Over and Out

                 We're Over... We are so Over... Just get out of my life you psycho b*^%*... 

Inner Peace... Does it always have to be so dramatic?? Why cant we see things with a calmer insight?? Because we tend to trigger the panic button too quickly. We act in the heat of the moment and not think about the repercussions it will have on the future. At the end of the day, we are just left crying over spilled milk.


  Closure... That is such a relative word. For some closure is just about meeting the next cute guy or hot chick round the corner. For some its about tearing and burning up all evidences of the past, slowly deleting all memories from the mind and eventually moving on. While for a few,well, they just cling on... That song in your playlist, those scenes from your pet movies, those infinite letters and mails and chats and gifts. They just need a hint to make them delve deep into the abyss and then make themselves feel miserable. They treasure every moment spent and recollect those lost moments when its over. The reason for a break-up could be many but the hurt they feel is known only to them.

  Who is Happy... In today's world where everything is temporary,momentary and materialistic, do you think true love does exist? People fall in love but soon enough fall out of it too. The cyber age has shown its evil face to the world.Mobiles,chatting,internet,FB,watsapp; these were supposed to connect us to the world and make it a smaller place. Make our virtual presence felt.  But it has only disconnected us from what really matters in life. It has made our real life existence pretty virtual. Today, even a toddler knows about love and a teenager has had sex. Thank you technology for enlightening our kids.

 

So friends, I believe its time we re-enter the real world. Its time we analysed our lives again. Its time we relived our dreams again. Its time we spend more time with the people that really matter.Its time we learnt to forgive. Its time we learnt to love again.  Only this time, lets make it forever. Only this time, let there be no Over and Out.

Separations, Partings and Losses in love

   When was the last time you had that strange obnoxious feeling that you were losing someone in your life! What if you were to lose someone special this very moment! But what if you had never ever imagined losing that someone special only to wake up alone one morning!!! When you are woken up by the noise of the irritating alarm and not the sweet tender voice of your beloved. When you manage to snuggle some free time in your over-hectic schedule and then realize there is no one waiting for your call anymore! The battery of your cell phone nowadays refuses to drain out, the nights find you waiting for the darkness to take over your senses rather than wait till the wee hours of the morning for the conversations to stop. When days become months and months become year but after that point, a day becomes a year.

   Love comes in each ones life in different packages and intensities. As a kid you are attached to your parents and your siblings. Despite all the sibling rivalry, you realize you cant live without each other. You protect your youngers and seek loads of gifts from your elder bro/sis. It is a bond deeper than any other bond in life. A bond written in blood, signed by the years of togetherness. A mother sacrifices a lot in bringing up a child - from his diaper days to his XL days - and does so out of sheer love for the most prized possession in her life. Hence it is the duty of the kid to reciprocate the love when he has the means to do so. You need not shower her with gifts - keep them for your girlfriends - just a loving gesture or seeking her approval before making big decisions is more than enough to melt her heart.

   But the strangest form of love comes much later in life - when you have almost lived out 20 odd years of your life - and then turns your life upside down. You start dressing up properly to seek her approval. You no longer need to be told to eat or sleep properly because you have already lost these two elements in your life. The long everlasting fights, the kiss-and-makeup, the long phone bills, the secret letters and gifts, sneeking out to meet her, feeling elated at the simplest of praises, sitting by the shore holding hands, watching movies together, promises of never ever leaving each other and then BANG!!!!! There comes the strange part.

   All these years you were leading a happy single life. All that mattered was just YOU. Two years of being in someone's arms and then you just cant get over it. Why is it that these two years leave an indelible scar for life? Why cant any other form of love ever ever compensate for those times? Why does it make you feel so hollow inside that you start questioning your being???

   This is the time for self-introspection. Was not those twenty years reason enough for living just to see your parents smile? Was not the love your sister more important than the female who never understood your love.  
No matter how hard you try, ties of blood can never be equaled by any other form of love. And no love is worth dying for if it wasnt worth living a lifetime. Love was never meant for the weak-hearted - its a challenge even for the lion-hearted. And only when you manage to rise and shine despite these losses in life will you become a true warrior. So all those who have loved and lost - once or more - never give up. Coz if those twenty years of love was not reason enough for you to live, then you had no purpose being brought to this world by them. Live for them, to bring a smile to their faces, to feel joy at their pleasures and only then will you truly understand the meaning of LOVE. And who knows - maybe your next true love is just waiting round the corner, waiting for you to find her, lift her in your arms, and walk into the golden horizon of life...

Emotions : Anger

   Consider a plush and serene relaxation and rejuvenation centre with a steam bath facility. This particular facility is used by many people daily and today is also just another day. What the operator did not realize when he closed the centre for lunch was that he had accidentally left the steam on. As time passes by the build-up of steam is huge and it has no vent to release itself. When the operator returns to face the alarming situation at hand, he first turns off the steam. But what happens when he opens the door for an outlet to the hot air inside. It gushes out and leaves the person 'scarred for life'

   Let the room represent a human body and the door - his mouth. Where does that mammoth anger get its vent? To the person who cares for it to open the door and the mouth leaves him scarred for life. We often hear about people being asked to channelize their anger. Constructive ways to let out your anger like playing a game a squash. But in practical life do we get that much time to rush over to a court and start people after having turned a blind eye to every known face in the crowd you meet on the way to stop your emotions from flowing out? Self-healing is a much better process and it is somewhat closer to channelizing it. Some ask you to breathe deeply and concentrate on your breathing so that you slowly forget the events of the past hour or so. Some listen to music and sing along or rather scream along to let it out of their systems.

   Whatever you do to vent the internal unrest is upto the individual. There is no rule as to the line of action to be adopted. But one primary rule that every man should adopt in life is - never let your 'steam' burn your loved ones. One bitter word can create a life-long crack in a relationship or even cause it to end.Because there is only so much that your friend, your partner, your wife, your relatives will take beyond which the boundaries cease to exist and the inevitable awaits.

   Life is too short. The first 18 years passes away analyzing the world and the people dwelling in it. Dont waste the next 40-odd years repenting your decisions which were made in a rough state of mind or those words uttered in a fit of a rage. The arrows which once leave the bow, never come back. The strike is fatal and the damage - irreparable. So guys-  enjoy life as it comes and learn to get a grip of yourself and your emotions even when you are facing the worst crisis of your life. It is just a test of your strength and character and you need to emerge a winner coz thats the face your loved ones live to see....The smile on your face brings the sunshine in their lives. 

Clipping the wings

   The heart is a small bird which resides inside the cage of our bodies.There are a lot of aspirations and expectations this bird has.Also it has a lot of desires.The biggest desire is to fly...fly fly fly into the blue sky...So why is it that it just happily stays in its little cage when it has the entire world waiting to welcome it with open arms.It sleeps, it eats, it chirps away merrily but deep down somewhere the desire to spread out its wings and soar above everything else is always there.But what we dont realize is that everyday in captivity, this passion of the heart slowly loses its zeal.Every passing day makes the wings go weaker and the acceptance to the present scenario - unavoidable.

   But what was it in the first place that put it in its cage? No one is born in captivity - so what put the bird in its caged.Why did this creature of the sky get chained down behind bars of steel? Will the doors to the world ever open up for her? Will the heart ever be able to fly again? Will it ever be able to accept the world as it is or move on in life believing that the cage is her only comfort zone, her quantum of solace.

   What it doesn't realize is that the world has never forgotten about her.The sky still misses seeing its favourite birdie glide.The Lord is saddened to see its beautiful creation lead a sad dejected life with all purpose forgotten.The do you know who misses you the most? The silent bird-watcher. Coz every day he waits for you to set your self free.Every day he wakes up with a prayer to see his bird heal its pain, forget its past sufferings and shake off the shackles and soar away.Coz that is where it belongs.He wants to see her open up her beautiful wings and let the rays of the sun bounce off her silky texture and make every day as bright as ever.As the bird flies away to other zones, other territories, other continents and countries- it will eventually find a new and better admirer.Someone who will take very good care of this precious bird and keep her happy with him for the rest of his life. Maybe that is why the bird refuses to open up coz its afraid that his original lover will get used to seeing it fly and when eventually has to fly away, it will just hurt him.

   Truth is - You never love to keep your love restrained.Love is unconditional and selfless...It knows no bounds, no barriers. Sometimes one look is all it takes.Sometimes even a lifetime is not enough.Love is giving your all and setting the bird free and expecting nothing in return. Just the thought of seeing you happy all your life is all he ever wanted, all he ever wished for, all he ever cared for. So set your wings in motion and fear not what will happen if you fall.Always remember that your silent admirer - your bird watcher- is always waiting to catch you if you fall in your flight.All you need to do is FLY...Fly fly fly into the blue sky, dont ask how dont ask why.Coz all I wanna see is you soaring high !!!

When I becomes WE, but I meets E

 Happiness.What is your definition of this word.For some it means money,for some it means peace of mind and again for some it means a simple monotonous but love-propelled family life.But what helps bring about that sense of happiness in your life?Can sharing your joys increase your joys and sharing your sorrows reduce them?Well this also provides the distinction between two groups of ppl- introverts and extroverts.  
   An extrovert like me just cant contain his joys and is always waitin to tell the outside world of his achievemwnts or share his sorrows.And when he finds his Miss.Right, he cant stop telling everything about his day.He feels it a moral duty to keep his partner informed about his feelings and emotions and may be his past.But thats where trouble erupts... 
   Coz when he pours his heart out to his beloved, he expects the same in return.But what do you do when the hubby is an introvert and is reluctant to open up to him?Initially when love is young, things remain fine but with the passage of time, his expectations of an outspoken girl still lies unfulfilled.Its not that he can stop sharing his life as a vengence coz he is used to being heard and sympathized or appreciated as the situation may demand.But even though he accepts her emotional silence, there will be times when it can get irritating for both.And either one can take an adverse step in a fit of rage and scar both of them as well as the beauty of the relationship.Both feel they are right in their own personal ways and this slowly eats its way into the apple of love like a worm.   I guess the only way to make it work is by accepting each other as they are.This is easier said than done as love has two different meanings for them.The test of time as usual plays its role and only the survivors can live happily ever after.I guess you have to make your love age like rare wine, and not like milk which just turns sour and bitter with every passing day...Life is too short to be wasted fighting over triflings.Go out and live it like a champ, quit cribbing and show your unconditional love in a way even your princess didnt expect...Only then will you get the essence of the word HAPPINESS...

First Love

   There are things which you never forget in life - your first car, your first home theatre but above all, your first Love!!!

   I guess I was in class 5 when I saw her for the first time and I knew she was the one.She had the eyes of a naughty kid and the smile...god what do I say...she had the prettiest smile in the world with that small dimple which i just loved to watch.I could spend all day just gazing at her.A few of my friend came to know about it and they started teasing me but who cared.I was in love.

   Ours was a different kind of a love story.We never talked or even met each other.She probably didnt even know about my existence and still I had given away my heart to this princess .I had also written a poem about her which I have no clue as to which corner of my room it lies in today.Her name was Preity Zinta !!!

   She ruled my heart for years to come and I made sure I never missed any of her movies even if they were not commercially successful.With every passing day my love and devotion just grew towards her as I collected every picture and article in the newspapers and every wallpaper available on the internet.I treated my friends on her birthday - 31st of Jan.

   As i entered my college life, her movie ' Salaam Namaste' was released which contained quite a few sleazy scenes and had a bold theme.But she was my favourite for playing out those unconventional roles.I just loved the movie although most of my friends didnt find it worth a second watch.

   Time passed by and I got introduced to the first real girl in life for whom I felt something special.There were bells ringing inside me everyday which Preity could never bring about.This girl was special- too special for me and thats when I realized myself drifting away from celluloid to real-time love.With her I have spent the most precious and best years of my college life and the memories still linger on coz like all good things this too came to an end.But not before I thought I was totally over Preity and had probably moved on to the latest hotties like kareena and kats.Yet as I was watching Koi Mil Gaya today, I realized that I still adored her beauty, her smile, her dimple...I may not be the kid, all head over heels in love with this eternal goddess, but I respected her for the lady she was.The feelings had probably matured.That is what happens with true first love - no matter how much you move away, no matter how much you move on- you can never forget her.She has and will always be the special one in your life.Her position of being the numero uno is irreplaceable.And sometimes you feel the damage caused by her loss in your life is irrepairable.But I guess it is the voice of the universe which cant bare to see this wounded bird, and hence urges it to just move on...

The Parents' Diary

   There are certain moments in life which are worth preserving in life.Like how I wish I had someone with a handy cam filming the moment when I was born.As I was passed on from my mom to dad to grandparents-maternal and paternal.How I wish I could get a look at those joy-filled faces as they got a look at their prized possession in that small over-crowded hospital room.From that day on, life has never been the same for my parents.

   Till that day, they were content living a slow and quiet life in a small peaceful yet beautiful city and being content with whatever they had.But now with friends and relatives pouring in from all parts of the country and abroad, they had to make room for everyone and look after every individual's comfort in that small 2-bedroom company provided house they called Home.In short, life has been a breeze for them.Sometimes it took the form of a tornado which left a lot of destruction as it passed over us but they were too strong individuals to be shaken up by a mere wind.And thus we lived on to see so many happy and memorable moments in our lives.

   My parents were more than content tending to one kid in the house but I needed a sibling and I can be really pushy when I want to.My sister was born six years after my birth on a very auspicious day - the 25th of December- and I can safely conclude that 'She is the best thing that's ever been mine.' Fair as an angel with the looks of a princess, she taught me the pleasures in sharing and caring, the joy of gifting with the last penny you save and the magic of love even when you are at your wrestling best.Of course my parents had one hell of a time taking care of two nut-cases in a house of sane individuals, also sighted by them as the main reason why we could not keep a pet dog- they already had two Great Danes to take care of .

   These 24 odd years of my life on this planet has been an amazing experience thanks to my wonderful family.My sister has always been there to watch my back when I was in a spot of trouble.I was always there to take care of her minimal needs that she ever has had (compared to my needs in life, her's is a trifling).We never knew or realized that time was passing by so fast and now I have a job which forces me to stay away from home most times of the year.but every time I left home and saw my mom's stifled tears all ready to burst out on the railway station, I just couldn't  bring myself to look at it.I am a strong boy and I dont have so many emotions boiling inside me.But the truth was that I knew once she got home, my forever bubbly sister would be there to cheer her up.But now she too has gone to college and as I was leaving the station today and I looked at those tear laden eyes, I knew they had no place to go back to.No quantum of solace...Just a lonely house with memories of her two kids who have grown up so fast and now live in different cities far far away from the love and care of a mother's paradise.