Indian and 'Indianity'

"We will always remain 'INDIANS', No matter where we are and what we are doing."

INDIA.
A word which is enough to hold the largest cultural hub, a land with 33 million gods and goddesses, technically pretty advanced, Spiritually at the top and Yes, A land with people of a different type in short 'INDIANS'.

We might be the richest of the tycoons or the poorest of the clans but at the end we have big hearts and REAL big hearts and yes a vast amount of what I call 'INDIANITY".

Today, I noticed wherever we are, whoever we are with and whatever we do. We never forget our cultures or traditions. Its like culture, tradition and religiousness flows in our blood and (Yes, Yes!) It arises most times. We celebrate every single little thing however broke we are or however bad in health we are.

We never forget what we are and where we belong to even if we stay in a foreign land for most of our life, We never do. The more we feel that we are forgetting our culture, The more we get closer to it and Yes, in a way we get each and every person around closer and closer to our culture and tradition.

#Personal Experience

I am here in Hyderabad. Well, I thought I would just pass away Diwali here at my hostel room because I don't have my family here. And here I was very wrong.
Well, Around me are people like me away from home, away from their loved and dear ones and with lots of 'INDIANITY' in their hearts, minds and souls.
They make my Diwali so very worthwhile even when I am not at home far away in some different land.
We all are a group and we are in a way helping each other to be happy even if we are not with our families.
We are trying to me a family with totally different people and I am sure we are successful in it.

Proud to be an 'INDIAN'.

Here a Special thanks to:
Swetha, Pritish, Rohit, Soumya and Pal bhaiyya
For giving me a home away from home (As you guys know, So 'homesick' I am these days),
For making the festival feel like one,
For giving me a family away from one,
For being with me.

Thanks each one of you and a very very Happy Diwali.

And To you to my readers
"A VERY HAPPY DIWALI!
KEEP SMILING :)".

EXPECTATIONS

Each one of us have many dreams, many fantasies and many ambitions. We are all born to fulfill each of it, But why do we forget people around us have equal many dreams asociated to us. Well, Expecting is a human's nature and irresistable it is for a human being to not expect. 

We expect from the ones we love, from the ones we care about and from the ones we respect. I always felt anything I have to do, I have to do for myself and not anyone else. But I was so wrong here, So very wrong.

I don't do anything for just myself but for people around me, for people who expect from me and as above qouted who love me, who care about me and who respect me.

For an example, I am pursuing Multimedia Designing right now. I am very happy of what I am doing and to be frank I always wanted to do this and so did my parents. They always wanted me to be happy, for me that implies They wanted me to get into design, So here I am.

I know each person in my life who really care about me expect from me a lot and same are the cases with you friends, They expect from you. Not a lot but little.

Think about your mother who doesn't buy a gorgeous saree, even though she looks amazing in it just for the sake of saving money for you and your siblings education. I don't think those 3000- 4000 bucks are gonna make a difference now, But later they do.

Think about your dad who goes to office at nine and comes back at nine. Twelve hours he keeps working with the thought of earning money, Not for himself but you. Well, Your dad has crossed fifty now, he can manage well enough in 15000 bucks a month. But he earns the double to give you a healthy lifestyle and a better education. Few of our dads stay abroad, Well, Don't you think lifestyle in India is cheap and they could have family time here, Happy time here. But no, he stays there to earn, earn for you.

Your younger sibling doesn't buy toys for himself or he cuts on his expenses for your course fee, for your studies.

Your teacher who you call up at anytime in the day, picks your call and attends your doubts. His job timings are 9 to 5, but still he does. He cares for you and your grades. He could have easily said ask me tomorrow or class timings are over. He never does that. He is always for you, each hour of the day and after that if he expects nice work. It isn't much.

They don't do this for themselves. Umm maybe a 10% for their own satisfaction but another 90% for you and in return if they expect from you a little, I don't think its wrong.

Well I have a million dreams but I know what, Some other dreams are asociated to me, Even if they are not mine, But they belong to me. When i took a charge of completing my own dreams, I kinda took a charge of those other dreams too.

I know each person of my life has a lot of expectations from me. Not a lot, But yes a little and I can surely do them.

I have left home not for my own dreams now, but for everyone's in my life.

Whenever I get tired or I loose hope.

I just close my eyes for a minute,

Visualize each person and their expectations from me in my head,

I have this sudden burst of energy in me.

Not for me but for others.

I feel so nice that so many people are there in my life who care about me and who expect from me and trust me I am trying hard to put up all their dreams come true, to put up all their expectations into reality.

I'll keep trying hard until I succeed.

For its not a lot that you are expecting from me.

This post if for everyone who expects a little from me and I'll try to come out shining on your expectations. Each one of yours cause I immeasurably love you all.

Photo Credits: Rohit Duggal

The Little School Girl

"Aaj fir sheher ki iss chehal-pehal me,
Ek anjaana sa chehra kho dia.
Aaj fir sheher ki iss chehal-pehal me,
Ek anjaane se pal me jee lia.
Aaj fir."

These lines struck me hard when I was on my way to Abids with someone to get this laptop of mine (crashed! It was). 

We live in a round world, each face we see times and times. But, a few faces touch us and yes, we are so easily able to find the story behind it. Some faces tell you no stories but leave an impact to our hearts.
One such day for me was today, The 26th September 2012.
Innocence we believe is lost, lost to the world of we don't know.
But found three genuine faces full of innocence.
Those were I remember and would always remember faces of three little kids coming back from school, they might be. They had no tensions, no stress and no worries, Apparently, this is the main reason why little kids are so beautiful.

Wearing school dresses, tiny black shoes having their little tiffins on their laps and water bottles hung to thei necks were kids, three of them, A girl and two little guys. World is so different for them, No one is bad for them, Everything is good and only good is existent in their worlds.
She (The little girl) was peeping out of the auto driven by a Muslim man (See, here the difference in our way of seeing. We see as Hindus and Muslims and kids don't, Each and all are one for them).

She made a certain bond, a certain connection with us when we passed a little smile to her and she couldn't keep her eyes of us and it was the same at our side. It was touching and an awesome feeling as long as we could see her and I think it was the same for her.
She was waiving to us, smiling at us, looking at us with those big innocent eyes of her and this continued as long as our autos took diferrent directions. She lost us and so did we. 
'Another face lost in the hustle and bustle of this great city'.

I don't know if I'd ever see that little one again. Yet, the world is little and round but still I can make out that she'd be a grown up the next I see her and apparently that innocence will be lost again. Lost again, to this great city and its little stories.


"Woh nanhe nanhe se haatho wali,
Woh badi badi aankho wali ne jaane kya aaj mujhpe jadoo sa kar dia,
Keh nahi sakti ki wo pal kya tha ki jub humari nazre takrayi,
Par un badi badi aankho wali naa jaane mujhse kya kya keh diya.
Keh gayi woh mujhse ki tum akele nahi muskura rahi ho,
Tum akele nahi jee rahi ho, Main bhi hun tumsi,
Dhundh rahi hu tumsa ek astitva.
Khush hun main bhi tumsi aur sada rahungi.
Tumhara kuch ata pata nahi mujhe,
Kho jaogi tum do pal me fir iss shehar ki chahal-pahal me,
Par jeevan me ek baar meri iss muskaan ke baare me soch ke khud muskura lena,
Har mushkil ko paar kar jaana tum,
Yeh do pal ki mulaakaat hai, Iske saal tum bana lena.
Mujhe yaad rakhna tum, Mujhe yaad rakhna." 


'Some moments in life, If last longer loose their charm, their beauty and their essence' Someone has so rightly said this and this was one such moment of my life. I wish I could keep it longer but don't want to loose its significance, So a few moments I encaptured in my heart forever. Offcourse, I couldn't just keep it properly in words but today I am satisfied.

And, yes I m smiling little girl.
Thank you! Little angel.

Rehabilitation of The 'Specially Challenged' Ones.

I wrote this long back for an article. Hope you guys like it.

“I have an impure smile of joy on my face,But I know what my heart craves within.It craves for the real life you people live,It craves for those true moments you go through each day.I have an unreal life with no real goals other than to survive,Yet I have an impure smile of joy on my face”

‘Disabled’: A word that should be out-casted of the dictionary and should be replaced by ‘Specially Challenged’.

 
 We ‘Not so specially challenged people’ are given a million moments to live in and smile, But what about who are not like us.

 I find it really difficult to choose what to write and what not to on this very topic, for because if you be with these ‘God’s favourite children’ for sometime, you know their plight and their pains and so there are a million thoughts in process in your mind and yes, for sure, you find no words to frame it all up.
Rehabilitation of the specially challenged is a big challenge and  we , as citizens of a country like ‘India’ are ready to take that up.

What if you are isolated from the world for all your life? What if you can’t see or speak or listen? What if you can’t run around and chase butterflies in your garden? Seems horrible,  Doesn’t it? But, there are a few people who live a life like that each day without knowing the reason of their very existence and yet craving to find one.

Rehabilitation: The word itself suggests giving a new habitat. A new habitat does not mean just a new house full of facilities or good food or a big bunglow with beautiful maids and smart stewards. A habitat is not that but it is presence of a real life, an environment which helps you grow over time, not just physically but mentally, psychologically and socially. In short helps you grow in each aspect of life.

Rehabilitation of the disabled is taken up as one of the most difficult tasks and It’s just because of the fact that they need much more care and affection in their lives. Their lives are not for-granted like ours are. They are special.
I have been with these ‘Specially challenged children’ for a while and I know their pains and plights. Eating when you have no hands, walking without your legs or trying to express when you can’t speak, Its one of the impossible things and they have to do. If they can’t, atleast they have to try to do to survive.

It is said that you do the best deed when you make someone smile. It is indeed and yes I know what it feels to do such a deed. It feels like you’ve won the world, You’ve won everything you could ever dream of and that one victory is a victory which will be make you smile all your life.
“Walking past the memory lane I know what I’ve lost and I know what I’ve found,

It’s all those smiles that I have won and those tears all gone.”
I conclude by requesting each one of you to have one such victory in your life, one such moment when you really smile and others smile with you. I request you to be a part of the ‘specially challenged’ people’s life and make their dreams come true.

God has made each one of us special in a different way and so, rather than seeing what is missing we should look out for that one ‘special gift’ from god to them.

For we know that god is great and he watches us all......

Blogging at last..!

My mind is a glass full of overflowing chaos. 

Its a bowl full of life miseries and smiles.

Each day I feel like sharing my experiences, but never found a way.
So, It's 'Blogging at last'.
I start with myself.
Simple girl, goes by a share rickshaw to college each day, travel around 10 kms with completely new people each day because of them I have a new story in mind each day, Thanks a lot to all these strangers, they make me realize life is both a sorrow and smile and mostly it is smile in sorrow.
College a place to meditate (sleep at times..;)). College a place to live life to fullest with full on entertainment and drama (well! I am the drama queen. Everyone knows that). I love drama in life. Lots of drama. it makes life worth calling life. So, Back to college, A place to work (rarely), a place to eat (since 10 am to 5 pm, LOL!). College: A place I wish I could sleep also (I don't hope the concerned authorities to take action . lol!).
On the way back I listen songs and YES, make stories.
Come back tired, roam about, chill about with my friends and the special one. Fun. You think it is. WELL! It is most of the times.
I miss home a lot and I am a cry baby.
I dream, dream a lot (not that I don't work hard to bring them reality, but some of them are impossible..;))
I believe in falling in love, I believe in second chances.
I believe smile is the best gift you can give to anyone.
I believe writing flushes your mind to start afresh each time.
I believe in making notes (I keep forgetting things.:))
I believe in angels and demons.
I love being me (at times, I hate that and its a genuine truth)
I am me.
Done!

Then, I have been planning to start blogging since centuries..
FINALLY! I m doing that.
Blogging at last.
Welcome to my world.
A world full of joy and tears.
A world full of dreams and hopes.
A world full of music and silence.
A world of me and you.
Thanks for being a part of it.
:)