I don't know what brings me to this place today after a long 9 months break. I have no clue. Nevertheless.

The calender on my desk reads 26th January 2013. So? What does it mean to me? Nothing. When I was a kid, someone once told me that we celebrate this day because this day, in the year 1950, the Constitution of our country came into force. However, that someone, forgot to tell me what the Constitution meant. I have never had the privilege to watch the so called republic day parade on TV. Until a year back, I did not even know there was something known as "beating the retreat". So, 26th January was just another day when we would go to school, listen to the patriotic songs on the speakers, wait for our turn to get boondi and come back home.

More than the Constitution, I remember 26th January as the day of mass destruction. 20,000 lives and several thousand homes. The Gujarat Earthquake. Year 2001. I remember stories told to me by a newbie who had shifted to my school from Gujarat that year. That they had all gathered in their school for the flag hoisting when they felt tremors. That in front of their eyes, the walls of their classroom were falling apart. That they would never forget the heroics of their teachers who made sure that the kids reach home safely, or whatever that was left. 

I don't think the Constitution will ever be able to overpower my memory of this day. The day when nature made lakhs mourn the death of their loved ones. 

Back after long!

They say "he who has a why to live can bear with almost any how". Like every other person in this world, he too was going through ups and downs in life. However, the extent of the downfall was so prominent that it took away all his happiness. He could no longer find happiness in the small and significant things in life. Whatever he may do, he would fail. Sometimes due to his own mistakes, sometimes due to uncontrollable circumstances. He tried hard, he failed. He stopped trying, he failed. He planned things, it never turned out as planned. He took life as it came, and found himself unprepared. All he was looking for was that one ray of hope. He often asked himself why him? What wrong has he done? He looked around and found that it was not only him, there were others too. What a relief! Not. He tried retrospecting, but couldn't recall what he was before. He tried introspecting, but that too was not of any help. However, in the midst of all this, there was someone who still had faith in him. Someone who wouldn't leave him alone, no matter what. Someone who never let him feel that he was useless. Someone who stood by him at times when he was low, who made him believe that he could and he would emerge stronger. And, Did he RISE? Oh yeah :)

P.S. - When I started writing this blog, I had a purpose in mind. To share those of my thoughts and feelings that I couldn't share with anyone else. However, as is evident, I stopped writing all of a sudden. The reason - I found the one with whom I could share everything that was happening in my life. I no longer felt the need to fill these pages. So why am I back? Just to say a big THANK YOU. The respect that you have gained in the past few weeks can not be expressed. I love you. Get well soon. 

Ye Jeevan

Ye Jeevan

Pal mein rulaye

Toh pal mein hasne ke sau avasar de jaye

Ye Jeevan

Ik pal beeta hue kal ki yaad dilaye

Toh dooje pal beete hua kal ke kabhi na aane ka

Ehsaas dilaye

Ye Jeevan

Kabhi kisi ke saath se nauka paar karaye 

Toh kabhi uss saath ko bojh banaye

Ye Jeevan

Kabhi dil ke armaano ko raakh kar jaye 

Toh kabhi un armaano ko agan de jaye 

Ye Jeevan

Lehron ki dhaar sa kathin raah dikhaye

Aur unhi lehron ke sahare paar le jaye

Ye Jeevan

Kabhi kisi karm par sharm se aankhein jhukaye 

Toh kabhi wahi naach nachaye

Ye Jeevan

Safal hone ki chaah mein

Apno se door karaye 

Aur safalta ki unchaiyon pe pahochne par

Akelepan ka ehsaas karaye

Ye Jeevan

Shayad, Jeena isi ka naam hai!

Naav ye meri :)

Isn’t it wonderful how a certain small thing brings back so many memories! While I was cleaning my cupboard in the morning today, I found a small paper boat under my clothes. Around 6 months ago, when I made this small boat in a taxi, thinking of preserving it for long, I knew someday when I will look at it again, it will make me smile. This small thing brought back memories of my first trip to Bombay, my first local train journey and my first sight of the sea. It also brought memories of some people I met for the first time, Thank God it’s Friday, and the time spent at Priyadarshini.

Apart from these obvious things, it brought back memories of something I hadn’t imagined while making it. It reminded me of my childhood. It reminded me of the time and efforts that my mother took to teach me to make it. The stupid lunch break competitions as to how many boats one can make in a minute. It reminded me of the time when after the rains, I and my friends would keep these boats in the drain to have a boat race. And now while I am writing this post, and I see how heavily it’s raining outside, I have a huge smile on my face. J

The Speaking Tree

"It is important for the one you love to be brilliant and bright, beautiful or handsome, but too much of it does not make for compatible living. Brilliance needs to take rest for a while if its purpose is to be realized."

"The sun may not realize how many less brilliant stars are waiting for their bit of glory. Similarly, the learned do not know what it is to be unlettered or uninformed. The loved do not know how the less fortunate ones yearn for a little bit if it."

Seldom do I read this column of the newspaper. I did in the morning today. And it made me revert to the phase when I used to think it is good to be average.

Have I changed for good - II

“Khali, I am really sorry man for whatever I did. I regret it a lot”

A message at night, a call in the afternoon and an invitation to drink.

Had I fought back that day, do you think THIS would have happened! 

http://averageexceptional.blogspot.com/2011/06/have-i-changed-for-good.html

Those two hours...

Those two hours. Probably the best two hours of the day. The time when you forget all your problems in life. The time when you concentrate on one single thing. The time when you have an aim and you exert yourself in order to accomplish that aim.The time which makes you realize the importance of team work. The time which tells you that you need to be strong in order to move ahead. That you will surely get some bashing on your way. The time which holds immense power to make or break your day.

The Power of Football

They say "Football is a matter of life and death."
No, it is much more than that!