Monday, December 29, 2014

Time and tide wait for none

I feel so restless
Like something is going to be taken away from me
It isn't something that I can catch hold of
I know because I tried and I failed miserably

As I see the water in the lake
And the swaying coconut trees
I realize there are some things that can't be stopped
They just cannot rest in peace

Like the water, the wind and the birds that move
Time has a promise to keep
It cannot stay still
It must, into its own shell, go deep and deep

Thursday, December 11, 2014

The Chaos and the Voice

From within all the chaos that goes on in the mind
Sometimes comes a voice worthy to hear
That you just stop whatever you are doing, however important
So you can hold on to that voice, dear and near

That is your best friend, that knows the best for you
Though it appears once in a blue moon
It makes sense, this voice
Holds your hand and gets you out of your cocoon

It may sometime seem to have clarity issues
Like walking in and out of a tunnel
But the feeling you get when you listen to it
Is far far away from dull

Though this is the only thing you want to keep doing
You have a life to return to
With a promise from the fleeting voice to appear again
You float back to what is it that you do

Thursday, December 4, 2014

Happiness is....

It is mostly true what they say; the best things in life are free. There is happiness hidden in some of the simplest things that we don't take a moment to stop and realize. Remember that smile that came on your face automatically when something you wanted, happened? It can be as simple as your mom preparing your favorite dish when you hadn't asked her.

It is also true that we realize a lot of things about our own selves as we grow older...errr, maybe not older but wiser? :) I have been noting a few things that made me happy lately and I thought of sharing that list here. Maybe most of the things on the list will be relatable to all of you. If they do, I would be very happy to know!

Happiness is:
- A message or call from your best friend who has drifted apart
- Reliving a video you made when India won the world cup and you watched on TV, with your favorite people, and cheered to no bounds at Dhoni's winning shot
- Eating the last piece of idli and vada with heaped butter at Brahmins Cafe
- Listening to that song you have started loving lately, downloaded as lossless in iTunes and played on your car stereo
- Waiting for a happy event to happen than the actual event itself
- Watching FRIENDS rerun for the nth time
- Drinking hot tea when it is pouring outside
- Listening to your neice address you in the cutest tone possible
- Finding your old slam book with entries from your school friends and laughing at how naive you all were, then
- Finding money in the pocket of a jacket you haven't worn in a long time

If you start observing such moments, you will know that all of us have several reasons and things to keep us happy, even if for shorter durations.

Monday, November 3, 2014

Double Century!

When I started blogging 5 years back, (incidentally, my first blog post was on the 30th of October 2009!), I had high hopes for me as a blogger. Though I haven't achieved those hopes and dreams, I would like to believe I haven't been a complete failure either. This hope or dream I am talking about is available here. I wanted to blog every single day, like Big B, no matter how busy my day would be, no matter how my mood would be. It is pretty obvious if my 200th post is in 5 years, that I haven't achieved it. But, to console myself, I would like to think of 200 as a big achievement!

Maybe I don't have a life that is filled with as many events as the Big B's, and so I don't have so much to write about, but I do lead a pretty interesting and eventful life that I am proud of :)

For my 50th blog post, which I had achieved quite early in my blogging career (kudos to the younger me ;)), I had written this. After a lot of thinking, I decided I will continue that older post, and mention some more random things about me.

Here goes the list:

1. I am a very shy and reserved person. Since I move around with a defined set of people, this trait isn't noticeable.

2. One of the fondest memories I have is that of seeing Shahrukh Khan perform live on stage in Bangalore in 2004. My mom gave me Rs. 2000 after I begged her umpteen times, to buy the ticket, and I promised to pay her back with money from my first salary!

3. It is very difficult for me to fake emotions. If I don't like someone, it is written all over my face. Same goes for when I like someone.

4. When a guy wrote to me that he cried after reading my first novel, Juvenile Journey - A trip down memory lane, I felt my work as a writer has been accomplished.

5. I have inspired someone to write a diary in their thoughts via this blog. Thank you for letting me know.

6. I get the most unbelievable dreams and nightmares. But what's beyond that is this website which seems to give the perfect explanation to the things and people I see in them! Uncanny!

7. One of the best advice bits I have ever received is "At their death bed, no one thinks of how many projects they successfully completed. Everyone thinks of how many successful relationships they have had and how well they have managed their family"

8. Someone collected all my poems in a folder in their Gmail and shared them with me all at one. Talk about thoughtfulness :) Thank you!

9. I am extremely proud of my 3 younger brothers (maternal cousins) who have accomplished so much at such young ages. Kudos to you guys!

10. My second novel, tentatively titled "Namma Story" (as used in Namma Bengalooru), is ready and hopefully should be out soon! Keep looking at this space for more updates.

I am extremely thankful to those who read most of my blog posts and either comment on them or let me know verbally. You are the force that keeps me going! Thanks for all the love!

Tuesday, October 14, 2014

Memories at Midnight

No, this post has nothing to do with Sidney Sheldon's Memories of Midnight. Just thought it suited the mood I am in and it is almost midnight, hence. I was taking this online test the other day (yes, I am a big fan of these online tests though I don't post my results out there for the world to see. Sounds strange, I know, because I keep sharing a lot of stuff about me in social networks anyway, so why not this? The more I think about it, the more I feel that whatever I willingly post is what I want the world to see me as, but the results of some of these tests are so accurate and portray so much about the real "me" that I don't feel like sharing it with everyone. Phew, and so ends a long explanation within parenthesis), and it said I am more of a person who reflects on the past than paint my future. I guess I am like that.

Which finally brings me to the point of this post. I was remembering a lot of things from my childhood to my adolescent days, from my primary school days to my college days, the friends I made, the relationships I saved, the people who matter(ed), the people who went away, the worst of my life and the best of my life. As I wrote in my book "Juvenile Journey - A trip down memory lane", it is very difficult to come out of these memories once you enter into their world.

And so the impromptu blog post. To let people know I was thinking of them, and that I always will. Because I am a "memories" person.

Wednesday, October 8, 2014

One of the best drives ever

So. I was at Coorg last weekend to attend a dear friend's son's naming ceremony. A bunch of us friends decided that we would go together and I was looking forward to it since it had been quite some time that we had all met and hung out for longer duration.

When the planning started to take its own course and nothing was being decided quickly, I started worrying about the "fun" we would have on this trip. But, I was proven wrong, and thankfully so. The trip was super fun, we all got to spend some much-needed time together, played a lot of games, slept in a dormitory chatting away into a late night.

After an eventful day, the next day, we set out on our return journey. The reason for me skipping the "eventful" day is to get to the point of this post i.e. one of the best drives ever. It was 3 of us in my friend's car and I was seated comfortably in the backseat. The weather was just right, neither too cold, nor too sunny. It started getting cloudy after a while - even better! And then came along small drizzles. Mmm, the smell of rain water hitting sand.

About a couple of hours into the journey, we were at crossroads and wondering which one to take. A quick call to another friend, and that was decided. The road we eventually took was very narrow, but had lush green fields on both sides. What a treat to the eyes! Every shade of green ever discovered or yet to be discovered was there. And then, it started getting darker and darker.

A small pit stop happened on the way, and we all got down to stretch our legs. Out came the beers and Breezers. That was where I remembered we had not taken even a single group picture during the trip. So, out came the cameras and their timers too. A couple of fun clicks later, we again hit the road, this time totally dark and starting to get colder too.

What effect it was, I don't know - could be the Breezer or the sheer kick of friendship, I felt so much at peace, it felt wonderful. Divya and I started having this insane obsession towards the song "Har kisi ko nahi milta yaha pyar zindagi mein", the remix version of it. We must have played it back-to-back at least 10 times, and singing out loud. Those moments were pure magic. Something midst that loud, blaring noise, made me feel completely at peace.

I don't remember much after dinner as I was asleep for most of the journey back home, but this drive is one that will remain in my memory for a long time to come. Thanks Sandeep for the awesome drive!

Thursday, September 18, 2014

Taking the Middle Road

Most of us, more often than not, and this I say by my personal experience, take the middle road in life. Call this peacemaker abilities, escapist behavior, or the compulsion to keep everyone around us happy or….well, I am at a loss of words here. Maybe that is because of the part of the world we stay in and/or our upbringing and culture?

I have known/I know very few people that speak their mind. They (you notice I say “they” here because I am not one of them) say what they want to, they do what they want to, and still somehow manage to stay cherished in the lives of people around them. They don’t compromise most of the times and they manage to stay happy because they know what they are doing is what they absolutely believe in. And in cases of these people, no matter where they stay, or how their upbringing is, they stay true to their nature.

There are of course others, who don’t stay true to themselves at all. They assume the lie they portray and continue living that lie. That’s a different story for another day.

But the people who take the middle road - Is it safe? Maybe sometimes it is, when say, you are taking it to protect your child, or when you say something just to see smiles on your aged parents’ faces (even though you don’t believe in it). These are harmless, nothing that really comes back to you with a problem. But if something that you are doing (believing that that is the best route to keep everyone happy) is harming yourself or those near and dear to you, it is maybe time to sit, think and understand if you are right in your approach or you are just feeding egos. Maybe you knew the answer all along but your characteristic behavior didn't let you change things from what they were. But, as someone wise rightly said, it is never too late. We should all try to correct things that may have gone wrong because we took the middle road.

Lastly, earlier in this post, I spoke of people who speak their mind being cherished. The reason could be that the people who take the middle road, actually want to be like these people who speak their mind and they are in awe of them. I think so!