Sunday, May 11, 2008

Everything In Life Is an Omen !!!!

Words like 'KshaMA', 'MAafi', 'ParMAtma', 'MAlik' and many more beautiful words like these carry a magnificiently common 'word' which remains un-noticed, The Beauty Lies In The Word - "MA" .
Alchemist, does the name says it all? No, It doesn't. It is a book written by Paulo Coelho published in more than forty languages. Okay ! If you are thinking that am going out of track then no, am not because there will be no deep-rooted discussions about this book. Still. Though the book is all about 'Maktub - everything is written' , 'following the dream' , 'knowing what you want' etcetra but it has taught me the significance to learn and realise the 'Omens' that life carry for each of us.
So the story actually starts now:
I had an arguement-without-battle stuff with my Mom the other day. Agh !! The usual kahani ghar ghar ki wala jazz and to my astonishment this time it gave a new turn just after the climax. Actually I was annoyed on something that my Mom wanted me to do ( or not to do, frankly i dont remember the reason of the arguement because I hardly take things to heart, ;) how fake ) "Mumma Pleeeezzzz", I squeezed my tongue in irritation asking to excuse. She left the room with no words as she always does while I started hogging the newspapers, very sure about overtaking Mom's mood whenever I want, by talking on the topics of her interest after a while.
Suddenly......................yes....................I felt exactly like this......................speechless, blank. Something moved me till the within, my heart felt like a mayhem in all its veins and then there was an abyss silent for a long time, I was choked. What it was that made me feel so disconsolate?? A story. The newspapers were flinging with a number of articles on 'Mother's Day' when my eyes got stuck to this story which revealed all the recurring thoughts that I have had been thinking about while being 'with' or 'away' from Mom.
'The Diary of a Mother' was the name, the hugeness of it made me feel so small that I decided to remain silent, don't know for how many hours !!
It revealed the unshown, unreadable, unexpected expectations & desires of a Mother when her children grow young like me, where I am busy with all my days work till the sixth day of a week and unfortunately the seventh day is meant/booked for friends to hang out injudiciously. The willingness of Mother's heart to have an empty corner with her daughter having a word or two, hardly matters.....why so?? I thought. Because either I filled her in/with materialistic world or I overheard what she has spoken silently. Though unintentionally but abruptly ignoring her desires and expectations, today, has rinsed me till the last cell of my body.
I was so full of guilt to realise my mistake that how could I forget her in her presence, the one who stood with me from thick to thin, from gloom to bloom?
That Was An Omen !! I realised, the story said so much about a Mother's fantacies about her child, how she dreams, cares, worries, carries her child till her last breath and the child TRIES to give everything thats possible but the valuable time,................... she dithers to ask for it from her own....
Forty Two minutes from now, the clock struck b-bye to 'Mother's Day' and the first thing I did after awaking ( from the SLEEP) was, touched THY feet of my 'Ma' and wished her congratulations for being the Best Mother.
This way 'Alchemist' taught me to realise the Omen that indicates to upgrade or correct yourself where the story in the paper suddenly boiled up before me to warn.......wake up before its too late because the Diary of a Mother was written when.................... she was struggling for-a-breath of life but it was read by her son on the thirteenth day after her bereavement.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I tried my hard to express what I felt but truly, I felt much more than this.

Thursday, May 8, 2008

Khali and IPL in Action

Hmmm.....Khali the Mahabali, the first Indian wrestler in WWE is back to India almost after four years!!!
Mr.Giant Singh from Himachal Pradesh has knocked me off by his 420 kg of wt with 7.3 feet height huh, BIGGG MANNN.
Champion Dilip Singh Rana AKA (Also Known As) Khali jiski WWE main khoob chali is actually on a sick leave from his current job of a Policeman (if u don't know, he is still a Govt Employee as registered in Police force). Stunningly his salary, Rs 15000 is being paid to him since last 5 years of his sick leave, where on the other side he has started his career from a new 'end'. I wonder if this issue has been raised or suppressed by Media, the Govt. or Khali himself. May be because it has been stubbornly rusted by his name-fame-studded personality added to the Nation. Well I am not here to critise him because I am not a critic but sarcastic over the issues that has been deliberately avoided. Anyway...lets get outta it I have much more for you.
Secondly, something that is most displeasing to me these days is the 'Manoranjan Ka Baap', The IPL- The Itchy Peachy League, I wonder how they decided that Manoranjan Ka Baap could be a suitable cliche, huh its so bad-humoured thing. I was,( from the starting, since promos,) against the t20 DLF bla bla...because it gave me a surity to the birth of sour-ness among the Indian cricketers against each other. See the Bhajji-Sreesanth issue, My prediction proved right which makes me definitely unhappy, whatever may be the reason of the 'Panga'.
I am a huge fan of cricket and cricketers but why is it not drawing my attention towards it i don't know. The moment I try to focus on the match the next moment I get distracted with unwillingness to see it. Admiting the fact that I am not aware who are the players representing which team, what I know is just the names and ' head-off ' the team.
Sadingly even Sourav's batting is not working this time, may be a negatively strong aura coming out through the windows of my television is keeping me away from my favourite sport but I tried it watching on other televisions too, in vain. Most irritating thing to me is the unbiased fe-male Cheeleaders trying to spice up the event by dancing on every 'ball' that has been hit, uninterested, by which team !! And that's Amazing !! the Unprejudiced Chee-Angels :)
Was that funny?? It Isn't.
Funny is what that the IPL has got over the soap opera of even Saas-Bahu era where housewives are skipping their favourite serious serials only because their eye-balls have been pulled by the LIVE celebreties dancing and cheering selfishly for their own team.
Well....that's contradictory on my part by Not making fun of the Cheeleaders who are unbiased, other side, making fun of the celebreties who are biased. Hehe thats me, a friendly devil Onida KY-series !!!

Tuesday, May 6, 2008

Finallyyyyy !!!!!!

Rome was not built in a day, so is my blog !! It took almost a year to reach to 'This' stage since I have forgotton the password and other details of my previous blog.
Aaj khush to bhot hai hum....
Denying the fact that I am influenced by my friends and colleagues who are the 'Real Bloggers' or 'Blogger Worms' ( I avoided using this word, see how weird it sounds ).
Most difficult was the 'naamkaran' ---http://mergingreflections.blogspot.com and ofcourse and as usual i was guided by my friend for the selection out of a huge jumbled redundant words. Well....I think its sounding more like a prologue of a bestseller where I am a renowned author who's trying to publish atleast a few names of his/her friends who actually helped him out on this specific condition to get his name published. Whuu....its again getting 'unneeded' stuff.
Friends, this is just an experiment or in easy language you may call it a promo to a movie like Om Shanti Om ( if at all you found it o_ _da_ _ d.........) which has efficiently tried to push itself into viewer's mind to create an impressive impact. Therefore, I consider this blog and its future posts to be impactful in the same way to leave its 'post marks'. And if I am asked to say something serious about the posts and all then I would say that this is an unrestricted place to write, criticise, comment, give opinion and views on anything we like/dislike on this Earth. Here we neednot have to produce reasons for the 'ifs' and 'butts' on any matter. I believe this is where I will be only I following the freedom of expression through writingggg whatever I feel.

Wish You Luck To Bear With Me !!!