Somewhere in the middle of this year... 2018.

Okay! so we were celebrating New Year’s Eve just a while ago and its end of June 2018 already. It’s all of a sudden, the 'happy realization’ moment for me, wherein too much happens before one could even realize to live it for itself. Anyway, just like half of the year has passed by in a blink of an eye, rest of the 2018 shall pass too. 

So, some random thought hit me up this morning- what would it be like to wake up a couple of years ahead from now into the future life... seems adventurous yet scary; as I don't want to miss out on living some part of life and waking up to know nothing about that missed portion about myself. 

It could be that there is just too much happening around, though nothing specific but just enough of things/events and stuff taking me into a transformational form or sorts. And probably everything looks like too demanding of a situation to have my attention. For instance, while checking out any sort of media content on a daily news paper/channel or facebook/twitter/instagram, it mentions a hundred and more headlines from around the country, world or sometimes even universe, yet how much of it is really a NEWS for me as an individual; to be true mostly none of it is. And the fact that these set of news gets updated every minute, actually every second. That is too much of information to address and handle at the same time, isn't it? 

With that speedy update of news, situations are changing in itself at a rapid speed (in my head for sure) and of-course none other than the great ‘technology’ has to be blamed for that. Oh well! that is what the researches usually conclude as a statement on the situational crisis of such kind. I kind of disagree, cause technology alone has not grown enough to be completely blamed for this situation. Instead of understanding the core and to accept facts about the growing sense of impersonal behaviors is a must. Another 'happy realization' moment.

There are several studies and researches to back this up, yet to experience it live, all I had to do was to go out for a coffee by myself in a cafeteria and look around and not at my phone (for a change). The place was filled with people yet felt very empty. There was food which meant to be uploaded on social media more and for consumption less. There was music which did feel like noise. There were and could be so many other things which came into notice and yet got un-noticed. If ever I had to explain this situation in a word, I would call it arid. It felt like every-one (including myself) is rushing into something or somewhere and yet unable to reach at the set destination at all. It is all excessively distracted and it does happen to all of us repetitively. Resulting into a sense of being social yet the reality is anti-social kind of. Also by now I’m sure, I have begun to sound like a maniac.  

Am wondering what exactly am I trying to connect because I totally love everything that is there in my life, yet am missing out on.... may be the liveliness of life that felt a few years ago.  It was all just too enjoyable and eventful back then, when situation/people/lifestyle were not too advanced. Though somewhere running down the memory lane most of us must have thought in a similar way of life being amazing with technological advancements. While the advancement are now being a part of us and more than just an experience, keeping us more and more dependable on technologies and stuff.

                                         

Therefore, all i wish for is to set myself slightly aloof from the so called news and updates. And get this year 2018 which has gone by at lightning speed so far (at least for me), somehow somewhere slows down to get back the lost contentment and simplicity into my life again. Look around, be grateful and stay happy cause half the year is yet to happen ;).

Just two different sides

Stories, stories from everywhere; several of them; Yours-mine-ours;

Those with which we build several bridges in different walks of our lives… A few told and many of them remain untold.

Though someday, all of us too shall turn into a story.

This buzzing sound of ‘hurry’ all-around is loud and evident... 

In the similar vicinity there exists absolute silence, quiet and calm... 

While walking our way into an unknown pathway...

Seems everything is known about nothing...

Yet there is too much around for a living but

not much to earn a living... 

Having people from different kinds and origins crossing by...

Gorgeous mornings, Random days and Calm evenings...

Countless extremities to handle, bringing in turmoil and balance...

At the very moment, endless things to be dealt with the stance... 

Usual habitats have feather weight artifacts frost…

Mere intensity of emotions and feels are lost…

To begin is the toughest step they said,

Oh! Well so is the last step while situations end... 

Like every coin has two different sides, neither good nor bad...

Just two different sides... that's how our lives rides...

And then there are stories; 
Stories from everywhere, several of them, yours-mine-ours;

Those with which we build several bridges in different walks of our lives… A few told and many of them remain to ourselves.

And someday inadvertently, all of us too shall turn into a story.

In the middle of a night🤔

People, places and almost everything looks to be scattered, so much so that I wake up in the middle of this night to write down this piece of blog article. 

And as I understand, this is for sure bothering me for real; no, not writing this article but this unusual habit I have now of suddenly waking up from my sleep and jumping into a pool of thoughts coming in from in-between of anywhere and everywhere.

Okay, this might sound like a retard activity but right now there is an abundance of confusion in and and around me. Enough to make me as bemused as I could have ever be. 

To be true its difficult to word it out or explain this awkwardness. At once, I want it all & fight for all of it by myself. Also, at all other times; just want to let life happen the way it should. 
Rather I want to SCREAM at the top of a hill, CRY my heart out, KICK-OUT some serious stuff, LAUGH like never before, RUN endlessly... runaway from everything around; thinking that then I will never have to think of things the way I do. But that certainly is just not true.

Oh! But then things at my end certainly refrain to happen the way it was planned or wished for, leaving me with all the confusions and adversities to be dealt around. 

And I realize writing it all this way doesn't help any further, yet i am writing it down :P anyway. Also am aware that doing it this way simply adds to the set of confusions I already have over several bits existing around. 

Being sort of an optimist makes me think, that there definitely is a sense of assertive possibility in every way stated in this existence, yet the possibility that is expected or understood shall never take place in reality (in my case for sure). There is yet another angle to the situation which is not that it was never anticipated. It is probably that things and situations are more often anticipated just the way it should not happen than what should happen. 

Its like the way its said, "if want something you simply ask for it and let it be." Though what is actually done in most of the scenarios is totally opposite. Certainly, when and how it will not get to you is thought about a lot more times than how one could get to it. Guess, this where the basis of  'law of attraction' phenomena exists. 

Its in-between the wants and needs where all the fuss of the situation remains to be now and since forever. Choosing what is needed over the wants is not as easy as thought about. And as a matter of fact not many options available for me to act upon the current situation to let me play the hero part and have a make-n-break or bring-revolution-over-evolution kinds stories. Instead all of it is just beyond my capacity for me to handle it for myself. Also maybe i am too bored and reluctant to act anyway. 

And that certainly brings happy realization moment for me that-  I no more want and need anything beyond the realm of my own capacity. 

Usually the times when I am broke, I choose not to write but doing it this time is helping me look at the neutral side of the story. Guess making it an exception today has helped. 

For once and for all, being hopeful is the last bit of the thing I want to do where am wishing things to just happen where no fight is needed- in real and in my head. Like the feeling you get when i am saying it out loud to myself that “let it be, just don’t let it go”.

Today, all i need to do is be on the same page of reality as it is. Let the dirth walk away and make some room for myself to be and let this pass out without having much to do about it. Cause when given a choice, choose what is needed to be done is feasible over what is wanted to be done. Otherwise its just all much ado about nothing.

P.S.- Dear reader- I know it was way too random, and even if you can't understand the head or tail of this article, try not judging me. A few times, to understand exact meaning of things around is not all that you can do.

And there she was...

All that was talked about, were her disagreements;

and there she was trying understand and cope with the situations.

Several "Dos N' Don'ts" were listed to draw those lines of limit,

and there she was heading towards liberation.

Everyone was talking about her elemental aspect...

and there she was trying to build herself.

Those certain set of expected capabilities were unending,

and there she was acing & experimenting every bit of adventure including the expected ones.

Could there be an attempt to hear her side of story,

but yeah there she was voicing her opinions in several expressions.

Worshiped in all possible ways and means for personal benefits,

and despite of knowing it all there she was blessing goodness for all.

I could go on and on with the amount of differences she deals with almost everyday.

Nor is this article meant to be feminist and nor does the other side of this world completely overtakes, but the majority of them intends to.

Guess being strong was misunderstood, so much so, to an extent that she went against herself and several alike her. This scenario couldn't have been more disgraceful.

Noting all of it here, so that may be someday this can only be looked back to mention all of it as a mere past and there are no carry forwards,cause SHE IS AND WILL ALWAYS- CREATE GRACE, MANAGE SITUATIONS, STAY LIBERATED, BETTER'S HERSELF, SHINES WITH EXCLUSIVITY, SPEAK IT OUT and lastly STAY BLESSED.

The metaphoric side....

Recently had to startle into a random trip to my hometown- which is also the best place on earth I know.
Its probably the only place where I have actually grew-up- not literally, but in terms of understanding things better - everything that is not me and myself.

Those several traces of delight-joy-happiness-sorrow-anger-confusion-disgust and the endless list of emotions could be felt in this one place altogether. So every-time on my visit here- I have those sudden realization moments filled with enlightenment. For me its one of those places where on the emotions graph chart several HIGHS and LOWS are noticed. All that is needed or can be done at best is experiencing them all in complete contentment of those emotions.

Oh well! before I get too sentimental and distracted about this magical land which I call mine by all means and methods- will share the sudden realization moment this time around on my trip here-- the art of using language.

There is a peculiarity utilized here in addressing everyone or expressing what you mean to say. One such peculiarity is that you say what you want to say but not directly (Like in hindi its said- ghuma fhira ke kehna). At first I use to be perplexed by the such a methodology but then understood the conversations here- though found them too tedious.

For example if we had to address the king of a province- we use phrases like (having added all the dramatic nuances in the address)- 'the prime royalty of this land' or 'the hereditary sovereign - our majesty'; Or may be something as close to expressing love- 'ohh my dear to heart'--' ..my life could start and end with your existence' and many more of such melodramatic dialogues.

Now whats so new about this- like we all know some or the other kind of language/s and the art of using it is a truly articulate way of communication. That may be true, but we miss out on a fact that in the urge of justifying this art we loose the essence of communication. It is commonly observed in several instances, nothing very new in it, yet very new to me.

With no offence to such an address to the King or such Expressions of Love, the cover up of words with addition of drama is a little too much here. Though why can't we just simply say exactly what we mean to say- like recognize a King as simply as 'KING' or express love by just saying 'Love' and clearly mean it.

What crept me is the fact that the idea of using words in the best way possible we miss out on saying what we actually want to communicate. Allying with the thought,  just when I was talking about the magic of this place I missed out the essence of this realization.

As much comfort that exists into simplicity of words, there is also enough perplexities of them which hides behind the complexity of words. Understanding that well, we always want to stay aloof from such confounding situations (I do that alot of times) . Like we say we want to simplify stuff but end up into complicating it further.
Ironically, this is how we are every where around, we try to say something, end up saying something else and then tend to correct what is said and that which is not said. In the middle of everything, the actual essence or content of communication is lost.

Someday, we might master this art of using a language and its appropriateness. So much so that with all the chaos we can still manage to romanticize with the incidences in various forms and ways (writing this blog could be one of them hahah...), now you know how efficient one could get to be with it ;).

Without stretching it further, it may not be possibly be the best thing to withdraw from this metaphoric side of life we have created for ourselves. But we surely can try to live with a democratic understanding and can utilize as many languages to say what we want to, but make sure to communicate exactly what is meant to be said by using those words and means, just simply say it out (Like in hindi its said- sidhe sidhe keh do). Its just that simple.

P.S. At times a long story is needed to land across a short msg ;) :P

I made a mistake that changed it all

Relations often taken for granted, certainly slip
When it slipped for me, i could hear my heart flip

Never saw myself the way you did,
And when I did, it wasn't enough candid.

Never noticed that 'I' turning into 'us',
Towards the end it just became a little obvious.

Mere ignorance led one thing to another,

Very much in time, it was barred to go further

The day it was outsmarted, judgement took over 

Every other piece of truth was considered to be fragmented.

It could mean nothing to me, but so much more to You
Act of correction is clearly dew

A major part of me was lost,
Thoughts of you overpower into me and I wonder how

Certainly, I made a mistake that changed it all

A stage from which we could just rise, i could only foresee our fall.

To condemn, it shall take me a long way
Shall walk through that to find you again if I may.

"haan toh ji kaise ho.... badhiyaan hi honge!!"

"haan toh ji kaise ho.... badhiyaan hi honge!!"

Like seriously... hum apne aapko yeh ek hi dialogue bol ke din me kitni baar jhoot kehte hai...

But for once genuinely can you mean to answer that question to yourself?

Trust me you will be surprised at the discoveries you make later. 

For me there have been numerous of answers to this same question every time its been asked...

Not that this appears to me only when I'm running low-key. Be it any time ... any day... any emotion... 

Just like any damn thing on earth this question has added sustainability to me in some or the other manner.

Certainly, I happened to learn things this way, by simply questioning myself. 

It may sound weird but I have found this as one of the best ways to self-study... 

I can be wrong and I like to be that way, cause sometimes being wrong is the only right way to be... 

And that was an amazing statement, isn't it!

Oh well... the only fear I have is to drop dead living into monotony of the mundane philosophies once (or may be always) said in general about life...

Not that I have experienced life in certain enormous way but why not!

Each day to its own... It can either be all the way or may be just no way...

Where ever it be... it should bring exuberance to my existence is all I work for...

And I am absolutely clueless to why am I sharing these stuffs, may be its just like those random days-random write-ups!! 
But if you find it interesting let me know your reviews :)