Kite Relations

While drawing a kite for my son.. i realized how similar relationships are to that of a kite.. Each of us in a relationship seems to be flying a kite. When we begin we hold it tight and raise it high in out own best capabilities for the kite to get the gush of air filled with love and warmth.. The warmer the air the higher they soar.... And when it gets high up in the air, we got to let the string go loose so that it gets the distance and pull it a bit to make it soar high.. this is where we forget in our relationships.. we forget to give the space to travel the distance of time but we keep pulling a restraining it so that it gets the height but fails to live long....

Not sure how far it is true but yes what ever relationship i have been, it seems to hold good...

Fishing...

Fishermen in Chennai.. well I am not talking about the ones that go out in the high tides.. These were the ones that were hunting for fishes in the backwaters some kms into the city.. While driving down an old connecting road between the OMR & ECR, i happened to stop by a backwater and had stepped out of the car to look at the scenic beauty and thought of doing some shutterbugging.. well well, before my camera bateries dried out, i happened to capture this lovely snaps...
Even my wife could not stop taking a snap of this priced possesion by the fisherman who wanted to sell this complete lot of fishes for just Rs. 500/-.... Though we wanted to picked some, but for the deal was, "All or none"...


Too much for a family but too less for the camers ;)

My Hydrabadi Guide...

Sahabji, do you see that lights there, that used to my aunty's house where we used to come to spend our summer vacation time. That time this place used to have hardly 30-40 houses and no lights. In the evening you can see only one light and that too from a bunglow some two Kms down the "kacha" road. We use to go to the canal nearby where the water used to be two man deep and we used to play for hours!! The same canal supplies to drinking water to the whole of Hyderabad... Now that canal is a dried nala but the damn still manages to hold water to supply the city...

We used to tell our parents that we want to go to the village. My Aunty's place was the village that we used to go and we used to say that we live in a city. Now look at it today, this very part that we called as village is now very much an intergral part of the Hyderabad city and is developing fast... look at those lights... all the houses lit up.. Thinking of buying a plot now on this road.. forget it sabji.. my dream is already shattered.. I am now looking out for a piece of land in my "in-laws" place which is very far off in some interior.. Hope by the time i think of buying a land there, it still would be village.. saying this he gets into a hysterical laugh..

A memorable journey on a bright evening from the heart of the city to the new Airport at a place called "Samsahbad" in Hyderabad... The scene of hyderabad is fast changing. Even though they say that the innocence of the city seems to be moving away from it, but the charm of its people is still bringht and well lit...

And I... love it the way Hyderabad was and is today....

Gai humari Mata Hai!!!

While going through the comments on one of my blog thought.. I found a nice comment that triggered an old school pun I at school used to keep saying..

The line commented was “ Gai humari mata hai”…

What we used to say at school is between the student and the teacher:

Student: Gai, humari mata hai, Humko kuch nahi ata hai!!
Teacher: Bhains, humara bap hai, Number dena pap hai!!

I thought of translating but then the whole pun would be lost i felt...

Perfect Stranger

We went on talking for hours on various subjects, ranging from Politics to Indian Police academy to the naxalite movement and issues related to them to the marital life to many more such topics… The discussions were intense and some-times light hearted. We crossed from one station to the other. Many more co-passengers joined our discussions between Vijaynagaram to Bhubaneswar but our discussions kept on going. When we parted we shook hands and wished each other.

After I had alighted from the train, I realized that in the complete journey of 5 hours that we never got to know who we were, we did not even exchange our names… But believe me; the discussions actually helped me tied over my last 5 hours of my long journey home...

What's Life??

It is a question which we keep searching for. In pursuit to get an answer we seem to be reading a hell a lot of books, listen to a lot of people who are supposed to be guru’s in their own rights and what not…

In the same process of discovery, some of have stuck to me..

• A journey of happiness and Sorrows – A path filled with thorns and some roses...
  
• A journey of relationships – Some we happen to have, some we create
  
• A battle to win some and lose some…
  
• A management of relationships (Calls for serious trouble)
  
• Some say it is a path of “Discovery” (GOD only knows what!!!)
  
• A struggle for survival (They call battlefield.. ha ha ha)
  
• Is the beginning of death (That is Scary!!!)

Well there are so many that one keeps hearing… well but for me it looks like a self discovery more than anything else….

The beauty is that in the tribulation of life… One goes on with a BIG Smile… Good or Bad... Who cares… Have fun...

Her Holiness :)

The other day, while I was traveling from one office to other, I had to wait at a “Train Crossing” for close to half an hour. I had been going through some of the documents sitting in there, for a meeting that I was supposed to attend but was feeling bored. The cab driver had switched of the engine and we were just idling. The cab had stopped in front of a “college gate”. Bored and eager to move on, I had shut my laptop and was peeping out of the car window, when I saw this cow, holy cow. She was trying to find some green grass around to fill herself. It had just stepped in front of the gate of the college and seems to have found a small patch of greenery near the road, besides the pavement. As it started to chew, the college security guard came rushing to shoo her away and swung his wand onto the poor cow. The cow kept chewing and after having got a mouth full it moved on as if nothing had happened. But the guard ensured the push and yelling till the cow moved away from the gate. The funniest part was that, the cow had just moved a couple of inches, an old man passing by, stopped, stepped out of his “chappals”, touched the cow, mumbled a few prayers and then moved on.

I was wondering what a diversification of thoughts and beliefs. The beauty was the timing of the events.

But for the cow, it just moved on chewing its cud, oblivious of the happenings.

Happyness!!

His smile said it all… It was so catchy that my eyes could not move away from that twinkle in his eye… He could not move himself, could not convey his thoughts, could not even utter a word but his smile said a million of words. He was one of those amazing kids, who were challenged from the day they were born. Palani, lying in his bed on the floor, shared with four other kids was just smiling. He only other thing that he could do was to lift his arms and say, “hug me”.

I stood still as if time has stopped for me, not knowing what to do, holding back my tears, as the supervisor of the “Little Hearts Specialty school” kept telling us what all happens in the day. These kids were in this world not knowing whether they would live another day. They do not even know when they are hungry, what they need to eat. Today they may seem so nice, in their best way possible, tomorrow with the new day, who knows what state they would be in.

Thoughts kept coming, how does he talk? Must be frustrating when not able to communicate what he wants. Does he know what dreams are? How does the world look outside? What are the different colours in this world? And so many more…

We always keep comparing how sad we are, how not so good we are to do in this world. How much short of money we are in… Our limbs are intact but we still complain of an easy mode of transport even for a shorter distance. I am sure a lot of us can argue saying otherwise. But, reality is, “How may of us are happy in the state of affairs we are in?!”

If Palani can still smile in his irreversible pain why can’t we love the live we are in??

Where is the Cash!!!

Credit card companies do come up with some nice line.. Today happened to stumble upon one HSBC line that me laugh.. It said.. "Shop More, Live more"...

Well who does not want to shop and live more.. But I wanted to ask.. Who is giving free monies... Are they???

Silence

The other day while driving back home from office, one of my colleagues asked me..

"How comfortable are you with Silence!!?"

Pat came the reply.. very much..

Though on second thoughts.. I do not think so as humans we can ever be comfortable with silence. Yes maybe when one has a good control over his / her mind... this may happen. We keep searching for something or the other to keep our selves occupied.. Even when alone.. a book, the music, the fleeting thoughts over some fun / argument.. keep running though.. Yeah now a days, the fingers running over mobile keeps us more occupied that any thing else...

The only time that I can think of being very comfortable is sitting quietly at the sea shore.... I do not why but a big solace and comfort... :)