Gandhigiri and more

If truth were a person, it would be a poor woman in torn clothes, ignored, forgotten, bruised, old and hungry.

If gandhiji were to return, he may just be horrified to see how this country runs. The politicians, the corruption, the greed and the paranoia....

I once heard someone say - the man with the gold makes the rules......to my disappointment this appears to be a universal truth..... (Thank god for the exceptions)

I work and interact in an environment where people would rather be rich than happy....

My refusal to accept the usual norms of climbing the ladder so far have not hurt.... but everywhere i look, i am the exception..... its scary but thats okay......

everyone is interested in what the other is doing.....

I want to revisit childhood but thats not a choice anymore.......

Leaders are not born that way, its what you retain while growing up that makes all the difference. To standup and say that I would not follow blindly for I am a being of reason and i must have all the whys answered before i choose to join the crowd.....

I'd rather be wrong and admit it than join a crowd for the sake of that stupid notion of safety in numbers.....

The answers to what is the right thing to do are not in others..... they are within......all i have to do is cut of the noise and listen when all is quite........ and its then that gandhi and the others come alive..... they have been there all along but you see we are just not willing to listen for truth sometimes can be more scary than hell......

If I were ayn rand..... I'd build the statue of a man ..... glorious, upright, arm stretched upwards to heaven, eyes staring straight at the sun..... I would call that statue - TRUTH...... as rightly deserved an never acknowledged!

To Bridget Jones...Cheers!

I was and still am immensely amused by the way Helen Fielding's Bridget got along in the society which clearly divides the haves (in this case the woman having a husband) and the have nots! I remember thinking, India is different! I was right. But experience says different doesn't mean better.....

.......... There is no way to bridge the gap.... honestly ..would I want to cross over and ask that entire generation of sixty-somethings about why exactly do they pity the single woman..... while all that generally happens is that the happily marrieds! involve happiness of only the parents of the couple.... No, I am not saying there are no married folks who are truly happy.... its just that I've seen an astonishingly large numbers stuck in marriage......

Its only the truly happy ones that keep my faith alive in the institution and the belief that it should be done only when ur heart feels its right and not just your head!

Picture this (Complete fiction but very apt!):

[Mother's friend above fifty yrs in age : MF

ME: ME]

MF: beta how are u?

ME: I am fine aunty. thank you. How are you?

MF: I am fine too....so... how is work....(at this point i can see the wheels churning in her head and i know whats coming next)

ME: Doing well... got another promotion

MF: Congrats..... ab sab to kar liya.... shaadi kab karogi?

ME: ...ummmm...

I am ready to believe those who say that they got married coz they were fed up of the questions coming their way....... I will so believe them!

..... I cant imagine the pressure on those poor souls in varanasi, firozpur, kanpur, latur, indore, or other such smaller cities where everyones business is up for discussion......and action.

.......... I know its not any better for single men..... they too hear a lot of "ab shaadi kar hi lo!"

When a woman says no to marriage she is being choosy. Yes she is. So???? Whoever said that she couldn't?

Single life is beautiful. It gives you time to make a career, take care of parents, make and keep friends, be free to travel, adopt babies, have affairs, flirt like mad, work extra hours, not keep the mom-in-law happy by having a spotless home, not feel guilty if you don't cook and lots more.

No ... I am not anti-marriage.... I am just not ready to link it with the clock!

Yes I do fear being alone. But I've learnt that fear is almost as strong a driving force as love or hate......

I love and enjoy the language I see exchanged between friends who got married to each other post-falling-in-love! Its beautiful and its heartwarming. But then I have also seen people who get lonely when they are with lots of people in a room including their spouses.

In life ...we always always always have a choice.... sometimes we make it consciously.... sometimes not.

I choose my own way.... and am not afraid of making mistakes..... at least they'd be mine..... one hundred percent original!

Mindless Banter

Thoughts arrive like passengers in packed trains
Each carrying a past and meaning
But words scatter before the story is made
For they were all travelling in different directions

I watch each one
I know what they say
I feel their hearts sorrow
And the joy of their souls

They have known me for long
They have owned me sometimes
But then I left for other places
And the thoughts went their own way too

Why am I writing this blog

I am a creative person..... unfortunately since most of my time is spent at work, my creativity is curtailed to a large extent and reduced to finding amusing but intelligent sounding answers to questions that clients ask.....

....But i have made this space for something else......

It is for that little voice inside that doesnt get heard very often......

There is a lot that could be said and yet it gets bundled & slotted for later reference while somewhere I already know that whatever i wanted to express is on its way to the bin......

I would like to belive this isnt impulse or panic at having nothing to share in retrospect with close friends.....

but then who do i kid here but myself......

I have made blogs earlier and forgotten them ..... my mind says dont say that out loud.... it would reveal that u are inconsistent..... and then i hear myself closely and i feel ...... whats the harm at a new attempt.....
so here i am........

same old me with a brand new blog!