Wednesday, 14 September 2016

Inspiration, Expectations and Me

The other day I was chatting with one of my friends who happened to read my posts and she said that I am an inspiring person. May be I should have thanked her for the compliment but I rather went cold. Man! I was scared. Its scary when someone sets up high expectations. Its good if by chance I inspire someone and they get to learn something good from me. But I can't make that a habit as I am no super woman. I made mistakes like everyone else and have learnt from them. (I still make mistakes.)

I was leading my life like most of you, trying to impress everyone possible, compromising and adjusting every now and then. And eventually all my interests were dumped deep into oblivion. And the worst part was that I never regretted it because thats how I was trained. Thats how I felt every woman did. Because I saw my mom doing the same. But things changed after I had my baby. My cute bundle of joy. He would cuddle with  me, search for me, prod me with his tiny fingers and basically look forward for me. And thats a great thing. When someone so lovely is looking upto you for directions, for help in life and trying to learn from you and imitate you, you are bound to become a lot more responsible. It cleared my head off the mist and one thing was clear to me. I can't go on with life like this. Our children don't learn what we teach but they learn from what we do. They tend to follow us and I did not want him to think that a woman is deemed to make sacrifices. I want him to accept the fact that a woman is free to make her own choices without the fear of being judged by every Tom, Dick and Harry.

I knew that I should start being myself but had no clue on where to start from. One day while clearing data from my pen drive, I came across a New Folder (I had blogged about it earlier) and it brought a realisation in me. And my blogging is nothing but a child of that realization. I have learnt that I have to take time for my interests and at the same time not to be self centered. Life is all about choices and its for us to decide what choices work the best for each one of us. I would like to quote Dumbledore here, "It is your choices rather than your capabilities that decide what you are." It is crucial for everyone of us to make the right choices in life. As a human you may fail but you can't fail as a parent.

I am not best at managing time. I have many draft stories, articles and incidents in my brain that haven't made it to the blog.And for every post that made to the blog, I had to cut down some other task. All I am doing today could not be done without my husband's support. I am not an independent woman. I am not self dependent either. I depend a lot on my parents, extended family and husband for many of my needs. I derive my happiness from them. This last para I would have as a record that would help me remain humble and rooted to the ground. Also if someone is inspired by my blogs, they are most welcome, as long as they don't blast or maul some anti feminist and credit me for having inspired them. You see, I can't afford to get arrested as my son needs me and even worse, my husband will have a tough time finding another wife. LOL.

Yup! I'll  call it a day. Its 1:27 AM and I have to catch some sleep before starting another day. Take care and celebrate life the right way.


Friday, 9 September 2016

Fall in love, Fail in love.

Karan was on cloud nine. Decked up in traditional attire, he was waiting for his bride to arrive. His heart was jumping and was at the risk of flipping out of his chest with excitement. He never thought he could get so lucky. And right beside him was his best friend Aadesh who was cursing his friend's luck. "Look at this fatso and shortso - The aged uncle who stopped counting his birthdays after turning 30." Aadesh thought. He was doing his best to control his tempers and sight a happy expression on his face. Finally, the endless wait was over and his sweetheart, Chandini arrived decked as a bride with her bestie Sanchi. On seeing the bride arrive at the temple, the men's hearts flipped simultaneously . Karan's with joy and Aadesh's with sorrow. With every flip it made Aadesh's spirits sank further lower.

The shy Chandini bowed her head with eyes down like a conventional bride. She never thought she would marry the love of her life after being house arrested. Life had taken a cute turn for her. Her friend Sanchi was equally happy for her and did her best to help her friend reach her love.

With a frowning and cringing heart, Aadesh could not help but reiterate the events from past which led to the present alliance. It all started when Chandini and Sanchi had joined their team at office. Karan instantly fell for Sanchi and Aadesh secretly admired Chandini though he never mouthed his views. Karan's choice for Sanchi was not out of admiration but was due to desperation. His mother had failed in procuring a suitable bride for him. And the 33 year old found Sanchi to be vulnerable and an easy target. His mission on weekdays was to impress Sanchi in every possible way and followed her like shadow. And Sanchi seemed to have 3 shadows on whole. One, her original shadow, the 2nd one being the aging Karan and the 3rd one, her bestie, Chandini.

The secret admirer and shy lover, Aadesh who seemed to be accompanying and helping Karan was actually following Chandini. And it irked Aadesh to see Karan drooling over Sanchi. According to him, though she was not as good looking as Chandini, Sanchi certainly had the charms that Karan didn't deserve. Many a times, he tried to turn Karan against her but failed. One day he said,
"Maccha! Do you think your mom will like her? I mean with the short hair and the western wear. Do you think your mom will take it well?" To which Karan replied, "Don't worry. Women change after marriage. They know that after marriage they can't continue like this." Aadesh gave him a 'no comments but I might slap you anytime now' kind of look. "You better think before taking any decision Karan. Otherwise you will end up facing the 3Ms situation." Aadesh said.

"Maccha! what is the 3M situation?"  asked Karan
"A bad relationship can lead to this kind of situation. First you think that you two are Made for each other. Then you would think that you are Mad for each other. And finally end up being Mad at each other."

But nothing could deter Karan's determination. Once Aadesh had even taken the risk by saying, "Chandini looks far more beautiful than Sanchi." to which Karan replied, "Maccha! Be reasonable. Why should I waste my time and effort on someone who is over qualified for me? I agree Chandini looks stunning but I am a practical man and know that I don't deserve her."

"As if Sanchi is what you deserve." Thought Aadesh with resentment. But his world turned topsy turvy when one day Chandini was house arrested. Sanchi spoke to Karan in a pannicky tone. "Chandini's parents have locked up Chandini and aren't allowing her out. She is left with no means of communication to talk to anyone. Not even me. They called up the HR to inquire about Karan."

"Hey relax and tell us what actually happened in detail." replied not so relaxed Aadesh while Karan kept gaping at her. "Chandini would often joke that she had a crush on Karan but I never took it seriously. And looks like she had confessed her love for him to her parents. And her orthodox parents can't let her marry out of their caste. They have locked her up in her room and want to get her married to someone from their caste." said Sanchi.

Shock was an understatement to what Karan and Aadesh felt at that moment. Karan wanted to jump with joy and do a tap dance but knew it would be too much for his body. Aadesh wanted to strangle Karan then and there. "How the hell this fatso gets my girl?" he thought but maintained his calm and refrained from punching Karan's nose. "Maccha! don't worry. I know that you don't love Chandini. Sanchi is your girl. Things will sort out and Chandini's parents can't harm you as you weren't aware of her intentions. Just chill. You can still get Sanchi" said Aadesh.

"Are you mad? Who in their right mind would reject an offer of  ghee ladled sweets to a cube of sugar?"  replied Karan.

"True that I tried for Sanchi because I thought Chandini would be tough to get. But when she herself has confessed it, why would I reject her?" elaborated Karan.

Aadesh could do nothing but curse his friend's luck. Sanchi had coordinated from then on to see her bestie marry the love of her life. She managed to get Chandini to the temple. Aadesh looked at the bride as if woken from a deep slumber. He wished to stop the marriage. He was tempted to call up her parents and give away her whereabouts but remained glued to the spot gaping at the stunning bride. "Hi Chandini! Lets have a selfie." said the groom. The bride raised her head a little slowly and her expression was not the one that Karan had expected. She slowly raised her finger pointing at the groom and said "Karan!" Karan uncreased his kurta with his hands and smiled. "Yes. I got this from Manyavar. Perfect fit. Right?" He said. "Sorry Karan there has been a mistake. I love G.V. Karan from sales department. I am so sorry."

The world seemed to be spinning for both Karan and Chandini. But Aadesh's heart did a somersault. He knew that Chandini didn't love him but his solace was that she didn't like this fatso. Nothing seemed to matter more to him now. And all the girls could do was stare at each other with a "We are in the soup now" look.



from my archives

Posting few poems that were written around 10 years ago. I was a pro on writing sad poems those days for no particular reason. I lost my dairy of poems but posting the 2 that i remember.

The Lost World

I feel I am an alien to this world,
Lost in my search for the warm and cozy world.

I feel the cold eyes all around me,
Crying when I am, they laugh with glee.

I feel my shadow ever haunting me,
Helpless as I am, they keep taunting me.

Thus I lay here - The solitary Soul
Pondering thus about this mystic world,
"There was a world when life once flourished,
But here I stand where love has perished." 

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ज़िन्दगी को हम युही जीगए,
लहू के आंसू ख़ुशी से पी गए|
दर्द हमारा चिपके रखा,
और वो हमे खुश नसीब समझ गए|
 
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cant remember others... Sigh! my diary