The Great Recession!

This is a pretty inspiring story of one of my closest friend who decided to buy time for once in his life. Buy time..huh..sounds a freaky concept. Just like one among the ordinary crowd, I too was too novice to give him a pat on his shoulder. Nobody could ever read this brilliantly crafted idea of buying time. For someone who has watched him over the years so closely, it was a gamble and a suicidal risk. But thats what my friend is all about. He loves taking risks and go out of his zone to do something different that a normal person doesnt care or dare about and that what makes him grow every day.
Before I get into the nitty-gitties of his time machine drama, let me give my readers some background about this guy so that you are better able to appreciate his efforts. In one line, this friend of mine is the synonym of optimism. His mind never sleeps and always in the hunt for opportunities to grow his skills, knowledge and money in a quick and smarter way and how to make things better to live an easy life, away from the hustle and bustle of a cruel 9-6 job. He is an absolute planner and a great strategist, with a strong ability to smell peripheral risks and a a even stronger acumen to create bagfull of feasible back up plans. He has a simple approach in life- There is nothing in life that you cant achieve, you need to look at things from the right perspective, that gives you a vision and once you have vision, slowly you start to realises the choices you have to lead a easy life. Another facet of his dynamic personality is the tonnes of patience and tolerance he has. I have seen many skilled people losing at the end point. This guy just doesnt give up. He believes in finishing strong, no matter you end up first or last in the race, it should be run in the true spirit.

My friend comes from a very modest family backround. He is the youngest and had two daughters and a brother. His mother whom he loves most is good in only one thing:- To love her children no matter how they are. Father is perhaps a carbon copy of my friend when it comes to thinking about the bigger picture and taking a bold step, unfortunately he didnt have many back up plans inside his bag during his days. Understandably, 50 years back, not many people had many choices. His father came from a not so financially stable background, typically from a rural backround. But he was keen on his education and going out of his zone to make his children see the better things in life that he perhaps couldnot see. In simple terms, they never had the money, never had the salary to grow up all 4 children equally and give them the best of education possible. But for sure, his parents had the vision and belief in their children that their efforts would never go in vain. Mother played the role of a stoic supporting pillar, mainly looking after the house keeping activities in their upbringing. Father perhaps took the role which bore the seed for this great time machine drama. His father has a very simple idea in mind" I dont have money, people have tremendous faith in me, I have even more faith in my children, why not use peoples faith on me to grow up my children. Let me put my faith in stake and take money from people as much as I can, juggle it to the best I can and use this money to give the education to my children. However I will never use my faith or peoples money to give any undue advantage to my children". He had no back plans, the only advantage he had was that he had 4 pillars in his 4 children. If the risk pays off, they will all grow up with the best of education and pay of huge loans. He taught only one thing to his children "Knowledge can do wonders". But the journey wasnot so easy for his parents..The juggling task that his father had to do was too painstaking, too mind boggling and sucked the health and the peace of the family gradually. My friend had see many a times his mother breaking down with tears in the kitchen just because she could see the pain in her husband for not being able to manage things at times. Perhaps those tears are another driving factor for this time machine drama. Those tears made my friend fearless about obstacles in life. With times rolling by, the eldest 3 children landed up with handsome jobs..one became a Surgeon in one of the most reputate hospitals in the city, the elder brother became a software professional in Bangalore and the younger sister too started laddering up in the software world. My friend just graduated out when his father got retired. So, everything went fine, everyone are home just at the right time. Isnt it? But what about people? On the day of retirement the father disclosed the damage that had happened during this entire journey. And it was whopping 55 Lakhs, a mere impossible task for the 4 pillars who have just learned to stand on their feets. Father had no idea about what went wrong and how things slipped away from his hands. Children education never costed so much. No body had any clue, perhaps a bit of planning and monitoring could have kept the figures on the lower side.

Dont give up!

Dont give up..Never..The tides are surely against you at the moment but time moves on and so will these tides subside. Things are looking hazy right now and nobody feels confident to be on such patchy grounds. The road ahead is a long one and you have a lot to catch up, a lot more promises to kept, a lot more hopes to be fulfilled, a lot more dreams to be coloured, dreams which you nourished ever since you gained insight of yourself. This difficult time is only a Gods way of testing your patience and focus. But you have done it many times in the past when odds were against you but still you came out smiling. Get your strenghts from those victories. Dont forget that those difficult times have only made you the person you are today and you have got to believe that you are different from the crowde. Things might be moving slow but they are not dead. Hope sustains life and for sure you will be remembered for fighting till the last moment. If you can come out victorious to defeat this time, think how much its gonna add up to your confidence...Live for that optimism..Dont give up!

A beachside call

Sitting quietly on the beach
Following the rise, the fall, the splashing waves,
A young girl, her favourite doll , cut through my eyes
Flirting once again, my ignorant childhood fantasies
Her cherry red cheeks, the impatient eyelids
The girl of my childhood is back..
Full of naughtiness that age can bring
Running after the bunnies to catch them
Watching the brother fly the purple red kites
Playing with my mates, yet sharing little contacts
Jumping to touch the sky, hold the rainbow,
Waving hands full of colourful bangles
Walking along the nearby lake,
With pockets full of chocolates and cakes,
Just when I start to learn, the splashing waves
Brought me down, life has to move on..

Smile

Does a smile always stands for happiness. I would be smashing my head against the wall if I say No. And if I don’t do that, somebody else will be privileged to put you against the wall. We smile when we win, we smile when we see our dear ones happy, we smile as kids when our hands are stuffed with bagful of chocolates, we smile when our paintings receive the praise they deserve, we smile on that melancholy feeling that our song has reached the hearts of many, we smile...

But seldom people notice that there also exists another often undiscovered niche for a smile. That is in sadness. Yes, sometimes we smile even if we are sad, we smile even if we are broken from inside, we smile because it makes the other end happy. It might be an unfortunate child clamouring for a piece of bread on the shabby streets, it might be your parents, it might be the person you love most or it might be yourself also. No wonder this happiness is so much dear to the other end because it opens a whole world of hopes, strength and self beliefs within.

Those days!!

Give me back those days
When my wings dared the red-breasted merganser
Careless about what the boundless open sky thinks
Carassing the mighty strokes the sun would boast
My trillion passions flew high without a regret
Up and high, in the wantons of that seamless air…

Give me back those days..
When my eyes chased the innocent butterflies
Flying behind the churchyard gate,
Fluttering across the overgrown grasses,
Along the green narrow lanes my sister takes
My trillion passions ran fast without a pause
Fast and clean, in the persuit of triumph..

Give me back those days..
When the confident feets walked on the Azur
Unperturbed by the cruel waves, the nasty tides
Lured only by the hope beneath the far sighted darkness
My trillion passions thrived without a doubt
Proud and grande, under the moonlight sensations..

Its innings over!

Its innings over and time for a break. But unlike the crowds expectations, much to your own frustrations and much to the agony of your dear ones who have always wanted you to be at the zenith of success, the fate of the match looms in uncertainty.
Uncertainty …it’s such a tintilating word..always unsure of what it symbolises, hope or despair. Sometimes it seduces the good thoughts inside you, the very next moment it can ditch your smiles. Not everyone likes to be on such patchy ground for they often lose confidence on their own feets. You are not a superman, and so not an exception to the fear of uncertainty.

It’s been a roller coaster ride for you, here, in one of the most beautiful place on this planet. There are good things around, the very sight of which makes you happy from inside and it energises you with durable confidence to give shape to your dreams. You sometimes wonder how dreams can look so simple. The water looks so clean, the nature looks so green, the morning feels so fresh and birds look so innocent. You feel as if nothing can go wrong with you and life has so much in store for you. You follow a selfless painstaking journey because you know you believe in yourself, your vision , patience and perseverance. You get scintillating acknowledgements for your efforts, you travel to places that you visioned only as crazy childhood fantasies, you forget your age, you only know you are still young in thoughts, you make new friends , you learn new matured definations of fun, you learn new ways of admiring beautiful things, from wine to women, from sea to sky…you learn to cherish the finer aspects of life, the person you want to be..

But everything good is never permanent. Its very fragile. It looks tempting and beautiful but when it breaks, it also anhilates a lot from inside you.

I dont remember!

I don’t remember when I measured for the last time
Every inch of happiness with a vernier calliper…
I don’t remember when I cried for the last time
With tears reluctant to flow along my emotions…

I don’t remember when I won for the last time
The victory wrapped in praises from the critics mouth..
I don’t remember when I failed for the last time
The failure that anhilated the vision I nurture….

I don’t remember when I griefed in pain for the last time
That pinched every bloody vain quietly sleeping so far..
I don’t remember when my heart for the last time
Gyrated in synch amidst the vibrant daffodils..


Yes, I don’t remember anything, even oblivious of myself,
I am learning all about my life,
By looking through her eyes..
Perhaps finally she has come to answer my conscience..
Perhaps finally love has taken its course today!