My Bubble World!

I see this dream of you and me

Holding hands in the moonlit night

With not much words but our eyes do talk

Along the shore as we walk.

The day passed by and yet we are here

The shining moon alone smiling there

The water sparkled with little ripples

Our eyes still intact with small giggles.

I cherish this bubble and would do so for a lifetime

For it is the air I breathe and the light I see

I wonder always whether you would ever be mine

With a beachside home to vine and dine.

Not another life around to be seen at the farthest bend

But just you and me for a lifetime and further till the end.

A day worth spending !!!

Every well planed event definitely gives good results. Asha and I planned for our Sunday a week ago. Nothing like being with a like minded person, she arrived home as planned. We had lunch and left to EA. Googles maps helped us our way to EA as I was not sure of the route completely. Hitchki was a movie I had been waiting to watch. It was a beautiful script. Well written, well executed, just my dream long awaited.

We then left to A2B for coffee. The masala bonda we ordered was pathetic, nevertheless i consumed it as I was dead hungry. We then headed to Marina beach. We entered the beach and sat closer to the waves. A long 2 hours chat it was and we discovered various things about our selves.

We talked every other topic under the sun and above the earth still not one topic related to the other. We headed to the bhajji shop we came across first, had 3 plates of bhajji and rode back to my home.

Back home I made tea. Not sure of the taste, she still consumed it. She then left at around 8 pm.

It had been a day as usual. there was still happiness , completeness, no expectation, no hurtful emotions, neither too high nor too low, just a gliding drive it was.

I wonder what if every day surprised me and yet felt like a gliding drive by the end of the day.

I could be asking too much but that's my ask.

:)

WeEkEnD GaLa TiMe!!!

Like any other weekend, the plans were all set. Mom and brother left to Mumbai on Saturday morning at 3.30 am. While I ensured they have everything that is necessary for the travel, my mom forgot her mobile phone. Good that their cab was still at the main gate and I could hand over the phone to my mom. I was definitely not game to handle her calls :P.

I finally went back to bed as it was only 4 am. At 4.30 am the phone rings and it is my brother on the other side. “Vaishu I have not carried any of my original ID proofs and the one I have is the laminated Xerox copy. “ I wanted to confirm I heard it right and he repeated it for me. “I want you to reach the domestic airport with my PAN card or Aadhar card as it might become a problem if I get caught at the Mumbai airport.” This statement got my eyes wide open. Not that my brother will get stranded in Mumbai but the thought that I need to ride all the way to Chennai Domestic Airport only because my brother missed to carry the original ID proofs. I dint know the route thoroughly and yet I started as my brother insisted. I got on my bike and got my way through till the Airport but dint get a proper parking place. I managed to find a place and park my bike. I reached Spicejet counter and asked help from the lady at the ticket counter and she said sorry we cannot get the original through to any passenger. I rang my brother’s number and handed over the phone to the Spicejet person. There was another Spicejet personnel at the checking area and he guided her. Finally, after having the original reach my brother safely, I rode back home and crashed into the bed.

I woke up with a headache and grabbed a mug of hot water to start the day afresh. Three 10^th std studying children cam home and we did work out 10 math sums. They left at around 12 noon and I was HOME ALONE 😊.

I had plans of going out for lunch but my friend happened to encounter an accident which left him tensed and irritated. We moved our plans to net week. I was wondering if I should order or get into the kitchen and make some khichadi. My neighbour exactly at that point rang the doorbell. To my surprise, she had shared little rice, papad and sambhar. I thanked her and God and had a sumptuous lunch. The evening was spent with little work at home and getting the house a little clean and neat in shape. I then called my friend with whom my lunch was planned and we had the call going for about 2 hours. It was very nice to have spoken to someone sensible and we made plans for next weekend. The phone calls continued with friends with whom I had not spoken to for long.

I texted Asha that we meet at 1 pm and then go out for lunch on Sunday. After exhaustive phone calls and texts, I crashed into the bed at 12 midnight. I woke up the next day, completed the morning duty of cleaning the house. Tuition stated at 10 and continued till 12.30 pm. I then guide Asha on her way to my home. Once in, we got the tuition packed off and we started on our Sunday tour. We had lunch at Mithai Mandir. I think she dint enjoy it much as she likes really spicy food. We went shopping to Pondy Bazaar, then to Home Centre in Alwarpert, back to Pondy Bazaar and then to Nesapakkam. It was 6 hours bike ride with halt at multiple places. After long I actually enjoyed riding so much and just with the right company.

We returned home around 6 and chatted over several topics and made no sense most of the time. At 7.15 pm we headed to Saravana Bhavan for dinner. She then left n her way back home and I walked my way back to my home. Had to respond to a few texts. I called mom and brother to check if they had boarded the return flight. I told them to call me and not ring the doorbell as I cannot hear it. The came home by 4 am and the three of us went back to bed without talking much.

A weekend worth spending time chilling and relaxing!!!

Hard hit! But worth the Realization

I have wondered several years ago what God means to me? I took it lightly and tried to define God in a way that made sense to me. I defined it this way – All that is NOT HUMANLY POSSIBLE but by the ULTIMATE POWER. It has been at least a decade that this has been my belief and I connect strongly with this because all that I have asked for has come true. Adding more to it, I happened to read The Secret by Rhonda Byrne. It read to me about ABR tool – very Powerful.

Ask Believe Rejoice! Ask the ultimate Power you believe in for what you want. Could be Universe, or God or name it as per your belief. Believe that you will receive it and Rejoice that yours ask is fulfilled. It can sound crazy for a few who know me as a person who runs behind logic in most instances of life. But this is also me.

Three days ago, the conversation was heading tangentially in the opposite direction between me and my colleague. As always – No conclusion. The discussion traveled over several topics. My mind was stuck on the topic with existence of God and the form of existence. Along with it the – How can things materialize only by writing and saying/asking to universe or to the ultimate power.

The next day I ended up starting the topic with other two colleagues. The best was to have an out of office discussion. I did not know what I was asking for. We headed for tea and the discussion continued. The discussion took a steady move in a very much logic driven way. For my own benefit I would want to name ourselves – Fighter Cock, Silent Spectator, Logical Speaker and Me. Logical speaker started with what with God mean to me. I said – A Feeling of ultimate power. The existence of ultimate power which can do anything that is humanly no possible. This has been my understanding and I expressed it likewise.

While the questions drilled into the answers I gave and the discussion were on, simple truth hit it hard. If asking and receiving was that simple and the way of life, then why would a child old get raped? Why would there be millions of lives dying? Does that mean that they dint ask for what they wanted firmly? It has to be WE - PEOPLE AROUND who must take the step and make things happen or/and stop social evil and not wait for some miracle to happen.

Many more questions posted by Fighter cock which I am not able to recollect now. I was numb for several minutes and dint have answers to it. I surrendered there. I felt too little when I realised that have been worrying about things unworthy through that day.  This thought disturbed me and dint stop there.

I went on to discuss this with my friend who shares similar belief as mine – Akhila. She is clueless too. I also shared this incident with mom. She refrained from discussing this as she doesn’t know the what and the why. I still am in the lookout for my answers. 

I am not able to accept that ABR cannot work at the same time I cannot say that people who suffered the misery did not pray with complete faith. I am stuck now. 

Can WE MAKE INDIA happening?

It  was good to know that there are people who think for the betterment of the country. It began with a casual talk in the evening. We walked to the tea shop. It started with the information about the history behind the name of the tea shop. I don’t recollect now when it begin on similar thoughts.  I am sure if he would read this post, I will get to hear the same dialogue – Why do you have to skew the information into one word. It just dilutes the entire essence of the thought, the subject. I still would want to pen it down.

Well, bringing the focus back on thoughts he shared.

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      1.  There should be an organization formed to identify professionals from anywhere in the world and chart their personality Accordingly match them to the profession that they will add value and do justice. Where there are competitive examinations to eliminate or/and shortlist candidates there must be a qualitative approach to the whole concept of identifying right fit.

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     2.  Gather funds enough to fund the education of the under privileged

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        3. Educate youngsters to be a part of the journey where their parents are growing wiser and not leave them to be on their own. Parents should not be left to spend their life’s last stage among strangers and left to the mercy of care takers. Where there could be 10% genuine cases and definitely there is no one to attend to parents at home, we still have 90% of the population to educate what it means to leave Parents to the mercy of care takers only because the younger generation wants privacy. SERIOUSLY!!!

I write this not to ask for people to comment, Like , Comment or Share. But take time to think.

Let’s MAKE INDIA within our limits of possibility.