Bounce back

There is a pit, a very deep and dark pit. You are falling into it and no one knows what’s at the bottom or even if there is a bottom or an end to it. Anyway, let us for now assume there is a bottom. You will now ask me what is it? Is it something that’s gonna hold you back or is it bouncy?

What I believe is you decide about the bottom, you decide what’s it made of. Is it something that’s gonna hold you back or is it something that’s gonna bounce you back? Your mindset and beliefs decide the substance of the pit.

A person might see something as a failure and someone else might see the same thing as a challenge or as a lesson or maybe even as a phase. I have been listening to an entrepreneur and he heavily focuses on mindset and then I tried rectifying the things I’ve been doing wrong (a lot of them) and in the end, it all comes to how you perceive things.

And how you percieve things and how you react shapes your life. Also, your background, schooling, friends will play a large role but once you realize you need corrections then things kind of get on the track. I am slowly realizing that I’ve had a wrong lens. I’ve seen life largely through my prior experiences which also lead me to form pre-concieved notions.

Anyway, I am trying to change the mindset. It will take time but I will try and be persistent.

 

Hope Umeed

Umeed mere doston kuch aisi hai ki jaise raat ke andhere mai ek badi deewar aur usme ek khidki.

Main aur shayad aap bebas us deewar ke saamne khade hai. Na main aapko jaanta hun na aap mujhe jaante hai toh aakhir yeh majra kya hai?

Ab raat ke andhere mai deewar ke saamne khade toh hai, khidki ki taraf ek aas lagaye hue. Ki kya pata koi isme aaye. Kya pata koi aisa ho jisko neend nahi aati aur woh tanhai ko kam karne ke liye raat ke andhere aur chamkeele aasman ka shara leta/leti hai?

Toh aage hona kuch nahi bas yuhi hai ki shayad us khidki main aaj ki raat hi koi aaye ya shayad kal ya kuch aur lambe waqt ke baad.

Lekin fhir aap mujhe dekhte ho aur main aapko, hum sochte hai aage badhne ki. Nayi deewar aur nayi khidki dhund ne ki. Shayad aap dusri disha mai jaate hai aur main doosri.

Umeed mere doston kuch aisi hai ki jaise raat ke andhere mai ek badi deewar aur usme ek khidki

Toh bas aap apni umeed banaye rakhe, main apni banaye rakhne ki koshish karunga

P.S. Aur haan zaroori nahi ki umeed koi insaan hi ho. Umeed to bahut si cheezo main hoti hai.


Aap log batae, kya hai aapki niji zindagi main jo aapko aage badhne aur acha karne ki umeed deta hai

For everyone

Explanation in English is below

Ek din? Do din? Chaar din?
Phir kya hai bhool jaana hai.

Hamari Ammi ek kahawat aksar kaha karti hai:
Aaj maro kal doosra din

Yeh sunne ko jab milta jab kisi ka inteqaal hojata. Log janaze main aate, murde ko dafan karte, khana khate aur chale jaate. Agla din thoda dheeme chalta par teesre din tak sab apne apne raaste.

English:

If I were to sum things up that I’ve written above then it would be:

You will be forgotten, sooner than you think.

Now, I know that won’t be the case with everyone but then again this would be the case with most of us.

 

 

Yawn and work

Garmi ki woh bhari dophar thi aur adha daftar neend mai jhuum raha tha. Wednesday ka din matlab Monday abhi gaya tha aur Friday mai kuch waqt tha.

Hath phelate hue usne angdai (yawned) li aur jaakar table par baith gaya…phone uthaya aur number laga kar bola, ‘Can I talk to Mr. Rahul please?’

 

 

 

 

Lean back

You are sitting on the chair in your office questioning your existence and choices you’ve made. Little decisions that shape up your life and you realize that while trying to make things perfect you are only getting far from it. Anyway, that’s not what I intend to write today. See this is not me telling you about my job or life or if I hate it not. It is not that.

Before I take a random turn and start talking about something else, let me tell you what made me write this. I plugged in my headphones and opened Wynk app and put the music on shuffle. Then with a deep breathe I leaned back and stared upwards and closed my eyes (I did that again). Then following my habit, I looked around at my beloved colleagues some nah almost all of them busy staring at the screens which would have excel, word or LinkedIn open. And then I look at myself doing the same thing, losing that sense of freedom and burying myself in the work.

To be honest, I love working and achieving things and being busy has its own benefits. What bothers me at times is the fact that I am letting my other side go too far. You must wonder what is this other side I am talking about. I shall tell you on some fine day.

Until next time. I hope you will look forward to the next post.

Raat ke andhere mai

Is raat ke
Andhere main
Aao tum kabhi
Chand ki roshni
Ke neeche
Saath baithkar
Baat karenge
Chai ke piyale
Ki tarah sab
Bikher denge
Woh chupe raaz
Aur saare darr
Is raat ke
Andhere main
Aao tum kabhi

 

Life? Railway tracks?

Well, today I want to pick out the finest threads from this thing called life and arrange them in a manner that would make sense for me. You see how they arrange the railway tracks? Always proper and at calculated distances, because if they failed to do so then you know it would wreck havoc. A lot of lives that could potentially be lost, a lot of people who might be on their beds for the rest of their lives and so on. Human tragedy has no real limitations I guess. You see people getting killed in freak accidents then you see some getting shot/stabbed and then some die because of natural causes. Causes like their heart failing to pump blood or their kidneys failing to purify and do its job, such small things.

Recently, a colleague of mine passed away in a road accident and I am not kidding you that a few days prior to that I was looking to volunteer for the same cause. I think my feeble attempt might help save a life directly or indirectly. Burrr wait what am I even talking about? I started with something then went on to something and then here? Talk about being random.

The reason I am utilizing this platform is that I really need a source to channelize my thoughts like I’ve done in the past. And the grim reality of life is that you will find yourself alone at times. No, people will not always move away but you’ll push them too and the worst thing is that you’ll not know until it is too late or maybe I am wrong.

I have been questioning a lot of things lately but let’s talk about that on a different post some other day. Until then, let this blog be a small window in my life and into the weird thought process I have. I shall keep trying to make my position in this world or I’d just stand out! Whatever works!

See you, folks!

Cat Among The Pigeons

You randomly decide to catch up with a friend at a bookstore which has a cafe that is known for chai. Well, no suspense there it is called Cha Bar and the bookstore goes by the name ‘Oxford Bookstore’. This is in Connaught Place of New Delhi, India.

So, I was in the metro today with a book that I bought from the above-talked bookstore. Yes, you go to a bookstore and you have to have to buy a book. The reason I bought this was because I remember reading ‘Cat Among The Pigeons by Agatha Christie’ back in 2007 when I was in a school.

The weather was perfect, the temperature showing 16 °C, the metro coming out of the tunnel and sun shining on your back and an empty metro which means you get to sit and read in silence.  That is when I clicked this photograph.

Tell me what you guys are reading these days? And how’s the weather at your end?

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Discarded flowers

What happens to the discarded flowers? They will never go into that bouquet that the bride receives or to that patient who is going to get discharged soon from the hospital. I saw a bunch of them lying on the ground behind the counter. Some of them were crumpled and some were broken. That made me want to compare it to humans but I just didn’t wanna do it. Because it serves no purpose and nothing ever changes.

Some are broken, some are thrown away while some get to be where they want to be. Then again they were flowers but we aren’t. We aren’t fragile as them but maybe a little sensitive and I guess that’s it.

Christmas of 2017

I have been away for the longest of time from blogging. You can blame it on my work or on other things but I had nothing substantial to write and post.

During this duration, I am pretty sure that I have lost a lot of readers and people who used to like what I’d post. Anyway, this is my call for them again and let me welcome the first time visitors and readers here as well.

Today is Christmas in India and New Year is around the corner as well. I was at a mall the other evening and took a Cinemagraph of a giant Christmas Tree (find it here).

The year has been good with its ups and downs obviously. In terms of reading, it wasn’t a great one as only 4 or 5 books were read. That’s a drastic drop but J must catch up. How has this year been for you? Anything that you’d like to share?

And have a great Christmas you all 🙂

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