Life in a metro

Travelling in metro is like getting to know a whole new world of creepsters. If you have ever traveled in the women's coach, I'm sure you would have gone through a mixture of unknown emotions.

Please don't question my sexuality but honestly I have felt more uncomfortable in a women's coach than in a general coach. . . . you board the metro and pretty ladies will run their X-ray machine over you, trying to comprehend your sense of fashion and if you are like one of me I bet you won't be able to escape some sneers and snorts. 

Then there comes the elderly who have more more strength than the young "lads" when it comes to pushing and tugging and nudging and have their unique ways of  causing mental trauma besides the usual physical ones.

Now how can you not dace the music or rather I should say feel the music when it comes to playing musical chairs a.k.a. the race to get the seat as soon as the train stops.

There are two things which I can't help not being critical about : the footwear and the ringtones.

Every third person will have Justin Bieber's Baby as his/her ringtone. . . no wonder he is the second most influential person on the Forbe's list. When it comes to footwear, I really don't think I would have ever seen more fascinating and bizarre models anywhere else in the whole world. . . at one place!

One thing which goes unnoticed are the faces of these passengers occupying the women's coach when a guy enters the forbidden area. . .the looks vary from that of warning to please-come-sit-with-me!

But guys travelling with their girlfriends have an added advantage. .they get to travel in the women's coach. .without any hesitation and without any looks. (but the PDA is really not asked for!!) 

Then there are those who have given there mind, body and soul to their beloved cellphones. .some busy giving excuses to their bosses. .some to their husbands/boyfriends. .some spilling the beans of their long, tiring and perhaps eventful day to their friends. .and some like me are too engrossed in comprehending others that all they need their cellphone for is to soothe their souls with some music to take them away from the complexity of human nature and its life. 

There is much more and wish I could say it all in words. . .without boring you. . .but you gotta travel in it once to experience it. .. . and you gotta be a women to experience it even better. .and experience it all. . . . 

Its Simple

Being  friendless is really thought to be a bane .  . . but don't worry. . no matter how bad you might be as a person you will surely find some like minded companions.
The worst part comes when you have friends yet when you feel like sharing something you have no one around you. Being friendless is then actually a boon.
Imagine : you don't have to wait to share some special incident which might have made your day or had you cribbing all day long, you don't really have to explain every mood swing of yours/every feeling of yours/every thought of yours. . . . you just let them go by. You don't have to think before or after doing anything about your friends because you are not affected anymore by their responses. You don't have emotions like anger or sadness because you really don't care about the other person. You can have peace (without the annoying questions following you) whenever you  want and chaos. . . well, that is always enough of it in this world all the time.

Sometimes I feel that people who say that they are going to die happy because they are surrounded by people  whom they call friends and are lucky to have them around . . are fooling themselves. It appears to be a false self-satisfactory happiness.
Neither I have a good sense nor the right to judge people but all I know is that humans are eccentric yet self centered selfish beings. They need company / probably some other symbiotic help. . .and for that they need "friends".

Living for yourself, free from the hassles of a relationship that  makes your life even more complex, is the best way to live life to the maximum.

P.S. Critics might not agree with my viewpoint but then that's what they are good at.

S(n)orting

SO with the advent of my holidays I have all the time in this world to blog about stuff which actually nobody really cares about. . not even me.

While watching a movie have you haver felt like how much it has taught you in that 1 hour and 40 minutes?. . .Obviously you have! But then this is just the engine what about the rest of the train? Well the rest of the train actually tells a different story. . .it says how you are such a big moron to draw a comparison between your real and reel life! . . but sometimes when you are totally numb and can't find a solution you can do two things:

1) Take any magazine/novel/newspaper or the best thing is pick up your favorite and open any random page. read that whole page and I'm sure you will come across at least one line which will sound like a piece of advice to you after all people on this planet give advices for free!)

2) Pick up any random movie and watch just 20 minutes of it . . any 20 minutes. . .Maybe you will find what you had been looking for. . . .

Of course there are other ways of solving problems but sometimes even life yells for a break. . it too wants a  break from the everyday dose of monotony and drudgery.
I could have  also suggested that you listen to any random song but you listen to songs all the time. . . .what if you are left with work to be finished and the deadline's just here . . . and the next thing you are doing  is singing "HOW" by Maroon 5 to your boss. . . .

sarcaSTUDIc

My exams just got over and I hate to see my books now! Well do you remember doing anything nasty with someone you don't like?. . probably make fun of them? Although I won't suggest that you ever do it with anybody but sometimes you just want to let it all out (:p). . . I did it with some of the diagrams I thought were weird and always gave me a hard time during the exams. . just a thing picked from here and dropped over there  :)

Now what happens when too much current flows into the poor system?

DISCO 82!!

                              This is what happens when your studies can give you nightmares!

Easy come, Easy Go. . .

I have always believed that everything in this world is TRANSIENT.. . .thoughts, people, things around you and even the memories which you think will last with you forever and will flash before your eyes when you will take your final breath. When you took your first breath into this world , you were all alone. When you will take your last, you will be all alone. While you stay over here, you will meet many people who will come and influence your thinking and your life, maybe for good, maybe for bad. . .but then they too will leave you someday. No matter whether they are your parents, friends or anyone else to whom you might have given a place in your heart. They are just tenants.

But during this short period of contact you might learn things from them which can have a great impact on your life, it can change your perspective of  how you perceive things and comprehend them.

In the past 2 days I just had a one hour talk with three such people in my life and surprisingly it has made all the difference. So before I tell you what I have learnt from these three jewels in my life, I would like to really thank them for helping me out with what I might call a difficult phase. Thank you for showing me the light at the end of the tunnel.

So here are the golden words by these golden people:

* Learn to Suppress your feelings. Feel Like a Robot! Sometimes you feel like going about and sharing your              feelings with people to make yourself feel at ease but it might not always help you. No matter how much you feel like finding solace in other people's pity, it will just make you more vulnerable to your feelings and    emotions. Instead direct them towards a more constructive path.

 

* Humans are NEEDY and GREEDY. The things which they don't have, they want only that --> Greed.

   They always keep cribbing about stuff which they want rather than cherish what they have --> Need.

   They live under this illusion that their desires are actually their needs. 

* Life moves on! You gotta learn to live life as it comes. All your smiles and tears are part and parcel of this      life. If life gives you a reason to be sad then it will surely give you a reason to smile.

* Always stay happy and never put the blame of your unhappiness on someone else. They too must have had             their share of ups and downs. And whatever the other person does , he/she must have had a reason to do so, a valid reason to do so.

And to conclude, I will add mine to these - " You have no control over anybody's life, Except yours! Never think that why did the other person acted the way he did. Just let them make their own decisions. All you can do is make some for yourself so that their decisions doesn't become forced commandments for you. "

Its good to be boring!

Everyone has their own definition of fun. . of enjoyment. . I too have one but what seems to me fun, other find it just the opposite. Probably I am boring and I like doing boring stuff. . but that is what forms a part of who I am. The irony is what people think is interesting, I find that boring. So basically its all about what you like doing and what takes your mind off from things which you don't wanna think about otherwise.

I don't like watching movies and I don't like going out and having "fun" too often. . and that stereotypes me as a boring person. Worse - it sometimes makes people think that I am sad about something. 

I like solitude. . .and its not loneliness. It simply implies that I like spending time with myself more than with someone else. I am not a narcissist either. 

So when I say a no to something which my friends want to do or if my parents are going to someone's place and I refuse to accompany them, all I get to hear is - you are becoming a loner, you need to spend more time with people and be more social. Well, sometimes try to do that for a change and, from the past experiences, all I can say is that I end up getting bored. I just sit and stare at people who talk rather animatedly. And just then I am presented with another request - SPEAK! Why aren't you speaking?! 

Sorry, I am not a blabbermouth.

MORAL: Never force anyone to do something which you think is fun, cause the other person might just end up getting more bored than you can even think.

Here are two songs which are my all time favorites. As soulful music connects to your soul, similarly they connect to mine. Hope you enjoy them too.

. . . Cuz you are there for me too

I recently realized that I contradict myself too often. Maybe its because of fluctuating thoughts. . well on a second thought, it might well as be the reason.

 As I said in my last post, Friends- the people who surround me, whom I think are there just to fill the memory voids, I realized, are not just some form of life surrounding me. They are the ones who give me a reason to live life without ever letting me overlook any reason to smile. As artificial as it might sound, its one thing I realized last night talking to a friend of mine. It made me aware of the fact how I overlook people in general.

My really bad habit of thinking has made me over analyze things which do not even require analysis. But this does not imply that I will be taking them for granted. I know that if one day I don't talk to them I feel like my day  is not complete. I know that if one day I don't get to laugh by irritating them  it will make me feel as if I haven't done an important task of the day.

I don't have much to say now, except an apology in the end. . They have given me my yesterday and my today. . . and a reason to find them in my tomorrow too!

I will be there for you. . . .

Today's post is a bit personal and I don't know whether anyone out there has experienced the same or not but I guess you might have experienced at least something similar to it.

Anyways, the past one week gave me enough time in hand to indulge in a lot of  "thinking process". This time it was not about making decisions nor about taking risks. This time it was about friends, families. . .and the people around me. It was about how they have all left an impact on my life in some way or the other.

To start with . . the people who have influenced me the most - My family. I have no idea about the origin of that word or what that word means in which language. From what I could gauge when I used to see mom and dad of  little kids of my age dropping them to school, attending small events like inter-section racing competition which might not be of any significance now but at that time just waving at your parents sitting in the crowd used to give you such a boost. . I came to know that "the" word held a lot of weight. I never had such an experience because apparently I was born in a house where everyone was too busy to care about such petty stuff. . . (I apologize if I might have sounded rude. . but then thats the way it was). The people who were supposed to mean the world to me were too busy in a world of their own. I am not complaining. I perfectly understood their priorities, their responsibilities and how they just wanted to give me every happiness in this world. But as a kid I was really into throwing tantrums. I always wanted what I didn't have and so I wanted them to be there at every inter section racing competition. I wanted them not just to sign my report card without looking what was really inside it. I wanted them to take me to movies, take me for dinner, take me to play zones. I got all that . . .a bit of it though. . . when I got a brother.
Anyways, now I have grown up. . . .and now all I want is my own space. I want to do things which I want to do. I want freedom. But now something has struck their conscience and they are trying to make up for all of it.And all that it leads to is a non-aligned movement. I am sorry but it's too late and we can't go back.

Next up we have my friends.  Honestly, I didn't know what or who they are, what sharing of lunch meant, why kids used to plead to the teacher, incessantly, to make them sit with their "best friends", why some of them used to miss their buses just to share some of their secrets.. . all this and many more made me smirk at them. . . till I met one person  Most of what I am today is all because of  her. She taught me everything. . . from sharing lunch to fighting with the teacher to allow us to sit together. But slowly we drifted away. . .different priorities and new surroundings introduced us to different people.

After that I have never met a person with whom I have shared the same bond. I haven't met anyone with the same level of understanding.

I have met any people but every time I have issued that golden card of trust to them . . somehow they have always lost it. . and now I have run out of them, so I don't any more.

Now I have people around me . . . but I don't know what I have . . maybe  some people who try to influence my thinking everyday. Some people who make up my memories . . .

Maybe some other day I will talk about trust and friendship exclusively. . . .this was just a starter . . the entrée is yet to come.

Shopping For Life :)

This is one soul touching poem I recently read somewhere. . .and so I decided to take you all on a shopping spree :) . . .  :

As I was walking down life's

highway many years ago

I came upon a sign that read

'Heaven's Grocery Store'.

When I got a little closer

the doors swung open wide

And when I came to myself

I was standing inside.

I saw a host of angels,

They were standing everywhere

One handed me a basket

and said,"My child shop with care."

Everything a human needed

was in that grocery store

And what you could not carry

you could come back for more.

First I got some Patience.

Love was in that same row.

Further down was Understanding,

you need that everywhere you go.

I got a box or two of Wisdom

and Faith a bag or two.

And Charity of course 

I would need some of that too.

I couldn't miss the Holy Ghost

It was all over the place

And then some Strength

and some Courage to run this race.

My basket was getting full

but I remembered I needed Grace,

And then I chose Salvation for

Salvation was for free

I tried to get enough of that to do for you and me.

Then I started to the counter

to pay my grocery bill,

For I thought I had everything

to do the Master's will.

As I went up the aisle

I saw Prayer and put that it,

For I knew when I stepped outside

I would run into sin.

Peace and Joy were plentiful,

the last things on the shelf.

Song and Praise were hanging near

so I just helped myself.

Then I said to the angel

" Now how much do I owe?"

He smiled and said

"Just take them everywhere you go."

Again I asked,"Really now,

How much do I owe?"

"My child," he said," God paid your

bill a long long time ago."

You will be "All Right"!

TWO roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;	5
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same.

Sometimes you really don't know what you want from yourself. . . you really don't know what is it that you expect out of yourself or probably its a decision regarding a choice which you are not able to make. . . .you really don't know what is it that gives you more happiness than what you have today. . .
And when you cant get to the bottom of these questions you feel lost. . . .lost in the thick jungles of self-doubts where you try to find a new path out of it everyday but what you find is just another dead end. . .you wish that someday through that thick canopy above your head a ray of sun will tickle your conscience and you will be back on track. . . .
'Experimenting' - people tell me to keep on with it and someday i will be able to clear the thick clouds of unanswered questions that hover above my head. . . .
But experimenting is all about hit and trial. . and surely nobody likes taking risks. . .or chances. Simple maths tells us that the probability that the "experiment" will do the trick for us  is same as the probability that you might end up riding on the back of a wrong horse.
So where do I search for the answers?. . . .I can't google it out for sure!. . .but then where?
The irony is that of all the questions I want to be answered this one tops the list and a greater irony is that this one holds the key to all the questions.
Every morning I wake up I start on a journey to discover the solutions to these questions. .which eventually might solve some of my predicaments. . . and though everyday I move a step closer to what I really want yet I feel that I still have a long way to go.
Just a few days perhaps weeks ago I discovered that flowing with the waters is sometimes the best way to go when you don't know the direction in which to row your boat. . .. . . And I think I have contradicted myself here. . . but sometimes you just don't see any other option. . .
Sometimes when you don't know what is the BEST for you, try and go with what is atleast GOOD for you. . . .and when you don't even know what is GOOD for you then you really don't know what is BAD for you. . . It's time then that you try knocking on an unknown door. . . I might just do the same . . . :)

Risk-ing Bond

Every single day. . .in fact at every single moment when the right part of our brain tries to maintain cordial relations with the left part of our brain, we have faced the dilemma of making the right decisions in life. No matter what we go for we always have second thoughts about it.
I have always wondered about why we go through this process of aftermath? Why do we question our own decision making capability?
. . . .

"RISK"- this four letter word has a big red balloon hovering above it! The fear of risking is as big as the fear of getting derailed while on a journey in the snow - capped mountains . . . never to be found again!

But why am I bothering myself with writing on this topic ?! Well, every experience we earn in this life is because somewhere, at some point in time we had taken a risk and dared to step into an unknown territory.

From taking the first step to walk as a toddler to investing in stock markets ( :P ). . .we have all taken that " First Step". . .The risk we would have taken  might be physical or emotional but it had definitely made an impact on us, our lives and maybe to a certain extent on our surroundings.

I have always been an impetuous emotional fool . . . and hence I have always been afraid of venturing into that zone. But once you get the urge to do something you go for it no matter how much you fear the outcome.
So even I dared to take a plunge into these waters and discover for myself what I have been afraid of for so long?
. . . .and so I did. . . .I trusted. . .

Sometimes we trust some people in our lives so much that just to gain their trust in return we go on to take all kinds of risks in our lives. I discovered that of all the arrows which I have shot in the dark, this one missed the target superlatively.

I had built a great wall of defensiveness around me. . and though I have demolished most of it . . .a part of it still remains. . .I wanted to be as hard as stone cuz I had seen my vulnerable self at its best. . .but then since it was I who had decided to gamble, I had no regrets about it.

The most important thing which you should keep in mind when you think about  taking that step is you should also be able to manage it. I know it sounds contradictory but every question has an answer to it and so there is a way to manage what has been undone.

I learnt that building a wall won't help me,  instead building a bridge between the problem and the solution might just prove to be helpful.

So, life is all about taking risks. Some will take a lot of your strength to cope up with. . some will just pass by.
But all of them will compel you to move out of your comfort zone.

Try skating on this thin ice!. . It's fun!

Eureka!

Well this is what I might have exclaimed if the idea of blogging would have popped up in "my" mind. . . . but it was something which my brother suggested to me and the next thing I found myself doing was choosing a name for my blog. . .:). . . .


Driveway story will be as  slapdash  as the reckless driving we all hear about on the highways. . . It will be as bohemian as it can get.. . .


The stories I share will be simple and most of them will be from personal experience but what might connect you to them is their camaraderie.
As someone rightly said," Every life is a story, make yours a best seller."


Hope it makes you go all ears!. . . :)