Are You Angry Enough To Read This ?

A heartfelt piece , describing the emotional tsunamis of a person whose waves of love keeps hitting the rocks , and never reaches the shore .

Words engage in mental karate to describe the state of mind of a person whose care goes unnoticed . When this happens repeatedly, the love for a person wears the dangerous cloak of anger with ego, prestige , self respect , 'need to be in control' attitude as its buttons .  The person who we care gets so emotionally numb sometimes because they may have been triggered by someone else and they end up being stubborn to such an extent they wont allow other people in their life to care for them . Their own experiences of their care not being received make them a victim of circumstance ahead of us , just like how we are now turning into . Beyond a certain threshold we lose the drive to care for that person which in the long run proves very costly for the relationship. Poisonous words get darted towards each other and feelings that were lying deep beneath get ejected out in ugly words at the most imperfect moments. Tensions arise and in the worst scenarios , we end up physically assaulting each other . To love someone beyond all these struggles makes you strong at a whole different level . Caring is not wrong or foolish. To be angry is a temporary state of mind but to care for someone is the country of the heart . You just cant afford to go into that state of mind when you lose the heart's purpose. The love that first triggered you to care for a person , ensure their well being , accept their imperfections should never fade and must constantly emanate from within . Yes , our actions and intentions may not have been well received ,. But  , ask yourself this - Is the context important or the person ?

Is it important to prove that you are right or is the person important . Anger takes over at the speed of light  , while care is just wearing its boots . It is of absolute importance for one to never give in to anger , in the pretext of caring . Caring doesn't mean controlling a person . It doesn't mean you should make them listen to your orders of care . To care about a person means , to accommodate the person wholly with all their tantrums . To accept all their rejections of sympathy though internally they yearn for it so much . It takes a very refined person with a heightened sense of maturity to control their wheels of emotions . These are the people that end up protecting their relationships and silently earn the chaste love of the people in their life . During all these trials , the mountain of emotions massively weighs us down . It is indeed a perfectly understandable thing when our anger roars in fury until it has seen its pound of flesh . Best part about this ? All things living experience a timeout phase. Even a spent lion , attains tranquility when its dear deer is beyond reach . Try to be this lion. When the anger whistle blares next time , wait for it to subside completely before you do anything majorly irreversible.  Some people , especially the ones that are closest to us, are the ones that make us lose our temper the most. It gets to boiling point when they say you don't care about them , or when they end up doing all things good for you but never allow you to do the same to them. It sounds so unfair and uncontrollable when you love a person so much but still the anger to forget all the love for them tempts you crazily. Who doesn't go through all these emotions ? You do . I do. We all do. But we all need each other at the end of the day .

This heartfelt piece is written exclusively to make us all relate with each other , with all the emotions we go through. We are not exclusively punished as we like to think . Life treats us all equally. It pinches us all impartially and kisses us all unabashedly. In the end , it gets better. It always does. Trust the power of time and don't forsake your flashes of love. These tiny sparks only keep the light of your relationship so that you can see each other's face brimming with the glow of love. You make no wrong stops in this amazing journey of yours. Everything happens for a reason and everything is tied with the threads of destiny. If you have been angry enough to have read this , now you are prepared enough to remove that cloak of yours . Whoever it was, that person who your brain once deemed worthy enough to be trusted and loved , is still indeed fit enough to be loved and cared . If you trust your brain good enough that it doesn't make bad people decisions , you should now trust your heart good enough to rekindle the engine to generate the love you have for that person . You have the strength in you , the depth in you and the intelligence . We all do. Take your time. But , take the first step whenever you are ready and resume things the way they were before all the mess happened .   

Life is one glorious mess indeed . 

The Crow and the Pigeon's Egg - A Saturday Morning that I will never forget.

Story of a fine Saturday morning that choked me up with the Brutal reality of Life.

I have never regretted coming over to my balcony for a regular stretch than that day . It was a fine Saturday morning with the Sun making his ritualistic escalation up the azure skies with his orange hues. I heard the usual caw caws of the crows , who are trained to expect some food in the neighbors' terrace around that time. Courtesy me . I have a separate box of biscuits for my caw-caw friends and I had just thrown the biscuits . But something caught  my eye. I usually see the crows making a bee line for the biscuits as they start flying down to peck on the biscuits in some random hierarchy . I used to enjoy the sight as they gobble up the crisps and fly away. Gives me a soul satisfying emotion. 

This one day, a certain Raven crow ( totally black one , more ferocious and energetic breed of crow ) didn't scour on the biscuits but rather made a detour that made my heart skip a beat. A certain pigeon couple had been guarding their prized egg all these days, in their humble stick nest , up in the chimney hole in the opposite building. I used to chuckle to myself when I see the bird's egg , thinking if it will be a male pigeon or a female pigeon and what they will be naming the newest member. This raven crow, surprised not just me , a human being but also the set of other crows who were treating themselves to my humble treat . It went straight to the nest, picked up the ill fated small white egg of the pigeon couple and made one landing in the terrace compound and then sensing some huge awkward vibes from a human and other crows ,it went to a nearby coconut tree to feast on the protein bar it just secured.

I literally a blurted out 'Ada Rama' ( Read : Good Lord , Holy Heavens ) as I helplessly exchanged glances with the other crows. The pigeon couple came back after a while only to notice an empty nest. It set my thoughts in a Whirlpool of Good vs Bad reasoning. Will I judge the raven crow for having eaten up the cherished baby egg of those pigeons or Should i empathize with it , for it's hunger was beyond limits that day and my biscuits wouldn't have been enough , and the other crows had to eat something but at the same time, it needed to satisfy it's own hunger, or..... show human sympathy on the pigeons forgetting all the logic , giving 0 benefits to the Crows.  How can I blame the crow for feasting on this egg ? Unlike humans,  the alleged lesser intelligent living creatures of Earth won't do food experiments and will not eat anything outside it's prescribed food palate. After all , Crows are indeed omnivorous, as in , they eat both meat/flesh and other vegetable and non meat produce. So , scientifically the crow just did something totally normal according to the laws of nature . On the other hand, it does look like the pigeons were unjustified and punished for no mistake of theirs . Was it a mistake for the two pigeons to have mated to extend their own family ? Whose side will I take. Why will I even bother ? But what does this all mean. What appears to be Right / Good for one is wrong/bad for the other. Life is orchestrated in such a way that the rise of one entity means the downfall of another. May be this was all meant for maintaining the balance of the universe. May be, the raven crow was dying and it needed something really high on the calories to survive a few more days. May be , the egg was a still born pigeon child or an unfertilized one and the universe didn't want to build expectations and disappoint the pigeons with possible parenthood. As I ruminated over all the possible ifs and buts,I unplugged my reasoning to simply understand the situation like a child.

I just reminded myself that from that day on wards, I am going to adopt a few principles on how I will live my own life .

• Never judge someone based on something until I learnt both sides of the story
• Never be hasty in helping someone , in the pretext of me being the Angel of their life
• Never question the laws of nature, as all human logic and reasoning leaves many questions open ended
• Finally , Never stand on that balcony after I have thrown the biscuits , rather leave immediately . whether the crows accept my biscuits or leave it to the squirrels or eat pigeon eggs is not my concern. 

I will always do my karma  . Feeding my caw caw friends is my karma and I will leave the rest to destiny. The results & consequences will take its own natural course. Indeed, the action is the entity we can and should control . Never waste a moment on trying to understand what happens next, or bother yourself with doubts on what can go wrong . All the preparation & reasoning should be done before the action. The result is  destiny's child. 

My Journey to Work - A Day in my Life

I was telling one of my colleagues the other day , how I used to commute by all means of transport to work everyday , when the thought dawned on me. I should write about my journey from home to work . Read on ,you wont be disappointed . 

So , I live with my family and the breakfast and lunch is well taken care off by you-know-who . Mum . There have been times when I just plain stare at my mom , when she had prepared a tasty breakfast , or when I know she had done something I Love for lunch , like Potato fry with Lemon rice. I look at her like she is a miracle. Correction. She is one . I just look at her and thank my stars , for I am blessed to eat such good home cooked food from a woman whose dictionary doesn't have any other letters than L, O ,V ,E arranged in no other order. So , my affair with breakfast is followed by me arranging the money for bus , share auto. Its a standard 27/- in denominations of 10/- , 10/- , 5/- ,2/- . Every time I arrange this money , I remind myself what a genius I am and I should have scored a solid 10 marks more in my 12th Board Math exam. The catch is , 27/- always accommodates any ticket price the bus conductor yells out at me. So, I never I have to scramble for change of coins. Smart right ?. I know.

I head out. Temples , hawkers, cycle commuters, some random street people pass by. I rarely see regular faces on my way to the share auto stand from home. On days when i wear a light colored shirt , I become extra religious , praying to all good spirits that some crow doesn't decorate my shirt with its blessings. You have no idea , but I am certain many of us grapple with this fear when we sport white shirts. So , I walk fast , powered by my queen's sumptuous food. Somewhere en-route , my hands reach out for the 10 rupee note , as I pray from within that a bus will come and I can save 5/- and use this for snacks later during the day. Sometimes a bus does come and I board it. Sometimes it comes and I see it but it scoots away before I reach the stop . Eventually I silence my inner circus and hop onto a share auto to be closely sitting with 3 random people , lost in their own worlds along with the driver who rambles about some random event in the city. I just listen and ride it out till the station . 

A few minutes walk and the station greets me with hordes of people waiting for the next train already. Some even courageously hope for a seat when I mentally scorn at them thinking ' not happening , get lost ' . One of the pricking things when I descend down the stairs towards the tracks are these turtle people who walk like their legs are tied with a ton of cotton. These creatures are human snails. Only their antennas and that gooey liquid from their legs is missing. I might sound rude here, but you have to imagine how tough it feels for a young energetic partially fit boy to patiently walk behind people who don't seem to care about others coming from behind. Not to forget the women. Meh . I have to be extra careful when the women folk are scattered all over the station like mustards on sambar rice. I try not to dash onto them , as I hurry past all these obstacles to reach my favorite spot of the train . To all of you non-train commuters , there is such a thing called a 'Favorite coach' for us folks . We always stand near these coaches because we know that's the best place to be.  

I reach the destination and again sometimes there will be truck load of people , some standing like buffaloes in India , not flinching a centimeter for those trying to take the stairs. There is this occasional train ticket collector who ruthlessly stops people to validate if their ride was paid for or not. Every random time one such person stops me , I take it as a deep personal insult. My heart screams from within and curses at the Inspector 'How can he not trust me ,Do I look like a free rider , Look at me , How decent and charming I am' . My brain hushes my heart as I proudly re-establish my pride when I show the inspector my Train Pass like the cops in New York . [ We are from the police moment]. The train ride is mostly smooth, except sometimes when our gender challenged friends come and haunt us for like 30 seconds and they leave until they have made some money out of vulnerable people.  Truth be told , sometimes I pretend to be on call or sleep away when they charge towards me , in a bid to escape from their demands. These days , I don't employ any tactics and reject  them straight faced. 

                                   

I reach the bus stop. A few minutes of walk and similar random people irritating me with their slow gait ,  To my luck , I always a get a seat in the buses. Makes me feel special . Sometimes , when I am late , I sacrifice the desire for a seat and I stand all the way. Every few seconds , I peek over my behind, feel my bottom , my shirt pockets to see if my ID Card , purse, watch are not stolen.  The ride from here to my Office is pretty normal , as I get myself a ticket and quickly wear my over-the-head headphones , listening to my favorite music . I sometimes smile , as I imagine good things happening to me, fueled by the good music. Again , sometimes the Bus ticket checker stops the bus and the same emotions follow . But that's the daily grind . 

The stop comes, as I finally prepare myself for a fruitful day at work. I mostly try to get down from a running bus to show my hero skills but I clearly noticed that no one notices me when I get down . I still continue to this. May be one day , someone might. On the way to my campus,  sales people keep wielding their cards/pamphlets to be rejected by 98% of us folks. Few collect them , as a matter of respect , only to crumble it into a small ball and throw it into the dustbin.  Sometimes, when an attractive girl walks by , I try to throw it a few steps ahead in a oh-so-cliched way of impressing the girls with style and charm. Sometimes , I miss the bin and my heart aches so loud for a second . But the feeling disappears when I compare myself to Messi, Ronaldo and how they have missed goals.

I proceed to my desk , to be greeted by my extended family - my darling colleagues, as I make myself comfortable in the plush interiors of my Office. Deep sigh... If after reading this , someone says silence the mind and be calm , I want to shove a ripe green banana up their mouth . With this much action happening everyday in my life as I travel from home to work , Staying calm is a million dollar achievement. 

Until next time :).....!!!

Top 7 Secrets For Your Karmic Cleanse

Karma Boomerangs Impartially on all of us. I have experienced this and this is not just a blanket statement . 

Good Karma , or in other words, Good deeds, make us feel special , happy and places us in a position of power. Your good actions stand by you in times of peril , in times when you feel the people around you are plotting against you or when you feel you are not being given enough chances to prove yourself how Good you are. If you have been wondering how you can increase your good will quotient among your people and how to even help yourself by helping others  , read on -

I have personally identified 7 secret ways , by which you can increase your Sathkarma(Good Karma) Score and cement yourself a solid , powerful and secure position in this world .  Not surprisingly, many of you might already be doing these deeds , for those who haven't started to build their Sathkarma score, this will help you immensely. Those who are already on this path  , Excellent. Your good deeds will be enormously fruitful and will always be by your side.

1.  The Power of Prayer 

This is across all religions & I am not just talking about rituals or incantations here . Not many find religion's rules and expectations easy - they may find it intrusive or restrictive , sometimes suffocating too. See, Religion or the concept of God has been there & will be there. This is in-conquerable and unparalleled way of refining ourselves into becoming better version of everything who we are. I am not naming a specific religion or God, but in general , if one closely observes facets of their respective religions , there are underlying purposes that have practical benefits in one's life. So , practice the power of prayer. If at all you muster the strength and moral fibre to engage in some good ritual / slokas / psalms / namaz - whatever you wish to call that, please continue to do without having a minuscule of doubt. If such serious activity is not your thing, simply engage in a few minutes of prayer conveying your gratefulness for everything you have and don't have and that would suffice.  

2. The Object of Positivity 

If religion / prayer / God is not your thing, simply find what makes you tick - have an object of positivity .You must do this exercise to find out what makes you feel positive that you associate all your good ethics with - something that makes you feel energized , something that questions your judgement, something that makes you afraid of misdeeds - even your own conscience . You cannot just freely live in this world , without tagging yourself with some set of ethics and values and it is upto you to link yourself with this object of positivity. Find it and be loyal to it.

3. The Joy of Feeding ( Food Donation ) 

We all enjoy eating the food we like. Most of the things that we enjoy are only as much close to you as your skin but food alone enters into our body , nourishes our organs and makes us mentally happy in another dimension. Food is something that magical . Not many , however have this blessing. The reasons are aplenty. Whenever you get a chance, engage in Anna Dan or Food donation. Don't just sign up for organizations and keep lending money out and make it look so mundane. It is not an EMI like your loans. Donate cash , follow through , if possible, purchase the food articles themselves and see them being cooked . Further , engage in serving this food to those in need. Visit Charity homes / shelter where they engage in any scale of food donation and actively involve yourself . Food Donation Multiplies your Sathkarma score.

4. The Animal-Bird therapy 

Humans are not the only ones treading the grounds of earth . We have animals , birds around us. Waste no opportunity to feed animals and birds in whatever possible and this gives a unique shine to your Sathkarma score. Find what is the favourite food for those animals/birds that you find near your place and regularly feed them with love. Build a rapport with alternate forms of life and you will imperatively find a positive impact in your over all outlook and aura.

5. The Matured Beings 

All men and women beyond a certain age , should be respected , cared and loved beyond limits. If at all you are blessed with Long age, you better prepare a proper red carpet to your final days as you age. Take good care of old grand parents, however irritating they are. Converse with them , ask them if they are doing well. Make them feel valued , important in the matters of  the house . Things like these make them automatically wish you and your generations to come from the bottom of their heart. This blessing is beyond comparison. If by fate you have lost all your grand parents, visit old age homes, actively talk with them, buy groceries, help them shift goods, donate money but check with them if they are comfortable. Just sending cash to your old parents/grandparents is not an act of care. EMIs and Governments do that. Talk and engage with them and earn their good will. Also important is seeking the good will of your ancestors. Thank them for all that you have , however little and you will find more blessings come your way. Also , not to mention but to not be missed - Your own parents. Stand by them and be everything you can be to them . Your parents are your blessings in person - all that is good and pure are embodied in the form of your parents. 

6. The Less Fortunate Beings 

Beggars , Transgenders, Lepers, Blind , orphans , Diseased, Immobile, mobile but mentally challenged, servants , hawkers and gypsies - never disrespect them even if they are misbehaving and seem like they don't merit your good vibes. Be polite and find ways to help them but be cautious before you help some one in need. Money , Clothes , Books, Food , Job - there are many ways you can help these less fortunate people and their grateful wishes act as medals in your Sathkarma Armour. Be wise, but help them appropriately. Sometimes an assuring smile means so much to them , when they feel life is not bad after all.  

7. Your Personal Code of Conduct 

One of the most effective ways to keep your Sathkarma in peak condition is to have a code of ethics and morals that you have to abide in all situations with all people. From being truthful to those who place their trust in you to everything that forms the basis of all your relationships , prepare your own code of values and make sure your conscience is clear and unblemished. No matter what others say or do will not affect you or atleast , affect you very less , if your own conscience is clear. Take a moment and understand what your own core ethics are, implement them repeatedly and stand by it.

These are some things that all of us can think about and imbibe in our respective lives and make our very own way our life on Earth an out-of-the-earth experience. 

Things like , when we wish someone unknown being to transported in an ambulance lots of good health to making grand gestures like providing food and resources to the downtrodden - all good deeds will stand by you at all times. 

The catch is here is not speak about your good deeds to other in the hopes of being recognized and get some glory . Be selfless, but don't be foolish.  

Build your own Sathkarma profile and live life the beautiful way it is meant to be lived !