country roads took me home...

Family is family.
You don’t have to call them up and ask if they are free for you, weekday or weekends, they are always there, wanting to be with you, and you always want to be with them too.

It’s never a need based relationship, you aren’t important to each other because any of you is alone and bla bla... they are important without a reason.
Their love is unconditional and they don’t keep looking for a reason why you love them so much.

They never judge you, they never have to, they know you and love you just the same.
And the best part...after a good or bad or whatever day together, they will still be there the next morning when you get up, making you feel important and wanted, without even trying.

That’s what certain friends and my folks are to me...people who love me beyond reason and add some worth to my life.
And so I went home :)

Went home when I could have gone on a nice holiday, done what I like to do the most-travelling.

But family was on my mind. Feeling the love and importance once again was on my mind. And so I took the next flight home and surprised everybody. Was definitely a great feeling seeing so many genuine smiles.

Life makes a lot more sense there. I think it’s because of people who know I’m theirs forever and vice-versa.

I don’t know why am I thinking of this particular scene from “The Shawshank Redemption” where Morgan Freeman after serving a prison sentence for 40 years wants to go back to the prison because he thinks his life makes more sense back there.

Well I have no intention of staying at home because it makes more sense there. In fact I love my life here in Mysore, it makes a little sense too!

And it will be really nice if my life makes sense wherever I go.

On that note herez wishing you all a happy year ahead, filled with many many happy family days, with or without them :)
>:D<

mere desh mein...

Just saw a brilliant ad on TV which had this jingle saying...”mere desh mein paisa sirf paisa nahi hai”- in my country, money is not just money, it means a lot more to my countrymen.
People throw coins in rivers and make wishes, old women use money to ward off evil eye, villagers use coins to make ornaments, men wear garlands of notes on their weddings, and for the rest money is the best gift!! A sign of love, the brightest jewel, the sweetest dream, or just an auspicious sign-the perfect blessing!

This ad by ING Corporate managed to strike a chord simply because it has captured the essence of our country just perfectly. Even the smallest of things matter to people here. We attach a lot of emotion to everything we do. We hold our values very close to our hearts and also strive hard to keep them alive and pass them on to our future generations.

I’ve come across so many people till now and almost 9 out of 10 want to marry a person who they think will be able to pass on the right values to their children. I’m not really sure why exactly is it important to them but it definitely does a huge deal of good to a country of more than one billion people where losing your identity is as easy as losing another cell-phone.

Looking at how our politicians use culture to divide people, one might wonder if it is really important to know your roots, only to realise later how well it differentiates you from other people. But at the same time, what we can definitely not doubt is the fact that it’s our consciousness of our respective cultures, which gives us this immense sense of belonging to our land and the strength to fight for our right to a safe and peaceful life here. It is this very emotional attachment to all little things we do that tells us- this land is our home and not just another house.

There are a lot of things to be angry about in our country, but when I see even a handful of people stand against all the wrong, it fills with me with so much hope and optimism, that I refuse to acknowledge the harm already done, because if not for all that, we wouldn’t have met the best in and amongst us.

all we needed was love!!

Feeling terribly lonely today...for no reason at all...okay some reason .

Pal bhar ke liye koi hume pyar kar le...jhootha hi sahi??? nayyyy!!!

"Perspective is a luxury when your head is constantly buzzing with a swarm of demons" - The Kite Runner

taking account...may be.

image credits

Last weekend I saw ‘Dasvidania’, and since then a particular scene from the movie hasn’t left my mind. It has planted itself in my brain, forcing me to take account of my life.

The story is of a guy, played by Vinay Pathak, who is going to die in three months and he realises he still hasn’t done anything worthwhile and how he finally makes sure he does certain things he always wanted to and says a happier goodbye to the world!!

In one of the last scenes, he is shown sitting in his balcony with his brother, telling him about how he bought that house thinking he would come back home every day from office and sit in that balcony-sipping tea, enjoying the view , cherishing life...but ended up doing all those things “not even once”!!
All he did in that balcony was dry clothes and all he could ever see was stains on those clothes.

It’s simply not strange anymore seeing people talk about how they lost time chasing dreams or just sailing with the tides in their lives. Almost everybody I know talks about how they let life pass them by and did not enjoy the simpler things in life.

And there is me, who doesn’t have anything to chase right now, and even though there are lots of reasons to smile in my life, and no joys wasted, I just don’t have an account of anything. I have no idea what/where/when did I gain or lose from anything that ‘happened’ to me.

I am happy but life is still passing me by. It’s definitely not the way I would want it to be. I want a plan and I want to know I succeeded in making it true. I don’t want to call things which have just happened to me on their own, ‘achievements’ anymore. I want to know what I want to do next and work hard for it.

Right now my company knows more about what they want from me and how they are gonna get it. Good for them!! But I want to be the one to determine what will I do and how. Only then will it be any good for me.

Well right now I can’t help but think of my dad, who in my opinion, has no regrets at all. Even though he did not choose his line of work, but he made sure he had his own goals even there and did not let his work dictate his life. All that he learnt added to the person he is today. Also never did he miss out on any of the small joys that came his way and always lived life to the fullest.

He has been a dedicated and involved father, always aware of what was happening in his children’s lives, making sure he was doing everything possible to make our lives better. I couldn’t have asked for anything more/better.

Even if I manage to be half as successful as him in life, I’ll consider my life worthwhile.
Prayers.