The Mini Story!!

“Can you come and see me tomorrow at 11:00 am?” an assertive and strong voice asked me from the
other side of the phone.

“Errr....Tomorrow?” I asked failing to judge the urgency of the situation.

“Yes please… is there a problem?” The voice came quicker this time.

“No, that’s ok. I’ll make it at 11:00 am.” I confirmed.

I reached on time and was guided to her cabin by another employee working with her. The cabin looked like a typical room from a corporate housing a large circular wooden table, three chairs and a polyphone. Behind her seat was a painting that was beyond my understanding. Perhaps that was an abstract painting. The room was filled with a frail smell of some room freshener. As soon as I entered I was greeted by a petite woman, with beautiful eyes, a simple smile, dusky and radiant complexion,nails well manicured and a poise to fall for. Then I could relate to the voice I heard a day before.

That was my first encounter with Mini. The interview with her went on well. In fact most of it was a discussion. Soon I was offered and I joined the organization. She was the one I was to report to. During my initial days I was busy with the knowledge transfer and hardly had any time to interact with her. For records both of us are seated in different locations in Bangalore. Thus, most of our conversations were restricted to either official mails or the occasional telephonic ones.

To a stranger Mini would come across as a very assertive and curt woman. I recollect and laugh when I remember how I had named her “Hitler” and would rave about her over the top attitude. I was in the initial phase of settling in a new workplace and understanding the gaps to be bridged and she was confronting some ugly realities of life. So, to cut long story short we were often “rude” to each other. I felt she was not around to help me while I failed to understand that she was battling through some difficulties all alone. The funniest part is that we both were often irritated with each other.
But then…..everything changed.

We sailed through those tough times and drove throughout successfully. With situations demanding it, we started spending time with each other at work. This was an opportunity in disguise which we understand only now. With demanding schedules we started knowing each other more and more and more. Time passed by and before we could realize, she had already claimed her place as my mentor and    I happily found a place in a part of her heart (I take the liberty to say so).

Mini is not the micro manager type. She gives you all the space you need to do your work. But to be
honest, she is a task master. The most unusual thing about her is that she loves honest people. I still remember her telling me once, “If you don’t feel like working, tell me and go see the birds outside. But do not lie.” So we don’t need to lie to her. People who have suckers as managers envy me because I don’t have to create a story to her, ever. I call her and tell her the “truth”. Moreover, I can be myself with her.

I think the reason why I like her is because she is indisputably genuine. She is on your face. No buttering, no polishing and no sweet talks. She is to the point. And, she hates people sucking up to her to grow. Neither has she encouraged that ever nor does she do it herself. Perhaps, this is what sets her apart. And honestly while I type this, I am still in complete ambiguity whether to post it or just let it be. J

She has immense knowledge on our field of work. Perhaps it’s because of her pedigree over the years
and her experiences through life’s thick and thin. She is determined and can push you to the edge too. She hates pessimists and for us is the driving force behind everything we do. She has brought together a   team that worked individually. Today we all swear by her. We look up to her as a mentor, guide, and most of the times as a Mother Figure. We have the liberty to open up our hearts to her and she shows concern. Though I still call her Hitler sometimes and giggle at it.

To tell you, Mini has a softer side too. Yeah, yeah, I know it is difficult to believe this especially for
someone who has been living her principles all her life. But trust me it is true. All of us bond with Mini mainly on pottery, quilling, painting and all that arty crafty stuff. Mini has this innate inclination towards all the earthy stuff that extends anywhere on the globe. Her hands automatically wave through the clay and out comes lovely little earthlings that are further sprinkled with vibrant colors. She can turn an ugly little thing in to a thing of beauty. In fact her art has become the talk of town in our office. Most of us have a lovely creation of hers gleefully beautifying our cubicles and cabins. Her vase/clay painting is so marvelous that we are bugging her to open up an online store so that the world can see what she holds within herself. When I was introduced to this creative side of her, I just couldn’t believe myself.

Well, all you can do is just be in awe with Mini. She carries herself with grace and pride. She is not
someone you can fall in love immediately. To love her, you have to know her and the more you know
her, the more you love her. Beneath this brisk, exacting and determined lady, lies a very subtle, gentle and warm woman whose heart melts with a word of love. She guides us, pushes us to do well and silently stands behind while we gather the glory of the world. Perhaps that’s what mentors are for.

Mini, as we celebrate your birthday, all of us wish you all the joys and wealth of the world. May god give you all that your loving heart desires for.

The Indelible Truth!!

Inside it runs, makes noise, laughs, screams and makes me feel it’s presence. I run from it, yes I have been running all my life. But now it catches me by my neck, stands in front of me, stares at me, eye to eye. I still try to run, run as fast as I can. It chases me. I hide but I can’t. I want to live believing it doesn’t exist but it talks. It speaks of the harsh and ugly reality. I see its dirty side and I turn my face, away from it.


I know I can’t help it. It will exist, inside me, in front of me, around me, everywhere. Either today or tomorrow I will have to accept. But how??? Oh how??? How do I tell this to the little mass of blood that beats inside me? It does not accept neither believes. It fails, terribly. I weep, sob, cry and rave, helplessly. But nothing changes. The dark light engulfs me in its killing silence. The voice will never be heard. The eyes will never see. But every cell will feel it.


She is gone, very very far. The era ends. Or perhaps a new era begins. A new start. She will find peace, love and warmth. I smile. The silence speaks. The darkness fades away. Subtle rays of peace touch upon me. I hear her voice inside me, just like always. She laughs. She smiles. She is happy. Away from the clutches of mortality, she lives with the divine. She looks beautiful just like ever or may be more. She is free.


She holds my hand with affection. I know she is here. Nothing is lost. Its the mortal world that loses. The spiritual world still connects. She touches my heart with love.


I shall face the truth. I shall not run anymore. I shall see in to it’s eye. I shall accept. It is the indelible truth. But I am not scared anymore.


Nothing changes. She is and will always my beloved. I love her and she loves me. Love lives forever. She embraces me. I feel the divinity. I feel her love inside me, in every cell. Yes, there is a truth that exists, death is indelible. But then there is another truth that lives in parallel. Love is forever beyond the reach of everything.

When someone belittle's you..... Just move on!!

Scene 1: July 29th 2008 - Evening


Maa was laughing at me while I was sobbing inconsolably. “It’s alright child. People say things and you should learn to ignore them and move on. It happens with everyone. And who is she to even decide anything about my child? I believe in you so wipe your tears my silly girl."


Ok, I said wiping my silly tears.


“Time is a great healer and a very wonderful teacher, Khushi. You don’t have to waste your time explaining anyone, especially to people who don’t matter to you. Leave it to TIME and God. You just focus on your career and work towards your goal. Time has it’s own way of answering everyone."


Maa told this to me while I was weeping over a silly remark passed by someone. In spite of all this pacifying, for sometime that silly remark did hurt me. Not because it was a negative remark but because it came from someone who hardly knew me. Of course, I have moved on from there a long time ago and now when I look back, I laugh at the whole incident. So why am I sharing this with you? Because as Maa said, Time has answered back.


Scene 2: The same day morning (July 29th 2008)

Ms A: oh thats great

12:39 PM so if u resign the job??? how will u manage

12:40 PM Me: y?

  lots of opportunities in B'lore yaar!

 Ms A: its a good profile na

 Me: wil look out for options there

12:41 PM yeah!! wil chk out for the same profile there

 Ms A: ask for a transfer so it'l be helpful

 Me: nope

  want to take a break for 2 - 3 months

12:42 PM Ms A: hmm okies thats a good idea too

 Me: want to spend time with my hubby and family

 Ms A: thats good

12:43 PM Me: hmmm!!

  I wil get this profile anywhere

  have got experience

 Ms A: thts true there are lot of oppurtunities here too

  oh

12:44 PM try in XYZ

12:45 PM going for lunch catch u later
These messages were sent while you were offline.

1:13 PM Ms A: in XYZ u may not get the same profile.. not the asst mgr post... i just checked

Just to give you a background, before this conversation, I had met this person just once and we had hardly known each other. In fact she had absolutely no idea about anything related to me. Let us call her Ms.A. She and her husband Mr.B were close relatives of my husband. It was after a few days of my engagement with my husband and was trying to get to know his folks. That’s when I met Ms.A. The mad woman that I was or may be I still am, I immediately added her to my chat list. We started chatting about random stuff. She often told me about the many diamonds she and her mother possessed and how they never bothered to even touch them. And how big her employer is and that how difficult it is to get through this employer. How she was so darn uninterested in marrying her husband but just because he insisted and was chasing her, she got engaged to him. Time passed by and her diamonds or employer never really mattered. For me she was a part of my new family and I wanted to give her, her share of respect, that’s it.

One day during a casual chat she made a very personal remark,which was absurd. She mentioned that I will not get a job at her employer. I was taken aback with her statement. In fact it was after I had logged out from the chat that she left this message behind. Perhaps she did not have enough patience to say this when I meet up with her. I couldn’t believe what I was reading. How could she say this? Who is she to even comment on me? Shouldn’t people just mind their own business instead of trying to belittle others? I did not ask her to find a job for me.

I was just 3 years old in my career then. That’s the time when we learn new things, have so many aspirations and look forward to our family to stand by us.Anyway, but it was a forgotten memory until something happened today….

I received a call in the evening from an employer who offered me an exciting role and a very lucrative position in their organization. During the course of the discussion I realized it was the same XYZ organization where I wouldn't get a job according to Ms.A. In fact Ms.A also made an effort to check it(funny woman).  Unfortunately I had to refuse the offer because at this point in time it was not in sync with my career goals. The person calling me was very warm and we agreed to catch up again in the near future when both of us are on the same page. I thanked him for this opportunity.

Please don't get me wrong. There is nothing great in getting a job offer and I have a huge respect towards the organisation for its achievements. In fact I strongly believe that being humble goes a long way. It is just that I wanted to share this episode and my experience with all of you.

How silly was I! I was disappointed by something so small. The entire incident flashed in front of my eyes. Words resonated in my ears. I smiled and thanked God for giving me enough wisdom to move on. I am glad I did not waste my precious time in explaining Ms. A about my capabilities. I am happy that I did not get in to any argument with her. To tell you the truth, I have chopped off my connections with Ms. A and her husband because our wavelength's just don't match. I am better off without people who have shallow thoughts. It is not selfish to walk away from something that drains you of happiness and peace.


I called up Maa and shared everything with her. I thanked her for guiding me through this funny episode. Maa had a hearty laugh first and then said, I am happy for you child. See, time answers everyone. Now don’t get carried away and close this chapter immediately. You have more to life than this silly incident.I also shared this with my mentor and then she shared her experiences on how so many belittled her. How people said cynical things about her too. But it seems, the more they said she can’t, the stronger she became and proved that she can. I was getting inspired by these two lovely women in my life.


The whole episode ended when my Mentor and I laughed our heart out when I told her that Ms. A and her husband went a step ahead from this. In fact they sent their CTC( salary) and their job description along with their designation to us(to me and my husband)hand written on a piece of paper freshly torn from an LIC diary. Unfortunately they used their parents to get the letter delivered to us with a message that I(ME) was not capable enough to get a job with XYZ employer. When my relatives handed over the paper to us, my husband and I laughed like a bunch of mad people.Right now, I feel so tempted to share that piece of paper with you, I am mean, ain't I? My mentor couldn’t believe that such people exist in reality and not in those daily soaps. She said while trying not to giggle, “Every family has at least one such funny and annoying master piece”. We laughed even louder.


I am sure all of you are laughing too. I am also certain that even you have come across the likes of at least one Ms. A and Mr.B. But move on. Do not waste your time explaining and proving yourself. Also, do not keep a grudge. Forgive them. This is what differentiates you from them. TIME does have an answer for everyone and everything only if we are willing to wait. Patience is a virtue. So if someone tries you knock you down, don’t bother. Always remember "No one can belittle you, unless you let them to." Make yourself stronger and keep working towards your goal. TIME is above all. The wheel can turn anytime. Remember, Karma doesn't spare anyone.

And while you are striving your way through such people and need instant relief, just read the quote below. I found it very interesting and it works, trust me.

Have you also experienced something similar? Tell me, it will be fun knowing your experience too. 

Blissfully Happy,

Khushi!!

Resolution – 2013!!

The title sounds like a novel packed with drama, emotion, action and comedy isn’t it? But resolutions are not devoid of any of these. Ask a person who has been struggling to keep up with the New Year resolutions every year. I am absolutely awful at keeping up with them. So this year I decided to post my resolutions on my blog. That will bring in some sense of responsibility towards my resolutions (I am just hopeful) and I am positive that I’ll able to achieve them, this year at least.

All these years I never thought of segregating my goals in to small achievable milestones. So they either  looked impractical or absolutely unattainable. Moreover I was never specific in designing them. Somehow I thought I could manage. Yeah yeah, you are right I over-estimated my capabilities. Thus this year, I plan to split my resolutions in to small achievable goals or milestones and then measure them regularly (This is what I learnt in one of those corporate trainings). I am also going to reward myself with a nice book that I am desperate to read (Books are such wonderful friends and the best antidotes) or may be cook some exotic dish to treat my taste buds,  only if I achieve my goals. Wouldn't it be fun?

I am not going to share the milestones here because they are really funnyJ. But what is life without a
tinge of humor to it?

So here we begin with Resolution 2013:

1. Stay fit, Stay healthy: Last year I have been completely ignorant of my health. I think I overrated my immunity or undervalued the bacteria, virus and all those tiny little beings that surround us. Thus ended up with throat infections and asthma issues on multiple occasions. I was too busy working and then realized that every time I fell sick my home turned upside down. For all obvious reasons, I just couldn't take care of my family, my home or my work. So my first and foremost resolution is to take care of myself and do whatever it takes to be healthy.

Photo Credit: imperfectspirituality.com

Resolution: Be a little more disciplined which means more time for exercise, meditation and perhaps a little more yoga.

2. Keep in touch with my near and dear ones: Life has been terribly hectic all through 2012. Apart from my parents I was barely able to stay in touch with anyone. Friends often called up and I
ended up in messaging, “busy L call ya later” or just couldn’t talk to them enough. I always
thought I would catch up with them later, but later never arrived and I lost on the precious time I
could have spent with them. Such an irony of life that we work so hard to make money but then
we lose on to the real wealth of life. The wealth of love that family and friends bestow upon us.

Resolution: I’ll ensure that I am available for my loved ones and spend enough and quality time with them (even if it’s on the phone/ email / IM or whatever new comes up. These day’s "What’s App" is in, isn’t’ it?).

3. Complete my courses: I have enrolled myself for two academic courses each of which are
important and can help me with my long term goals. But travelling and managing other stuff
leaves me with almost no time to study. Yeah, the same time excuse again. However, it’s been
enough now. Enough of falling prey to procrastination and non sense excuses. Time to organize
myself and be more persistent with my studies. Whoever said, “No gain without pain” must have
either been a finance student or a procrastination KING or QUEEN.

Resolution: Time to organize myself to take out time for my studies and have an attainable target.
The student in me is sleeping already…zzzzzzzz J (You can ignore the sleeping part)

4. Write more, Read more: Books have been my constant companion all through my life. In fact I spend 3 hours a day travelling and that’s the time when I read a lot. That means almost 3 hours of
reading each day. Great. In fact 2012 brought me closer to many Indian authors’. I hope I continue reading in 2013 also. But writing took a back seat. I hardly wrote anything throughout last year. In fact my blogs were rarely updated too. Baaad!! I have to ensure to write at least one page each day. That's an achievable target. Again this calls for organization and some perseverance. But nothing comes for free, does it?

Resolution: I have to write more and more and as much as possible…. Perhaps I can start with my blog itself. What say?

5. Positive in - Negative Out: Negative people, emotions, thoughts can just drain you of your
happiness, enthusiasm and peace. They can rob you of hope and faith on God and his goodness.
Yet, many of us will agree that we continue to tolerate negative thoughts and people in our lives
for whatever reasons. I once thought that if I distance myself from some of the negative people
in my life, I will be selfish. But as time passed by I realized that I was wrong. It is not at all selfish
to be positive and happy. We can’t change others, but we can certainly decide and choose our
company. We all get just one life and we have a choice on how to spend it, by sulking in the
negativity or by being blissfully happy. The choice is ours.

Photo Credit: turnurlifearound.com

Resolution: To focus on positive thoughts and the blessings of my life, to be more assertive and say “No” when needed.

The journey begins with an aspiration that I shall conquer the world....I'll share updates about my journey and its experiences with all of you regularly.

By the way, what is your New Year Resolution?? Share with me, I am listening.

Happy as ever,
Khushi!!

The Theorem of Unconditional Love – A tribute to my favouritest teacher

“Good evening teacher”, I greeted her. “Good evening” she said and hugged me. My heart was filled with the warmth of her love and a small tear fell from my eye. I had been longing for this love since four never-ending years. Jenny and Donia too welcomed me at the door. I embraced my little girls and was overwhelmed to see them as young pretty girls now. The last time I had seen them was when Jenny was still a school going child and my little Donia was studying in class one. “Have I grown old?” this thought silently crossed my mind.

I walked inside the house along with Rakesh. The place still looked the same, serene and

peaceful. It was the same abode where I have spent lovely time with them. I felt nostalgic.

“So how are you Khushboo?”She asked me with her radiating smile while Jenny served me my

favorite “Kerala Special Banana Chips”. “I am doing well teacher. See, I have put on so much

of weight”, I giggled as I munched on the chips. “No no, this is needed. I am so happy to see

you” she replied.

She then struck a conversation with Rakesh and the topic was me of course. She told him about

the bond that she shared with me and the likes of me. She shared with him some memories of

me as her naughty student. I was amazed at the fact that she remembered so much about me even after so long. Rakesh was enjoying every bit of the conversation and amidst all this I was lost in the fond memories of yesteryear.

“Is Mini teacher going to be your Mathematics teacher now?” My sister asked as I packed my

bag for school.” I don’t know”, I replied hastily. “I am sure she is. She teaches class VIII, IX and X. Now that you have finally reached class VIII (my sister giggled), she will teach you Mathematics. Khushboo, now you can’t escape from the clutches of Mathematics”. My sister chuckled as I silently scowled.

I still remember seeing her for the first time. A shiny dusky complexion, big bright beautiful

eyes, a posture so straight and confident and a radiant grin that made her look so stunning.

She held an algebra book in her hand. She entered the class and we stood to wish her, “Good morning teacher”. “Good morning” she replied and we sat down. “I am Mini Philip”, she introduced herself. “I’ll be teaching you Algebra and Geometry from now on”. Mini teacher? I swallowed my heart that was almost in my mouth.

As days passed by, our interactions increased. I loved the way she approached Mathematics. It

had created a wave of interest in me. The initial fear changed into affection for her. She was full of love however also ensured that we remain within the boundaries of discipline. It was because of her that I started liking geometry too. 

She took no time to realize that geometry was my greatest weakness and helped me whenever

I approached her with a doubt, be it the silliest of all. “Focus on theorems, Khushboo, once

you understand them, Geometry becomes easy. Then you can solve any problem without any

difficulty. I know you can do it”. She always sounded so optimistic. Now it was for her that I

wanted to learn theorems and geometry. During the initial year of my learning with her I had

significantly improved my geometry. All thanks to her I was no more scared of the subject. 

The mediocre teacher tells. The good teacher explains. The superior teacher demonstrates.

The great teacher inspires - William Arthur Ward

On my parents request she agreed to coach me in algebra and geometry after school in class IX.

Those coaching sessions changed my life completely. It changed the way I viewed Mathematics

as a subject. I would have given up had it not been for her. She helped me understand every

problem logically and not just for the sake of keeping a tally of my marks. She taught me that

no matter how hard I worked, if I looked at a problem like a pessimist I would never be able to

overcome it. “Khushboo, first accept that you want to learn Geometry. Then believe you can

do it and work towards it. Finally leave the rest to God”. This learning became the foundation

of all the learning that I took up in life, later. I worked hard because she believed in me. I didn’t

want to put her down. I would sometimes whine about it but that didn’t deter my teacher from

pushing me to do well. I often recall that punishment of writing theorems multiple times till

I understood it well. And that occasional scolding when I expressed my insane desire to omit

a chapter because it was tough sounds so silly now. Nonetheless her hard work paid off and I

scored 70/75 in my final exams in Geometry (first time ever in the history of my education ;)). I

was overjoyed and silently stood behind me was my teacher who steered my life.

The dream begins with a teacher who believes in you, who tugs and pushes and leads you to the next plateau, sometimes poking you with a sharp stick called "truth"- Dan Rather

I had very soon become close to her. She was more than a teacher to me, perhaps a mother figure now. I cracked jokes, shared random stories and childish poems with her. She would patiently listen to it and often encouraged me to write more. I have been one of those few fortunate ones who have been privy to the secret that Mini teacher makes amazingly tasty sambhar and aviyal. I have feasted on them to my heart’s content. I was a regular guest on Christmas Eve and loved the appam’s she made. Yes, I have also gorged on these appams on multiple occasions.

“Next time when you come to see me I want you to come with your child, Khushboo”. Her words brought me back to the reality of today. I just smiled at her statement.

Honestly, she has showered me with her abundant love and enlightened my life. I passed out of school in the year 2000 but the bond between me and Teacher continues to remain strong. Time and again I visit her as a long lost child and like a mother she always welcomes me with her open arms. When I was going through a rough phase of my life, she stood by me. It was through her that I understood the power of prayer.

I share a lovely equation with her daughters too. They are my lovely angels. Their heartfelt

mirth still resonates in my ears. I love both of them. We laugh insanely, learn new things

together and whenever we meet, we talk endlessly.

After relocating to Bangalore I had been unable to connect with Mini Teacher for various

reasons. A part of my heart ached for her love. But this Diwali when I met her, she emblazed my

life with her love again. Even after several years I could feel the warmth of her affection. Time

had not faded off her love for me. Neither could it corrode the relationship we share. True, love

is beyond time and boundaries. Perhaps some teachers continue to inspire and teach their

students for ever. This time Mini teacher taught me the “Theorem of Unconditional Love”, a

theorem that I shall remember and cherish all my life.

“I am indebted to my father for living, but to my teacher for living well” – Alexander the Great

Mini Teacher has inspired many students like me and continues to do so. And as far as I am concerned I have a special place for her in my heart and in my life too. 

Moments of Love!!

Wedding

I stared at this picture for long and smiled. Four years already? I thought to myself. It feels like
yesterday that I fell in love with him and then marriage followed. And here I am today, cherishing all those lovely moments that we have spent together.

If you have ever fallen in love then you know what I am talking about. It’s absolute bliss to love someone beyond and more than anything. The fact that your world revolves around someone is something that steers our life, gives us direction. I am on cloud nine right now or may be forever.

If you know me, you know how crazy I am about him.  His love and companionship means a lot to me. And for me LOVE means doing all those cheeky things for him. In fact to tell you I always wanted to experience the joy of writing a love letter. During our dating days we never got a chance to do so. Thanks to Reliance ( yes they had some offers going on then ), we were always hooked to our cell phone for hours together with each other . At times, the phone rebelled and conked off :).  I often felt sad that I could never write to him any love letter. But then last November when he was traveling to Sweden for a fortnight without me ( :( ) we decided (please read me only) that we will write to each other at least one (love) letter each day. This was an opportunity to live one of our dreams and we lived it.

The joy I felt after completing each letter left a warmth in my heart and a grin on my face. Of course we did not post the letters but we read it after he came back from his trip. I remember his reaction when he first smelled those letters, “ You’ve completely finished your perfume bottle, here?" he said pointing towards the bundle of letters. Today when I think of those moments I still feel warm and start smiling.

Life has not been all hunky dory after marriage. If you know me, you know what I am talking about. :) But he stood with me in times of thick and thin. He protects me like a shield and has taught me to stand up for myself. He believes in me more than I have ever believed in myself. Amidst all the chaos around, I have received abundant love from him. If I look back today, I have grown in these 4 years, both as a woman and an individual.

I skip a beat when he sings for me. I fall head over heels for him every time he runs his fingers through his hair. I love those morning chai times that we spend together talking about “us”. I eagerly wait for those evening walks on weekends where we share northing but silence. I love those occasional moments in cafe coffee day, giggling and laughing over random things while sipping over our latte. Those morning hugs when he completely wraps me in his arms, leaves me falling all the more for him. (Didn’t I tell you I love to doing cheeky things). Yes, I am in love and it’s all around me.


These are the small moments that make my life, life. I cherish these moments. Today they are moments, tomorrow they’ll form memories. Memories of two people in love with each other. Memories of the trust that we have in each other. Memories of joy that we have found in each other.

Mr.Husband, in spite of all imperfections, life has been perfect with you. Wish you a very “Happy Anniversary” and may we celebrate many more such years of love, togetherness and absolute madness.

Clicked by Kaku on our 4th Wedding Anniversary

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lJb1ssF7040

This is the song he often sings.....

Have you lived your life, yet????

I wish we also came with our expiry dates labelled on us ( haven’t you seen those tablets??). I wish life gave us a heads up before it was time to leave and go. I wish we could plan our life well in advance so that all the precious time that we hold, we could use it wisely. I wish I wish and I only wish.


Sometimes certain small incidents/accidents in life, leave you wondering on the uncertainties of life. All that you have may change within a second. I believe these probably help us realize the importance of all those lovely people in our lives, all those wonderful moments we cherish and all that is yet to accomplish. How would one feel when one wakes up only to realize that this is “the last day” of his/her life? What if all that you own/possess is suddenly lost in something that you have least control over?? No, I am not trying to scare any one nor am I being a pessimist. I am just trying to deal with this little seed that was planted by a small ( please read small ) accident yesterday. Please do not panic, I am alright. It was just one of those careless moments at home. So I am all hale and hearty and fit enough to type and share with you, the worm that kept rambling and playing in my mind since yesterday.


I am sure you have come across this question multiple times. What if you get to know, you have just one day to live? What will you do? This thought strongly crossed my mind yesterday. It is indeed scary. But then it made me realize that there is very little that I have lived. There is very little that I have accomplished. There is so much more to do. I still haven’t shared all the love that I have. I realized I had taken “life” for granted. Completely.


We are so lost in the mundane chores of life that we often forget/ignore the real side of life. Life beyond office and work. Life beyond those deadlines. Life beyond the traffic and its frustration. Life beyond that 8:00 am bus. Life that’s beyond the mechanical life that we have created for ourselves.


Life is in the strong arms of dad when nothing seems right. Life is the yummy mom made food when you are hungry like hell. Life is those silly fights you have with your siblings. Life is that joke you quietly with your friends. Life is holding your favorite book on a lazy afternoon. Life is walking up the hill and then delving back in to the beautiful valley beneath. Life is clicking funny pictures just so that you look cool, life is telling your spouse over and over again that you love him/her. Life is hugging your teacher after a long long time. Life is kissing your child and letting him know you will always be there. Life is clicking pictures at almost every event of your life so that you hold back the memory. Life is making a new wish list everyday and then changing it. Life is that mouth watering street food that you cant resist. Life is getting that particular color for your friends wedding. Life is realizing your purpose and then living it to the core. Life is all those little moments that become cherished moments later. Life is adding those lovely colors everyday so that one day we will complete the picture. The picture that will stay forever even when we are gone.


There is so much more to life than we even try to see. Or may be, we see it but do not make any change. Because we are stuck in a race. The race that may get us all the material wealth but leaves us robbed of all the real wealth of love. When was the last time you did something that you absolutely love? When was the last time you called up mom just to tell her that you lover her? When was the last time you lived?


So forgive the one’s who hurt you, they just came to teach you a lesson. Treasure the ones who love you, they are here to make your life worth living. Thank the ones who helped you, they helped you understand that we still have good people around us. Let go of the one’s who have gone,they were not meant to stay in your life forever. Instead go lend a helping hand to the ones who need you.


Yesterday I came across this beautiful message that my dear friend put up on FB.

“Sometimes I cry and crib for silly things and fail to realize how blessed I am. Thank you GOD
- for blessing my life with wonderful people - my family and my dearest friends... 
- For giving me challenges that only make me stronger as a person, 
- for letting me meet few wrong people so that I realise the importance of the right people in my life
- For giving me the wisdom to discover happiness in simple things of life...


Too much of gyaan?? :)
Hmmm.... may be. But then if it has left you thinking about your life, I am good. That simply means I have successfully infected your thoughts too. I have left a worm in your head now. Let it ramble and play and you will be amazed with what it brings to you.


So go, live your life today. Tomorrow is just a myth.