Deep deep down.. 

Deep down, we all are fighting with all our individuals fights. 

Deep down, we all are hurt, trying to manage the shit life is throwing at us. 

Deep down, we are all trying to hide our scars from the world and smile. 

Deep down, we all know that nothing is right in our lives, but still manage to say ‘great’ when asked ‘how are you doing?’

But if we all know that we all are hurt, we all are suffering, we all are fighting, why not indulge in deep conversations and share the pain, after all pain reduces to half when shared. 

Someone wise once said that no problem on earth is big enough to be not solved by conversation. And I have seen relationships gradually die because of lack of it. 

If you have an issue, how about speaking it out? The other person is also a human being. Ok, he might not get you totally, but how about a small start? Who knows you might end up knowing him in a different way. And might help you see things from a different perspective. 

The key to a healthy and happy relationship is constant sharing and never ending caring. It’s efforts that are put everyday even if you don’t feel like doing it. Hold his hand and speak your heart out. It’s the little thing that matter in life. The little moments of happiness are what flash in front of your lives on the day you die and not moments when you brought your car, home or topped the university. Believe me, the key to a happy life is happy relationships, with oneself and with others and we become better when we help others become better. 

We all constantly need to be reminded that we aren’t alone, that we are loved, that we are cared for, that we matter. And believe me this attention can save lives. 

Absence.. 

So I was in this habit of sending good morning texts to my friends, teachers from school, college and professional world. I would send messages to them first thing in the morning and I have been doing this for almost 8 years now. That is how I would connect to them and that is how I would feel connected.

Some people were genuine enough to realise my presence in their lives and no matter how busy they were they would always reply back. Some of them did not always reply but realised the efforts buy seldomly replying.

I went through a major setback in my life so weeks ago which made me disconnect from everybody and hence I stopped the habit of wishing good morning to nearly 200 people everyday. 

What touched me the most that some of my friends understood my absence and started sending me motivational thoughts just as I would. And what’s even more touching was some friends realised my absence and questioned me for it. This made me realise that I mean something to somebody, that I am valued as a friend that my efforts matter. 

Though I am not over the setback I would start sending them good morning messages again. It gives me happiness, gives a meaning to me. But what I learnt from this experience is that I should put my efforts where the matter.

If my absence does not matter to you my, presence has no meaning in your life. And times like these reveal the real people in your life. 

Little things unsaid

How strange it is. We have enough these deep lingering fears about ourselves and the people we love. Yet we walk around, talk to people, eat and drink. We manage to function. These feelings are deep and real. Shouldn’t they paralyze us? How is it we can survive them, at least for a little while? How is it no one sees how afraid we were, last night, this morning? Is it something we all hide from each other, by mutual consent? Or do we share the same secret without knowing it? Wear the same disguise?

Rainbow world!

With the rise in Purchasing Power Parity of the middle class Indian, the industries have thrived and almost every thing that used to be a ‘aukat ke bahar’ has become affordable.No, this blog is not on some chapter on Economy. But something even more beautiful and totally distinct.

So, foreign travel is not a big thing now, but for the first timers, the experience is a life changing one.

It was my second trip to the Republic of South Africa and yes, it did change my life, both personally and professionally. And I am glad it did.

I could smile at strangers , greet them, ask them how they were doing, any random guy or girl sans the thought of being judged or called a lunatic for smiling at random people. I could initiate random chats if I met someone in elevators or standing in a queue. and all this made me even more bubblier!

The wide roads, the green cover over the entire city, the delicious food, the hospitality of the ‘Rainbow nation’ made my heart melt. And my visit to Cape Town (yippie!), Durban and in and around Johannesburg only made me euphoric. And I have come back with memories to cherish for lifetime.

This short stay in Johannesburg taught me to be happy, to be patient, to respect, and above all, to believe in myself. It made me feel that world id full of nice people only if you are one. There is beauty in everything , only if you know how to see it and appreciate it.

Little things matter and never take them for granted. And at last, it’s a beautiful world and a wonderful life! 🙂

 

The fighters..

People who suicide or have suicidal thoughts are looked down by the world. They say these people are cowards. Life is a beautiful gift. Live it, no matter what happens.
True. It’s a beautiful gift. The breath you just took is a gift. Appreciate the little things in life, be thankful for what you have, and all such inspirational thoughts.

I myself is a great patron of philosophy and life and truly believe in living life to its fullest, every moment. Inspired by my habit of networking and having external locus of control to be blamed, I send out good morning texts to almost 150 people everyday. But then there is something about these people who suicide that struck me one night.

These are the people who are fighters and have real guts in them. Just another way of looking at it. Or my way of looking at it.

How easy do u think is it to kill yourself or to put an end to all hopes? To shun down every dream that you ever lived for. Simply everything that ever was yours.
In one word, Scary. We can’t do it because we always hope for a better tomorrow. And that is the reason we live. For a happier tomorrow, for our parents, our spouse, our kids, the responsibility that dawns upon us and no matter how broken you feel today, you just have to get up and go to work tomorrow.
Heart breaks happen to everybody. But sometimes with them goes our single hope of better future, and the very base of our lives. And believe me, it’s the toughest thing to endure.
People then think it’s better to cut it off instead of dealing with the pain daily. That might be reason why people pull the plug of ventilator.So the next time u mock a suicide, or call them coward, just remember the guts needed to put an end to all the hopes in life.