To the men who taught me to believe in God…

i thank god really…for the day he brought these two people on earth…

i believe, have always believed, that we all have a purpose in life, both ours and others. i don’t know the purpose of my life yet, but i do know what purpose i have in some people’s lives (perhaps)…some though, not all.

i feel great to have loved God differently each day of my life…more than yesterday and less than tomorrow. miles to go before i sleep…that’s what i am reminded of because my belief and faith are going to increase ten fold by the time it’s twilight. and for all this…i thank two people…two very beautiful people who entered at different times but perhaps will never exit from my life ever…

one taught me to believe in God. i used to be an idiot…begging for every small little thing: “bhagwaan ji, aaj ye dedo…kal se aise kar dena…mujhe ye chahiye toh bass chahiye”…like a child throwing tantrums. no wonder they never worked 😛 . but, he taught me the sheer importance of the profound presence in our lives. he taught me the way to pray, to not always ask for things but always give away as the highest form of prayer, to say “God, i have done this for him. please make sure that the concerned person is happy if he deserves to be”. “dete jaao…as much as u are capable of” rest will be taken care of. i owe my present self to that great human being. God is not the machine that grants wishes. thank God that God has editing powers over our prayers :):)…warna kuber ka khazana bhi khali ho jaata.

God is the driving force behind our existence. do not keep asking him for things. he will give u what u deserve even without u asking for it, without fail. u may forget him but he will always remember you…in short, he introduced me to God.

the other one. equally beautiful. equally equally equally..everything. he came when, i will never forget. he will go? never i think…some people live beyond existence. they are of them. beyond the limits of time. moving on…he taught me what i gain by being spiritual in some small, minute little corner of my soul. he reminded me the sheer beauty of believing in God (strengthened actually…i never forgot it in the first place). he showed me how u fall in love with yourself all over again when you have faith in him…on a lighter note, he made me realize my appreciation of spirituality as the most appealing of all attributes that mortal people can harbor, as the most valuable part of the soul. he reminded me how things become easy when we have unfailing faith in Him.

apne liye toh sab karte hain…dil khol ke karte hain. kisi aur ke liye kuch karne mein jo mazaa hai, not there in anything else in the world…in short, he made me like myself more than before by showing what it feels to do something for someone…because that is exactly when we do something for God, kinda simplifying his work(euphemism for altruism).

there are many people who add immense beauty to my life…these two are among the few who have taught me to appreciate that beauty, to behold the colors of the rainbow called life…eternally thankful to you(if u are reading it).

Teachings…

you teach me to laugh…..you teach me to cry
you teach me to live…..you teach me to die

you teach me to love with all my heart
you teach me to hate with all my love

the limits of the sky…..the depth of the sea
you teach me to be..everything i want to be

the constant struggle…the never ending troubles
‘ go beyond the vistas..m there if u wobble’

you teach me the value…of failed expectations
you teach me the profoundness..of ideal inspirations

but most of all..u teach my life
it needs to be lived to the full size
you teach me so much..it brings in humility
it brings in respect…joy and humanity

….i thank all those people in my life who have taught me something or the other..this is for u guys…

Happy Teacher’s Day

Teachers' Day

Disclaimer: Some of the below aren’t my words. But it all said ‘anonymous’!

The word “GURU” is untranslatable. Neither the word ‘teacher’ nor the word ‘master’ has the beauty. In fact, the phenomenon of the word is so intrinsically Indian that no other language can translate it. In Sanskrit, ‘Gu’ means ‘darkness’ and ‘Ru’ means the one who dispels it. Thus, Guru literally means “The Light”

The grace of the Guru is like an ocean. If we come with a cup, we will get a cupful. There is no use of complaining about the niggardliness of the ocean. The bigger the vessel, the more we can carry.

It is said that teachers are those who confer immortality to us lesser mortals, in the name of knowledge, through their wisdom. I could not agree less…teachers are like stones cast into the pool of time. Though they themselves may disappear, their ripples extend to eternity. That is why it is said, “If you plan for a year, plant a seed. If you plan for ten years, plant a tree. If you plan for hundred years, teach the people. When you sow a seed once, you reap a single harvest. When you teach people, you will reap a hundred harvests.”

These are some of my favorite lines that I dedicate to every teacher who has made a lasting impact on my life – “We owe you a debt we try to repay but never quite succeed. For you believed in us and had hopes for us. You flung wide doors for us and hoped we will get through. Most of us have drifted into very ordinary paths. The ones you showed seemed quite uphill..the end very distant at times. But whenever we succeed in anything, however small it might be, we smile toward you. It may not be the fabulous bouquet we meant for you. But take these lesser flowers”.

Thank you for being there. We are because you are.

The About Life Thing

life isn’t about keeping yr score. it’s not about how many people call you and it’s not about whom you have dated, are dating or haven’t dated at all. it isn’t about who you have kissed, what sport you play or which guy or girl likes you. it’s not about your shoes or your hair or the color of your skin or where you live or go to school. in fact, it’s not about grades, money, clothes or colleagues that accept you or not. life isn’t about if you have lots of friends or if you are alone, and it’s not about how accepted or unaccepted you are. life just isn’t about that……

but life is about who you love and who you hurt. it’s about how you feel about yourself. it’s about trust, happiness and compassion. it’s about sticking up for your friends and replacing inner hate with love. life is about avoiding jealousy, overcoming ignorance, and building confidence. it’s about what you say and what you mean. it’s about seeing people for who they are and not what they have. most of all, life is about choosing to use your life to touch someone else’s in a way that could have never been achieved otherwise. these choices are what life is about.
“LIFE IS ABOUT THE CHOICES WE MAKE”
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My Soul..

her smile makes my day beautiful,

her laughter makes my music…

her beauty makes my heart

her being makes my life…..

to the woman who taught me the meaning of selfless love…

you add beauty to my life just by breathing, just by being yourself. every smile that you smile makes me happy beyond ecstasy, every laughter that u laugh is music to my heart, every little emotion of yours is all i live for…your happiness is all i pray for….

i may not always be the company u crave for but i could happily slip to non-existence for you…just for the moment so that i can always watch over you..making sure u are safe or not

i may not always be the person you want to talk to but i could remain silent forever just to listen to your heartbeat….

i may not always be the person whose pain pains you..but your pain and tear have the immense power of tarnishing me to pieces without a scratch

i may not always be the person you miss and hug..but i always want to hug you when you come back from work…i always miss you the very moment you leave me….

i may not be the person you love much..but you are more than just my love..my existence…you are my soul to me…

i may not always have the courage to tell you any of this ever..but whenever i look up to you, this is all i wish i could say…i wish i could hug you and say…how much i love you…how much you mean to me…coz you are my soul

The way of Loving…

saturday means chaos and crowd and the unbearable stench of sweat…particularly for those who have no options left but to use the metro between the 9:30 to 10 am window…one cannot and should not expect anything other than sweaty people and smelly armpits(yuck!!!!)…but surprises come in all sizes and suddenness..

today was saturday..so i saw all of the above…the best undoubtedly was the surprise part…in the midst of all the pushing and shoving a pretty lady was standing quite unabashed…peacefully talking and beautifully smiling to the person infront of her..strangely she was in the middle of all the dhakka yet quite away from it…just because the guy with her was keeping her out of harm’s way…standing in such a way that all of it came to him…and she was simply left to enjoy her journey..and it showed on her face

as if he was drawing a boundary wall around her…and it reminds me how unconditional people can be when it comes to actually loving the people they love..we get confused often “how to make people feel special…how to show what we feel” when it really isn’t necessary….when it comes from within, it gets reflected outside effortlessly…its not just about a guy-girl relationship…

loving anyone becomes very easy when you do it from the heart, expect nothing in return..and just let go…that’s where the best way..the selfless way of loving comes in…

Miles to go before I sleep…

these lines belong to “stopping by woods on a snowy evening” by ‘robert frost’…well the whole of it quite awesome so here is it-

“whose woods these are i think i know,

his house is in the village though,

he will not see me stopping here

to watch his woods fill up with snow.


my little horse must think it queer,

to stop without a farmhouse near,

between the woods and frozen lake

the darkest evening of the year.


he gives his harness bells a shake,

to ask if there is some mistake,

the only other sound’s the sweep

of easy wind and downy flake.


the woods are lovely dark and deep,

but i have promises to keep,

and miles to go before i sleep

and miles to go before i sleep”….