Starting countdown to True Living in ....3 . 2 .1..........

And the jar's just become Full all over again. Which means it is time to empty it again  :)

Oh Man ! Too many different thoughts, what to write about ?? Someone said collect your thoughts and then pen it down. No one told how !

Nevertheless, lets see.....ummm.......

The best part of our life is always the shortest and that makes it the sweetest.

Take the next 3 days for instance. The biggest Hindu festival in India Diwali is just 3 days away !

3 days of absolute fun and frolic. Letting your hair down, setting back to being kids again in ways and rejoining family in laughs, celebrations and merrymaking.

But it is also 3 days of realizing that this is what life is about. The shortest 3 days remain the reason why
I would spend a whole week of doing the mundane humdrum daily activities. Because these 3 days are the life that I want want to live.

True life is just like these 3 days. The best of what we can do is always possible when we see the time for it being the shortest. We are surrounded by differing emotions each day. Happy People, sad people, excited people, or dejected people. These can be our family, friends, mates, etc. Our sense has a natural tendency to conduct these moods into us. And they change our internal beliefs.

At such times, it is essential to remember why we are here, in this world in the first place. What is it that drives our passion each day. It is essential to remember that so as to keep away from such feelings that pull us down, rather retransmit our positivity to those who need it. Make each day worth living, so a week of look back doesn't make us regret what we did. A month of lookback doesn't make us realize what we missed and a year or few years looking back, we do not realize what we lost !

Life is just 3 days. The first day is when we wake up to realization. The second day is action into what we want. And the third is satisfaction of doing what we wanted to do always. Take it 3 days, 3 hours, or 3 moments....It is this that you wanna do. Life is beautiful, its awsome and it calls you.


Carpe diem !!

I Am Gonna Travel Down a Road, the Road That is Mine

And here I am, writing all over again....

Its been two years of meandering away from the road I planned to take. Two years full of new experiences, doing new things in life not done before and making a happy compromise with the new path of life embraced.

Yet, I still realize that a burning desire remains. The road that I left still beckons me. As I tackle the age old stigmas of handling family reponsibility, the pull towards pursuing my dreams of building a setup of my own seems irresistible. The ideas are hazy, the road not totally clear. I search in the haze for the path that is mine. Never much of a person believing in social rules and living by what I believe in, the desire to set up a different ecosystem, enterprise and realize ideas of my own grows stronger each day. I, forever a believer of questioning beliefs, researching new ideas, find a different callling. Though I may not have gone to the States for learning what I wished and finding kinship in that ecosystem, the fire to start it here, still burns....burns hard.....

How long will this compromised path of life keep me bound to it? The time to break away to my own calling is coming soon. Time to get going on building something new !!

 

Ek Chehra Dhundta Hun Mein

Ek Chehra Dhundta Hun Mein.
Hansta, Muskata sa,
Bhola sa, nadaan sa.
Do aankhen shararat bhari,
Aur hont bhare duaon se.
Wo jo subah ko naya sa kar de,
Wo humsafar dhundta hun mein.
Ek chehra dhundta hun mein.

Ek chehra dhundta hun mein.
Jo dil ka aina ho.
Kare jo har dukh ko fanan,
Ek nazar bhar dekhne mein hi.
Jiska deedar hi ibadat ho,
aur judai dard ban jaaye.
Wo khuda ka noor dhundta hun mein.
Ek chehra dhundta hun mein.

You Smiled and My World Came Alive

You smiled and my world came alive.
That day I saw you walking among the stars,
All bedazzled and surrounded by flowers.
With your twinkling eyes and your sheepish smile.
You floored me instantly with your simple style.
A look by you and ma' heart did a jive,
You smiled and my world came alive.

The times when we talk,
I just watch the screen.
Imagining your face in the words that appear.
Every smiley sets my face alight,
and each offline status dims my eyes.
As I  watch you go, my heart takes a dive,
You smile and my world comes alive.

For days I tried to take control,
To chain the heart that goes for a stroll.
And when it appeared that I'd mastered my heart,
Your FB update took it all apart.

And off I was, crazy like a kid of Five,
You smiled and my world came alive.

--------Vaibhav Pant.

Aasman Ki Or Ud Chala Ek Panchi

Aasman ki or ud chala ek panchi,
Ek naya aashiyaan dhundta badalon ke jahan mein.

Yun to ye Dharti kuch kam nahi thi khushnuma,
ki uski kyariyoon ne bi khushbu bikheri.
Ki pedon ki chaon panchi ko bulati,
Thandi si hawa thi use chuke jati.
Par ye nahi tha uska thikana,
Nahin tha yahan usne theher jaana.
Rukna, theherna na sikha tha usne,
Ki chalte hi jaana hi jindagi hai.
So,ek nayi khoj karne chala ek panchi,

Aasman ki or ud chala ek panchi,
ek naya aashiyaan dhundta badalon ke jahan mein.

Har nayi rah na hoti hain aasaan,
Ki phoolon mein bi kante hain hote.
Ek nayi shuruaat hogi to mushkil,
Ye wo jaanta tha, ye wo samajhta tha.
Ki aasmaan mein sheetal chandni hi na hogi,
Jalti dhoop udna karega to mushkil.
Par mushkil se ghabraye wo rahi hi kya hai,
Udna bhool jaaye wo panchi hi kya hai.
To lo pankh failaye wo phir ud raha hai,
Badalon ko bhedne gaya ek panchi.

Aasman ki or ud chala ek panchi,
ek naya aashiyaan dhundta badalon ke jahan mein.

The Day Bangalore Lockdown Made Me a Chef

I never realized how serious Dominoes' Pizza's "Hungry Kya" campaign is, till Monday 5 th of July,2010. This day has no real importance( its a day after USA celebrates its Independence Day). Yet, it will remain etched in my "Stomach" forever.

A few days before this memorable day, the Indian central government decided that the Indian common man's honeymoon period was over. It was payback time. And amid much hue and cry, the fuel prices were increased. The common man had hardly understood the full comport of it,when a lockdown(Bandh) was ordered by certain "Highly" intelligent individuals of the political circle. And......Bangalore came to a standstill.

I had heard a lot about such Bandhs, but the real experience happened only now. As I strolled out for a walk in the busy hours of the morning, every shop was closed. And the ones that mattered the most....the Food Joints, were shut down. Feeling terribly hungry, I measured the length and breadth of Marathalli(area where I live) to descry if possible, any signs of food. But, as fate would have it, not a single shop, even the shanty one that springs up in the nooks and recesses of residential areas, was open. With a heavy heart and empty growling stomach, I headed back home. It was time to dig deep into my supplies.

My "SUPPLIES" as you would call them, consisted of only 3 packets of biscuits, 3 slices of cheese and 1 sachet of tomato sauce. It was impossible to think, at first, how I was going to conjure up a breakfast menu and a delicious lunch out of this.I managed to take care of the breakfast, munching a few pieces from each of the 3 biscuit packets available at my disposal. Little did I realize then that my lunch was going to inspire the Chef within me.

As time for lunch approached, I realized that I could not survive on a plain diet of biscuits. Insufficient as it was, an insipid lunch would only make matters worse. I decided....it was time to innovate.

Picking up two biscuit pieces, I filled Tomato sauce in between to bring some variety into my starters for lunch. The first bite on this new preparation(Sauc-e-Monaco) was enough to indicate that I had started on the right foot. It gave me the impetus to proceed forward with my experiments. The next on menu was the Cheesi-la-Exotica. Prepared by sandwiching cheese spread or cheese slice in between a couple of biscuits and topped with ample tomato sauce, it was a real delicacy. I was now experimenting at will, using all my supplies to the best effect.

At the end of lunch, though not full satiated in terms of hunger, I was absolutely bowled over by the taste. In the EXTREME crisis, I managed to prepare my first independent and innovative line of snack recipes. The Bangalore Bandh turned me into a CHEF.

You are falling in love all the way

When the heart pines for someone,
When the pain and happiness become one,
When time ceases to exist for one.
And still you live in self denial,
To not hear the truth,
To not stand the trial.
To stay away from something so pure,
To resist the pull, to resist the lure.
You know you’re gonna fail at the end of day,
You are falling in love all the way.


A smile tore across the heart today,
Sent you dreaming on another way.
Eyes clouded and thoughts on hold,
But to accept it,
Oh! You’re not so bold.
It means nothing to you,
Nothing indeed.
Its just a pest, its just a weed.
And when the heart lurches again,
You know the pain’s gonna come again.
You know you’re gonna fail at the end of day,
You are falling in love all the way.