Look around, you will love it


This is the view from my apartment’s gallery. I have been living in this same place since some last 15+ years but I was never grateful as much as I was today. I must have been very free today! But this 15 minute time in my gallery repulsed so many instances from the past. When I was new to this place, I used to spend considerable amount of my time along with my cousins and alone as well. But as and when so called ‘responsibilities’ started climbing on me, I forgot that builder has made a beautiful road side gallery for us. Only 2-3 places where I was a frequent visitor at my home were a place where I charge my phone and take dinner, washroom and bed!  My Selective attention was only concentrated on these places. The bottom line is that we don’t appreciate good things that we have possessed; rather we just curse our lives for the bad things.

Today when I was watching outside the gallery, I noticed every single detail. I noticed the nursery,  I noticed that picture of Chhota Bheem on the wall of nursery cum home, I noticed the temples , I noticed the flats in the back, I noticed the ongoing construction of new buildings, I noticed birds flying back to their nests (or their 2-3 BHK house wherever they live) , I noticed empty road and I noticed peace in me.

I am sure we all will connect on what I have experienced today. There would be something in your daily life, at your work place, in the roads you travel which you don’t get notice of but it’s worth your notice.

It is important to ‘disconnect’ sometimes to ‘connect’ for better.

Btw, I also noticed this which kind of spoiled my evening!


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English is not a sign of Intellect

Today morning I was watching a TV show where the host guides the guests on their financial planning and queries.  The guest was a businessman with a fat income and lavish lifestyle. I noticed one odd thing about him while the show was on. It was a Guajarati language show aired on a Gujarati channel but that gentleman was speaking or trying to speak in English only from the beginning. When you wear clothes which are not comfortable to you, it clearly reflects to other people such was the case with this man. Even the host who is well versed with English was speaking in Gujarati with the businessman but that guy was adamant to promote his ‘English Speaking’ skills on television. As the conversation started to build up, I notice that this person was not at all comfortable with English but still he was trying too hard. When the host asked him some sudden unexpected questions, he succumbed and then used Gujarati language. I read his name at the start of show; he was a pure Gujarati guy, even his tone cheered loud about him being a Gujju! Then why this one sided love for English! God knows! But as it’s Sunday, I will try to give rest to God and try to analyse this obsession for English.

The obvious question now is ‘Why do we need English language to prove our Intellect?’    

Who do you think is a better leader, Narendra Modi OR Rahul Gandhi? No need to laugh, it’s a serious question. 99% of us would say it’s NaMo.

Now a second question, Whose English is better? 100% of us would say it’s Rahul’s.

The simple fact is there is no correlation between your English speaking ability and your wisdom. Wisdom comes from your education, your interests in learning new things. English is just another language through which you communicate to other people, nothing else. Yes, English is majorly adopted around the globe so it is extremely important to have a good grip of English language. English is very vital, can be seen from the fact that today I am using English to write my Blogs, not any other language. But that never implies that English language is a barometer of intellectuality!

We tend to give more regards to the stuff made in English and ignore our regional language. No, here I am not comparing Tarak Mehta Ka Oolta Chashma’ with ‘Game of Thrones’!! But we take pride in using English and take guilt to utter mother language.

No wonder we have such advertisements in our country

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Neglecting the Near by

  • It was a lonely journey and much like many humans I needed a company so I tuned into FM and stationed to a leading radio station programme. After some songs started the show, it was love guru type show where a leading bollywood director was answering dumb people’s love queries! There is a reason why I call such people ‘dumb’. Why the hell do you need opinion of a third person, who has never ever met or seen you, to help you solve your own love issues? And if you still need help of third person then you are in no way capable of being with someone else! I find this love guru type shows have stick around for so long is because of psychotic mindset of people to seek interest in other’s life! Now coming back to the radio show, one girl was asking her love query and my psychotic mind was all ears to her. Unlike older versions of love guru shows, here dialogues were two sided. The guru was trying to answer her query and they had some 2-3 conversations. Suddenly her tone stuck me. The way she talked, I found that it was a fake conversation which was just recorded and nothing was true about it. I might be correct; I might not be as well. But my gut tells me that it was not a true caller.


  • We sometimes come across singers / performers just lip singing on the shows / concerts. Don’t they know that we know it? But still they keep lip singing and we keep watching them. We watch moves that make no sense in real life but we still watch them.


  • Try to hear a politician’s public speech, especially during election campaign. The politician will go all the way he can go to place his credence in people’s heart. If it was a first day on earth of an alien and he is attending the rally, he will feel that he should leave his planet, make his voter card and live on earth happily ever after! Do these promises nominated by those politicians get executed also? We all know the answer. Not even half of it gets executed.


All these 3 instances denote that there is so much fake around us. But we tend to turn blind eye towards it because of we are too busy, too careless or too powerless!


Anyways I will leave you all with your work as I have to watch a movie where a ‘Tapori’ turns into an MBBS just to take his father’s pride back !!

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A Wooden Doll !

Winter being on the verge, my mom was digging out winter wears from cupboard which exclusively stored items that were rarely used by the family. After a while when I entered the room, a big smile covered my face when my eyes landed on a wooden doll. That doll was one of the toys we had played or rather tortured in our best days. I grabbed the doll in a flash and sat in the drawing room. It was such a satisfying moment to hold her in my hands. It was a man made wooden doll, not doll actually, it was in a traditional look. That hold of 2 minutes brought so many memories in front of me that I just dwelled in my past like there’s no today. I appreciated everything about that doll, its simplicity, its delicateness and at the same time its robustness to be alive for so many years!

There’s no word of wisdom or knowledge that I want to share with you today, I am just sharing this because that small wooden doll had the ability to divert everything that I was doing and I was planning to do that night and just allowed me to smile and be thankful for the life that I have lived and living right now. Isn’t it wonderful?

There’s another memory that got freshen up when that wooden doll dragged me to heaven, my childhood days. When we used to visit our grandparent’s house, every time my granny put a bag full of toys center to kids and she distributed the toys among all the kids very enthusiastically making sure that everyone was euphoric. All the kids loved this part the most. And after we got done with playing, she used to pull all the toys together safely and keep it at fixed place, behind the door. This sequence would repeat every time we visit her. I am sure all of us would still be able to recollect the color of that toy bag even today. May be, that was an indirect way of my granny to demonstrate her children and grand children the significance of savings!

Hey Btw, I have been giving lot of headlines to this wooden doll. Wont you like to see it? Here we go..


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An Accident Sight

I was waiting for my colleague today morning at a busy cross road and after few minutes, as I turned around and saw that a water carrying vehicle collided with a glamorous 2 wheeler carrying two young college going girls and one uncle.  Obviously the 2 wheeler fell off and now started the mess.

The uncle as soon as got some energy to stand up, rushed to the water tanker driver and started blaming & threatening him. These 2 vehicles worked as magnet for the crowd and everyone came running towards it! Some good guys started to pick the vehicle up, collected the items that had fallen from the vehicle, some started capturing the video in mobile as if the third world war was taking place, some turned into detectives, carefully observing marks of the wheels and discussing the mystery behind the accident, while the rest just watched ! I also joined the crowd as my colleague has not come.

That uncle, looked like grandfather of these girls was so engrossed in holding the driver that he didn’t even see if the girls are ok. Some from the crowd took the girls to the side of road and started basic treatment. It was actually not clear whether it was driver’s fault or not but because he was driving a bigger vehicle and the girls have suffered injuries, it was assumed that he is guilty. The uncle started taking various details from the driver if in case he escaped and then came to girls and inquired about injury. One of the girls was crying loudly not bearing the pain. Till that time, the other girl had called her parents to the sight. Parents and relatives arrived in few minutes. One person from the group heard the accident story by uncle and got angry, he started hunting for the driver furiously, clearly in the mood to hit him. He then saw a crowd surrounding the driver, all looking bulky. He without any delay shifted the gears and started expounding that he should have been careful, they were young girls!

As always the police came up at the last moment. The uncle and his relatives had called them so they rushed to the police van to give them one sided perspective. The owner of that water business was called at the scene.  But before he arrived, uncle had bragged all his achievements in his life in front of the police which he thought would work in his favor. At one point he also said that sir I am a senior citizen, you must listen to me!  The parents took that injured girl in auto for treatment.

There was a small slum around that cross road so when people were busy in fighting and blaming, some wise people did this!


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Careless Woman

Today I read in a newspaper that a mother of four succumbed to death after getting beaten up by her husband. What made the ‘MAN’ angry on his wife was the fact that she could not give birth to a boy.  The couple had 4 girls before this.

What an irresponsible act by the woman? I mean one can make a mistake once, twice but she has done it five times! Her husband was a great man, infact he is a great man, he’s alive unlike his careless wife. Although he was from Ahmedabad, Gujarat, a dry state, he frequently​ resorted to alcohol, such was his power! He is a perfectionist so he used knuckleduster to beat his wife. But he didn’t directly start beating her up; he had given her many warnings in the past that if you won’t give me a boy, I will give you a divorce. Such a gentleman he was. But she, she did some magic every time and turned the boy inside her into a girl. She should have understood his FEELINGS. Had she delivered a boy, he would have grown up to be an ideal husband like his father, but I am sure the woman would have some other intentions in giving birth to a girl.

I am sure this is only tip of the ice berg which had been published in newspaper; the husband would have suffered more than this.

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It’s time to stand for men like these and take intestine out of their bodies. Incidents like these realise us the importance of formal education. You need not be an engineer but at least good education will engineer your brain to behave with other beings. Either education or strictest law adherence can help the society.

I believe she should have beaten him to death way before, but you know what? She was careless!

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Law of Frustration !

I was at parlour today which kept food items such as biscuits, snacks, beverages etc. I was trying to make a dialogue with the retailer to sell my stock to him. He was a skinny guy, father of two. There was a common wall between their shop and house. Before I could explain my all ‘schemes’ to him, the owner’s wife interrupted us, handling mobile phone to her husband, and muttered something which I couldn’t hear.

The husband passed a sign of ‘hold on’ to me and started talking on phone. From his conversation which lasted for around 8-10 minutes, I could understand that it was a call from DTH service-provider company. They had called him regarding renewal of pack which he hadn’t done since last two months. The retailer must have faced too many rush at his outlets since morning or he must have got absolutely no business since morning, either of this case, he had to take out his vexation on someone and who could be better than someone who is paid to listen to abuse!

So starts the retailer. He bombarded the executive by saying that whether to recharge the new pack or not is my own decision. The executive tried to make him understand with reasoning which made him more furious and he added, I have purchased your company’s dish hence I can do whatever I want with it. I can also use it to have my food in it, none of your business. I was wondering how gentle he was with me few minutes earlier and how bitter he has turned now! His kids were laughing, so I realised that they are not​ used to him being so angry.

Just when I felt that he is about to put the phone down, he started again and this time it was totally out of context. He said your company telecasts the same movies daily. Even my kids know when the hero is going to fall down from horse, when the heroin is about to dance. I like action movies but you telecast only romantic movies. Infact, you should refund my money and you are telling me to pay ? He kept complaining for some more minutes and then hung up.

Finally he realised that there is someone at the opposite end waiting for him. He came to me and to my surprise; he still continued his furious words which he used on phone. He added in the end that the executive has taken note of my suggestion and will talk to his boss for my refund. I really felt like laughing but I didn’t because I needed him to get my business. So I tried to wrap up as soon as I can and left the parlour.

When I was on the way for another shop, I recalled Newton’s law of energy conservation. In this case, ‘Frustration’ had taken place of ‘Energy’. So the law of Frustration with some addition states:

The total amount of frustration in the closed system remains constant. Frustration can be created but can only be partially destroyed!!  It can easily transform from one person to another!!

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Be Cautious !!


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Something like LOVE!

Ethan (read as Eethan) was ardent as today was his first day in 10th. One of the reasons behind his happiness was because he will be meeting some old and very new faces today as it was first day of new term. He woke up 1 hour early than his routine and started his daily activities like an obedient boy. He picked his neatly washed and ironed uniform which he got prepared from his mom 10 days before opening of new term. Combed his hair tough enough to withstand any storm! Shoes were shining like black diamonds! and finally he left for school.  He got his old friends on the way to school and they fixed who will sit on which bench before reaching to class! And here they were in the new class. Class was larger than Ethan had been earlier. He was fascinated by it, the class gave him a feel that now he has reached an important part of his school life. He rapidly grabbed his corner seat on second bench; his troop followed him too and stuck to predefined positions. Class was overflowing with noise of pupils, all sharing their vacations stories, past back ground to one another. In no moment, class which had experienced pin drop silence for so long turned into fish market. After sometime, enters a lady in dark green saree with a bunch of books in her hand.

Mrs Jain, the class teacher was about to start class introduction and a thin voice hits the class ‘May I come in teacher?’ and heads of all the students turned 90 degrees to see a girl who was standing on the entrance, little worried, little afraid.  Breaking the silence, Mrs Jain asked, ‘Give us your introduction and I will allow you to sit’. She gave her nice little introduction and won herself a seat. From all her introduction, what Ethan could remember was just her name, Kajal. Ethan thought that bigger classroom was that best thing about 10th until he saw Kajal. Now his undivided attention was towards Kajal only.  Ethan was on verge of his twenties. Like all school time love stories, Ethan also started interaction with Kajal through studies initially. Then interaction increased by bunking physical training classes, going together in school events, sharing food in break time. It was well known among the class that these 2 were couple. Confidence and carelessness were on peak.


They both were of different caste but they didn’t spare time to think about caste and all. Both were immature and not answerable to each other. Time went by, both were still close. Now even faculties and peons were also knowing about them.

Fast forwarded to 2 years down the line. They had spent long time with each other; they experienced fights, patch ups, laughs, anger, everything in those times. It had made them a bit wise but still their relation was there. So it was the time of term end. As discussed, they both & their group met for a small treat at a nearby Vada pav stall and parted after having some snacks and fun. They both were so used to each other that they didn’t even bid goodbye to each other properly thinking that they will meet soon.

Thanks to limited development of technologies, they both were not in contact in holiday time and neither had they tried to contact. They might be wanting some alone time. Ethan was bright student and like many kids, he was also flag bearer of his parent’s dreams. He left for other state in order to pursue Aeronautical engineering. Ethan had Kajal on mind at times but looking back was of no use. He had realised this and hence made a practical decision of bringing that undivided attention back in studies. Ethan was right on track now. He had got perfect balance in life, fun along with stable career path. It was the first time he was living outside his home. Though he missed Kajal in between but didn’t feel incomplete. Her memories were obliterated now. Years went and he developed some light moustache and fat on belly. He completed his graduation and got job as Electrical & Instrumentation supervisor at Jamshedpur. He was happy that he has started earning at mere age of 24. Now his frequency of missing Kajal was almost disappeared.

Thanks to series of holidays, Ethan took leave and left for home, he was home after long. He had to attend a close friend’s wedding, complete his some local work and of course wanted to have his mother’s meal which he missed after tasting all the cuisines outside.

The wedding night came, friends gathered at a decided place and left for venue in car.  Kajal crossed his mind often since he had entered his hometown. But each time he smiled and thanked god for those beautiful moments as he knew they won’t be coming again. The reception place was gigantic. Lights were thoughtfully used, counters were nicely decorated. For a moment, one would misinterpret this reception with exhibition of interior designing!  A feeling of jubilation was there in the air. The groom was their engineering batch mate, Gaurav. It was an arranged marriage. The group first decided to reach out to the couple, greet them, give them gifts and then search for some booze. As they were reaching closer to stage, Ethan was stretching his eyes, trying to have a better look. And his eyes were wide open and so was his mouth when he saw Kajal on the stage along with Gaurav. He was perplexed, lost. He wished that there was a tunnel here direct to his home but fantasies had ceased from his life long back. He returned to reality. He was not hurt but he didn’t know how will Kajal react when they both will meet, he didn’t want to make fool of himself so he quickly eloped from the place, sent a text to one of the friends that because of medical urgency he had to leave for home. He then switched off his phone, grabbed a taxi and returned home without having booze or food.

His mom was little surprised as he returned back early, she inquired but what could he say. He was hungry but he was too nervous to ask for it because though he was an educated person, he didn’t have logic of getting hungry again in no minutes after having dinner at reception! His phone was still switched off.

Ethan was not hurt because Kajal was a married girl now. He just didn’t like that Gaurav got such a girl in arrange marriage! He had now huge expectations from his parents though!

Ethan slept peacefully at that night and left for Jamshedpur after his leaves came to end J

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Good Little Things!

Apart from our professional and personal goals, we should also have some selfless goals which are not directed for any individual but for the society at large. Through this blog, I am sharing some of the areas where we can contribute to our planet.

1) All ‘normal’ human beings like to stay at and around clean place. But this gets changed when they are not at their own home. We see people throwing tea cups on road, flying food packets from the vehicles. Just because we don’t live there permanently or there is no penalty for us for doing this, should we do this? If country’s PM considers it top most priority, invests so much in this initiative which is not directly going to flow money in country, shouldn’t we then understand criticality of this issue and show discipline in this? This is the least you can do for the world you live in, to keep it clean. I am not talking about growing trees or watering them but just keep your waste with you and dispose it in garbage ONLY.


2) The life that we are living is co-lived by our family and friends. So we have to be little more careful while dealing with our life. Safety must be brought to our life. To keep it simple: Wear seat belt while driving 4 wheeler, use helmet while driving 2 wheeler. If not HELMET, then HELL MET!! Just because you had invested in your accidental policy, doesn’t mean you have to claim it! Be wise and follow safety rules.



3) Water, such an important resource. Everyone is aware about its increasing scarcity among various places across the world. Water is our physiological need that doesn’t have any substitute if not available. In India some of the states have already started facing scarcity of water. In this time, every bit aimed at saving water matters. Bring small changes. No-one can guide you in it but you yourself. For instance, when you happen to go to washroom, use bucket instead of flush. It might sound odd but it can actually save plenty of water. Give it a thought.




4) I give priority to the charity which does not cost me a penny still it’s very useful. Donating blood is one of them. With increasing diseases, different blood groups are also very much in demand. If you are young and weigh above 50 kg, you can donate blood and trust me, it’s a great experience. It neither causes you weakness nor affects your weight. Just do it!

Blood donation/Silhouettes of hands one giving blood drop, the other receiving

Blood donation/Silhouettes of hands one giving blood drop, the other receiving

5) Birthdays or anniversaries days are special and different than our normal days. Let these days also be special day for needy people. There are countless people living under poverty line. Can we spare 30 minutes for these people and donate them things that they require? Food, clothes etc. It’s a fulfilling experience. It gives you immense positivity and blessings. It makes you value your current life.



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Be your own God

We have benchmark for everything.
For Distance, it’s miles.
For Time, it’s minutes.
For Sadness, it’s tears.
For Happiness, it’s laughter.
For Professional success, it’s money.
For Cars, it’s Rolls-Royce.
For Handsets, it’s Apple, so on and so forth.

The question arises what should be our benchmark? Or who should be our benchmark?
Is it possible to find a person who fits perfectly according to our goals, desires and personality?
Nearly impossible it is as everyone here is unique. So can one have different idols for different purpose? Yes we can have. But in the recent times where we are already filled and bombarded with so many data throught the day, won’t be a good deal to follow only one person rather than whole bunch of people? How is it possible? It can take some time to find that person. To be precise, it won’t take time to “find” that person but to “make” that person. That person is you, yourself.

What if you equip yourself with better and better ways every day? What if you can praise yourself? What if you can criticize yourself? What if you treat everyone the way you want them to treat you? What if you can control your emotions? What if you can swallow the failure and digest the success? What if you can imagine a CCTV camera around you 24*7?

Then you can be your own God, your own benchmark.


It is not possible to talk to your idol every time you need them. Only you can be with yourself everytime. Literally evertyime!! So why not we become our own idol? The basic thing needed for that is Common sense and I hope everyone reading this has it. One should have common sense to differentiate between what is right and what is not. And after that, one should have guts. Guts to face any situation. After finding what is right and what’s wrong, one should be able to make a bold decision. Most of the problems that we face are already sensed by us way before, but we tend to push them for last moment and then create mess. Punish yourself for the wrong; don’t wait for your boss or your mother does that for you. And the same way, pamper yourself for the good; don’t wait for others to make you happy.

There can be 100 advises one can have to make his life better but all will be in vein, if you don’t take ownership of your life.

So take charge.

Be your own God.

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