Fate and Destiny!

Time and again we complain about our luck and so many of us crib and cry about accepting what life throws at us.

We complain and crib and complain some more .

Smallest of things are enough to spoil our mood and take us in a loop of depression.

Today I would like to share one such story of ill-fate and how it was accepted with so much positivity. The story is a familiar one but the thought process it portrays is what I would like to draw attention towards.

Remember the Story of Lord Ram’s Vanvaas.

King Dashrath had consulted his ministers and decided to announce Ram as the new King the following day, he wished to retire and acceed the throne to Ram his eldest son and the most eligible one at that.

Having learnt this Ram was content however it was fate that had other plans.

As we all know King Dashrath bound by his oath to Queen kaikayi sent Ram away for 14 years.

Imagine Ram’s plight and mindset in that situation.

What does one do in such a circumstance , the public wanted him as their King , the ministers had approved, Dashrath had approved but alas destiny had other plans.

When we look at Ramayana today after learning the complete story it seems like a logical step to go away since we know its pivotal and crucial for the death of Raavan however in that moment and in that instance Ram did not know this, Sita did not know , the entire public of Ayodhya did not know. No one knew it.

Think about this, in a few hours he was to be crowned as the king and now was asked to leave for the forest with a ascetic’s life for 14 long years.

When Laxman came to know about this he suggested a solution he said let us take our father King Dashrath captive. As a prisoner you wont have ro follow his orders anymore and after the coronation we can release him. 

Thus his Oath to Mata Kaikayi can be bypassed on account of him being powerless.

But this is Ram we are talking about he had to set an example for the generations to come, not for nothing he is called Maryada Purushottam.

He said to Laxman “I have not done anything that might remotely hurt Maa Kaikayi ever and yet she has wished for something that has brought me to this juncture in my life. There seems to be greater forces at play. 

Fate has something in store for me which I will not be able to comprehend if I do not follow this path, its only logical that I follow this path which is to determine my destiny and so I will accept the Vanvaas”

In this one decision Ram taught us about fate and its power, we all know what happens next and how Ramayana played out further. 

How many of us accept our undesired outcomes with such openness and such gratitude.

Let us understand he did not do things because he was God , he became God because of his actions.

Jai Shree Ram 🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻

P.S.: its Ram and not Rama , translation from Sanskrit to English has fated this mistake 😝

Moving ahead with past

Watching some of the old videos while sitting and doing nothing makes me realize the memories from the past are still so fresh. It has suddenly made me so nostalgic that I am starting to feel will I ever get to live that life again.

I sit here on this crowded street by the lake and wonder if ever I can get a chance again to be in the hostel with my room mates and once again if we could play the song " yamla pagla deewana" and dance to its tunes as if there is nobody watching and as if it doesn't matter if anybody may be watching.

I clearly remember , what we only cared for then is to dance and make a good video which we could later upload on YouTube, today when I just happened to come across it , all of it just hit me back.
I want to go back to my hostel just for a day, to my flat and I want to feel the life and I want to treasure it, the feeling somehow has so strongly gripped me that I wonder if I will ever be able to come out of it.
I have a good life now but I just feel like I want to relive all those moments. I deeply miss my hostel and the 2 of my best years I spent in SBS.
Only I know how much I would give to just relive one day in the exact same conditions and with exact same people.
However when I just come out of the nostalgia. I realize its of the past and what I have now is because of my glorious past, if I keep going back and dreaming of it I might not have such a great future.
Going forward
New role heading off to kolkata , bigger pay checks, bigger responsibilities , independent lifestyle, more work, more stress, this is what I have to worry about now. But I still wonder will all this give me the kind of memories my past has given me, coz when I made those memories I never once thought , I just had fun and I had lots of it and here I am on the street by the lake side sitting and wondering if I am making any memories.
I guess only time can answer that.

P.S.:Once you have resigned you don't really give a damn about work.
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On the highway

After a quick dinner of peculiar junk food and some other stupid pickup foods felt very hungry at night...specially because of late night train to the native...shifting from s11 to s3 was a tough task considering the number of people traveling without ticket...

Finally at Jhalki the upma ...aahhh the pleasure and the tea was just wow...good enuf to make me drool and write over it...
And making me realize how we miss out appreciating these small things in life...without which our life could most certainly be nothing worth living for...

A small cup of tea....the data connection on your fone....whatsapp for instance...have you ever given a thought as to how convenient our life is today and why it is?...

Anyways...the tea was amazing and so I had to click the pic...maybe someday I will be remembering it over another cup of tea and tell a tale to my partner who will soon be a part of me in every small detail which ever will be.
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Mumbai- Seems strange

The city that never sleeps but what if I wanted to sleep

The life is so fast paced but what if I wanted it to go slow

A great career and professional life but what about personal life

A real challenge for the beginners and what then

A life full of commitments to others and no time for oneself

The trains the rush the crowd the madness the rains it’s all relentless

But I need time..i need to slow down..i want to feel..i want to enjoy

I want to live again

So little did I know it back then when I had left Mumbai 2 years ago for my high profile MBA at a premier college, I had always thought of it as going from Mumbai “the city” to Pune “the not so city” and also felt that I come from a better city with better life, now 2 years hence I find myself back in my Big City and yet somehow everything seems so out of place..

2 months since I am back here and the initial façade of being back has died down so now when I sit down and think about it I somehow miss pune. Soo I am thinking of paying it a visit soon

I want to live those memories again some time soon, Pune i am coming soon

P.S.: The Job seems to be taking it’s toll .. I feel insane 

Shifting Bases....With a confused will...

THE MONKEY MOMENT

WHY DO WE CHANGE....WHY DO WE HAVE TO MAKE ADJUSTMENTS....SOMETIMES FOR THE GOOD.....SOMETIMES FOR THE BAD.....AND SOMETIMES JUST FOR THE CHANGE ITSELF....
DOESN'T MATTER IF YOU WANT TO OR YOU DO NOT WANT TO....
YOU HAVE TO CHANGE FOR THE CHANGE ITSELF.....

WATER ON PANTS

THE CHANGE IS IMMINENT.....AND THE BEST PART ABOUT IT IS YOU DONT KNOW IF YOU ARE HAPPY OR NOT.....YOU JUST WANT TO DO IT......YOU ARE TOOO MESSED UP.....AND YOU ARE SUPER SAD FOR CHANGING.....BUT AT THE SAME TIME YOU ARE EXCITED.....AND YOU HAVE GOT BIG PLANS..... AND THERE IS NO LOOKING BACK....

IN ONE WORD YOU ARE "CONFUSED"....

MANKUUUU

LEAVING THE HOSTEL IS A BIG DECISION....I MEAN FOR ALL I KNOW....I WONT BE SEEING MY BED AGAIN FOR A LIFETIME....MY TABLE....MY CHAIR.....EVEYTHING IS BEING SNATCHED.....
BUT CHANGE AS THEY SAY IS LIFE RIGHT..??...
YOU CANT LOOK BACK....YOU MOVE AHEAD....THERE ARE NEW THINGS....
AND FOR THAT MATTER NEW BEDS AND NEWER TABLES....BUT SOMETIMES I ASK MYSELF....IS THIS WHAT IS LIFE??....
ALL ABOUT MATERIALS.....ONE GOES AND A NEW ONE COMES.....

DISGUISE TO ENTER GIRLS HOSTEL 

STAYING IN THE FLAT IS GOING TO BE A NEW EXPERIENCE....SURELY GIVEN THE GLADIATORS THAT WE ARE.....IT WILL BE FUN.....BUT I WILL MISS MY HOSTEL....
BUT ALL GOOD THINGS END....AND SOO WILL THIS.....





BUT LIFE....IT MOVES ON....FOR THE BETTER OR NOT ONLY FUTURE KNOWS....ALL WE CAN DO NOW.....IS ACCEPT THE CHANGE.....NO MATTER IF YOU ARE HAPPY OR SAD.....CHANGE HAS TO BE DONE....AND IT WILL BE DONE......  


  P.S.: MY NEW NOKIA E5 SIMPLY ROCKS...!!!

This one's for you...

This one's for you!!

Let's Share this World....my dear,

A Sky is for you ,

and the void is for mee...

A sea is for you.,

and the depths are for mee...

The flowers are for you,
and the thorns are for mee...

The clouds are for you,

and the mist is for mee...

The rain is for you.,

and the wetness is for mee...

The night is for you..,

and the coldness is for mee..

The shade is for you,

while the scorching sun for mee..
The wind is for you,
but the dust is for mee....

The snow for you..,
and the hails for mee..
The sunrise for you..,
while the sunset for mee..

The Rivers,the mountains,the grasslands,the nature..
Everything is for you...
But you..... you are for meee!!!

P.S.: I am going down...

THE SHACK

 As the sea engulfs the bright scorching sun into itz depths...the sun radiates itz last breath and a last hope for survival with orange and red sparks....with itz final struggle to come back to life....but however hard it tries it must come to an end....coz it is required for someone else at some other place....and so the battle ends and the sun always looses....this is wht happens each and eveyday.....and we humans call it the sunset....

There are few places in this world where you can capture this moment with stark reality and very less imagination....
it all just happens right before your eyes....
as if you have paid for the VIP tickets...
as if you were meant to be there...as if it was made and practiced just so that you could come and watch the show....

Itz Royal...itz Kingly...itz Lavish.....you are the Master and the whole universe is trying to put up a show for your entertainment....you gotta feel it to know wht i am talking about.....you feel for the looser...you do want him too loose...but you just want him to fight a lil bit more....
One such place has been

THE SHACK--GOA....

Guys trust me...sitting on a rest chair....with absolute bloody nothing else in mind...with the sea washing your feet....the sky putting up a show....with long puffs of the sacred flavours...and a very soothing health drink....

This is wer i hoped the time had stopped...

It was getting colder...and i was starting to feel lighter....the birds retreating seemed to be calling us.... We were 4 of us....or rather 5 of us.....3 of us could fly....and 2 of us wanted to fly....and so we did....yes my friends we flew...we talked to the birds...we went high up in the air.....we played with dem........and den we came back....though we did not want too...but it seemed dey did not want to play anymore...

They were afraid of the dark i guess...

But i was not...and i kept soaring...and finally i came back....safe and sound....back to my Kingly chair....

Der i was at my chair...relaxing and letting the waves treat mee....it was den i was approached by a few peasants..who wanted to make some art on my body....i tried to shoo them off initially...but they kept coming back....finally i gave in to one of them....who happily served mee....with the health drink in one hand and other hand being served...I felt like the NAWAB...

At that moment i looked at the sea and clapped for it...i said to it....

"nice show u put up...well done..!!"....

And it was happy....

As the evening grew...it became darker...we had to leave....but i did not want to go.....but then my countrymen needed mee....i was required....so i had to leave...

The richness and the aura...kept calling me back....it whispered in my ears....promised me that it will take me higher.....it will put up a bigger and better show next time.....come back it said....and i could only say....."i sure will....some other day....some other time".....and it kept calling...and it kept calling.....

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P.S.: Prakash...Prakhar....Kunal...and Sugandha....The shack has always been special for mee...thanks for being der to share it with me.....it wouldent have been the same without you...i hope to share it again with yall....some other day some other time....but that's a different story...