Who doesn't have them?those are every1's inevitable pets..Those who try to evade problems and/or ignore them,perception of people come into picture..why?cuz he is one of them and he is expected to behave like every others..why is it that he is bound to do that?.If he/she behaves some different,they call escapist..or sometimes coward or even sometimes 'the aggressor' of customs..of this soceity.Indeed some people are still there who understand others problem n support them by atleast naming them a winner on the other side cuz he came out of those situations which he is not destined to.
Some1 said : whenever i find a key to success,someone changes the lock..tht was an old one though..i formulate this as forget the key,learn to break the doors.That should be the attitude,,as a go getter,as a hardworker atleast till goal is reached.
Frustrations,turbulences all piling up..i wonder when do all this erupt at once..before i get a contentful life/heart.What i feel is everyone here in this world wears a mask of good over their bad.introspection is indeed needed.They conceal their weaknesses and show up their strong points/things so tht every1 around has an impression that 'he/she' is a gud person.I try to be b a humane rather than becoming a human..cuz it is the need of hour.Declining moral values..some attribute towards faith ..they say that decrease in faith and increase in love of wealth and worldly things lead them to go astray..why?i don't feel like the way they do?is it because i have gone astray?heedless to their belief?i don't think so..as far as iam concerned(as obvious as it is !).
People may think this is my perception but this is a whole perspective i've got through observation. Its hard to believe/digest how people fake their own lives,even feelings for sake of something else?I feel more frustrated when I am approached by them and they try to persuade me to be like them,just can't geton with their mindsets.
More disgusting fact of people around is that they feel a person is born to get older enough 'only' to get hooked up,laid off by a wife and get on with life..why is it?i never know tht..and now never want to know too.
Getting into those situations/things which they don't desire or made for,is what some consider as "hell" and get frustrated and eventually get 'disturbed'. But some consider that as 'One of the experience' and let that frustration aside.Frustrations can be many..some might be considered as educational frustrations,religious,relational,work and some even with elders.Only mantra as people say to deal with this is to be patient..which is again like storing anger in your own pouch.
I feel frustration should be dealt with extreme caution wherein we need to be very open in terms of communication so that people should know atleast what you intend to do..or people should be smart/emotionally attached enough to know what you feel like.I feel if this feeling or solution is missing..whatever be the problem..goes berseck in the long run causing chaos in life.
Success :
I feel success is not a destination nor a journey even nor something which is acquired..it's just a state of mind. People can live without it..I feel it a state of mind wherein you keep exceeding your limits,by keep learning new things.Adapt to newer things in life,methodologies,making new plans..cuz ifeel even unsuccessful people also exist in this soceity.Cuz people from either side make this world exist...!
Wednesday, March 30, 2011
I wonder...
I wonder why people tend to be stereotypic-same job,same life,same timetable,same sorrows,,
People dont try to be innovative n themselves but i would appreciate the people who handle all this
and be innovative .World is dying in its own pace and we try to be apart from this change and we try to be happy in ourselves..how selfish we've turned?
Is this life given to us by our creator ?We live in a world of various choice and we tend to select only one option -STEREOTYPIC.y?
By my creator's grace, i have got what i wanted and i am fully satisfied till now but when i don't get sumthing i wanted now i wud be
dissatisfied and this is for sure .Coz i have'nt been subjected to hardships of life like-struggle,sacrifice and moreover "patience".
Now iam in search of a person who is capable of handling situations which may be embarrasing,a good listener,solving my
problems,a good samaritan like me and for me .That person may be a true frend of mine forever or till i die and that shud be for sure.
I always think that people suffer the most than they enjoy and i may be wrong for people who think that this life is a test for all of us and
we are here for an instance.Is this the life god gave us with all the facilities but with a limit ?
People dont try to be innovative n themselves but i would appreciate the people who handle all this
and be innovative .World is dying in its own pace and we try to be apart from this change and we try to be happy in ourselves..how selfish we've turned?
Is this life given to us by our creator ?We live in a world of various choice and we tend to select only one option -STEREOTYPIC.y?
By my creator's grace, i have got what i wanted and i am fully satisfied till now but when i don't get sumthing i wanted now i wud be
dissatisfied and this is for sure .Coz i have'nt been subjected to hardships of life like-struggle,sacrifice and moreover "patience".
Now iam in search of a person who is capable of handling situations which may be embarrasing,a good listener,solving my
problems,a good samaritan like me and for me .That person may be a true frend of mine forever or till i die and that shud be for sure.
I always think that people suffer the most than they enjoy and i may be wrong for people who think that this life is a test for all of us and
we are here for an instance.Is this the life god gave us with all the facilities but with a limit ?
I’m lucky, she is happy.
It was roughly 7 pm while I left my home for a gathering at my grandmother’s house at marine lines. Dressed in my favorite pink salwar kameez I was almost in love with myself. Feeling very fresh, very happy and someway very lucky I left my house. The occasion was such, next day was my cousin’s marriage ceremony and we, the “baratis” were suppose to leave from marinelines, heading to Borivali. I was excited, very excited. I boarded a fast train from Borivali and met one such girl in the journey after meeting whom I am still not able to decide what is it that I should strongly feel for, should I thank god for all that he has given me, and all that I am...or should I pity that girl I met, for all that happened to her. I was taken aback to discover that two people once in an equivalent position can land up at two exceptionally diverse places. I’m shocked.
As it was that hour of the day when the trains are not crowded and being a fast local it was close to empty.Ansd above all boarding an empty train in Mumbai is nothing less than an “opportunity”. As I was traveling all by myself I preferred killing time by reading a novel. Starting off from Borivli, the train directly halted at Andheri. Four other passengers boarded the same compartment I was traveling by.3 kids and one woman. They were one of those people who sell plastic earings and bindis’in the train. the train being relatively vacant they did not have many consumers to sell their bits and pieces to and so those three kids, one girl who was amid 12 to 14 yrs of age and 2 boys,6-8 yrs old, got seated opposite me. They seemed quite happy in each others company. I remember they were selling “bindis”because while I was reading my book, she interrupted by asking if I was a Muslim. In fact she did not even ask, she concluded “Didi aap to Muslim ho na, aap to bindi nahi lagatein na” and I smiled and nodded. I told her I was a Hindu and this is how our conversation started.
Most of the kids belonging to this class are unfortunately uneducated so they barely know any language else than that typical mumbaiya Hindi. But to my surprise this young girl called “Salma” although did not speak fluent English, but she managed to conversate with me, for a while at least. I noticed her and later noticed her noticing me too. Something that really grabbed my attention towards her was the lightheartedness on her face. She was very satisfied in herself...I wondered how. Myself being her only costumer in that area she approached me with bindis, since i don’t wear them at all I dint buy any. She sat opposite me, kept looking at me and smiled all that while she stared at me. Trust me I didn’t feel weird about her even once. In fact, I smiled back. Maybe she was waiting for this. As soon as i lifted my head to give a glance she asked me if I was a student and was studying in which year. I replied it was my final year going on and my exams will be heading soon. She once again, with that innocent smile which is till date crystal clear in my mind, wished me luck for my exams. I got back to my novel but wasn’t reading it this time as i was distracted by her. I was surprised to know that she was aware of exams being conducted around the month of April. Salma was a very warm child to talk to. I asked her if she would like to get educated if given a choice. And there came an instantaneous respond- yes, I would love to. “I like studying” she said. I felt strange when she said this as I wondered how could she like something she is not even exposed to. But in a while everything got cleared, all my questions got answered when she said that she once used to go to school. In fact she had even appeared for standard 6. I was amazed. She was a student of St.Anne’s girl’s high school. It is one of the best schools in Borivali. And this fact affected me lots more because i am too an ex student of St.Anne’s high school. Getting more interested in her life story i asked her what made her land up here, selling pins and bindis while she seemed to deserve a much better childhood. Of all that I got to know of her, I am only disappointed with life, with the fact that I could not help her then.
From slums in Mahim she was sent to Borivali and got admitted in St.Anne’s where she stayed in a hostel. I myself have been there a number of times. Life was good for her till that day arrived when her family started facing crises and they needed her as a helping hand. Girls staying in this boarding house are not expected to pay any educational fees and they are also permitted a free housing. It’s their residence, where they a well sheltered. In spite of having to deal with no everyday expenditure for Salma, she was obligated to leave her studies halfway, forget her brilliant future and join this job where she struggles from early morning to late hours of darkness. I wondered how much this little soul could fetch to feed her family’s hope in her eyes, to get on with life, a life that has only dishonored her, made me realize that problems are only as big as we desire them to be. I’m now much positive about life than I used to be before I met Salma. I asked her about her two little brothers too. Like making a witty statement she said that they too were expelled from school because of two reasons. One, her parents could not meet the expense of their education and secondly they were too mischievous to be handled by the teachers. I smiled...I felt very powerless, did not know what to say, dints know I should console her or helps her out. I wanted to help, but dint know how. Cheering was something that she dint really need, she had accepted her condition like a bold adult...her childhood was dead, was murdered. I reached marine lines, scarcely knowing it. I got off and did not turn back to glance at her even ones. I did not have the moral fiber to do so.
I have never felt so feeble, heartbreaking and fortunate at the same time. GOD BLESS HER...
As it was that hour of the day when the trains are not crowded and being a fast local it was close to empty.Ansd above all boarding an empty train in Mumbai is nothing less than an “opportunity”. As I was traveling all by myself I preferred killing time by reading a novel. Starting off from Borivli, the train directly halted at Andheri. Four other passengers boarded the same compartment I was traveling by.3 kids and one woman. They were one of those people who sell plastic earings and bindis’in the train. the train being relatively vacant they did not have many consumers to sell their bits and pieces to and so those three kids, one girl who was amid 12 to 14 yrs of age and 2 boys,6-8 yrs old, got seated opposite me. They seemed quite happy in each others company. I remember they were selling “bindis”because while I was reading my book, she interrupted by asking if I was a Muslim. In fact she did not even ask, she concluded “Didi aap to Muslim ho na, aap to bindi nahi lagatein na” and I smiled and nodded. I told her I was a Hindu and this is how our conversation started.
Most of the kids belonging to this class are unfortunately uneducated so they barely know any language else than that typical mumbaiya Hindi. But to my surprise this young girl called “Salma” although did not speak fluent English, but she managed to conversate with me, for a while at least. I noticed her and later noticed her noticing me too. Something that really grabbed my attention towards her was the lightheartedness on her face. She was very satisfied in herself...I wondered how. Myself being her only costumer in that area she approached me with bindis, since i don’t wear them at all I dint buy any. She sat opposite me, kept looking at me and smiled all that while she stared at me. Trust me I didn’t feel weird about her even once. In fact, I smiled back. Maybe she was waiting for this. As soon as i lifted my head to give a glance she asked me if I was a student and was studying in which year. I replied it was my final year going on and my exams will be heading soon. She once again, with that innocent smile which is till date crystal clear in my mind, wished me luck for my exams. I got back to my novel but wasn’t reading it this time as i was distracted by her. I was surprised to know that she was aware of exams being conducted around the month of April. Salma was a very warm child to talk to. I asked her if she would like to get educated if given a choice. And there came an instantaneous respond- yes, I would love to. “I like studying” she said. I felt strange when she said this as I wondered how could she like something she is not even exposed to. But in a while everything got cleared, all my questions got answered when she said that she once used to go to school. In fact she had even appeared for standard 6. I was amazed. She was a student of St.Anne’s girl’s high school. It is one of the best schools in Borivali. And this fact affected me lots more because i am too an ex student of St.Anne’s high school. Getting more interested in her life story i asked her what made her land up here, selling pins and bindis while she seemed to deserve a much better childhood. Of all that I got to know of her, I am only disappointed with life, with the fact that I could not help her then.
From slums in Mahim she was sent to Borivali and got admitted in St.Anne’s where she stayed in a hostel. I myself have been there a number of times. Life was good for her till that day arrived when her family started facing crises and they needed her as a helping hand. Girls staying in this boarding house are not expected to pay any educational fees and they are also permitted a free housing. It’s their residence, where they a well sheltered. In spite of having to deal with no everyday expenditure for Salma, she was obligated to leave her studies halfway, forget her brilliant future and join this job where she struggles from early morning to late hours of darkness. I wondered how much this little soul could fetch to feed her family’s hope in her eyes, to get on with life, a life that has only dishonored her, made me realize that problems are only as big as we desire them to be. I’m now much positive about life than I used to be before I met Salma. I asked her about her two little brothers too. Like making a witty statement she said that they too were expelled from school because of two reasons. One, her parents could not meet the expense of their education and secondly they were too mischievous to be handled by the teachers. I smiled...I felt very powerless, did not know what to say, dints know I should console her or helps her out. I wanted to help, but dint know how. Cheering was something that she dint really need, she had accepted her condition like a bold adult...her childhood was dead, was murdered. I reached marine lines, scarcely knowing it. I got off and did not turn back to glance at her even ones. I did not have the moral fiber to do so.
I have never felt so feeble, heartbreaking and fortunate at the same time. GOD BLESS HER...
Munna...
Munna was wandering in his own world of dreams then...
without much friends in his life and no one to trust.he did not know he
wud b so happy in the coming days cuz he met with a person who just did not care for other's politics.
but he realised after 3-4 years tht happiness is no longer permanent
when he was forced tear off his friendship with his distant relative.
he was just another average student but he liked himself cuz he has a grateful heart and
he was frank(like a mirror) .he was a bit humourous at first when he was in his early teens
and wanted to cherish people around him.
he wanted to do something new always but always failed in his academics which was greatest
concern to his parents,munna did not realise tht matter cuz he was just new to all these
and he did not work so hard to make his parents happy.All he wanted of the frendship shud b soon
turn into love and he wanted to inspire from tht and soon start conquering the world.But when destiny
turned the face off ,he began to break like a mud wall in front of a broken dam,he soon realised tht
it was just a dream and couldn't recover from tht soon ... it took whole 2 years to forget his past
and added to this trouble,he was tried to b defamed cuz of her mother...which he cleared very soon.
now he is just living for a life which he did not even looked out for...but he still likes himself
cuz he is frank by words and open for a change >always!.
Now he is a bit confused more mature and a bit silly cuz of his past.
People around him started finding something he lost long back.They always used to say he is different
but always used to get a dumb face cuz he tried to be quite and lonely,now he has very less friends.
and no best friends so tht he wud dump all his goods and bads,share with them pros n cons of this world..
he has challenges to face,he has various roles to b played,he has to b strong to cope the
difficulties in his n others life,who is there?.
Whoever listens this they say the same thing "I'll b there" but fail to do so..
Let us see who comes forward !!! :-)
without much friends in his life and no one to trust.he did not know he
wud b so happy in the coming days cuz he met with a person who just did not care for other's politics.
but he realised after 3-4 years tht happiness is no longer permanent
when he was forced tear off his friendship with his distant relative.
he was just another average student but he liked himself cuz he has a grateful heart and
he was frank(like a mirror) .he was a bit humourous at first when he was in his early teens
and wanted to cherish people around him.
he wanted to do something new always but always failed in his academics which was greatest
concern to his parents,munna did not realise tht matter cuz he was just new to all these
and he did not work so hard to make his parents happy.All he wanted of the frendship shud b soon
turn into love and he wanted to inspire from tht and soon start conquering the world.But when destiny
turned the face off ,he began to break like a mud wall in front of a broken dam,he soon realised tht
it was just a dream and couldn't recover from tht soon ... it took whole 2 years to forget his past
and added to this trouble,he was tried to b defamed cuz of her mother...which he cleared very soon.
now he is just living for a life which he did not even looked out for...but he still likes himself
cuz he is frank by words and open for a change >always!.
Now he is a bit confused more mature and a bit silly cuz of his past.
People around him started finding something he lost long back.They always used to say he is different
but always used to get a dumb face cuz he tried to be quite and lonely,now he has very less friends.
and no best friends so tht he wud dump all his goods and bads,share with them pros n cons of this world..
he has challenges to face,he has various roles to b played,he has to b strong to cope the
difficulties in his n others life,who is there?.
Whoever listens this they say the same thing "I'll b there" but fail to do so..
Let us see who comes forward !!! :-)
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