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Oops there goes another problem

Next time you’re found, with your chin on the ground,
There a lot to be learned, so look around.

Just what makes that little old ant
Think he’ll move that rubber tree plant?
Anyone knows an ant can’t move a rubber tree plant,
But he’s got high hopes, he’s got high hopes,
He’s got high apple pie, in the sky hopes.
So any time your gettin’ low, ‘stead of lettin’ go
Just remember that ant
Oops there goes another rubber tree plant.

When troubles call, and your back’s to the wall,
There a lot to be learned, that wall could fall

Once there was a silly old ram
Thought he’d punch a hole in a dam;
No one could make that ram scram
he kept buttin’ that dam,
‘Cause he had high hopes, he had high hopes
He had high apple pie, in the sky hopes.
So any time your feelin’ bad,’stead of feelin’ sad
Just remember that ram
Oops there goes a billion kilowatt dam

All problems just a toy balloon
They’ll be bursted soon
they’re just bound to go pop.
Oops there goes another problem kerplop
Oops there goes another problem kerplop
Oops there goes another problem kerplop,
kerplop

Father · Memories

Dad – Thanks for spoiling me

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I have always been “daddy’s girl” 🙂

The picture above captures the essence of my dad’s love for me so beautifully.  So many layers and emotions for me in one single frame :

Dad giving me wings to fly while providing a security net in case I fall ;
Teaching me to hold my head high whatever the situation is (even before I learnt to stand/walk);
Urging me to push my limits and conquer my fears
Giving me springboard in life
Watching me closely for any discomfort so that he can hold me back in his arms
His pride in my silly confidence showing in his smile
And least of all – always to well dressed 🙂

Since as far I remember – among the five siblings – I was his favorite. He would openly spoil and pamper me. He would tell everyone that i was his pacemaker. I have no idea what made him to pick up me as his favorite, but I am so glad he did so. I mean I couldn’t have tolerated had he been so partial to any of my siblings and really wonder how my brothers and sisters took it. Well, I know — they hated me. But I really loved each moment of his pampering and partiality.

It was open secret in our home – anytime anyone wanted anything from dad, I was the one they would bribe and then I would convince dad. everyone was afraid that the way he spoilt me I would turn out to be total brat, But I guess I turned out just fine.
He was so over protective about me. Had my father had his way – he would have wrapped me in bubble wrap and kept in some safe place.
What I am today is what my parents have taught me – but I guess I have picked most of my dad’s qualities (though I would have given anything to be generous, loving, unselfish like my mom). He made me feel so special — every moment of my growing up years – and I guess I carry that feeling even now.

Thanks Dad for picking me up for spoiling.

 

Life

There is no secret ingredient. You are!

“There is no secret ingredient in my noodle soup” says Mr. Ping to Po in the movie Kung Fu Panda.

Things become special, he explains, because people believe them to be special.
Realizing that this truth is the very point of the Dragon Scroll, that the power promised is already inside him, Po rushes off to help Shifu. The movie is a story about trusting yourself, finding your place in a world that seems to be against you and realising that Life is what you make of it.
So maybe one of these days I will also discover the secret ingredient within myself to be more patient, more loving , non-judgemental and a better human being.

Love

Love is a decision – not an emotion.

Yesterday I was talking to my friend when she quoted this – “Love is not an emotion but a decision”. So true … Isn’t it.

That gave a whole new perspective to this word/relation. Yep that is true Love is a decision that you take. When you “decide” to love somebody you make an effort to understand him, accept him, let him see your true self and willing to go that extra mile for him. Since it is a decision you try to work it out to make it a success. And without all these efforts not even the greatest emotions can survive.

As life moves on people change, circumstances change, likes/dislikes change … The same things you were crazy abt yesterday may not sound at all appealing today. When I was growing up I loved chocolate ice cream, today I don’t want to have even one scoop of it. In university life – days without (atleast 10 cups of) tea were unthinkable, today I drink it only if I have to, initial years of career , I couldn’t survive without my cuppa of coffee, today I can’t even stand taste of it. Bottom line —I am not same person I was … I am changing continuously and so are people around me.

So I am sure in this ever changing world, to make sure that this relation doesn’t change requires a hell lot of effort. Had love only been an emotion, couples would fall apart fairly easily, but nope its an decision that you take to love and cherish each other. Since we have made a conscious decision to love each other, we keep on working on that decision.

Few more quotes about love :

-“You don’t love someone for their looks, or their clothes, or for their fancy car, but because they sing a song only you can hear.”
-“You don’t marry someone you can live with – you marry the person who you cannot live without.”
-“I love you not because of who you are, but because of who I am when I am with you.”

Life

Drop the Baggage – Travel Light

And by that I don’t mean packing for actual travelling – in that field I am a total failure. No matter how hard I try to pack light, I normally end up carrying too much stuff 🙂

Well I am talking about travelling light in this life. About carrying the baggage of bias, prejudices, hurt and bitterness . My continuous effort has been to shed this baggage off. This baggage becomes so heavy that during the journey of life instead of enjoying the surroundings and the trip, we tend to be bogged down by the its weight only. We keep on trying to balance this weight and miss out on the beautiful moments that pass us by.

To quote Richard Bach – “Every person, all the events of your life are there because you have drawn them there. What you choose to do with them is up to you.”

So when I am the one who had made a conscious choice to allow each and every experience in my life, how can I be bitter to anyone else? How can I nurture hurt or resentment against somebody else? If I accept each and every choice I had made – right or wrong and take total responsibility of it – I don’t need to blame anyone else for being bad or mean to me. Am I not the one who sought that person to teach me that experience?

Long ago I read somewhere – that if you carry hard feelings for somebody you start creating ‘karmic debt” cycle. Not only you commit your own self into repaying the debt , but also that person. How foolish is that of me. I know if a person/event has hurt me , do I want to be associated with him in next lifetime again? Just to get the thrill of watching him pay the debt???? Isn’t that weird? Well If you think like me, I won’t like to get involved in that person/event again now or ever!!!!!!!!! So what is the way out? Stop this karmic cycle right now. Just forgive that person and banish all hard feelings. Believe me , it is really that easy. If you say to yourself and believe that whatever the person did to you was because you allowed it – it becomes so easy. Just take responsibility of all the choices you made in life.

I am not preaching what I read in some book, but what I have experienced. I have come to stage in life where when I look back, I don’t see any pain. What I see is bundle of experiences – both good and bad – which helped me becoming the person I am right now. And I thank each and every person for teaching me those valuable lessons. Only through carelessness of somebody, I learnt how to be careful with the important things in life, only with failed relationships I learnt to treasure the relationships, only through rudeness I learnt how to be polite with everyone, only through injustice I learnt to be just………………..

These are not shallow words. I live by them. I really feel so light and if somebody asks me about any bitter experience in life — I simply say I don’t remember. And its truth, I look back and don’t see any bitterness.

Destiny · Life

When you want something, all the universe conspires in helping you to achieve it

“Everyone, when they are young, knows what their destiny is. At that point in their lives, everything is clear and everything is possible. They are not afraid to dream, and to yearn for everything they would like to see happen to them in their lives. But, as time passes, a mysterious force begins to convince them that it will be impossible for them to realize their destiny.”

“It’s a force that appears to be negative, but actually shows you how to realize your destiny. It prepares your spirit and your will, because there is one great truth on this planet: whoever you are, or whatever it is that you do, when you really want something, it’s because that desire originated in the soul of the universe. It’s your mission on earth.” “

“The Soul of the World is nourished by people’s happiness. And also by unhappiness, envy, and jealousy. To realize one’s destiny is a person’s only real obligation. All things are one. And, when you want something, all the universe conspires in helping you to achieve it.”

Paulo Coelho
The Alchemist
pgs. 22-23.
Cartoons

There must be some Murphy’s law for this phenomenon also

Exactly what we used to feel……….. No matter how early assignment was handed out, it was always last minute for us. Used to start working on it at 9 or 10 night before the due date, burning midnight oil and finishing it off at wee hours of morning.
But there were my friends – who would then grab my assignment copy as soon as they would set eye on me, start copying it at an record breaking speed and we all were able to submit assignments on time 😉
There must be some Murphy’s law for this phenomenon also……………………………

Life · Memories

Things that change my mood for the better

  • Relaxing with my head in my mom’s lap.
  • Harpal’s warm comforting embrace.
  • Rainy day, book in hand and cosy bed covers.
  • Monsoon showers and drenching in them.
  • Playing with my niece and nephews.
  • Family gatherings, late night out with cousins playing “dumb charades” and remembering childhood pranks.
  • Winter sunny afternoons in my garden with a novel in hand.
  • Univ days – sitting in canteen and gulping tea and Maggi noodles.
  • Hot oil hair message from mom.
  • Henna on my hands and its fragrance.