Turtle and the Sea

Once upon a time there was a turtle, when he was born at some sea side at  the time when there was a storm going on in the sea; at that time the turtle felt scared of the storm and sea and decided never to go in to the sea to avoid the storm altogether, over next few days and weeks all his friends bid their good bye, went into the sea and started doing things turtles are supposed to and this guy alone choosing to staying  behind

Seasons changed and the time passed and somehow the turtle survived living off the shore. After some time when the mating season came other turtles started visiting the shore again he met again some of his friends. He told them (proudly) that he felt very secure here, the food is in plenty at the shore and he is the star attraction of the people visiting the shore.

One of his old mate and his best buddy kept on hearing patiently and after some time asked him  - I understand you are healthy and happy here, people love you a lot but is that what you really want? Are you really NOT going to enjoy your life due to one storm?

Yes off course storms will come, but they also will pass away as well, Yes there are fishes in the sea which can eat us up, but there are also the most beautiful things in the sea which can NOT even dream to see in your life. You can always remain at the shore being scared but remember it is NOT  up to others to find the meaning of your life from the events happening around but it is only up to you on how you see or perceive them, the devil and the saint are only inside you; it is okay to be scared but it is a SIN to live a life in a shell being scared or something, instead of overcoming the fear and enjoying the god given opportunity… remember it is only up to you on making the choice between “to die daily with fear” or “having one life time in its full beauty, glory and valor"

~lokesh v. (L)

Soocha naa tha...

Chalo aaj kuch roomani likthe hai....

Bahaaro maine kabhi aaisa samaa bhi hoga, soocha naa thaa

Hawaoo maine kabhi aaise khusboo bhi hoogi, soocha naa tha

Chandni maine - sapne hoo bhi sakte hai itne rooshan, soocha naa tha

Kissi kee aakho maine dunia dikh see jaati hai, soocha naa thaa

Kissi ke muskaan see khushi bhaagi - bhaagi see chaali aati hai, soocha naa tha

Kisse kee saaso maine hoo sakti hai itne kushboo, soocha naa tha

Woo kehte hai humse, kee hum kya soochte hai

Aab koi batlaye yaa hum batlaye, Kee aise hoogi humari sooch, humne kabhi soocha naa tha…

~lokesh v. (XLVIII)
 

New discovery about myself and "Touch Me Not"

Well courtesy to the “Bharat bandh” called by the political parties I when woke up today as per my usual schedule and was about to leave for office I realized that it has been declared as non working day in the office. After a few minutes of hustle and bustle to inform my team and ensuring they got the message as well I settled on couch and spend some time on the FB and other social activities online. Once the feeling subs-sided then I realized / discovered couple of things about myself:-

• I’m a coffee person now and need my morning mocha to become any kind of functional unit in the morning. I did had habit of having a morning coffee once I reach office but never realized that this ritual has slowly creeped in to my mandatory “to-do” list, there I go as if current addition list was not sufficient enough…. :(
• It has been a really long-long time since I have woken up early w/o an agenda and I was left wondering post morning hustle – bustle – what to do with all this morning time…..? This I felt a bit too weird considering I’m at my home, in my own den and still feeling lost somehow. Slowly it made me realize it does not matter where we are and what we do gradually we become mechanized instruments following our regular schedules and activities (at least for the week days) – and any sudden changes throws mind off the track, especially when there is no event which requires an immediate reaction from us.

Anyways after suffering the blabbering of the multiple news channel where anchor’s tends to repeat the same news over and over and over for some time, I had my breakfast; plugged in my playlist and started reading the novel (The Lady Chatterley’s Lover by D H Lawrence). Around 20 minutes later somewhere around the page 50 – 55 in the novel I landed on the conversation talking about the “touch”. The conversation revolved around how humans have become immune to touch. “Touch” in the this context done not mean a physical contact but touching some one’s soul…..I totally agree here - Yes we indeed get in touch with many during our lives but rarely get in to “touch” with some!!!!  This triggered stupid wandering mind of mine in to a small journey - cruising through multiple thoughts; and I landed up putting the book aside and working on this note.

Anyways going back to the thought process – I had two streams of thoughts:-

• I feel may be we are a bit too much scared now a days of getting hurt to let anyone near to our soul. We build big strong walls of ignorance, ego, pride, materials to ensure minimal breach and keeping our true self far and secure from the reach of others. Most of us will not accept or realize it but when we stand in front of the mirror, ask this questions looking deep in to our eyes we will realize – “This is more of less true!!!!” Now the question which comes to my mind is – “By building these walls are we really protecting our self or are we really enslaving our self???”….. had to remember when you bolt a door in a room – no one from outside can come inside but at the same time you cannot go outside as well…..
•  Well I feel in this specific matter we are the victims and the culprits both… We do not allow other to touch our souls and at the same time we do not try (in fact avoid) to touch others as well….now the question I’m asking myself is – “Why? Is it that bad..? Why are we afraid to reach out to others…..? Is it because we do NOT want to or is it because we are scared…..?” I do not think it is an issue of the willingness but feel it is more about the fear…. Fear because there is no one way traffic here… when one tries to touch some first he / she has to lower his / her guard, one can not touch a life without being touched by it…. Like a window or a door – once opened it is always a two way traffic…..

On parting notes somehow this reminds me of the days (around 12+ years back) when I had recently passed out of college and had a big big fight with one of my closest friend…. At that time we had our difference and when I told my friend that all is over he / she fought with me, not because of the disagreements but because he / she was not willing to let the things end between us and was willing to fight for it…. This person was a very easy to go kind of  person who believed in going with the flow, enjoying life, did not believed in calling back and letting the time takes it due course. The message I received at that point was “take the timeout if you want but don’t dare you call it quits, else I will make sure to beat the hell out of you….” today when we are still good friends and 12 years have passed; when I look back in time – “I’m neither thankful for the company, nor for the friendship or support but I’m thankful to my friend only and only for one thing – "For that fight!!!; for fighting with me while fighting for us when the chips were down…."

~lokesh v. (XXX)

The Delimma

Was discussing something with one of my close friend – trying to understand him and help him out in his need of hour. Well I cannot talk about the problem he has; but sharing the thought process, the issue is – he is struck between the heart and the mind. While talking to him, I just realized – “It is never EASY!!!!”; doesn’t matter who is dealing with it and what the problem is. Heart always behaves like a drunk gambler willing to bet his life to get what it wants and the mind always acts like a tiger–mother defining strict “no go” zones.

This ever going war between the heart and the mind puts every person in to a dilemma and hence the thoughts below:-

“

Bhujhe bhujhe din kee chaya maine

          kuch door dikhtee see hai haawa main udte baadal – jaise sapne khel raahe hoo neend ke aangan main

Dekh kar unhe soochta hoo - kya hooga falak ke us par

kya raat ke chandni kar raahi hai mera intezar,

yaa phir ban ke reh jounga ek parwana, shama kee aagosh main aapni pehchaan khoota hua…

”

 ~lokesh v. (XV)