Sunday, 18 September 2016

Let's start over

She opened a blank notebook…

Again...

She started writing journal when she was 12 and decided that she will only write experiences that makes her happy. It was her believe that journals are another way to remember good things. As per her plan, when she will be old, she will read all her journal and will only smile. Nothing saddening. Nothing melancholy. What could possible go wrong in her life when she has a loving family, couple of extremely good friends and a wonderful life.

But life has other plans, which were not so parallel with hers’.

Her fight with her bestest friend, was the first awful thing she mentioned in it. For next two days, she did not write. When she opened it back, she ripped down all the previous pages. But promised that now nothing will go wrong.

“Bhagwaan ji, only happy memories please. Let’s start over.”

She opened her blank notebook and started again.

Second was when her father lost his job and she couldn’t apply for good colleges despite of good percentage. She was furious, not with anyone but with God. She slashed the pages again and started over with a blank notebook.

Third was when her college sports’ teacher called her to his office after school.

She started over.

Forth was when her childhood love, her best friend, left her.

She started over.

Fifth was when she was told that her performance was not good in last quarter which diminished her chances of promotion. She knew it’s not her performance but her straight forward ‘NO’.

She started over.

Sixth, when she found out that her husband is seeing someone else.

She started over.

Seventh, when her son, her only child, whom she raised alone, died in a road accident.

She started over.

Today, exactly after a year, she is diagnosed with last stage of leukemia. She again gathered herself and opened her blank notebook.

Date: 18 Sep 2016
Time: 10:25 PM
Place: Room No:4, Ward- F, Shijeevan Hospital, Noida.

Dear Life,

Let’s start over, like it’s a brand new life. With no miseries and no worries. I’m grateful to everything you have offered me.  All these experiences made me who I am and I’m proud of myself :) 

Best part about you is that you always moved on, and took me forward with you.

Let’s do this again.

Love
Neeti

Author's note: Always remember, the life you are living is also a dream of millions. You may have thousands of issues, so does everyone else. 

So never judge.  
You've gotta dance like there's nobody watching,
Love like you'll never be hurt,
Sing like there's nobody listening,
And live like it's heaven on earth.

And keep smiling, cause whatever comes it always goes on.


‘This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.’

Sunday, 4 September 2016

Worshipping the Omnipresent

"Guys guys, Ganesh Chaturthi is coming. Now wherever I'll go, people will worship me. They will offer me bananas. They will vow in front of me and will ask me for blessings." Triumphed the mighty elephant.

"Chill dude! Soon after they will put you in chains. No offence dude, but you are too big. They will sit on you and will ask you to salute." commented the monkey king sardonically.

"O com'on you chip munk, can't you let me be happy with this?"

"He is not wrong and you know it." Consoled the cow. "Human does this with all of us. They consider me as the holy animal. But once I'll stop giving them milk, they will left me to starve. Only thing left for us to feed upon is rotten stuff that too packed in polythene bags."

"True. I'm telling you, these humans cannot be loyal to anyone. I am their close relative. If you don't believe me, you can match faces. Only teeny tiny difference. Look! With me they are even worse. In temples they will worship me as Hanuman and outside, they will laugh at me. Throw stuff at me. Keep us hungry for the road show."

"Can you even do anything except jumping here and there?" mocked the snake.

"Huh! Like you can juggle and jump through fire rings."

"I give them my venom to make medicines." Announced snake proudly.

"And what they do is keep you thirsty for Naagpanchmi and make you dance on that silly been."

"Well..." snake meekly curled inside it's pit.

Conversation which started on a jolly note is now turned into a monotonous chat that let them all feel pity for themselves. "Can I say something?" asked the great banyan tree hesitantly.

Everyone turned toward him with a nod.

"There is no difference in how they treat us. First they shoveled us impulsively. The research says 15.3 billion trees are chopped down every year. It also estimates that 46% of the world's trees have been cleared over the past 12,000 years. Do you think it's respect? Burning some oil lamps and tying some thread around us does not pamper us. Our life is completely dedicated for their well being, yet after 6000 years of human civilization, we are grappling for our existence."

"Now when they realized what a huge mistake they have made, they are forcing us to grow anywhere they wish. Sure we can grow wherever we find land and water, but vegetables are no longer healthy, fruits are not that much tasty and even flowers have shun their aroma. Don't take me wrong, we have not done this on our will. It's the outcome of their own chemicals they are feeding us for years."

"They did the same with my river sister. She is the source of life on this planet and look what they have done to her."

"These humans need everyone to be multitasking bro." Interrupted money king sarcastically. "She was giving them pure water to survive, to thrive, but that is not enough for them. They used her for sanitation, washing clothes, dumping garbage and now for running clean river acts. Stupid creatures. Aren't they?"

"Brother banyan, we understand your grief. But don't be angry at these ignorant creatures. They need to be pitted. They don't know what they have already lost."

"That's true. Sure they are trying to revive, but can things get better now?"

"Let's hope things get better before it's too late."

"Let's hope. This time they find 'Godliness in Greenery' and worship what exactly deserve their devotion."

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We as Indians are extremely bad at future plannings. We get carried away in emotions and heat of the moment and do stuff which requires a long planning.

A small example is our street roads. In a normal Indian town, they will build the road, then after a month or two they will dig it out to put some cables. After few months they will dig it again for water line repair, then we have to wait for next government to put another layer of tar on the existing one. 

Same we do on our festivals. We get so sentimental that we forget how much we are hampering the nature. Along with dumping non-biodegradable waste in our water bodies, such celebrations also promotes rough use of our energy resources. Promotes industries such as cracker and chemicals. 

Happy Ganesh Chaturthi
We forget that God is omnipresent. I'm not saying avoid putting pandals. But invest as much is required. If you truly wants him to listen to your prayers, worship the nature, respects the greenery it offers. Love it's creatures and consider everyone equal.

‘This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.’


Sunday, 21 August 2016

Make it a happy ending...

The Leela's Beach, Goa
It was the last day of our Goa trip. My best trip yet. I wanted to capture every moment I lived there. Not in pictures but in memories inside my heart. This snap was taken when I was reminiscing the trip and thinking, 'so it comes to an end'.

Doesn't matter whether good or bad, everything that has a start will have to have an end. Key is to cherish it when it's good and learn when it's not that pleasant. Even the mighty sun has to set at the end of the day. But as they say, every end is a new beginning, so don't stop, not now, not here, you got a lot to do.

"Aayu, what happened? Looks like you are lost somewhere." asked my mom, entering the circle of my thoughts. Yes I went to Goa with my family, you can make fun of it, but trust me that was awesome.

"Nothing mom, just thinking, how lovely this trip is, and why this has to end? I guess good thing ends pretty soon."

"Not just good thing sweetie, the bad ends as well."

I gave her a puzzled look.

"Try to remember every important event since your childhood. Do you find everything pleasing?"

I thought for a while and said "No maa."

"But it ended, right?"

I smiled in a nod. "So maa, when one day, when this life will end, will people remember me?"

"Aayu, just stay focused on your good work and leave the rest to Him." She kissed my forehead and left me again with my thoughts. I spend few more minutes at the beach and then came back to the resort.

Now when I look at this picture, I don't just see myself indulged deep in thoughts but I try to perceive the message I understood then. I see the ocean, the mighty ocean, who must be very proud of it's power, that God has bestowed it with. Strong enough to sink anything that goes against it's current, yet gentle enough to give shelter to millions of species in it's heart. May be someday even this vast ocean will end, till then it's continuously doing it's job. So does everything else. The wind, the water, the trees, everyone. Do they expect anything in return? They don't have an actual heart yet doing everything with full of heart. Then why do we humans always expects something in return all the time. Why can't be follow the most valuable lesson that our holy book has taught, "karma karo fal ki chinta mat kro".

Like the ocean, nature has given power to all of us, it could be your ability to make someone smile or to create a huge change in someone's life. But most of us are so busy in our own miseries that we are absolutely blind to others'.

This is one of my favourite quote, "The life that you are living now, is also a dream of millions" and it's completely true. This picture urges me to get up and face whatever is standing in between me and my dreams, which is to bring a change, a better change. If I'll be able to make a single life better, I'll happily say, I have done my job. Cause when it will end one day, I'll make sure it's a happy ending. :) 


‘This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.’