Safar aur manzil me itna he farak hai kafir….
Safar se fasla mitata hai…. Aur manzil se musafir…. - 17th october 2014
This is about yesterday, I was just returning from my night
shift at around 7:30 am in the morning. My flat and office are walking distance
way and I mostly prefer walking to and from office Ericsson Dakc. Usually I find it hard to keep
track of the day... my life works on shifts....as suppose every individual
working in operations knows. As expected I had forgotten what day it was until I
came the square near my flat.
i saw a slim girl in yellow top and white jeans
standing there, she was looking very fresh and ready for a hectic day. Later I
realize that she was carrying a very big Back-pack and dragging a small trolley
too. only then I realize that its Friday morning and unlike me its there last
working day....even further disappointment set in when you realize that it the
start of a very very long diwali week... again as i walked past the square
saw few more such individuals pulling their trolley bags.. Mostly were
from Larsen & Toubro Infotech Identified by their yellow ids.
it feels even sadder to know ki not only you but most of
your friends too wont be coming as well. for me the reason to go home in
diwali is to meet them.. Coz it the only time in the entire when they all are
home and we can meet together... it has been a very hectic year and a very
dynamic as well.. many things and individuals have change.... I have learnt a
lot during the build-up for this diwali. I have learned that ... friendship
breaths with time.. It just requires time... and In fact even love requires
time... love flourishes and blossoms with time. I know this by what have
experienced... when there is absolute faith in mind things are achievable...
having faith in dreams is important. Dreams fuel our drive and efforts towards
its achievement....the moment you realize that someone has fallen in love with
you is very exciting but once you realize that you have risen in someone’s love
is even more satisfying and compelling. Its not necessary that your love for
everyone should reach its ultimate goal.
But being there when the life is at its low is important.
This too is something that I have learned that once the tough times are over
and you move back on to a uphill trajectory of life people just let go of you…
forgets you. I feel like a bloody bus…. One uses it only when his personal
vehicle is not working. But the fact is people have to eventually move to
better things in life. I find it hard to believe ki how people forget so
easily. Except for a few case, and these few cases are friends.
One more point that I would like to comment on is about
marriage. I do have faith in this institution but still I find how hypocoristic
it has become. Not for everyone but for many. I firmly believe that marriage
isn't the ultimate goal of someones life. I know many of my friends who are not
married and are supremely happy and proud about it as well. Specially
girls. In the past 3 months I have seen
countless girls posting their engagement photos on facebook. But I find it
hilarious more than anything. As a matter of fact I find the once not engaged
or married even more happy.
There are two types of girls in india… there are those who
pursue their dreams and ambitions…. And then there are the remaining once who
get married….hahaha.
Girls are not a commodity. Neither they should be treated
like one nor they should use it as an excuse to chicken out of life.
Life is shit no doubt….but it is still the best thing that
has happen to us. Life runs on commitment and motivation. It shouldn’t be
dragging or just stall. Even a simple thing like clapping and cheering can make
wonders in life. similarly an I love you too could make you walk bit more
confidently. It dosnt matter if you say it to a known person or a random
person. I remember on such incident few years back when I was in church with my
family after Easter Sunday mass. A very small girl walked up to me and said
“hello bhaiya… happy easter (and shook my hands), mujhe na meri didi ne bheja
hai, unko kehna hai ki ap bahot ache lage unhe…aur who apko pasand karti hai..
unke tarf se I love you and happy easter”.
And she just left, vanished. i didn’t even knew her neither
I knew her sister…. But it did filled me with a sense of belief. That what
motivation does. Same goes with my holidays as well…. Ab kaun sa hafta bhar ki
chutti mang raha tha.. 20th se 23rd tak ki… That’s it!!!
now will have to sit alone in my flat on diwali. Even kaku our cook is on the
leave… just Imagine. So I am gonna have to bake my bread and eat it too….
i find it hard to think what the hell m I going to do this
diwali all alone? aisa nahi hai ki i am vella..... i have to study and write
for Backbencher November edition as well..... but it is really hard for me
to accept ki I won’t be going to Nikhil Kale home with pinky tai and aaji for pooja this year as
always... i wish thoda break milta to acha hota...... so all those going
home.... i envy you as much as i am happy for all you guys...and for all those
who couldn't like me... i totally understand your pain... those in Mumbai... i
would be cooking some really lavishing stuff for myself please feel free to
jump in...
and all those going home... I won’t mind if you send me
some santra barfi and ferrero rocher or Cadbury tempetation or celebration...
and all the mumbaiwala reading this I need chivda and chakhli with laddu…
or maybe just a phone call....
and if you get a chance to visit my home... tell my mother that....
I AM ON DUTY...
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