Silent Teacher

The setting sun is busy dyeing the color of a sky with his vividness and this room like any random day is crowded and felt like  long wait ahead, as always the smell of hospital was sickening for some reasons  more were the distressing than a happy faces around with busy staff in their routine chaos.  I sat their burying my eyes in my copy of Wuthering heights anticipating my turn shall not come any soon. Unable to read, I sat glancing at varied faces all around without realizing that I am eavesdropping in the conversation between two men sitting adjacent to me.

The young man in his late thirties was constantly mocking his little girl as to sit at one place and not to mess all around, watching this scene from last few minutes the old man next to him gestures at saying “it’s ok. She’s kid, let her play” ignoring these words the young man clutched his daughter hands tightly warned her again to maintain silence and send her off to her mother. I watch this girl frightened and running towards her mom I hear the young man turning to the old one and starts “Oh Sir, handling these daughters is big thing sir. Imagine, that too I have two two daughters. Firstly raise them up, provide all the things, educate them, spend on them and they will get married and go. No one to look after us in old age. What to do sir? Things would be different if I had a son; u might be having a son no sir. Lucky you sir” and as he says all this in one go ending the whole story with one big “pchhh” sound, I notice the old man nodding at him with a little smile and move back on his chair.

The time spent by there was awkward silence accept one or two mobile phone ringing and a receptionist calling out next patient’s name. after a while I saw one young lady in her finest of white Apron walking towards us. As she came closer to us, she smiled at old man held her hand to him and said “Come papa, Lets go home” as he got up to leave he turned to the young man patted his back and muttered “Its ok, Let her play” by then a very cute little girl came running to take his hands in her and said “I’ll Hold Nanu’s Hand”

I went on seeing them leaving until they faded from my sight, turning to younger man I noticed his daughter playing  gleefully with him. I couldn’t have felt any happier.

PS: Some people teach you so many things without saying much. Life in bites.:)

Until I see you in me..!!

Hey Mom,

There is nothing more joyous than being wrapped in your six yard saree. You know he says I looked beautiful when I choose to wear your fanatic treasure you safe guarded all these years so you could pass it to me.  But Maa how can I disclose him that it was not just any saree, it’s a perfect art of sliding into your warmness which I long for on those random unaimed days. Everytime I move my fingers on your kanchivaram, the lustrous shine or the feather smoothness would instantly rush me to ramble on the memory lane in no time.

Then were the days when  running behind you holding your pallu was my favorite game, when i had to cry I had the softness to curl in your lap and no matter how hard the things would get, the tiny tinkles of your moving bangles would sing lullaby, when everything  would seem blurred on the far side, the shadow of you walking to me draped in colorful saree would put that smile on me and I would just fall on my knees and convince myself as how Should I get away all my life without getting to dig in my face in those crumpled plates of your saree which always posed as cradle of your warm demeanour.

Then, how you could bid me adieu that day?  Did you flow in the same whirlwind of emotions i had underneath my feet or you had bigger storm of melancholy in your heart. As you let me go did you feel the same pain when I fought with your pelvic bone to push myself out of your womb or was it much more than I could justify the impulsive emotional outburst I had then.  Or is it that you always foresee this day? Were you aware that your little girl would one day unbind herself from you and walk into other world where she will leave your footprints in her every hustle bustle she could go through. When all my life you bubbled yourself around me as a cushion of comfort, how well you knew that I would still call for every shot without the torch of your guiding light. How you always go into hiding your tears behind that smile.  How you always knew it all..?

Amma, Today I am again draped in your saree and will be draping myself in one many more times until standing in front of Mirror I could see You in ME..

Story of One Note...

Every time I would open my coin pouch to handover money, that 100 rupee note would peep out.

And I would say myself “Baby.. The day is not far”

It was tiring, those long walk in the university, scorching sun and empty water bottle was enough to kill me. As I was moving, I immediately paused when my eye fell on the 100 Rupee note lying there on the walkway. i stared at it for moment with a dilemma to pick it up or no, with whatever thought running inside i picked it up and looked around to find someone, I couldn’t. I continued walking clutching it tightly in my palms.. I knew the uneasiness in me and was aware of the reason behind.

I whatsapped HIM

Me: “Found 100 bucks fallen on the way, wat to do?”

He: “U may find some beggar nearby, give it to them”

Me: “OK, Will be back soon”

He: “COOL”

I decided to act upon the same but I was not convinced.

I safely kept it in my bag and returned home.

Evening on call with Amma.

Me: “found 100 Rupee on the street. He asked to give it to someone but I couldn’t”

She: “ok!! on your next visit to temple put it in Daan pethi”

Me: “ But Y? how can that be correct maa?”

She: “ Beta! That is given by GOD”

Me: “Maa, if God has given it to me, I am sure he has enough”

She: “That’s irrational. Well, Why don’t u buy a food out of it and give it to those kids in the streets”

Me: “But Maa, I can do the same with my own money. Why somebody elses?”

She: (Now thoroughly confused) “Do what you feel right”

I was thinking, and repeatedly thinking.. for a while I decided to question the same on Quara and ask others. Somehow dropped the plan.

After a week over dinner

He: “Still thinking of the note?”

Me: “ Yeah.. I do not understand what to do. Many suggested to give it to needed, donate to kid, buy a medicine for the patient, or put it in daan pethi”

He: “Guess they are right. Why don’t you execute any one of it”

Me: “I can do all that with my money. Why with someone’s money, even if I do so, do you think I am perfectly justifying their earning”

I continued, “if I wuldd have lost 10 bucks, I would certainly feel bad, I am sure its same with the everyone, so I donno what to do with it. I wanna wait”

I knew I have left him thinking too.

One month passed… so as 2^nd and 3^rd..

Even till date, every time I would see the note… I said “ Baby.. the day is not far”

I paid the bill, counted all the items, collected them in the bag, checked and rechecked the list for no left outs, I stepped out of the store after thanking the doorman.

I stopped to see this man in his 60s searching for something on the ground.

I went to him and asked him what happened?

He replied, “Beta I think I lost my 100 Rupees somewhere here”

I immediately opened my bag , took out “THAT NOTE” and handed it to the him saying “Oh.. Here it is, I found it fallen over there”

Even before he took the money He said “ Jai Swamy Narayan,  Khush raho Beta”

We exchanged the smile and he went away. I turned back to Mr. Husband with a king size grin, he raised a eyebrow and asked me “WHY”

I replied, “I have relieved  someone from pain of losing their money, which i couldn’t do it that day”

I felt HAPPY 

Every Day life And some lessons...

"Nobody is perfect" uttered someone in the background, "n' nobody's life too" said the other  one. 

don't know why but this conversation stayed in my mind for a whole day long, over a coffee break bestie replied "perfect life is Shopping anything you want at any time you want" to this another colleague added "true true", well i thought How rational..?? laid back on the chair, started thinking does anyone really got perfect life? do we really need one perfect life... nah!!! I believe let life be lil imperfect, lil impractical, let it be lil every random this and that but let it be LOT BETTER.. 

like a filmy in Me always say," Jh0 bhi hai, jaisi bhi hai... Zindagi behat Khoobsurat hai..  

so here i am penning down some ITSY-BITSY BITES of a life which may not make life perfect but they add to a better Life....

• Be kind and nice to others, this is one little life to stay with those grumpy faces

• wear that smile on you always, even perfect makeup is dud without it.

• Stop criticizing/judging people, we are no perfect.

• Met some real bitch, no worries; U gonna end up meeting angle tomorrow.

• Don't be guilty on doing something, if it is making you guilty - promise yourself to never do it again.

• want some lone time; Go get it.. it is so rejuvenating

• Give some space to your partner, it will bring the fresh air into relationship.

• Unorganized is cool, but try to be organized and feel the difference. 

• pick up some good books, they are friends indeed.

• offer to help one, spend time with kids, nothing is worth that Happiness..

 'n Remeber...

  I am watching... Says Karma 

Note: Take it a lighter note for a lighter life.