God was here!!

First of all i am not a believer of Sai Baba and neither is this post about him.

Recently i had the opportunity of having a rather fascinating conversation with a companion of mine.We discussed on a variety of topics ranging from current ongoings in politics,movies and the sudden demise of Sai Baba .I quizzed him to express his sentiments about the same.Though he is a self confessed atheist he said there must be something about this guy that mesmerized people to huddle up in masses to catch a glimpse .I dug a littler deeper and asked him if he feels embittered when people say that he was a reincarnation of god.Like most of the people my age he starting questioning the existence of god himself and ridiculed on the whole idea and went on to saying that the man was a magician and used hypnosis as a tool to catch people's awe.He went on to establish the fact that his personal life was kind of murky.He had thousands of crore stashed up in his banks and that he had a lavishly extravagant kind of a lifestyle."Baba's don't live that way",he said. I murmured my acceptance afterwards.

I could not stop myself from reflecting on the fact that why most of us have become cynics with such querulous kind of attitude.Prodigious scandals and there trails leading to the nations most trusted dignitaries have afflicted a never healing wound on the sense of trust and security of our people.Corruption is going hand in hand with the ever increasing growth of the Indian economy.

A person who declared himself to be god with millions of followers is believed to be a wizard.

Only one question pops up in my head from time to time, what will happen when the much expected  and awaited reincarnation of god comes to earth ?how would people come to believe the fact that god is here .How would he establish his divinity?

I am sure it would a difficult task for the almighty.Lets imagine like lord Ram or Jesus Christ, god comes back on earth to enlighten us .This time also he wont be using any of his Laser beams or flying techniques.He decides to live the life of a common man and lead the life of virtue.Decide to fulfill his duties towards his family,society and country .Do his job selflessly ,ignoring corruption and bribes.Pays all his bills and taxes.Doesn't give out bribes at government offices and traffic signals to twitch the laws a bit for his convenience.Stands in line, waiting for hours to get his own money at banks and submit the fees of his children.Complaints about other offenders of law.Goes to vote with the hope that someday a new light of wholesome growth will dawn the land of our nation.Doesn't go stealing electricity for functions or construction at his home.Has no qualms about  getting transferred every month just for his dignity.Lives in a mediocre rented home ,drives a rattling scooter which needs hours to start, and wears clothes that doesn't always stick to his body.

      Think people ,look around a little well we all know such a person who lives in our vicinity,haven't we? .The person who lost his hair early, whose sideburns turned white before his age could catch up.He walks around in his chappals which slap the heels of his feet when he walks .The person who people ridicule as a loser and underachiever .We have all laughed about his state of penury owing to his high headedness  and exaggerated amount of principles .We have said that he hides his incompetence behind his so called virtues.But we have all notes one thing that never leaves him alone the smile of contentment that always adore his face rugged by the sweat from his forehead and his pleasant way to express himself.

This means that we have all seen god and lived next to him.But did we realize his worth? No we didn't .Its completely incompatible to think that god would come on earth one day and would as a a commoner turn around  things in the current scenario .He too would be labeled as looser ,there would be no Hanuman or Laxman to stick with him in his time of hardships .God has been around people! lets follow him .Change happens when we start believing and appreciating things .Rather then running after Baba's we should seek the company of the bald, slightly bent person who has white hair laden sideburns and a smile of contentment adoring his face.He lives nearby ,go and meet him.      

We are Friends no morE

I was lying on my bed listening to the radio.Repeatedly changing the channel ,it was half past 12 .the whole colony was asleep but my family like always was busy.The gatekeeper was walking on the roads striking his danda on the black making a familiar sound which i could hear clearly.This was the hour at which old Hindi songs dominated the scene.My brother was sitting next to me.He told me that today he saw a girl.This girl is from our locality .Our houses are across a small park facing each other.Both of them played together ,went to the same school till class 10.But that day after 6 years they didn't look at each other even as they walked past each other ,greetings were a distant image.He expressed his inability and discomfort to understand the fact that why people start ignoring each other.Well my head went into a tizzy too as this was a think that i also came across.

Is it that people move on or never forget some of the instances of life .They are sometimes not comfortable coming across people who are familiar with there past and their self.People who may know things about them.They want to be unknown strangers.People are afraid and even ashamed of petty things that happened in the past.carrying this heavy load of memories on their backs.Everyone wants to start again.To be lost among the crowd.For most of us the grass is always greener on the other side.They say they will find new mates when they start all over again.All this ends up creating in creating a void.

Well what we forget is the fact that relations grow stronger with time.Go ahead talk to someone whom you met years ago an old classmate may be ,i am sure  you will end up feeling happy.People grow mature with time and the hard feelings all get sublimed.

Go and say hello,other then feeling bad about it later.Even if the other guy is not that interested you can be relieved about your own part.In the long run you will end up making good friends and being more confident about meeting new people.Don't think that the people who don't know you that well will end up being a better friend instead people who know you will understand you better.So don't be a unsocial bozzo ,meet people ,exchange smiles and feel happy .No one cares about your past everyone wants to be happy and be in  the company of friends. 

A week later my brother  told me that he met her again at the internet cafe and exchanged greetings .They had a long conversation and exchanged numbers.

There was a smile on his face.

ahmmmmm love ....really?

 "love",well this word has been exhausted  with merciless barbarism.Really everyone and everything around us    is showcasing something about this thing which people say makes god's children go crazy.TV is showing shows that have young couples fighting out the vamps in there extended joint families just for it,internet is becoming the best tool for not so good wannabe players of the love game to polish there skills ,radio is full of RJ's trying to solve people's love problems .Yet many of the young people and teenagers are a addled lot .When this topic comes up somewhere, they chalk out there strategies for the same, whose fragments originate from heartbreaking crushes and many reality shows.I was just a few days ago having a conversation with a interesting ,intellectual and really studious good girl i know.She told me that she wishes to write about various instances where girls and boys think they fall in love and how they after a while finds it  to be utterly senseless and stupid.Me i have not experienced it yet and nor do i look forward to it cause i seriously believe now would not be a good time .I asked her has she ever been in it herself ,she said she had a series of crushes and may be that was the major reason behind her perception of things.Many other says that love is a confusion and something that runs out of steam pretty soon and that its all the sex and the harmones playing with ones head.

I could not stop thinking about it for a long time and asked to myself why this sudden shift in the attitude .I asked myself don't our parents,grandparents love each other ,are they not really happy and content .Even when most of them came together through arranged marriages.But they were ancient times right ? ,everything has changed since then.

One morning I woke up late and went to look at myself in the mirror.Brushing my fingers through my hair i felt a sudden sense of DEJAVU .For a second i felt like this same thing has happened in the past.I shrugged it off after a second .Looking at my image i exclaimed ,"hey, i love you!".On saying this i remembered about the above written things and then i thought that love is not limited to some people .It can be anything which brings a smile to your face,something which forms a part of your life ,someone's company,your mother's age old bhajan ,the early morning cook of the koyal ,getting soaked in rain,your old bike,the strum of your guitar ,your old school belongings ,your first watch or a walk on a cool windy evening with someone you cherish.We can fall in love with anything we want .Those who don't feel it's existence are keeping there eyes shut and don't wanna get over things that were naive .Some people think that there is no one special for them.WAKE UP! people look around you ,give a thought to those things which you have today and how you would feel if they are taken from you .Think about things that you don't care about  and take them for granted .Nature ,birds ,music,art and you yourself .Relish the fact you were born totally normal and self sufficient biologically .Love yourself and the wonderful world around you,look closely and you may find something to fall for in everything.So don't go on denying the existence of this lovely feeling .Go and fall for it takes you to cloud nine.

Sounds of life!

As i lay in the bed with half opened eyes ,disturbed at the thought that my mother would soon wake up and ask me to go fetch milk from the dairy which was at a not so walking distance from my home.But it was not the walk i resented it was the detachment from the bed at the hour when it was at it's comforting best and the night was no longer sultry, even the mosquitoes were off to there well deserved rest after another night of battle to feed on our blood.
I lay there cherishing that very captivating moment when i felt my self to be in resonance with the breezy cool morning.I could experience that everything in the surrounding was expressing something.I looked at the ceiling fan rotating slowly producing a scratching sound which was in a rather surprising way unlike its customary irritating effect on my ears sounded timely and rhythmic.I could address the chiffchaff of the birds and the chattering sound made by the chipmunks who resided in the meter box of my house and god knows why they were extremely attached to that place .I could hear the rustling of the leaves as the air filtered through them.I could no longer lie in that languid state when so many pleasant things were happening outside .I got up and stood for a while near the door .I could make out the creaking sound from the hinges of my neighbors window as they opened it more out of habit then to let in the cool air.Someone in the locality had played some bhajans the music was distinct and relieving .Someone in the house opened a water tap and placed a bucket below it and as the water tripped in it in irregular patterns of fall ,i tried to guess the exact level of water in it at the instant .The newspaper boy was tossing his bundles in the houses and the thud they produced made me realize the accuracy of the guy .
I got up and dressed up in the usual tee and shorts .My mom was already in the kitchen, i could hear the shrieking whistle of the pressure cooker.Thus started one more day of chaotic and mad rush in each Indian household and as i set out on my journey armed with a dabba and earplugs for my mobile i reflected upon the sounds that make our daily life .How we can conceive the world even without opening our eyes with there help.i felt sorry for all those people who miss out on them .I was lucky to have snatched away some moments of tranquil from the noisy town life that we had.