Thursday, September 20, 2012

Flowers...and a moment passed.


The car window is shut. The AC is blowing with full force. Music soothing her ears. Pleasant ride.
She stopped at the signal. The car was shining bright in the sun..almost repelling the heat. <br>
She looked around...trying to catch a glimpse of life while the light turned green for her to march ahead. She loved the roar her car gave when it moved from the inertia...to race ahead. She hoped the light to turn greener sooner.
Red roses. A girl carrying a bunch of them passed by her window. The girl flashed the bunch to her...trying her best to tempt her to buy them.
One look at the flowers. Time stalls. She turns her head the other way...trying her best to ignore the temptation.
10 seconds pass and she hears a knock at her window again. A man smiles at her gently knocking the window.
She pulls down the window...
The man pulls the bunch of flowers he is hiding behind him and offers it to her.
She smiles.
"Im sorry...what is this?", she asks still trying to control her smile.
The man smiles back.
" I dont know you Madam. But when I saw the girl offering you flowers...jst felt you should have it. I bought them to make the girls first sale of the day. It made her day.
They might make your day too..so please have it."
She stared blank at the mans stupidity.
"I dont know you Madam.(he repeated...almost adding a poetic effect) I might never see you again. That enough is a reason to appreciate this moment that would never come again and live life to the fullest."
He put the bunch of flowers on the dashboard while the girl still tried to digest what was happening. Such random acts of cordial kindness was not heard of in todays world. Almost seemed a scam.
But maybe...just maybe...the guy was a person who appreciates the beauty of life...of the moment...one who would help you create memories..memories that would last with you forever. Just may be.
She tried to snap out of the thoughts.
The man had walked away. The moment had passed. A memory made. Random...but still an unforgetable memory.
"When Life gives you a chance...dance.
 You will definitely regret not moving your feet when you are older."

Thursday, August 16, 2012

C H O I C E

So yes...the biggest problem on this earth a human has to face is a 6 letter word he invented called choice. Life...if you see...without this 6 letter word is perfectly blissful. Peaceful even...less stressful. Then..you put that word in your daily life routine...and hell breaks loose...literal hell.

The problem of choice comes with its partner in crime...another word which takes you down the road to insanity. ohh...you wanna know this word is it? Com'on....you already know it...its what you do ever so easily every second of your life...apparently with no fuckin STOP button!
Got it? No? THINK!
No no...don get irritated now...i am not askin u to think...that you do anyways...what i meant was that the second 'partner in crime' was this word called think.

So its like a perfect YashRaj movie...you are walking down the road to life...and then you have a choice to make...added with the filmy masala of thinking...with your friends and relatives playing the song and dance part...and the love of your life...the outcome of this choice that you will make depends on where your thinking takes you. Not funny. I know.

I wonder at times...about things I have done in the past...the choice ive made without thinking too much...and yes...life still turned out fine. But u see...thats the climax of your everyday YashRaj movie of life...the thinkin part of it..else its a sure flop right. Still not funny.

But you need to make a choice. Its inevitable.
You cannot say "I just dont want to make this choice right now"
You just have to. You need to. It wont be that bad. Till now it has turned out fine right. A 'perfect' life. Now thats funny.

"A bigger problem than choosing is not making a choice at all."

So yea...you need to do it. No way out? Intermission.

Sunday, August 05, 2012

the wonder years...a lota memories...a time gone...a life lived.


"Growing up happens in a heartbeat. One day you're in diapers, the next day you're gone. But the memories of childhood stay with you for the long haul. I remember a place, a town, a house, like a lot of houses. A yard like a lot of other yards. On a street like a lot of other streets. And the thing is, after all these years, I still look back...with wonder."

Thursday, July 12, 2012

the time to move on...

There are times in your life when you are sitting at your office desk...or on your bed...or standing in a crowded train to work...when you wished you would be somewhere else...
You look at the people around you...stare at them blank...as if they were aliens...then the thought races your mind..."what if it was not this?"
"what if you were someone else? How would that feel? Some other place...some other work..some other life?"
And NO...dont get me wrong...i dont hate my present life or situation for me to want something different...the point im tryin to make really is...the infinite possibilities around you...
Every second...every moment...for everyone around is sooo different...
You might be totally lost in a crowded place...the same crowd is a party for someone around you...
What i have realised though is that somehow...if you think closely....you are exactly where you have always intended to be...you might be late in getting there...but you were nowhere different than you imagined you would be...

Life sometimes seems completely in ruins...as if nothing is making sense all of a sudden...
"Things were fine just a few days back....what happened now?"
Things are still fine...on track really...

Its all about that threshold. That moment when in your life...with people, situations,relationships, work, play...you have that one alien realization...and it hits your bad...that IT IS TIME TO MOVE ON.

That moment...defines the change in your life...in your growth...
You might not always be sad about it...actually...its best not to be sad about it...just accept it...and let it work for you...

I am at peace. Let the change begin...
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