The two faces

They say it is cruel world outside. Maybe that is true, but the lines must be read between those words. There is a fact that remains concealed with the statement. An indication that tells that the world outside is cruel, as compared to the on inside. The faces of the coin that do really exist, regardless of what our opinion might be. Maybe we can’t see that at all times but there are always a white side to each dark patch.

At the same time there is darkness inside of us all. And we must not ignore it. It is acceptance that could bring in a change. Extending to what the Imagine Dragons said, it is not a problem if there is a monster inside. The problem begins if you ignore the fight to let your goodness overcome it.

Life is a wave that comes with the crests and toughs- always equal in number. Your initial stand doesn’t really matter.  All that does is the belief that you can overcome the lows and shall not remain with the happiness at all times.


Time and Again

Its always the one question that keeps bothering me all the time. Every now and then, a new format, a new situation, a new angle or a new perspective to ask the same thing .

Standing in the boulevard I see a bird leaving its nest, somehow it motivates me,  to look up to the challenges , of the world outside.To get out there searching for food(necessities), to get out there facing the real world hardships, to face fear and pain,  to understand that it is the insects that I feed on, not the lion.Basically, to understand that I do have limits.  I see the question asked yet again: What are those? What are those limits that I have.

Is it in the skill that I posses to write a piece of code? Or is it in the ability to tackle the tester that claims to find a bug? Is it in the ability to play music, or may be the ability to go to the astral dimension once I hear a musical masterpiece?

Is it the lack of confidence that keeps me doubting the quality of whatever I do? Is it the fear of missing out that drives me into gatherings where I am not even comfortable?

Whenever I come across this state of mind, the only thing that comes to my mind is this lovely quote:


It is our choices that show what we truly are, far more than our abilities.

-Albus Dumbledore, from Harry Potter and the chamber of secrets

Yes its true that I don’t know what all can I do. But,I shall never chose to say no to a question that says – “Can you do it”? May be I can’t but there nothing but failure that could determine that. And in case if you don’t know that I fail only when I quit, that hasn’t been the case so far.

Staying up late this night, revisiting a habit to find optimism by my own writings, here I am – Ready to face whatever life has to offer.

Time for another extract:

I swear I’ll take it one step at a time

I maybe two miles outta line

I take the trash out of my mind

I do it one day at a time

TVF Pitchers OST – “One Step At A Time”

I don’t know if I could have a great end to the story of life, but I am toiling hard to create plenty of fabulous beginnings.

The Nineties’ lad…

If you are a lad born in the early nineties’ somewhere in India, this post is meant especially for you. A peculiar generation this has been.  We have seen quite a bit. The ageless fun of the hide-n-seek to the dawn of the play stations and the X-Box. We have spent quality time playing with our parents, and cousins and friends. And as we grew up, we had some tech-stuff to spice up our teenage. Be it social networking or the usage of torrents, Internet has been such a boon.

But there is something far more important than all this. It is friendship. All of us have been taught right from our childhood days that our nature depends a lot upon the peers we find. I do agree on this, totally. Friends define the journey called life. It is peculiar how we find our friends. All of the friends we have, have a feather common to us.

If you belong to the community of the nineties’ then you must admit that wizards do exist. Furthermore there is a school call Hogwarts where you wished to join. All of us wanted to be in the Olivanders shop seeking the magical wand that chooses its master.

This is about you and me. This is the point that I would like to highlight at this state. Let me ask you a question. Do you have friend, for whom you could say that you would be complete without his/ her existence? Is it possible for you to eradicate any-one of your friends from your life? The answer is an obvious NO.

Recall your best of friends. Where did you find them: School, College, somewhere in the marketplace, or may be in your locality. Were they the only souls alive there? Were they the only option you had? NO. The world has been a gigantic showroom of the Ollivanders, just the wands here don’t look like one.  But they are equally competent as far as magical powers are concerned. Strange it is to understand how we find friends, similar to what Mr. Ollivander said regarding the wands. You do not choose your friends, they choose you. You never really know the inception of your friendship. It did not begin with that first hand-shake.

If you do not belong to the community to which I belong and have no Idea of what is the Ollivanders, it is pretty simple for you as well, just go and watch: YOU KNOW WHAT!!!

An Early Morning

Early mornings have always been peculiar to me. It has been an outcome of the late starts of day that I usually have. But today, is quite different. I am up and ready, and looking at the sunrise. A spiritual feeling creeps inside me. A feeling that makes me realize that I am still a part of Nature. Having breakfast, tea, and a morning walk on my campus are the things that I idolize for the start of the day. And yes today has been a fine day so far. However unlikely might it be for me to make this happen, waking up early is not the only thing that hits me on such occasions.  Instead it is the freshness of the day that brings peace. It provides me with some hope, motivating me to keep striving hard in the urge to success.

Another lovely morning, and there it is. The “thing” that would make me think for the rest of the day. As I mentioned earlier, there is always something special at each early start for me. Today it is the pile of old news-papers that bothers my mind. It is a habit of us-the Indians to ponder over petty issues whenever we find time; especially while we take hot beverages. Following the instinct I consume tea, and look upon am advertisement on the newspaper. It probably six months old, as I take a wild guess looking at the news which surrounds it. The advertisement was of a brand of noodles.

If you’re an Indian reading this, you know already the subject: Maggi off course. It is a funny situation to be looking at that the one remark that strikes me is – Why so serious? A dish so very delicious, has been shut denied and stuff far more dangerous is still there for the taking. It’s now that I realize the importance of studying the balance and the imbalance of the society.  And if that wasn’t enough the news that surrounded this was even more horrifying. Not that it had explicit content, but it was an article with the praise of a great man. A scientist that I idolized as a student and as a person. He is dead.

Looking at this newspaper, I felt uneasy. I did not know how unsecure I am. Life is so very uncertain. A popular brand that doomed to the ground within a matter of six months, or a scientist who lost his life. It wasn’t these incidents in particular that bothered me. It was the plans that I made for the future. Will I make it? Is my set of skill good enough for me? Is the world a safe place to be in? Is the morning haze really temporary? Oh my God, I am so confused!!!

I can-not really believe that I could be so negative at the beginning of such a lovely day.  And to add to the misery the tea is over too. I decided to go for a walk. I looked at my room-mate for some company but then I preferred not to disturb him from is sound sleep.  So I go, the cold breeze and the lovely sight of the sun made me feel a bit better. As I started my stroll, I saw an old lady strolling alongside at her very own pace. And unlike me she had some company too and it must be her grand-son, I presume. I gazed upon them silently. And I must confess here, I loved the lady’s smile. I started wondering when exactly did I see a smile as carefree as this one. She seemed so satisfied and it was evident by the wrinkles at her face. If joy exists somewhere in this planet, it must be with the kids, and surely with the lad that was walking alongside his grandmother.

This was the start I was hoping for. An inspiration from old and the new generation. How often do we find ourselves at a situation where we cannot really find a way out ending up in frustration? My way of getting out of it is to think of the experience of those I know. I think of my parents, my teachers, seniors and even my batch-mates. I get the practical approach that takes me out of this.

Then I visit the innocence of the younger ones. And I am filled with joy. No matter what happens next, I stay positive for quite some time. And nothing else matters !!!!

The Girl At The Window

This is a short story, about a little girl called Miranda. The world to each one of us has been a place that provides doom and gloom. But this girl was quite a bit different. Oh, she had all that any human on earth could imagine for a lavish living. All of the fiction that you may have seen on movies or similar stuff, was actually there with her. Gadgets, jewelry, money, food, clothing, and all the other good stuff. But then all luxuries have limitations. She was captivated to be inside her home. And if case she needs a vacation she had to be that big royal car and spend her time traveling. All that she had to interact with the world outside was through that one window. Be it in the palace where she or the car that she used for travelling. The window was there.

She tried to look as far she could, and in all these years she developed the skill to anticipate the proceedings of the world that she saw. She would know that it was the man with a black suit that was about to pass by her window. She knew it all.

Though it may seem to be a fairy tale as far now, this isn’t one. The window that she claimed to be looking through has never been there. It was the “Time-window” that she looked at. Though it seems a bit odd to hear that, yet it is true.

I shall request each one of you to look around and gaze at the world for a moment. Don’t you find yourself at very similar condition as Miranda? Don’t you look at everything through that one “Window”?  Don’t you look forward to future when you look at yourself at the mirror?  Or when you’re talking to somebody else?

I have an interesting observation here. The world is a gigantic Jig-Saw puzzle where the pieces aren’t made up of ordinary paper. Instead it is the time that acts in pretty much the same way. Consider the following scenario, a rough start of the day, followed by a harsh work-time. Your state of mind back then has been pretty negative. You have ignored the lovely taste of the food you had at lunch and at the dinner. You forgot to be polite to people who had nothing to do with your bad-day. Don’t you then that are actually a person that has all that the human soul facing the harsh sun and pulling the rickshaw ever wanted. Don’t you ever feel that the world that you try to perceive isn’t a simple picture, but a blend of time and emotion!

If you have read this so far, please promise to yourself that the world isn’t exactly what you see. No matter where you stand, there are a lot of pieces of the puzzle that are yet to found. So don’t try be the jury for your own destiny. The master that created this matrix, is there to decide who gets what. I shall quote from the Hindu mythology, “Thy task is to work, the results shall follow” (A translation from Geeta).

Sustainability In Life

For the end is near
For the future is so unclear
It’s time to think and share
Our joys and despair
For sustainability is so no way near !
Coz we all know what life is
What’s now amiss?
Happiness of the soul it is
As the answers to what we know
Insidious it is to the entire world we know
Sustainability, no way near!
For mankind is social
For the evolution is not optional
For they have always had a way out
It is the initiation that needs to sprout
For Sustainability is as near as our inside!

A Let Down

A Let Down

The deadliest of all my threats, a let down is the worst of all the sins that a man can possibly do on earth. What i personally feel is that expectations haunt you more than any other thing. You are never satisfied with what you get, and are always dissapointed on not getting what you are about tohed. Strange yet true, a man who expects a lot ends up getting nothing at all. What has been troubling me recently was the secret to success. How could anybody succeed if he doesn’t expect himself to succeed ?

The answer resided somewhere in the question that was insidious somehow. the secret to success is to aim high and to believe in yourself. Expectation leads to a casual attitude towards the goal of yours. An aim provides you with an impetus to work harder, to keep trying, to be positive and most importantly NOT TO GIVE UP.

If you think that you have let yourself down; it is then the right time for you to restructure yourself and stop expecting anything thing for yourself. It is the time to toil harder and script the future yourself.