Saturday, March 12, 2011

The roads taken a long time ago... and then the new ones...

Some are closed, some are dug up, some look terribly new and unrecognisable, some ask me where I was all these years and invite me back with open arms, on some I fall and get up and sooo wanna get back into action despite the hurt and the pain... and there is never doubt I that will...


Mostly its the freedom of discovery of the roads, the joy and the excitement that keep me going! The people I meet on the way, the bonds I build, the changes I undergo, the person I evolve into continuously...

There is the unknown, the unexplored, the mystery, the uncertainty, but no fear...never....I realise as I feel the freedom of sometimes zipping, sometimes cruising along these roads. The is never a feeling of being lost. I always find a way out...some by myself, some 'cos of the good Samaritans that just pop up out of nowhere.

The power of Faith ...for some it is somewhere up there, for me mostly, its in my tangibles, in my actions, in my karma, in my art, in the human resilience... in myself!

I started writing this as a 'newly acquired 2-wheeler' journey in the literal sense and found the different dimensions along... got me philosophical and serious.... mostly after having looked at the footage tragedies in Japan... wish to share my 2 cents worth strength and prayers with them....

Thursday, January 27, 2011

cycle of the wait...

Sometimes we never learn. We get hit, run over, stamped and what not, but we never learn. A sweet helpless pout, remorseful words, a tear or two, and the heart melts with forgiveness!! Again and again for years together.... symbolisms are hardly ever followed up with actions and then we go again.... wearing the sign - "I am easy, come take me for granted"!
All that's left behind the symbols and words - sleepless nights and days of waiting....and waiting....and waiting...

Tuesday, January 11, 2011

Mumbai, Pune Diaries....

MUMBAIIII - Jan 5th to Jan 9th 2011:
Some quick first impressions of the big bad city of chaos...
- The taxi driver gives me change of Rs. 3/- on a fare of Rs. 127/- exactly shown on the meter. My eyes popped out!!! This after he realised I had no clue about were I was going (athough I tried to pretend) and had instantly become my tour guide, telling me about all the buildings and areas! I actually felt guilty telling him to keep the change...lest I bring bad habits from Bengaluru!
- The local train!!! I so loved it...sorely missed in namma Bengaluru! Must admit though that u need to ask to figure out things, lest one assumes Singapore type direction maps and all....
- Oooooh the beaches! Be it a late night chat...read 2 a.m...on marine drive/queen's necklace/lover's nest/Subhash Chandra Bose Road with a friend...or the crazy marketeers of chaat on Juhu.....I can stare at the water for hours! But really have some mercy...the Girgaon chowpaty is in the dumps literally! It's plastic and garbage strewn all over! And to think I worried that the shoes I had worn instead of chappals would'nt let me feel the water on my toes!!!
- Another word about the local transport...when I ask the auto driver 'Santa Cruz?' he just stares back blankly...while I wait for his highness to approve of my destination. Talk about getting in bad habits....arrre he cudnt care less where I am going...get in already! Took me a while to stop asking them hesitantly, while I pray they agree to come. After 4 days of this, gonna be hard to stop myself from walking straight into an auto confidently!
- The Mumbai Darshan.... a dinchak bollywoodish tour wasnt something up my alley.. what with co-passengers staring at the single 'Indian' female. I wondered..."In Mumbai??" oh yeah...sorry...Mumbaikars arent doing the Mumbai Darshan! ANyway....its cheap...I mean money-wise and surely value for money. My jeevan is saarthak after having made darshan of bungalows of Lata Mangeshkar, Ambanis, Amitabh, Salman, Rekha, Rajesh Khanna...rest I forget...of course 'Mannat'! haha! I dont have to do my Kashi Yatra now! But Hey! I did quite like the Nehru Science center with kids running all over and the fantastic show at the planetarium.
- Living in the Colaba area felt just like that..."Living"!! Walking around the heritage buildings at any time of the day or night, the Taj and Gateway neighborhood pondering on life and its temporariness, makes you want to LIVE IT UP!
- The weekend shows at NCPA - Dr. L Subramaniam's magic and explorations of Lady Macbeth using classical dance, NGMA, Jehangir Art Gallery, Prince of wales Museum, Prithvi's ambience - made me feel like I was combining work with pleasure and what pleasure it was to work!!

PUNE - Dec 28th to Jan 5th:
- Relaxed setting, Bangalore like weather, therapeutic cooking sessions and felt much like home, for all the vegetating that I needed....not to mention the mind space required to make some big decisions in life!
- Koregoan park, Camp, MG Road, Kalyani Nagar, Magarpatta...explored as much as possible with the 'transport' available....even managed an art of living bhajan on new year's day. And very thankful for the transport :-)
- The drive upto Sinhagad was torturous on a Sunday with the whole crowd going up there to create a traffic jam. Managing a U turn and getting back after covering 3/4th uphill was quite the task! Parbati was the alternate destination and was well worth spending the evening of my day of birth so many years ago, contemplating achievements and failures on a hilltop mandir.

Thursday, January 06, 2011

Love can be damned..respect is paramount!

Read on an agony aunt column answered by Pooja Bedi....
The agony is of a woman who is in a relationship with someone who claims he will love her all his life, but wont marry cos his folks wont agree...however he will marry someone else.
So Ms. Bedi says to the effect - It is clear he wants u to be a side dish.....it depends on wht u want n life..... if I were u, I'd walk out in a jiffy. "love can be damned, respect is paramount".

When I read it the first time around..I said wow Ms. Bedi....way to go...u hit the nail on its head! But there was something nagging about that statement....wasnt respect a part of love??? When did they become mutually exclusive? Does one really love someone and treat him/her without respect? And does one who puts up with lack of respect in a relationship labeled 'warm and loving' respect oneself? Or was it lust she was talking about then?......