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Saturday, December 1, 2012

Every mistake is a step towards perfection

The stifling laziness
The paralysing grumpiness
The unsure nervousness
The consuming greediness

Every mistake is a step towards perfection

The humble happiness
The overlooked adeptness
The needed conciseness
The nudging eagerness

Every mistake is a step towards perfection

The temper blindness
The pinching crudeness
The powering enviousness
The easy hastiness

Every mistake is a step towards perfection

The channeled avidness
The winning sharpness
The focussed intentness
The abundant intuitiveness

Every mistake learnt is a step towards perfection

Sunday, October 7, 2012

Observations downtown

Click.. squeak ..whoosh.. step outside .. whoosh.. thud.. click as I turned the key and locked the door. On my way downtown to meet a friend. After a 15-20 minute walk I reach downtown and wait for my friend at the decided place.

*Vibrate Vibrate Tan tanu tan tan* my mobile calls out to me | I look at the text 'Hi Buch! Caught up!, I will be there about 30-45 min late! :( wait for me? Let me know'  

I keep the phone back in my pocket, sit on the steps and wait for him. Now the interesting bit begins;

I am sitting at a place where two of the busiest streets of the city meet so there is a constant flow of people. As I sit there ; of everyone I see -  three of them catch my eye:

The tourist , the street performer and the preacher. 

The tourist not used to the cold wearing a hoodie and jeans, equipped with a map, I can see in the distance went into shops returned all excited with bags of new merchandise, stopped at a local eating joint and binges on chips and curry sauce. Suddenly the eyes gaze at a magnificent structure besides, with the shopping bags and the take out food , of what looks like some native dance struggles to get the camera out from the cover stuck on his belt, *bends behind* click | *sits down* click | extends hand, big smile *click* *click* self portrait. After this stops, makes a full circle slowly and looks all around , gasps.. sighs and looks very content, chuckles after thinking something and starts walking... when suddenly |rythmic beats on an instrument that cannot be counted as conventional could be heard| and the tourist stops and looks right ......

.....Enter the Street Performer - Looks like a drum set, but instead of the normal drums, his drumset consists of buckets, steel plates and tumblers. Does a number with rythmic beats , that make people tap their feet who have gathered around him on a self formed semi circle. People in a distance who do not want to make it obvious that they are enjoying the performance as well , because they do not feel like parting with their change, people with their phones taking video enjoying themselves, suddenly the performer does a front flip, does a handstand somehow manages to put his hat on his legs, indication now time to pay up some for the entertainment, many people do graciously, our tourist again in zeal extends hand *almost same big smile* click click self portrait with performer, looks to see how the image is when suddenly ... ..

....... *and when I ask thyself, what sins have been committed; I get an answer from above the great lord taketh care of us* enter the Preacher -  a big guy with long hair and long beard with leaflets in his hands, and another guy with a microphone in this hands blasting out what he believes in and the superpower that is 'God' and how he looks after us..., a group of people listen to his preachings , another person comes out of nowhere and starts shouting of how all that they are saying is a big haystack and gives out some flowery words disrupting the process,  the big guy goes up to our tourist and asks him ' Son do you beleive in God?' our little tourist friend a little jittery nods and starts to walk away.

Just as I see the tourist walk away, I see my friend in the distance huffing and walking fast towards our meeting point, I wave out to him. He comes up and says to me 'Extremely sorry man! I know you must have been bored sitting here doing nothing!!'

I said to myself actually I was not bored, I did not realise an absolutely insignificant observation of watching what is happening around you, shows you so many interesting things and small details that matter; that sometimes in hurry we fail to see.



Tuesday, September 18, 2012

Feel connected , lost connection

What a riot the mind goes through when several emotions clash and you are left with a cocktail of positive and negative thoughts. At the one end you might be overjoyed as everything seems perfect and the train of life is moving along very smoothly and on time, but exactly at the very same time there is a conflict of direction and you start to think that; is this train moving in the right direction at all?

Gets you thinking , gets you anxious but then what If it's just a thought and every bit of negative charade is with the pure motive of derailing your smooth train of life.

Which thought should you trust, which emotion do you give more headway. I believe the answer is....

Well whoopsie daisies I don't know what the answer is?! If by a small chance anyone would take the courage to read this beautiful boring blog this post is not some dilemma that I am facing. It's a simple question that everyone is shy to ask themselves. Am I correct in saying this?

Well if I have hit the right chord then I would like to know what everyone thinks...

Cheerio :)


P.S : did not have anything super funny slice of life to share so just thought of saying hi to philosophy and writing this post.

Wednesday, March 14, 2012

That cobbled street

As I walked in my neighbourhood ,everyday sights and sounds I see,
there was this little corner that I have missed to be.

All day when I pass towards and about, a cobbled street I see,
everytime I look at it; beautiful, mysterious and alluring to call out to thee.

Few minutes from home, yet miles away you feel,
why this cobbled street, gives some overwhelming zeal.

One fine day it was bright and sunny,
to go on there felt like it was meant to be.

Walked towards this cobbled street,
like a new world it offers greet.
A chirping bird here and fluttering trees there,
welcoming signs here and happiness spread everywhere.
Fairy tale houses, with stables along,
excellent positive vibes and now instantly home you belong.

Makes you realise this it exists, amongst the chaos you live,
makes you realise how peace and serenity it wishes to give.
This cobbled street is something for everyone to see,
being alive and content it makes you feel.

there was this little corner, that was calling me,
there are no regrets but oodles of joy that now fills me.

 this was the little experience of that cobbled street.

Thursday, March 1, 2012

Going back in time.

So I was at the Stirling Castle north of Scotland, in the distance I could  see the William Wallace monument, I look down  I see on the right a graveyard, on the left a bridge, in the distance hills and rough terrain. Very nice. Modern signs put up to show what is where with the names and the significance. Good to know.

Then I saw a carved flat rock, placed on a hill through the graveyard, no signs pointing to it and sitting there unnoticed. I became very curious as to what that was, was it someone's tombstone or was it something else, it looked quite rough on its four sides just the top was flat, so I went towards it climbed up the small hill and stood next to the rock, what I see there took me straight back in time.

Placed on top of the flat carved out rock was a round metal disc with carved out grooves showing north alongwith the exact features you see around you and in the distance. Like the William Wallace camp on the north, unexplored hills on the east, a battle ground that was marked in the South west. What I was seeing is exactly what the king and warriors were seeing when exploring the far off lands, planning battle strategies. It shut me off and high on top of this hill apart from a highway in a distance I could see no modern structures, just far off unexplored hills, castle, battleground, I got a quite intense and strong feeling that I was back in time and exactly how they must have felt in the era. It was quite an experience nothing very significant but the feeling was overwhelming.


This is a very short and concise experience I am sharing here, as it is your imagination that will make this interesting; visualising this in your mind will help in understanding what I mean.

Monday, February 20, 2012

मेरी ऑफिस की राह मैं | (walking towards office)

शाम का वक़्त करीबन ५ बजे हमेशा की तरह मैं ऑफिस की और निकल पड़ा, तेज म्यूजिक कानो मैं और अपनी ही दुनिया मैं मस्त। करीबन २० - २५ मिनट लगते हैं मुझे अपनी ऑफिस मैं पहुचने के लिए ।

आसान और दिनभर की घटनाए को मेरे विचारों के साथ मिलाते हुए इस जगह आप लोगों के साथ बाटने मैं मुझे आनंद मिलता हैं। खैर चालों वापस मेरी ऑफिस की और।

घर से जब निकलता हूँ , सामने ही एक बड़ा बाग़ पड़ता हैं और काफी सारे लोग अपने बच्चों के साथ खेलते कूदते नजर आते हैं दूसरी और नजर डालते हुए बगल मैं मंदिर पड़ता हैं और काफी सारे लोग शाम की आरती के लिए तैयार दिखते हैं, ग्लासगो की ख़ास बात यह हैं की जान या पहचान की ज़रुरत नहीं होती और एक दुसरे को ख़ुशी भरी मुस्कुराहट देने का रिवाज हैं। ऑफिस की और निकलते ही.. जब इतनी अच्छी शुरुवात हों  तब आगे का सफ़र भी अच्छा लगने लगता हैं, आलस जैसे गायब हो जाती हैं। दूसरी ख़ास बात यह हैं की अपने देश से इतनी दूर होते हुए भी यहाँ कें लोग पराया महसूस नहीं होने देते हैं। मैं अब ५ मिनट अपनी घर से दूर हूँ और इसे मैं 'विचार पथ' का नाम देता हूँ क्योंकि मुझे सबसे ज्यादा विचार और राइ देने का दिल इस ५ मिनट मैं करता हैं।

अब मैं अपने तीसरे गाने मैं पहुच चूका हूँ मतलब करीबन पंधरा मिनट हो चुके हैं घर से निकलते, इस भाग के सफ़र को मैं 'दान पथ' नाम देता हूँ । पीले , लाल और हरे कमीज मैं दिखने वाले लोग चारों और फैल चुके होते हैं, राह मैं चलने वाले लोगों को रोकते हैं और अपनी अपनी संस्थाओं को दान देने का प्रस्ताव करते हैं | इस वक़्त मुझे अपनी स्कूल के दिन याद आते है क्यूंकि बचपन मैं जैसे मास्टरजी से बचने के लिए हम आख नहीं मिलाना चाहते वैसे ही इन संस्थाओं के लोगों से बचने के लिए हम तरह तरह के हथकंडे अपनाते हैं, कई लोग फ़ोन पे होने का दिखावा करते हे , कई लोग जल्दी मैं होने का दिखावा करते हैं और मैं उनकी तरफ चलता हूँ और उनको कहता हूँ की पहले मैं एक बंधे से बात कर चूका हूँ और पतली गली से सटक जाता हूँ ।


अब मैं अपने तीसरे और आखरी पढाव पे हूँ ऑफिस से १० मिनट की दूरी पे और इसे मैं ' मॉडल पथ ' नाम देता हूँ  इस आखरी पढाव मैं कई उतार चढ़ाव हैं और मेरे सबसे पसंदीदा गाने इस समय आते हैं । कई सारे चौराहे भी पड़ते हैं तोह इस समय गाने के भावनाओ को मद्दे नजर रखते हुए मैं बिलकुल किसी फिल्म के हीरो या किसी सुपर हीरो की तरह महसूस करता हूँ और चौराहे किसी रैम्प वाल्किंग जैसे पार करना और जैसे दुनिया मेरी हैं ऐसे महसूस करना बिलकुल ख़ुशी महसूस करता हूँ। क्या करे आप सोच रहे होंगे की भाई यह का मतलब हुआ लेकिन जोह लोग अपने पसंदीदा गाने पे होते हैं और रास्ते मैं चलते हैं उनको बिलकुल समाज आ गया होगा की मेरे कहने का मतबल क्या हैं ।


अब मैं ऑफिस के द्वार पे (पहुच चूका हूँ, पास निकालो , फ़ोन बंद करो , आईपॉड को बैग मैं डालो और चले जाओ भीतर।


यह मेरी ऑफिस का सफ़र हैं , कोई भी ख़ास बात नहीं  हैं इसमें, कोई मतलब निकालने की कोशिश भी मत करना, जैसे मैने पहले कहा था...... 


......आसान और दिनभर की घटनाए को मेरे विचारों के साथ मिलाते हुए इस जगह आप लोगों के साथ बाटने मैं मुझे आनंद मिलता हैं