Detachment

The ebb and flow of life goes on endless and we are mute witnesses. Caught up in the daily grind of ambition, greed, love, sorrow, humour..........we forget to stop. We are so used to running, always trying to reach somewhere, that we never enjoy the present moment.

When you stopped at the signal today, did you notice the slum children playing within their fragile, insecure compound walls (at most times, no walls dividing their shanties from the street)? They are oblivious to the honking, screaming, abuses, petrol fumes and dust and pollution. Do you ever wish to live a few moments like that?

When you are going in and out of your society or just having a stroll on the lawns, have you observed your neighbour's children in the play area? According to the urban, civilised and educated thinking, this is the ideal play atmosphere, isn't it? Did your mind go back to those slum children?

Ideal or not, these kids have created their own world. They are unaware of the society's rules of wrong, right, just and unjust. They are living just this moment.

Do you really talk to your neighbours? Do you know who stays next to you? When you see that young couple, busy with work but going out on weekends, spending quality time together, laughing with their little kid, do you feel happy? Or do you remember all the various break-up stories and divorces you witnessed within your family and friends' circles?

How do you perceive the mundane scenes presented to you by the Universe? Have you even given it a thought?

Do you bother to question the reality around you? Are you aware of the wide Universe spread across existence? Are you concerned about the people around you?

There is this one chance at living that we all have.

Say hello to people you meet daily. It is not a big effort.

Maintain those hobbies. Don't sacrifice them for all those so called noble reasons. Keep the music of your life alive. Attachments are all good, but not to such an extent that you stop living.

Go out with your buddies. Go to crazy places. Have a crazy time. Now is the time to do this. Would you have the capacity for adventures when you have accumulated a lot of money and retirement has given you free time?

We have this mad perception that extra work hours spell hard work and loyalty. NONSENSE!
First of all, if you are doing overtime daily, you are insulting your colleagues who finish their work during regular office hours and go home to provide time to their families. Secondly, you are neglecting yourself and your loved ones.
Finish your work within the regular work hours. Stop encouraging the robotic, zombified, workaholic culture which is being worshiped these days.

Take some pride in yourself. Your surroundings. Your city. Your Nation. Your culture. Stop being so critical about everything. Be compassionate. Be positive. Every culture has it's quirks, but that makes us unique from the rest. Learn to be proud of your roots.

Strive to make a difference. Become aware and create awareness. We all take care of our private lives and responsibilities. That doesn't mean we should stop bothering about our surroundings.

Learn to detach yourself from personal duties. Your Soul is not made to entangle itself in this mirage of life. This is a temporary phase and your Soul has to move on to higher planes of existence. Why punish yourself by getting deeply involved with all the sorrows and fatigue?
Do your duties, but learn detachment. Live, laugh, enjoy but stay detached.



Yes, we all are breathing. We exist. But we should learn to live. Life is about being one with this Universe. Being aware of a higher purpose.

Life is meant to be lived. Fully. Selflessly. Happily.

Reflections of a sick leave

So, you are unwell since a couple of days. You are on sick leave. You are resting, as the doctor ordered you to stay at home. But the mind doesn't want to rest. It keeps going on free-flight, either worrying about personal things or about work issues.

Best thing to do. Distract yourself.

I have been watching some TV series on you tube. Some movies, English and Hindi. Listening to some music. And sleeping a lot.

This particular sickness has given me a lot to think. I am brooding, planning, re-considering a lot of decisions. My phone has been beeping with various types of messages (text, email, whatsapp etc) and I am not bothered enough to get up and check who is trying to contact me. This solitary reflection is more important.

So, when you analyse and reflect on the current situation of your life, your future goals, how much has been achieved (or discarded) as per previous plans - basically take a critical view of your current life - are you really happy?

I don't think anybody is completely happy with their achievements at all times. I am not. But I am still satisfied with my current life. Up-to a large extent. There is a lot more to be done. The journey is not over yet. There is a long way to go.

Overall, it is a gloomy evening today. Time to self analyse, criticize and plan ahead. No, this is not a happy prospect. Today, the mind wants to wander into practicalities and not dreams. So be it.

Roadies and Reality

Now that was some episode. Sonel is finally out. Ab bache sirf 2. I think Nihal should win. If he wasn’t a deserving Roadie, he wouldn’t have made it so far. Ashutosh survived because no one took him as a serious threat. Yeda banke peda kha raha tha. Now its time for him to leave. The voted out Roadies are all bad losers. They just keep abusing each other and the ones who went ahead. Yes, this season is real nasty. But frankly, who gave Vikrant the right to call Sonel a retard? If he is so smart, why didn’t he utilize the second chance that he was given. He was called back. What happened? Nihal put him in his right place. Literally. And Anmol and Shambhavi just keep shouting about Nihal abusing girls. Isn’t there a limit to a guy’s patience. You just keep using him for your own gain and expect him to keep his mouth shut all the time? No way. I am on his side. I mean, these girls are simply silly. They make comments on each other’s looks and clothing and God only knows what else. Inko kisne Roadie banaya, bhai? They should join the Teen Divas next door. The same thing keeps happening there.

This week’s episode of Teen Diva was fun. The girls were judged on their intelligence and knowledge. And most of them proved that they are only good at posing. I didn’t have anything to do on my Sunday, so I watched what happens on Teen Diva. Trust me; I am not watching these silly girls again.

Now I am waiting for the last episode of Roadies. Wanna see what happens next. Nihal should win. He truly deserves it. There’s a new show coming up. Something called Splitsvilla. I’ll check the first episode. Right now it doesn’t sound all that interesting.

There is nothing to watch on TV on weekends. There was a time when all the good programmes used to be shown on Sundays. Now, we have the same movies, same stupid serials. Some of these reality shows are good. But not all of them. TV channels should do something about re-inventing programmes. Else, very soon there will be no viewers. I would rather hire or borrow or buy a DVD and watch it. At least I like what I am watching and nobody is force feeding the content to me.

Once this season of Roadies is over, it’ll be a little boring. I hope they start the new season soon. I also hope that the Splitsvilla thingy is good. If it is, maybe I’ll have something to look forward to on Sunday.

The best way to pass your Sunday is to read. If I don’t like anything, I just start reading. That reminds me, I should get a good bookshelf made once I am done moving into the new house. I hate shifting houses. God please give me a permanent abode in this junglee city. Please give some buddhi to these builders. Please tell them to let us buy houses which fall within our budget. Please God, please do something about all the greedy builders. They don’t let us live in peace.

This week I will find a good house and move into it with ease. Amen.

Saturday Moody and Crazy

Good day to start a new blog. Saturday. No work to do. People like me can’t even sit idle. What do you do with your spare time and pretend to be very busy? Open a new Word Doc. Start typing your new blog post. Everyone around you thinks you are creating a new business proposal for the client.

A cartoon dog wearing shades peeps at me from my pen-stand as if it knows what I am up to. I am ignoring the pooch. There’s no one available on chat, too. How can people be so busy on a Saturday? And I actually thought that I am the only unfortunate person who doesn’t have Saturdays off. Sigh!

The pooch is smirking.

The bad part of working on a Saturday is that I miss the Roadies show. I have to watch the repeat telecast on Sunday. I don’t mind. Ab bache sirf 3. I think Ankita (Simran) was quite stupid. She had a chance to vote-out anybody. ANYBODY. And she decided to stick to her bike!! I can’t wait to see what happens today. Hope they have a late night telecast.

Who should I bad-mouth on my blog? It’s a fashion nowadays. Aamir Khan does it. The Big B does it. Maybe I should write about my colleagues. Who should it be? Maybe, Ms. Attitude……or Mr. Stare-your-eyeballs-out……..or Mr. Gossip-gossip. I can feel horns growing out my temples. “Too much of Devilish influence will be around at your workplace today.” I should have read my tarot forecast for today. But I never read it. Maybe now I should.

So much blah-blah going on inside my head. I guess that’s how people write blah-blah on their blogs. Good way to vent out. Can’t tolerate the decibel levels inside your head? Write a blog. Don’t have anything to do at work? Write a blog. Pooch with shades doing a jiggy on your desk? Abuse him on the blog.

So, what are you doing on your blog? Jig-jig-jig-jigga-jigga-jig. What am I doing on a blog? I wanna jig-jig-jig-jigga-jigga-jig. So I am gonna dance with the pooch in shades doing Jig-jig-jig-jigga-jigga-jig