bye bye love

The best part of what i do is how once in a while when im completely sick of the life around me...u know the preassures at work....home.....a degree( i should manage to get one if a miracle drops over my head )....days when my passion is taken over by the 40 degree heat outside when they make me run around area like vikaspuri,janakpuri and the other puris around Delhi......but then when i sit back in my room...tellin dad about the workshops i conducted that very day...n how a few of my 3500 kids made me realize how it was all well worth it....

My kids... from the private schools...Kv's....n some of my favourite kids from Ngo institutions.......give me a reason to smile even when im all sweaty n frustrated...

A few days back i recieved letters from two students that i wanted to share with everyone.

The first one is from a class 12th student of KV Vikaspuri named Sapna. When i went to her school months back...she was by far the only one who stood apart amongst 200 odd students. Sapna has Cerebral palsy.This is what she had to say:

"Cerebral Palsy – The dictionary describes it as “a paralysis due to brain damage before or at birth.” But these few words of formal English can not describe the plight of those innocent faces whose dreams and desires are destroyed by their innocence.

A paralytic body due to the brain is more or less like a chariot whose charioteers injured badly. When the words like ‘handicapped’, ‘disabled’, ’abnormal’ ring in ones ears, even the poor eyes refuse to shed tears on their ruined destiny. The bitterness of the society kills their confidence completely. For them, life is gloomy with darkness and solitude.

But I believe, a small spark is enough to turn into fire and here their SOLITUDE is the spark by which they enlighten their lives. With their stupendous confidence and incredible courage, they rise like a phoenix from its ashes. The charioteer was injured not dead. Leaving all the criticisms and grievances they strive for a new and colorful morning in their life.

So it is high time in making their ‘end’ a ‘new beginning’. A time to be a part of their ultimate glory, a time to listen to their heart’s voice.

‘We don’t want your pity, we want your understanding.’"



The second one ill share in some days....couldnt find it on my comp....shit!


Oh n by the way...i going out of station...FINALLY......with roopa...who for some reason thinks itll be snowing in Jammu....i told her there'l be no electricity...no water.....and the sun burning at 35 degrees.......she's still game for it...

im game for the street food...
n the 30 Santa Claus relatives who'll be ready with their love both in cash n kind :-)

tata

When man faces destiny,
destiny ends
and man comes into his own.

Reflections

For of all sad words of tongue or pen,
The saddest are these: 'It might have been!'"

For love and for hate
I swat a fly and offer it
to an ant.

the tickle in my brain

Normally when im confused about something i like to take the advice of the best...wise...experienced people around....
Yesterday was one of those nights....trying to get over the pocketmoney(salary) that i get..i was shown a golden bone worth 25,000.....adding to my grief...i started questioning my own instincts.....so i called up the big fish in the sea(not the wisest..definately the best)....who could hardly relate to what i was saying....

The following is a part of our conversation:
G:My life sucks....im never going to make it big....im questioning my own instincts.
Big Fish: But you always wanted to do what you are doing!
G:But sometimes im not sure.....
Big Fish: What do you want from life?
G: I most definately want to be socially committed....but then i also want the moolah....


Not to my surprise, nothing came out of the talk.... but today...out of the blue....my mind went TING! n i called the Big Fish in the sea and said -

G: I've found the solution to my problem!
Big Fish: Huh!
G: I'll marry a rich guy..take over his money and spend it for charity:-)

(o.k....rehab center numbers are accepted)

did i blink today?

Every man ought to be inquisitive through every hour of his great adventure down to the day when he shall no longer cast a shadow in the sun. For if he dies without a question in his heart, what excuse is there for his continuance?"
Although there may be nothing new under the sun, what is old is new to us and so rich and astonishing that we never tire of it. If we do tire of it, if we lose our curiosity, we have lost something of infinite value, because to a high degree it is curiosity that gives meaning and savour to life.

I've analyzed my life enough....now im going to live it.

Whatsay Miyaki?

City of angels...

Dads like the sweetest...stupidest....most calm...patient guy with the naughtiest smile ever....I swear...all those who think my crooked teeth are enveloped by a really naughty smile...blame my dad for it.....

Ive never seen dad in a crowd....never with too many friends.....he's always been with just two or three friends who've been with him for years....

Daddy - the family guy...dose'nt drink....dose'nt smoke....dose'nt eat meat...egg...or garlic.....recently left tea and coffee......an unfortunate lad whose never tasted a chocolate truffle cake..or a blueberry cheese cake....rather not even an eggless cake....

I admire my dad for his belief in keeping the desires to the minimal......

He's the sweetest most admirable young looking lad(dosent look his age)..who'll open his mouth while sleeping if i say the word 'chocolate'.......he just loves them....

Today i went to the reservation center to get tickets for him.....wiredly my dad who dosent believe talking to too many people....starts interacting with every single soul at the ticket center...something happens to him each time he goes there.......he randomly talks to just anyone and everyone....not a part of his usual nature.....but i wonder....why only there???

the minute he's out of there...he's the same quiet Half-Allahbadi - Half - Kashmiri, non balled,white piece of cake..who thinks every actress on t.v is Juhi Chawla..

Sometimes the most pleasureable times are to see the look on his face when i cook something he really likes...and just sit next to him and watch him relish it..and he'll announce it to the rest of the world for the next 3 weeks....

I read this poem once...and it reminds me of him each time i read it again:


Well, kid, I tell you, life for me aint been no crystal stair.
Its been hard and bare and rough places on the floor,
But all the while I've been climbing, and going forth
In the dark, cause there ain't been no light.
So dont you sit down cause its kinds hard,
Dont you quit because its rough
Cause you see, I'm still climbing
And life for me aint been no crystal stair...

Insomniac......not by will......

I havent yawned this much in ages....its been 4 hours that ive stepped in my office and all ive whole heartedly done is yawned....

Iv feel another 36 hours of continous sleep might just do the job....thanks to some,i have'nt had a sound sleep in days......

I desperately need to pass my time today...(not much work...the rest i dont want to do)....so ive come up with an idea that was better than staring at the watch....i decided to hear my favourite songs....

Beautiful girl(INXS) - 3/4 mins
Sail away(David Gray) - 4 mins
All i want is you ( u2) - 5 mins
Is there love in space( Joe Satriani) - 3 mins
December(Collective Souls) - 5 mins
Everyday you die a little( Relaxomatic Project) - 5 mins
Miserable(LIT) - 4 mins
Dirt(Phish) - 4 mins
Kiss from the rose(Seal) - 4 mins
Black(Pearl Jam) - 5 mins
Oh Me(Nirvana) - 4 mins.....

....the list is going on.....and im sort of managing to pass my time well....

Just realized how my parents have given birth to the most khatara piece on this planet...

cant read...going blind
Going Deaf(tinitus problem)
going cranky
bumped and hurt almost everyday
throat fu*****
sinus BAD
Lazy...sleepy....sick...stupid...(no...thats not me!)

(btw....Roops....please dont worry....why fear..when im there...i have the exact solution to your problem....and my social work partner has agreed to calm your senses down......:-)...Right Mr. Miyaki?