Take the Plunge

If you are waiting for someone or a particular day or something else to happen first and then plan to move ahead, don't wait. It's not advisable. Many a times in life we wait for certain condition or event, when in reality that's just an excuse not to move forward on our own. The reason can be any fear of risking something, anxiety of losing, lack of enthusiasm or plain laziness.




When we think that, there will be a better tomorrow, and we would be a nicer person on a cheerful day and do all the things we have kept on hold, it's an illusion, such tomorrow never comes. Believe You, Me. Only when we do something Today, it's then that we enter a new Tomorrow, else there's nothing, keeping on hold & waiting with an excuse is a farce.




The biggest problem in such cases is, we take a hell lot of assumptions like, I would never be involved in a fatal car accident, my butt can never be on the line of fire, I am always right, I will do it tomorrow if not today, etc. We are fooling ourselves and no one else. We take people, parents, siblings, love and other relationships, even our Life to be for granted. Which we never should. Because, the longer we take such things for granted, greater the Reality Bites us.




If Nature were to punish us, it would move a finger and we would be standing buck-naked in Sahara Desert, don't think that this is absurd; Nature has a logical way of doing all the things, that we consider far-fetched or impossible to happen to us.




Whatever it is that you need to do or want to do, get it done now, today or at-least get it started, if not finished, Life is short if we start regretting about things. But Life is Large, if we keep on moving ahead. Be Bold, move ahead in Life, Take the Plunge.

Crumbling World

My world as much I have is crumbling down to bits & pieces. The relationships are just antiques. I am useless to the socially active community. No light falls upon my ugly state of affairs. The ignored leakages will drip me to plague. I was never dutiful, and never experienced bountiful. All the loneliness that I've ever experienced, has summed up before my eyes, swallowing me whole. Maybe some fears are worse than death can ever be. Death will take us away, while fears torment us profuse.

You went away without a reason, in-fact were never near, I realize now. It was just my wishful thinking that you'd be mine, you were never a chance in the real world. I don't know how much time has passed since you ceased to exist. Now, there's nothing of you and nothing else left for me. I threw away your presence, whilst day-dreaming I'm in Love. If only I could live with you once.

The undead chest still breathes, the slack muscles would pack a punch. My pain says I'm alive. Fears give me a cause to run. The Satan Bull is raging towards me, perhaps my survival is dismal. If somehow I could getaway from, still have to survive with a neurotic brain. Starting my journey thusly now, I spearhead through unknown territories, only to land one-piece on a place, that would somehow be called, Life.

Soaring Higher

01:30a.m., 27th Oct 2011, I wake-up half-ok with a hint of acidity in my chest, a dash of short breath in my lungs, I help myself with the icy cold water from earthenware red pot, ummm Yes it does feel good, only later does the acid attack becomes more acute, with HCl burning the way up my esophagus. All this against the backdrop of a late Diwali night, God am I a diseased mortal, ready to embark on a journey leading me to really Soar Higher...


The colorful frantic lights, some here some there, a few with whistles, some with bangs, an occasional thud, all goes on & on, onstage the tinted black screen behind me, a little dose is good, but soon lights disappear and booms & bangs fill-up the scene, I try to be polite & understanding about the fact that it's Diwali, #@~^this acidity will burn me up today #@~^ but still the high noise guys, seriously it's NOISE POLLUTION, for God's sake it's 02:01a.m. While I'm at this, you people are
pulling off few occasional bitchy ones, some crackling sparkles & a rare Big-Bang, fine go ahead and burn the fun, if that's your way to be content.


As they say, one thing leads to another a man standing right there, checking up on my work of lighting up the home with electric lamps, oil-lamps, correctional lantern, #@~^knock, knock Acidity ? #@~^ the electrician put in the lantern at the 9p.m.th hour, who by the way works independently, freelancer I must say, was pressed into service for few odd-jobs, two to be precise by the established
electrician in my area, who never takes up a service-call seriously(#personal experience) what to do ? where am I? what ? where are the crackers, noises, thuds & bangs? still there....shucks!


So, where was I, I was traveling inside a deep train of thoughts on a dense track of concentration completely unaware of disturbing surroundings, well concentration of mind is a virtue I guess #@~^ seems subsided #@~^ Some disturbing thoughts, well no worries, will take care of them. A concentrated mind does a wonderful job, even when surrounded by complete chaos.


As I rose, half-dead today, may I rise as does emerge a Phoenix from its Ashes, completely burnt by own Karma, but born again with the same heart of gold. The sins, the mess, working crass and living depress, sometimes I feel to give it up all, Oh God, and by working my way up like an Eagle hovers above this world, I shall cover everything under the wing-span of my experience, #@~^shit keeps coming back#@~^ and thus once and for all, may I with your blessings My Lord, Soar Higher.

Perfection Exists! ?

        When we err and fail, people try to cheer us up by saying "Nobody is perfect, better try again", and when we tend to be lazy we get to hear "Practice makes Man perfect, get up and work". Does it mean that, perfection can't be achieved? and that we always work tending to be perfect, while never really achieving it ? Have you ever thought about Perfection, whether it really exists or not ?



        In my view, a thing, a place or a person may not be perfect in itself, but their togetherness or a certain combination or a harmony in which they work or are related can be perfect. For example, meeting a celebrity on your birthday, winning a lottery on an auspicious day, running into an old friend just before your engagement, etc. are all instances when we say, "we were lucky", meaning somehow situations were perfect as a whole and not necessarily each thing in its own might.



        When we have a good holiday with family it's a perfect getaway, when a couple suit each other in personality and character they are termed as a perfect couple, scoring full marks in your favorite subject is a perfect treat, etc. all such things are called perfect because we couldn't ask for more in each of these scenarios.



        Thus, perfection can't be searched in individuals or in pieces of steel or glass for that matter, it has to be observed and felt in the synergy of things, which is the real beauty of it.



        In the spiritual sense, think about the joys and sorrows, sunny and rainy days, ups and downs, dusk and dawn, etc. you just can't pick out a single thing and go on scrutinizing it for its value or its characteristics, it's their presence together which makes them worth and meaningful. Think about the planet earth, cold mountains, huge rivers, dense forests, endangered wild animals, We Selfish Humans, etc. are useless alone but, with everything synergizing together as humans, flora and fauna, seasons, etc. earth is a perfect place to be. We have to just recognize the underlying patterns, then we surely would be marveled and start believing in perfection on a scale larger than life.

A Tell-All Tale

A few years ago, when I had just ventured into the world of blogging completely unaware of its characteristics and the kind of work & dedication it requires, I tried to get a hang of it by joining various Orkut Communities meant for Bloggers – Established as well as the ones aspiring To Be. I participated in various polls, few discussions and answered random questions put up by fellow members from the community. Though I later realized that being an active member of other Blog related forums was also necessary, which pays off in some or the other way, I got into other forums very recently.

Anyways, in the communities, a guy raised a question, which was open for discussion to all, “Would you write ‘A Tell-All Tale’ about your own Life, without twisting any facts and hiding any information?” Very few people replied to it, I was one of them. Somebody replied “yes, it’s possible we can do that”, someone said “yes, with a few omissions”, another fellow: “not at all possible, there are a lot of things we can’t say in public, never”, I posted my views: “yes, by mustering up some courage and putting up a brave face against haunts from the past, we can pen down ‘a tell-all tale’ and publish it”. I never again visited that discussion thread, it got lost among others; don’t have a slightest idea, what other replies it might have got.

And now, when I think of that question it makes me ponder over all the stuff I have done in all the years growing up to be what I am now, since I gained a conscious mind, the summary of all the events on a fading but existing timeline floats before my eyes. It allows me to pick-up each event and judge myself on a case-by-case basis, though many of you would say don’t be stuck in the past, let bygones be bygones, etc, but we must keep in mind that Introspection is done over the Past Us as well as the Present Us and never on a Future Us.

I do find myself guilty on many occasions, ranging from when I was a child up to a moment in time few hours ago, this goes to say that if not impossible then it definitely is very very hard to come up with ‘a Tell-All tale’ about our own lives. All this churning of yesterday’s milk does give an off-putting odour, nonetheless it also has many Pearls of great moments spread out in it that we have earned over all these years. I would like to say that we can Atleast from now on, today come up with a Good Clean Slate to write a better, bigger and cleaner LifeStory onto it, lets correct whatever we can, even if it means only a couple of years in future as against to the decades we have let go just like that in mistakes and laziness.

Best Wishes. God Bless.

P.S. Do Support Earth Hour on Saturday 26th March, 2011, from 8:30pm to 9:30pm local time, by putting off unnecessary lights and appliances, and leaving On just the lights that are utterly essential. Resolve to use all the resources cautiously in a prudent manner henceforth.

Long Live Mother Earth.

The Within

The Within is given to us the moment we are born, a Life is bestowed upon us. We breathe free, grow up, enjoy our childhood, have our share of experiences, go through nitty-gritties of this world and all that living daylight & silent night has to offer we consume.

But with the passage of time, it’s possible that our family gets disbanded and we have no father-figure to live under the guidance of, whether inside or outside of the extended family even. Friends may have their own share of issues and may be too busy in dealing with them, so much so that even a phone call may seem a distant possibility. The Love of our Life if at all we’ve got one, may seem to be emotionally distant for any of the myriad reasons, not having one creates a vacuum, which we wander in, until we find a suitable someone.

Suddenly we go blank and forget why and towards what, are we working?, What is our goal & the purpose behind it ? There may be no sign of inspiration or motivation at all. The Life we have so far lived may seem to be a castle in the air, and then everything would be nothing but a great illusion, a big mistake. The atmosphere is nothing fit to live in, only mind-state that we’ve got is of desperation, only thing we want to do is punch something, only thing we actually do is breath fire and only feeling left with us is self-disgust. The agony of being in this state with the icing of physical pain is the reinforcement that we are alive, Atleast.

All this can happen in a real actual human life on this earth! Then what? Would you continue to live like this? No! What to do then? How to deal with it? What or Who went wrong? How to correct it? How to live a Life even better than we ever had? All the answers lie Within Us. The Seed of Continuum of Life, the Potential to Change, the Energy to carry out all that is Possible is inside us, The WITHIN.

Shake yourself up, then feel & locate the Within. The Within wakes up to check if it is sound on a physical level, feeds the body, diverts the mind, enjoys a sleep. The next time you get up it searches for a reason to live, the reason is Self-Preservation. Yes! Live for yourself; thank the Universe for this Human Life that you’ve got.

Approach your family, break the ice, ask for guidance, pay heed to it, share the love, and make yourself a sincere part of your family. Remember this, your family always Loves You. No matter, if their suggestions don’t match or go entirely against your wishes, Trust them, they really want you to lead a Happy, Problem-free Life. They are elders, they have a foresight, they can decide better things, so listen to them for your own good.

Realize that life can be beautiful. Enjoy the world, establish a Grand Target, and achieve it in steps, by completing Mini-Goals if you will. The sweat on thy brow invites GoodLuck.  You can win back your Lover, by hard-work, dedication, sincerity towards your duties & job, and last but not the least Love, Care & Respect for your Beloved.

A balanced man has good friends, reconnect with yours, send an sms, be bold enough to call a long lost friend, arrange for a meeting, pour your heart out, cherish the bond. In this ruthless world, friends, family and lover help us to be & remain hopeful, throughout the continuous struggle that we go through. They watch our back when we are vulnerable and mean people get to us, thus the kith and kin play a vital role in our trying times. Also the Joy of Sharing can’t be experienced without them existing in our lives, just imagine what’s the use of a Great Good News when you have no Lover or Folks to share it with? Even if you don’t get a friend, befriend yourself, care for your Oldest and Best Friend – The Within.

May you achieve a perfect Harmony in your Life among Love, Work & Fun. God Bless You All.

Self-Destruction

Self-Destruction is the sweetest thing to do, where doer meets the done, seer sees the self, worker is the work.The target of self-destruction is always in sight.You may disagree with me firstly by saying cut this crap of negativity and secondly by suggesting other supposedly sweet things like chocolate, money, sex, love, adventure, etc.

I heard all those words, now please let me explain. Chocolate though sweet, starts and ends inside a small wrapper, gone inside your stomach even before you properly savour it. Money gives pleasure by either, you sitting atop its stash or spending it away, do you really like any of these options ? Sex is a natural need, you may enjoy it frequently on a feather-bed, but you need good stamina and of-course a partner for that, at the end it leaves you totally exhausted physically and blank mentally. Love is a thing you like to fall in, swim deep under and enjoy it all day long, but keeping up Love and loving somebody needs real good efforts, enjoying pillow-talk is one thing and keeping Love relation sweetly alive is another story altogether.Adventure gives you adrenaline rush, lets you lose control, makes you want it more but, can you have it the way you like it ? Its limited to a few unique doses, also you can't repeat it in the same way as you might have enjoyed it the first time, it gets boring with repetition.

In self-destruction, you have the victim as a guinea pig for all your trials and tribunals of a frustrated mind and a loner body. You can try newest methods of torture, long enough to fatigue you completely.The torments can begin anytime, the victim can never runaway, he can give-up anytime, the punishment may continue upto a point of insanity or sudden death.

You are a psychotic freak to everyone, a black-hole personified, a disaster machine and a hopeless case. Still, you don't feel anything, no pain, no uneasiness, no discomfort and that is why, you continue the process without a pause ever.It starts with a fit of rage, and when you are into it, it is pure inertia, the lack of strength to come out of it. Though you inflict pain upon self, you never lose the energy for doing so, you go on and on, till you reach a stage of deep self-realisation or someone breaking into your mind, who puts tremendous efforts to get you back to normal.Thus, its a whole new world of Substance Abuse, totally different from mundane world and regular people.

I just want to say, enjoy your lives, so long as you can. This is not cynicism, this is an account of Self-Destruction.

Happy Birthday

     "Happy Birthday Amit", thats what I would have said to myself just now, instead of trying to ward off this cold off my chest.Also, this was what I used to say to myself on every 13th of February, yes, it's my Birthday today.

     Years ago this date was an epitome of a racing pulse,an awareness of a kind, the Birthday feeling oozing outta me continously all day long, cakes, chocolates, friends, celebration, get-together and above all my indulgence in every bit of each of these things.

     Today however, I don't see any reason or for that matter any hell of an urge to do a single bit from the aforesaid stuff. Because something has certainly changed, maybe its the growing up or breaking down. Mindwise,careerwise and wealthwise broken on every front, I have a simple birthday since many years where, I indulge in nothing but keeping quiet and staying home.

     This Birth-Day is a slow motion portion of time, to ponder over the years gone and think over the years to come and my position throughout. It's one of the Nature's ways,gifted to us to measure whatever we like to, using this thing called Birthday.

     I would not only hope but also try and see to it that my next birthday is a blast in its own might, a saga of a sort, a day of days and a rage of a thing.Till then, chewing the year hard.

Charya Chhokra

Charya Chhokra muhinja dost
Charyan Chhoranjo mukhe shaunk
Charya Chhokra Agte Vadhan
Charya hamesha Charya rahan




Nindiya :
Heu hamesha nindakhro lage
Kam par sai sado kare
Ba chaar gaalyun sidhyun kare
Kuch na khanikare fitto kare
Waqt te endo aa waqt te vendo aa
Ulta-sidha kama kadhin na kando aa
Mehnat saan pahinjo jeevan safal banaindo aa





Hiltu Manu:
Om ta chae
Vari Hari Om b chae
Sabhniji budhe
Aun budhae b har kenhkhe
Khush rakhe sabhni khe
Sabhin lae ghano kuch kare
Hedo koi kaam naahe
Jeko heu na kare
Hikdi khaali gaal oondhi aa
Chhokro pahinjelae kuch na kare





DD:
Phatphatia te endo aa phatphatia te vendo aa
Late ta endo aa
Aun Jaldi b vendo aa
Budhando b ghano aa
Budhaindo b ghano aa
Huje na ko ka takleef
Ta dasa bhi deendo aa
Gaal chavan hikdi ta chhokro heu b sutho aa





Bhau:
Ad chae hik subhane chae ba
confuse kare mukhe chhade kithan jo b na
Hetryun saaryun gaalyun jeke heu kando aa
Aahin ta sahi mukhe b lagando aa
Hedi choice jeka heu deendo aa
Decision kharan takleef theendo aa
Gharvani sochendo aahiyan haane chha kayan
Aakhir vari hinakhe hi byobhi phone kando aahiyan





Dola:
Disan mein suhino
Galaina jo mithdo
Heu mast hamesha rahando aa
Gusso keena kadhin kando aa
Muhinje hikde call te phatphati khani taiyaar hoondo aa
Shahar jo shahar b ghumaindo aa
Aun muhinjyu gaalyun b share kando aa
Sharmilo tha ghano par maanhu fantastic aa





Aaun:
Kuch na kayan maan matho pityaan maan
Galtiyun maan hi ghano sikhan maan
Hikdi JindDi sambhalje keena
Sabkuch kiyan sanwaryan maan
Khuda muhinji dua kabul kare
Jeevan je darya maan sukha saan mukhe paar kare



Charya Chhokra muhinja dost
Charyan Chhoranjo mukhe shaunk
Charya Chhokra Agte Vadhan
Charya hamesha Charya rahan

Kuch Ankahee Baatein

Main Sochta Hoon

Buddha chala na jaaye
Baapu ruk na jaaye
Maa thak na jaaye
Chacha rooth na jaaye
Chachi gum na jaaye
Bhai ka pyaar mar na jaaye
Chhota durr na jaaye
Behen parayi na ho jaaye
Jaanu se jhagda na hojaye
Dosti toot na jaaye
Apnon se rishta chhoot na jaaye
Parayon mein izzat na jaaye
Kismat foot na jaaye
Umrabhar kaamkaj na jaaye
Aanewala dhan yuhin vyast na jaaye
Mujhse kabhi imaan na jaaye
Jeetejee bacche chhodkar na jaaye
Marne ke baad mera naam na jaaye



Sirf itna chahta hoon

Meri aatma buraiyon ke ghar se chalijaaye
Aankhon se guroor chala jaaye
Mera ahankaar toot jaaye
Galti ka dussahas chala jaaye
Paap ka boj hat jaaye
Dukhon ka badal chhat jaaye
Mann se gham chala jaaye
Zindagi se dushman chala jaaye
Khushiyon se nind udd jaaye
Maut par se sawal chala jaaye



Jab sabkuch chala jaaye
Toh mere praan bhi chhupke se jaayein

A Lucky Loser

A Disaster at Academics.
But, fairly rich in intelligence.

Socially zero-valued.
But, few friendly ties tough enough.

Physically weak, immune system is bleak.
But, resolutions are rock-solid
and Fighting spirit is ON.

A small cog in the family.
But, approached by all.

Master of No Trade.
But, Jack of some.

Not a professional yet.
But, senses are sharp.

Misused by many.
But, really useful to some.

Quarreling utter bitterly sometimes.
But, patching up real sweet.

Getting angry too fast.
But, get chilled within seconds.

Very slow at deciding.
But, quick at guessing.

Creating new problems eternally.
But, boldly facing all of them.

Brain-dead for personal matters.
But, wise advisor for everyone else.

Reserve, shy and a bit coward.
But, a deep mind harbouring
strong morals, ethics and principles.

Getting nervous at all the events.
But, eventually passing out all of them.

Quick-wit is absent.
But, a very analytic mind.

This is what is nothing
But, A Lucky Loser.