shoulders to our friends when they are in need of it. So let us not forget that in order to maintain the beam balance called life, giving is as important as was the getting stage of our life. 

FEAR

Everybody has a fear about one certain thing in this world sometimes it’s about the most silliest thing on this world like ants and cockroaches or some people have this weirdest fear of death, some are constantly scared of encountering the un existing ghosts in their life or some just scared that they will be beaten up by their parents for any silly thing they do on a daily basis. Some might be scared of facing their boss or some may be scared of facing natural calamities, some of terrorists or bomb blasts. Some may be scared of nights because they have insomnia or some may be scared of days because they have Heliophobia (Fear of sun). There could be fear of driving a cycle or being hijacked while travelling in a flight. Some are feared of losing half a mark in an exam and thereby flunking in the exam or some loosing half mark for cent-um. Some are feared of praying to god, some are scared of betraying god by praying less. A new born will be scared to face the light of this world for the first time and a man in his death bed will be scared to face darkness of death for first time. This four letter word called fear has manifested itself into so many forms and has occupied a major part in every man’s life. Nevertheless like everybody I too have one fear in life. A fear which has constantly shown me the right path to lead this world with determination and zeal. A fear of fulfilling my reason for birth. A fear which has helped me keep the promises I made to myself and to God. The promise being to conquer my world through sheer love and honesty, the constant fear of breaking this promise.

Joyeux anniversaire !!

One year sounds such a short period, but this one year is such a long journey in my life. This is a journey which showed me the real life lying ahead of me. It’s been one year since I started earning my own penny and saving too. It’s been a year since I moved out of the comfortable shelter which my parents, my school, my college had given me all these years. It’s been a year since I started handling real people in my life other than my own friends and surroundings. It’s been a year since I started putting in meager amount of money along with my dad for household expenses.. (Which is mostly getting my own cosmetics, trying out new accessories, trying to set my own style statement!!! :P :P) I’m sure this would have helped my dad reduce his monthly expense to half. It’s been a year since my loved friends from college left me and went across sea’s to start their own journey of life, and as it is rightly said “When you close some doors it also means you are opening other doors.” I also met few of the best people in my life in this one year. It’s been almost a year since I stopped dancing. A year has passed since I stopped worrying about being a health freak, because this IT job demands a lot of coffee, tea, snacks, break, treat, and so on. I am no more the person who used to keep a diet book and monitor what I eat, anything and everything I see edible I indulge in tasting it. Most important of all it’s been a year since I wrote tests and exams, last minute studying has become a forgotten ritual in my life. Well, it’s also been a year since I started writing blogs!!!! So many of you have constantly encouraged me in this process, some have really taken care in reading and giving valuable suggestions every time. One or two have always laughed at me for my attempt of writing blogs, I’m pretty sure many are waiting to spam my BlogSpot the next time I share my blogs with them, nevertheless I love to write and I will keep writing till my heart says to stop. Because,

“We should remember that wherever your heart is, you’ll find your treasure there”-Paulo Coelho!!

Two Thing

World was created by god but why did he create such a massive block with so many creatures in it.
In everything he created he made two different creatures of the the same kind yet distinct in their own ways. They are distinct but still we call them the same kind why? Man and women belong to same kind  yet they are different in almost every aspect, still why did we classify them into the same kind. Lion and a lioness, tiger and tigress, dog and bitch, and so on and on the list goes on.

Wonder why men and women belong to the same kind amidst all their distinct characters it is because they were born in this world to reach the same destiny. We might have different paths to follow as men and women yet our endpoint is the same to find true salvation through love and affection for one another.

One cannot attain this salvation without the help of the other. When we look at the human heart it is made of left and right heart, one cannot work  properly without the help of the other. Both the side of the same heart does completely different work yet their destiny is to constantly keep human being alive.

Just like how one side of the heart creates good blood and the other side removes the bad blood it is the constant effort of both the distinct creatures of the same kind to reach their common destiny. If one fails then it is impossible for the other to attain their destiny. Man and women should work in their own ways to reach the destiny of mankind. Just like how both the hearts work in harmony to remove the bad and bring in the new, men and women should work in harmony, try to understand their differences to bring in new energy into this world.

The two hearts don’t talk to each other they don’t try to dominate the other they don’t try to advice or teach the other yet, they work in a silence, a silence which teaches both to respect the other, a silence which makes one understand the need of the other and they work in a cycle, a cycle which is so perfectly maintained and gives both the heart’s the needed time to accomplish their job. Similarly human beings have our own cycles which involves both men and women, this cycle should be driven carefully giving each of them their own space and time to accomplish what is needed out of them.

Golden age

Writing at least two blogs a month has become a routine, I am slowly running out of thoughts because my life is also slowly turning out to be a routine now. Like every other young Indian who are in their quarter life crisis (in their 20’s) I go to work, slog the whole day, and talk to different people, come back home and sleep. Hardly do I get time to spend with family and friends. There are two different nouns trying to rule me day and night “emotions” and “duties”, it’s not only for me I am sure all of us who are in our golden age of twenties face the same kind of turmoil. Emotion as in paying right amount of attention to our loved ones, and duties as in spending the right amount of time in our work. There are two different worlds’ between our emotions and duties and it is we who have to bridge these worlds so that we feel connected to our real world. As I said this is a golden age for us because we start facing the real world only at this age, but at the same time we are also stuck between our emotions and duties. For most of you or at least all of us have this huge goals set in life which gives us rattle snakes in mind when we think about it, and on the other side this huge amount of hormonal stimuli which gives us butterflies in stomach. We try so hard to perfect both the duties and stimuli that at sometimes we end up getting screwed by our bosses on one side and our paramour on the other end. Apparently nothing much can be done about it, All we can do is try to have a balance of both these world’s and enjoy everything that’s going on because everything has an end and I’m sure our golden age will also end. So, let’s enjoy through all the confusions and mess in our life before this golden age turns into history. 

CHAMELEON

                                                        CHAMELEON

I have written enough about life, the way it is, the way it should be, and people who make my world, sadly every time I write a blog I realize I write so deep. Wonder why, when I talk to people outside I’m so hyper-active, but when I talk to myself by way of writing blogs I talk emotional and philosophical. People say I have a positive energy wonder why I don’t give that energy to myself. And when I say this my sole is confused about who I am. Am I really the hyperactive, retarded girl as I portray myself to this outside world or am I the most serious and philosophically matured lady, who thinks so much about my little known future. Why is it that I have two different characters within myself? Or is it just that certain behavior over rides the other at certain places and at certain times. If so why is it that I’m not hyper at places where I am generally quiet, and quiet at places generally I’m hyper? What inhibits me from being the same everywhere? Is it the people around me?

So many questions keep going on in my mind and after asking so many questions I’m still confused don’t know when I will find answers to these questions. Weird of all I wonder if everybody has such things going on in their minds. Wonder if everybody has such split personalities In them and when I say this I start feeling like a woman with super powers, having capability of a chameleon changing characters at different places. Apparently this sounds evil because a chameleon is always portrayed that way. But, yet I know I’m not as evil as chameleon for, after all I change characters just to protect myself from the different creatures of God around me. Well that way even a chameleon does the same, protects itself from different creatures around it, why is it that a chameleon is branded a cheat. Does that mean when we protect ourselves we are cheats in this world? I think I should stop this blog with this and give time for you people to think about it. Meanwhile I will think about my next topic to pen

photo courtesy:- Pradeep Kumar(Brother)

Birthday- A RED LETTER DAY FOR ONE AND ALL!!!

This blog is going to be one of my most cherished blog ever, because this is the first time i'm actually writing a blog, Now don't panic and assume that I have copied all my other blogs, this is the first time I penned a blog all my other blogs were created in laptop.

So, having said that I made up my mind to keep it as short as possible in order to save papers, and to think of the turmoil I have to undergo to type the blog yet another time gives me horripilation.

Well, on the other day I had a friendly conversation with my friends actually we were planning a birthday surprise for my Anniii. All of us came up with crazy ideas, the friendly conversation apparently ended in a heated conversation. Well, don't worry it is as usual because of Mr.Puli who always has this different perspective about almost everything in life, but, not as different as mine I would proudly say. The moment I said birthday surprise, he shooted out this question "WHY ARE WE CELEBRATING BIRTHDAYS FOR??.  WHAT DID WE ACHIEVE IN LIFE TO CELEBRATE BIRTHDAY?? . BIRTHDAYS ARE SOMETHING WHICH COMES EVERY YEAR ". he asked these questions with such a haste that it sent a shock wave into my head and my brain started to ponder on different aspects of why we celebrate birthday's.

The first birthday we celebrated because our parents spread their joy of completing one year of parenthood. Then what about the other birthdays aren't they still completing a year of parenthood every year, shouldn't we celebrate it??.

All of us are born to complete a mission which god entrusted upon us, we are so busy with this duty that no one actually has time to value their life, value what god has given them. So every year we cross a milestone in completing this mission why shouldn't we celebrate it. People bluntly shoot out questions like  " WHAT DID WE ACHIEVE IN THIS WORLD TO CELEBRATE BIRTHDAY?" for those of you I would like to ask, what do you consider acheivement as, to become the most richest person?, to become a celebrity?, to become a super hero?. Well, achievement is not about these superficial things you attain.

When a man can make his presence at a place cherish-able  when you can bring about smile in the face of a person who is crying at heart, when people who believe in you feel completely protective in your presence, when your hands are always there for those who are slipping down from the rocks of life. when you have the power to change all negative energies around you into positive, that is when you have achieved in your life, and that is what is achievement is.

Achievement is bringing such small things together and making it as a wordly power. If this can be followed everyday, then we are achieving every day in our lives, and if we are achieving everyday I'm sure according to Puli's theory we can celebrate birthdays everyday.      

A KEEPSAKE FOR MOTHER

It’s been quite some time since I wrote standstill, and my life is still in standstill. I realize there is nothing much I can do about it either, one thing I understood in this three months of my life is we don’t have control over everything that is happening in our lives so just live the way it is instead of worrying about it and life seems much simpler that way. Nowadays I look forward for weekends because not only I get off from my usual activities but, I get to do unusual things one such thing is writing blogs. Wonder how I have changed over the years, once a book worm who never used to go out any were, hardly stays in house during weekends nowadays. Either I go out with my companion mom, or my loving friends. Wait a moment when I talk about my mom I just realized how very important part she has played in my life. She has not only been my mom but a good friend, she has taken the role of sister who listens to all my sorrows and worries though she does not know to give any solution for it. But still I like to share everything with her god knows why. She is probably that one person who I can always trust upon, I know she will always be by my side. People say I have a childish charm in me, for those of you it’s from my mom I got it. Married at a very young age, hardly had she lived a life for herself, hardly she knows about the outside world. Her word is always within the four of us. Sometimes, no all most all the time I feel like I’m her mom who keeps advising her on crucial aspects of life, so innocent even at her forties, I really feel pity about her. She is one doll who will dance to everybody’s tune in my house, and even without the slightest haste which makes her a perfect human. So much she does to satisfy all our needs the whole day and the moment something slightly goes wrong it is she who is blamed for and even is scolded by everybody in the house irrespective of age, why I do it myself at times. I really wonder if I will ever acquire her traits, her patience and passion in living for others. But all I can do as of now is to dedicate this blog for her though I know she will not be able to appreciate what I’ve given her now.

A GIRL SHE IS-SACRIFICES!!

A girl she is. A girl she is born into a mediocre family. A girl she is born with a zeal and determination in life to conquer her world. But, A GIRL SHE IS….

Sacrifice is what she learnt in her life being born as a girl. Sacrifice her dream, sacrifice her ambition, sacrifice her happiness, and sacrifice her life in the end for the people around her who made up her world.

On the very first day when she entered this world she had to sacrifice her better half to god for no apparent reasons she could find. Well she was not born perfect either at least to the outside world. Not a cute baby, thin as a stick but grew up to be huge and chubby still not an adorable kid either. So had to sacrifice her chocolates and cookies, at a young age. Sacrifice her sleep in the morning at the age of six and go for workouts, sounds crazy but ya she did.

Yet another companion came into her life at the age of six, and now she had to share her world with him, the so called brother. She had to sacrifice sleeping with her mom during nights, sacrifice her toys, games and fun for his sake.

She grew up to be her dad’s asset!! So she had to sacrifice all her fun for her dad’s sake and study, study, study throughout her life to make him proud!!

Not many friends she could make, not many places she has visited in twenty years of her life span!! Always been a bookworm…

After successfully completing her degree did her sacrifices end there not at all!!

She steps out into the world to make a successful career woman but very soon she realized that, world does not want her to be one. All her twenty years of pain has gone for a toss now… she has to decline all her opportunities for that is what her same dad who thought her to grab all opportunities is advising her.!! Why?? Still to make him proud, this time to make him proud by becoming a responsible lady to take care of a family!! to marry someone And become a successful women like her mom.

Meanwhile she has to sacrifice her friendship at each stage.
These are the biteter sacrifices a girl has made in just twenty years of her life span; imagine the sacrifices she has to make throughout her life. It is not about a single girl but almost every girl born into this world. Every girl is therefore an epitome of sacrifice try to respect her if not at least try not to hurt her.!!!!

CHANGE!!

                 I am entering the sixth month of work almost half a year it’s going to be since I entered the corporate world and ya since I started writing blogs. This being my eighth blog I am very thankful to all those of you who have been supportive from the time I started writing. Having said this I just wonder how the number of responses for my blog has kept changing drastically from each blog I write. My first blog got a great response from all those with whom I shared because it being my first blog, everybody appreciated me, motivated me. All my consecutive blogs have started getting less and less responses, though I share it only with those whom I consider my intimate, I am sitting and wondering why, is it because they don’t like the way I write, is it because they don’t find time, is it because……. So many thoughts keep pondering in my head.

                 yes this blog is about one of my greatest learning about people, people are self-centered in this world.    Everybody is busy with their own life. You call them by any relationship you want brother, sister, uncle, aunt, or the so called friends, best friends, intimate friends, eternal friends, give any name whatsoever to people they are all still self-centered and care only about their life.

When you are happy and you celebrate it you have a whole lot of people there with you to celebrate along with you, but the moment you say you are in trouble the whole lot moves away from you, it is again this self-centered disease of humans.

                 I would like to finish this blog for now but, people you have one life and try to live the life for those who believe in you. Try to spend atleast a few minutes a day for others and see the difference. Try to hear others problems in life and you will realize that you are facing far less challenges in life when compared to so many others.

                My thought again goes back to what I was thinking in the beginning, ya people when I share my blogs with you all, its because I believe you people can make changes in my life even if it is a change of nano size.Please try to respect my belief for you if not me.!!

MAN VS WILD

Gone are the days when kids lived a life of real luxury and pleasure, and when I mean luxury it is not the virtual luxury you get through money in today’s world,  It is the sheer joy I, as a kid got from little things that made up my world during those days. Getting up each day to the sound of temple bells and bhajjan’s around your house or to a cock’s crow. Hesitantly getting ready to school, your mom helping you with the lunch, your granny feeding you breakfast, your uncle and aunt who also lived with you getting you dressed up, and there we go off to school by walk with your granddad. Along the way to school getting to talk with your grand-dad about umpteen number of things happening in your life. Later in the evening getting back home with your granddad this time getting a stick ice or mango and munching it all the way. Back in home the same set of people waiting to greet you not just with open hands but, with an open heart. I think I was one of those luckiest kids on this planet who grew up not just with money but, with people around. Pity the kid’s in today’s world who are growing up a machine’s life.

The very day a kid celebrates its first birthday we put them in a creche or rather get them admitted I would say. The kid apparently learns obedience, ethics and dining etiquette at the age of one when all that a kid has to learn is true love, love for mankind rather than love for toys and play stations. If we feel that humanity is lost in the world, people are turning wild killing each other, the reason is we don’t teach our kids humanity when they have to learn it. Apparently what you sow you reap. When at the age of one you sow jealousy into their brain how can you expect to reap love and humanity from them at the age of twenty. 

"It is what you do in the present that will redeem your past and thereby change the future-paulo coelho"

So let the present be filled with pure love thereby you expect true humanity in future.

STANDSTILLL

Everybody has a phase in their life when they feel a standstill. It is that part during which everything seems to be happening against your wish or will however you put it. It could probably be the transition stage, a transition from being an Adolescent to a grown up, or from being young to becoming old, It could be a transition from illiterate to a literate, poor to rich, or rich to poor. From all the above examples only the last one has a backward reaction everything else is only change from worse to better or better to best. From all these transitions you always lose certain things or gain certain things, don’t keep whining about the things you lost, instead rejoice in the things you gained.

One day we feel we have everything in life because of some petty thing, and the very next day we feel end of life when we lose that same petty thing. This happens because we as humans always place importance for other lives or things rather than our own life, by this I don’t mean to say, be an egoist or a self-centered person, but live your life for your sake and not for others. You can sacrifice certain things for others but not your life.

Another reason for feeling a standstill is when we don’t get what we want or when people don’t realize who we are; by this I mean when your talent is put down or not noticed when it has to be. If people don’t realize your talents you are not the one to worry, and you are not losing anything, it is they who are losing a talented person so keep moving in life till you find the right place where you are appreciated.

Never ever change yourself for others, always be yourself because if you start changing yourself for others you have to keep doing it so often, people and relationships are dynamic in your life the only thing which is static is you and your life.

I think when we realize all the above in our life, we will never feel a stand-still phase.

“You drown not by falling into a river, but by staying submerged in it.”-Paulo Coelho.

BACHIS AND SPINS

“Mujhe dhoste karo” was the first thing I asked this person in my first chat, and I got an immediate reply “nahi karoongi”. The very next question I asked was “mujhe shaadi kareka” , very less did I know at that time that this person would mean so much in my life. Well this is not my love story, and the person is neither a guy, it’s one of my best buddy named annnnni. This is the name I gave her!! Well now don’t mistake me for asking such a question to a girl that was an attempt to learn Hindi and it all went in vain as usual. I have known her for the past four months now and not once did I find one flaw in her such a perfect human being, so difficult to find one like her. Very poised, at the same time energetic. Well, it was my hindi tutor harini who introduced me to her and I’m thankful to her as well, If not Hindi I at least got my annnni!!!. It is not just her this blog Is about twelve different people who have changed my life in this very short span of time of four months. If I was dumb enough to become the CR of my class on the first day, there was another person as dumb as me to become the male CR Gokul or the "Puli". If there was one person who made me realize the person in me, it was him. Now I don’t regret being the CR anymore I got him as my friend, and not just friend my eternal friend he is. My audacious pharos introduced me to yet another person Bobby alias maya alias motta!!! Well his name is prashant iyappan. I could just write pages and pages about this person, but in short he is someone who could make me cry as well as laugh at the same time!!!. Iti, and ankhur my bhabbi and bhaiyya from north, are my northy friends who have been with me from the very first day and been a part and parcel of all my happiness and sorrows. Two brothers who I’m sure will be there for me when I want yes, punch as I call him, punch prakash and raja anna, I’m happy that they accepted me as their sister. Last but not the least four other girls from the same college, little did I know about each of them back in college, divya who was with me right from the induction training, aruna, lincy and vadivambiga . They are girls who can make revolution in history of wipro, very capable of changing a “LAKE INTO A SWIMMING POOL”. Together we all named ourselves as  ’BACHIS & SPINS’ . There are so many memories running in my head when I write this blog, and so much tears running down my eyes at the same time, but at this point all I can do is thank god for introducing me to them, and I beg him to keep them as a part of my life till my last breathe.