Santa's List

(Today's article in BRUNCH is worth reading and I would like to share a part of it here.)

 
SOMETIMES I WONDER just how stupid we were as kids to actually believe in Santa Claus. Wasn’t it obvious that the fat Indian man (who looked suspiciously like Uncle Chatterjee from next door) with the fake white beard couldn’t possibly have travelled down from the North Pole in his reindeer-driven sleigh? Did we ever stop to think why every shop we visited while Christmas shopping had a Santa Claus who looked completely different from the one before? Or did we just willfully ignore all these alarm bells because we needed to live in a world where Santa came around annually bearing gifts that we had longed for the entire year. I like to think it was the latter. And so, in the same child-like spirit, I decided to compile a list of all the things that I would like Santa to bring me this year. So here it is: my own Christmas wish list (in no particular order of importance) .

• A longer attention span. I’d like to revert to the days when I could watch a movie without feeling tempted to tweet my views about it half an hour into the show. I’d like to read a book without stopping to dip into Facebook to see what my friends are up to. And I’d really like to be able to finish my writing without breaking off every 15 minutes to ‘research’ something on the Net.
• An Internet connection that times out automatically. I often wonder how people procrastinated in the days before the Internet was invented. How did they waste time before the Google search engine came along? And by ‘people’, of course, I mean myself. I have lost count of the number of hours I have wasted on news sites, on following threads that lead me into darker corners of the net and looking through the picture albums of people I barely know. And given my complete and utter lack of self-discipline, the only thing that will free me is a Net connection that turns itself off when I an unable to do so.
• A device that wipes my memory clean of all my favourite books so that I can discover them anew.
•  A magic carpet that whisks me away to Venice every January. Yes, I know what you’re thinking. Why January? Isn’t it cold as hell? And raining? And flooding, thanks to the acqua alta? Yes, right on all counts. And yet, that is the month that Venice appears most magical to me. There are no hordes of tourists jostling you aside in Piazza San Marco. The streets are deserted so that you can actually gaze on undisturbed at the many architectural gems carelessly displayed on them. And the hotel rates are, relatively at least, affordable.

They Haunt Me.. !!!

Written it days before, the present condition urges me to share the all time fear within a girl. Though a fear wakes the real you up but sometimes even the thought left you in a daze. 

In the bright day of light

Or the darkness of moonless night

They haunt me.

When seasons change

When festivities shower rain

They haunt me.

They rip me apart

Before the smile begins to start

And like a broken piece of shard

They hit me hard.

When the world sleeps

They make me sleepless

Now I am scared to fly

Scared to glide under the sky

Yes, they haunt me.

Every time I shut my eyes

All I see is flames

They covered all the maims

They stole my sight

Ceased my life

Because they haunt me.

Coat my ears with butter

Fill my eyes with silver
tell me lies about humanity

Plz, lie me about God’s creativity.

Tear of Ecstasy

On the way to her destination
The route embraces her with a crown
She gained a satisfaction
She foresight her position
High dreams in the eyes
She moved ahead with a great sigh
Living the path on her own
The crystal hearted has a wish
Neither to have fame
Nor to be renowned
But to be an ordinary 
Like a person less known
Her victories always admired
But still she don’t walk on the air
Never exulted
Keeping it closed in the lashes
 She tweaks with her fantasies
Heading forwards in an affirmative outlook
She pluck-up others 
Smiling ever she complains never
But once while beholding her happiness
She closed her eyes to thank her Elysian
The pearl rolls down her cheeks so cheesy
And she couldn’t hide her tear of ecstasy.

Humanity still on a Roll....

I still remember that day when I saw the creeping humanity still present in the world today. Yes, today also this word has its meaning, it hasn’t doomed yet. There are some people whom we can’t forget though they are present just for the fleeting time in our lives. One such person I met and she gave a lifetime memory.


It was the time when summer-storms are at their height. I was unwell and need to go to Vaishali indispensably. I took the metro from Rohini and sat on its floor because no seats are vacant as usual. I get up at Tis Hazaari as I have to change my metro from Kashmiri Gate. I didn’t know what happen and everything seems to be faded and I fainted down. I was unaware who took me out of the metro and when I opened my eyes I was accompanied by a girl. She gave me water so that I could get back to my senses. I was still quivering and she gave me some biscuits to eat. She asked me to go back and she would help me in changing the platform. But I refused. Though her destination was completely opposite to my route she accompanied me till Rajiv Chowk from where we had to change the metro again. Then I thanked her from the heart and requested her to go to her college as she was getting late for it. But she denied and squired with me till Vaishali. She didn’t leave my hand even for a minute. She gave her few crucial hours to a person unknown to her.

      

                               

This is what we call an unconditional giving, an unintentional help, and care without wants. Some people really touch our heart in a special way. I don’t know her name but I guess I met God that day who came from nowhere and again got lost in the crowd of Delhi.

The Difficult No

A very optimistic word ‘YES’ is very important for any job to be done. May it be the most difficult task to do, there just need to be a determination that ‘Yes, I can do this’. This small word has enough power in itself to make all things happen. But many a times we want to say ‘No, I don’t want to do this’ but still we are doing it and the reason not known to us. The reason is very simple. ‘No’ is considered to be very egoistic.


It is true enough that in many cases when we say ‘YES’ to others we are actually saying a big ‘NO’ to ourselves and feeling blue the whole time. But it’s important to be bold, open enough to keep our thoughts, irrespective of the conclusion what others thinking of us. We have right to speak and we must protest and fight against the circumstances if our heart doesn’t allow us to move in the direction. Atleast we are not ‘people-pleaser’.


It’s good to have some scars than to be clear crystal if this easy word ‘NO’ can make us live more peacefully and tension free. A less burdened life is expected by all, this is in our hands and we cant let others destroy it.


While writing all this, a song coming to my mind is…
“It’s hard to say no to your face
Running away is as easy as running in place
Yes it’s hard to say no to you
And that means I ll do the things
I don’t want to..”

The Moving City

Once travelling in a metro at night
I turned my eyes 
Towards this moving road
Lights flashing on the street
Indicating the numerous fishes in the big sea
All moving in a lane
But don’t know where they heading in the rain
In wonderment I turned my face
And sneaked out through the other pane
A monster there swallowed the little firefly
But none paused to look at the site
I tagged this moving city as ‘selfish’
Where the whale bury the small goldfish
There is a tension on every face
Every vehicle running to win some race
All moving here and there
Some with an aim while
Others with no terminus
While giving a thought to this moving city
The metro announces the name of my station
Am off the metro but still amazed
With the city moving in the rain…

A Page from my Diary

An amazing experience yesterday….. While I was attending the GATE classes in a school, a wind of nostalgia passes my mind on seeing those beautiful tiny tots well dressed in school uniform recalled me the time now I can just long for.

A collection of memories revived and I entered the phase of my childhood once again. Poem recitation in sweet voice and enjoyable rides. Amazing that time was when a little fight was just a world war III at a moment but had no impact on the next moment. I can still remember the ecstatic feeling I got while sailing small boats of paper in monsoons and chasing planes at home.  Undoubtedly everyone was selfless and now I am just yearning for that time.

I was back in present when the school bell rang and I again realised the awesome feeling of hearing school bell after every 40 minutes.

Rightly said by someone that you can’t bring back your time. So live in present to have a wonderful memory tomorrow.

                                                                      

The True friendship

An abstract from aleph


      A man called Ali is in need of money and asks his boss to help him out. His boss sets him a challenge: if he can spend a night on top of a mountain, he will receive a great reward; if he fails, he will have to work for free. When he left the office, Ali noticed that an icy wind was blowing. He felt afraid and decided to ask his best friend, Aydi, if he thought he was mad to accept the wager. After considering the matter for the moment, Aydi answered, ‘Don’t worry, I will help you. Tomorrow night when you are sitting on top of the mountain, look straight ahead. I’ll be on the top of the mountain opposite, where I will keep a fire burning all night for you. Look at the fire and think of our friendship; and that will keep you warm. You will make it through the night and afterwards I will ask you for something in return’.


Ali won the wager, got the money and went to his friend’s house.


‘You said you wanted some sort of payment in return.’


Aydi said, ’yes, but it isn’t money. Promise me that if ever a cold wind blows through my life, you will light the fire of friendship for me’ 

When Wheels Brought Happiness…

Today while cleaning out my wardrobe, I found a box.  I stressed my mind what it can be .Opening it a wind of flashback moves in my mind. It consists of set of cars… remember ‘Racing Cars’. I was truly filled with ecstasy. Some emotions which filled me today,  just as water swills an empty glass. Sometimes things happen when you least expect. I suppose that's one rule of Life, “SURPRISE”.  I expected it the least.

                       

 My whole childhood in front of me…  me with my colourful cars, rolling wheels, racing with my bro, and all those wonderful time. 

Someone might have truly said ‘no one is aware of the very next second in life’. Really realised today that happiness often sneaks in through a door you didn't know you left open. A small moment has the power to enlighten your day....:) :)