Peaceful existence.

I was going through the photos on my cellphone so that I could delete unwanted stuff and create space.
I stumbled upon one  photograph, it was clicked around a year back, in Auroville during a short two day visit to Puducherry. The whole concept of Auroville is fascinating. - a universal town with foundation values peace and harmony.

After doing all the typical tourist sightseeing, we sat down to have a cup of coffee.
After a while,  a very old and frail lady walked in the coffee shop. She had a walking stick in one hand and a small jute sling bag over other shoulder. She looked around, chose a seat at one corner, looking out of coffee shop. She walked to the counter, put her order and sat down at chosen place. She was looking out into the horizon as if some very fascinating thing is unfurling in front of her. Soon , she was served with a small cup of tea. She took tea in her hand, inhaled deeply, smiled and took her first sip. With overflowing satisfaction on her face, she put down the cup and again looked far away. Her face was peaceful. There is no other word to describe the content feeling on her face.

She might be staying alone there, far away from her home, with strangers with different nationalities. But she had made peace with the world around her. As if, she did not have any regrets, any sorrows, any unfulfilled wishes in her life.

At this moment more than anything from that trip, I vividly remember lingering smile on her  face and her calm peaceful eyes.

There are many things a person hopes to achieve in his or her life. Whatever I achieve in my life, I wish for the same content feeling at later stage. Inspiring things may not be very grand or totally outstanding, such small-easy to miss things leave a greater impact. You just have to be receptive to small joys of life.

Leia Mais…

My blackberry is not working!

I am feeling restless, handicap, unconnected and isolated from world – when I have one perfectly working cell phone, a desktop phone in office, 24*7 internet at service.

Now its official. I am addicted to my blackberry.

And I feel my life crumpled around me. I sadly look at my Nokia phone and sigh. Huh.
This is insanely stupid I know but cannot help feeling depressed.

No BBM, no WhatsApp, no Gtalk. Now I will have to periodically check my emails on laptop and no internet on go.And I think, how did I manage without my beloved BB before last June?

But this is a wake-up call for me. I am shocked to find how dependant I am on my blackberry – as if my whole life revolves around it.  Time to think. Time for firm resolution. I will not get so much attached to my phone or any gadget in future ( after I get my blackberry repaired I will add this to TO DO list ).

But I am not alone in this category. The more I look around I find similar species around me. I have never seen anybody sit still in bus or train in last some months I recollect. Either headphones plugged in or smsing. If not these then playing games or talking on phone. This tiny gadget has started to rule over the younger generation. What is happening to us?

Leia Mais…

Let go....

How difficult is it to let go? Things, people, memories, expectations  and what not. Its not easy to let go.
My mavshi always used to say that I have too many things in my cupboard. I have this ridiculous habit. Memories are not enough for me. I keep things to remind me of those memories. I have a ribbon to remind me of my grandma's bday, a pen to remember my last day of school, an envelop of the greeting card given to my best friend. These things are silly, unimportant in one glance, but they are very valuable for me. When I was coming to MDI, I knew I had to clear up my closet. My heart still pains for all the things I threw away. It was not easy.
Similarly its the case with clothes. How many of us find it difficult to discard a favourite shirt, a favourite pair of shoes, or an old but loved scarf? Even though its very clear that it will not be used in future, its difficult to let it go.
Our life has some relations which turn sour due to some reasons. But still, as holding on is innate human nature, its difficult to let relations go, let people go. But if not learnt this important skill, such kept relations can actually result in more pains.

Space is a constraint everywhere. If something new has to come, something old has to go. Then why not throw away all such sorry stuff and create space for something happy, something nice?
Its easy to say. Difficult to do.
But what I learnt is - Let it go, because something better is on the way. 

Leia Mais…

My dream home

Most of the fairy tales have a prince or princess living at a beautiful magnificent palace with  unending gardens, numerous fountains, thousands of rooms, rich draperies and sparkling chandeliers..... Ever since then I had dreamt of myself living in such a palace. It was my dream house. :)
As I grew up, I stopped reading those fairy tales but the image of me living in palace still lingered. But as time passed by, the palace was replaced by some other image.
A small cottage hidden among trees, with a winding approach road. The home had low fencing and tall trees around it. Sweet smelling flower-beds would greet everyone coming to my home.
Everyday in my sleep I used to visit this place - my home.
But one day some other home became my dream home. I saw it in Kashmir, near Pahalgam.
A tiny house, on the bank of a river. It was green everywhere around. The walls were yellow and roof was red. It had white fences and a red gate. It was love at first sight.

My latest dream home is FallingWater . I really really wish I have a home like this. A real waterfall in my home would be amazing!

I may not be able to own a home like this, but big deal - My heart can own any home of my dream.
: D

Leia Mais…

Delhi ki sardi!

Last year I was dreading winters. Initially I used to hate winters. I am a 'sunny' kind of person - ample sunshine,  warm weather and bright days. But one year in Delhi and I fell in love with winter.
Winter @ Delhi is so much different than winter @ Nagpur.
Fall in temperature, fog and smog, numbness in limbs, wearing layers and layers of clothing, heater in room and anytime-chai time...
MDI is the loveliest place at a cold winter night. Stroll in tree lined roads of MDI, totally packed in my winter wear, with a hot fuming chai in hand, moonlight filtering through fog and unending chit-chat. Its Awesome!
Yesterday morning I woke up at 9 and I saw this from my balcony -

It was beautiful....
:)
finally the fog melted at 10.30am and later that day I came to know temperature of previous day - it had dropped to 1.8 degrees.

Leia Mais…