Life is not flat: the canyon of darkness

A dim light beams on face as the other half of the smiling lips kiss the pure myst of darkness. Life is never short of good memories. Regardless of times your go through, you would have at least a handful of finest memories of past to reckon with. Unarguably, perhaps these finest moments of past are the best things to bring a smie on your face anytime.

Life is not flat for all. Everyone does not get the same amount of happiness and luck. Some get less and some more. All the motive of living life boils down to being content with self. Its analogous to an itch in hand which u want to scratch, but are abstained from doing so, in order to avoid inflicting further damages. Similarly, there are moments you wish to chose a short-cut in order to get relieved from current, but don't do so in order to avoid injuries during long run. Problems come and for some they get eclipsed, and for others they stay on like shadows.

Walk in any crowd, there are innumerous souls who combat their daily problems and still continue to live life. While you may be enjoying party at some corner of world, at other corner a BSF patrol man would be safe guarding our country against attacks. Few of us are lucky to get our dreams in subsequent stages of life and many of us are unlucky ones to be deprived of what we aspire of.

The debate between fairnes and unfairness is never ending, with both the faction(read:winners who generally administer for fairness and non-winners who take the other side) right on their stance.

A cup of coffee

Life can't be hectic unless your luck runs short. You start appreciating the 1 hour breaks and try to make up for your sleep deficit, develop fondness for mess food after missing canteen dinner/lunch, pat your back when you succesfully conquest(this is the greatest achievement) the breakfast and breathe a sigh of relief for every avoidance of mishap. In this context let me recollect an incident which occured few days back

"Lets go for a coffee treat" excalimed Bravo.
"But why? Who will go? Coffee? Where".

It was time when our group had wrapped up a task and we were about to leave, an enthusiatic team mate suggested the idea for coffee.
Thanks to our nature of questioning(and not answering) each and every aspect of the world. The flood of questions were anticipated. Some of the team mates even had left quietly by the time the questions were silenced.
"I am heading. Whoever wants to join may join in" echoed another team mate.
Brave one liners such as these although may sound classic, but invite wrath of others(particularly those who think that doing anything other than work is simply a waste of time). Still, the six of us managed to locate a empty table at canteen. As usual some(to be read as jokers) of the team mates were busy cracking jokes and some others were busy gauging jokers. A few were entangled in performing the post-tasks closure activities.
Some jokers displayed their sympathy for others, while few were busy completing up the post-task closure activity.  For some, the relationship with the incident ends after the culmination of incident, while for others there are still works to be done even after closure of activity.

A cheers to those set of serious people who sacrifice the small moments fun and enjoyment, and commit themselves in ensuring that everything goes on smoothly.

The night, Gadar movie was on!

The carpet of cold waves was an element of irony in the ambience of grave discussions. Things were certainly not going the way I wished. In fact, the descending luck and strings of bad results helped me define the term ‘worse’. Worse is a phenomenon which occurs when your satisficing efforts misses the target(i.e. getting the result). Coincidentally we are so habituated with mapping the efforts with results, that any failure is directly mapped to the efforts pumped in. But, this school of thought is justified. Do we have any examples where a success has not been mapped to efforts? The topic of efforts and results is a grey one till date, as none can quantify the exact relation between these two poisonous chalice. Yes, chalice when the result is success and poison when the effort is huge and result is negative.

Coming back to topic, while my friend echoed the feedback, a silky note of tune sprang of out guitar. Someone was playing guitar at the midst of night. Times never go your way, neither you can bring them back. The only best thing you can do is sleep and wake up in an anticipation of forgetting it.  I knew that things weren’t going my way and gazed at the lights, which were twinkling in the dense dark night. I learnt one thing that irrespective of whatever efforts we pump in, human beings can never be perfect. Additionally it is wise to culture your strengths rather than struggling in an over optimist anticipation of improving(by a huge margin) your weakness. The day you start ‘unsubscribing’ to the alerts in the world and trust self, you would be in a better position to make decision. Best, every decision would be yours and hence you do not need to convince self. But as mentioned before, we have been habituated to ‘follow’ or ‘subscribe’ to the alerts of the world. The alerts resemble the irritating alerts of any friends in social network who keeps on spamming huge volumes of rhetoric on the wall.

I can read the question “speak up, what’s the matter?” in the facial expression of my friend. Fortunately or not, my nature has helped me gain/lose opportunities in life. Additionally, commitment can never be judged on first day of the show and needs time to turn from a molten wax to a rock hard seal! While returning, I saw a person watching a movie on his mobile. Suddenly the music turned to be known. It was the background music of movie Gadar. The music aptly summed up the meet. Life is mostly sour, we have learnt to enjoy sourness.

Rest or work: balancing life

The day started with a melodramatic afternoon, when I climbed to canteen to feed my hungry stomach. Missing out lunch didn't favor me much as I soon realized how priceless was the missed event, when my stomach echoed "feed me! feed me!".

As I stepped into the lobby(sounds professional, doesn't it?), my eyes turned to the fixated LCD monitor where  a movie channel was switched on by the kind virtue of someone. Although i had to resort with bread-butter-jam and coffee, I did enjoy the melodramatic music that colored the canteen with a classic vibe. The movie 'fashion' was on and juxtaposed emotional scenes were on roll. I soon wrapped off the snack and went to computer center.

Its late night, thanks my madness and fetish for blogging and writing article which has kept me kicking. As i stepped to mess to check if my luck was on roll, I was fortunate to get cold drink.

"Bhaiya, at what time do you wake up" I inquired the mess retailer
"11 am. Sleeping 7 hours is a must for anyone" he replied.

I was quick to acknowledge him as I knew that each of us balances our life to have a healthy equation between work and rest. All said, let me rush to sleep to balance life:)

P.S : The above mentioned lines are purely fictious and do not resemble/coincide with any living organism

Little drops of hope never trickle down

My results in have already exceeded my expectations(i.e. shocked me) and put me in the backbenchers category.  Today, I will get an opportunity to confront the test.  Ironically I am least concerned about the exam in which I am expected to do well to hang on to the course(pump myself from bottom to atleast median position, in order to assure my promotion to next term). To be honest, I am shit scared. Assuring world that him/her self is not scared of situation has turned into a normal routine for all the existent organisms, after each individual learns of the fact that sharing the problem actually does not add any relief to the scenario. Worse, it can result in blunder. It’s a lifelong mantra to assure self that there is no way out except facing the consequences.

Let me divert from the topic and take off the burden. Everytime I hit to the food court at manipal and taste the delicious chicken tikka of Hangyo Saiba food outlet, my taste bud rejoice and cherish the spicy grilled chickens.

Coming back to the topic, I do agree now that silence is a proxy for worrisome point. Pick out any person who’s silent, it goes by default that the person is battling out a big hurdle. But unfortunately we humans have ourselves to entertain self. People say that there exist a healer who takes away the problem from you. Some see the healer in form of god and some in form of humans. Those who acknowledge the gravity of passing time believe that such healers cease to exist in world. All these are a hypothetical thought that is bubbled up to make one feel good. Yes, feel good. One can feel good by puffing a stack of cigarettes, drinking vodka, lending ears to music and performing many other activities. We term these activities as ‘distracters’ which engages us in an addictive task. Say for example you like a track and are addicted to it. What follows next are a juxtaposed frames of de-ja-vu moments where you keep on playing the same track again.

It would be bearish of me to say that even today I feel that my academic position is under jeopardy. I have slowly realized my interest in life and hope that I ultimately get in there. Waiting for an opportunity is considered ‘illogical’ in today’s world. Do we have solution for such aspirators who chose to deviate from their interest because they need to had patience and each ticking second asks money from them? I don’t think we can do anything now, but I want to do some thing for such individuals. May be provide such individuals(whose interest area might not fetch enough money) with finance. Can I? The answer would be obvious in a very short span of time.

Cover the wound

At a cliff, 10 miles above ground a group of solders take rest on a tiny ridge during their trekking operation on a mission.

Shepoy: Sir, I am scared of heights.

Captain: Don't look down. 

The famous scene from the movie 'lakshya' comes in my memories whenever I face a grave situation. It has been one of my take-aways from life that whenever one is in deepest trouble as the shepoy was, the best thing to do is turn on the attitude of captain. Although the approach didn't do either more or less to solve problems, it eased tensions. Add on to it the joy of surpassing a hurdle without talking to the world. It gives self an immense boost of confidence in cases of victories. Further, in case of failures, one learns how to live with them(failures). Everyday we encounter umpteen problems ranging from grave to gravest nature. The only thing that keeps one alive is faith in self. 

Gone are the days when I used to hold hands of my father in platform when the train used to arrive.  Now its me sitting alone on the macadam waiting for the train, killing the time by recalling reminiscent memories. A scene of mother/father caring his child gives me a pat of consolation that time has changed. But somehow the image still haunts and sooths me at the same time. Paradox feeling has became an integrated part of life for my generation, as we look forward to do multitasking and achieve lots during our youth. 

As time passes, we learnt to accept everything. But ultimately we are the lone fighters at heart. Nobody can snatch away our swords from us easily, as a battle fought lone with selfish motive is the most hassle battle.

The inspirator

Wednesday presented me with the gift of wisdom, as Dr. Harish Hande shared his thoughts on social enterpreneurship. Hande, an alumnus of IIT Kharagpur, essayed his take away during his journey from engineer to entrepreneur. Making a steady start, Dr. Hande took no time turn a group of students to passionate audience. Witnessing how an orator can turn into a cynosure was a treat for us.

Each and every line of Dr. Hande made sense, not only because he talked logical, but also because he himself was the epitome of how a problem should be solved. His perpetual talks made sure that none of audience had even a second to take eye off from the crux of discussion. Applause kept on pouring in at timely intervals, testifying the audience association with his speech.

"Solution is the best way to protest."

The line turned to be one of my favorites as Dr. Hande spoke on how to channelize emotions into strength, how to turn the negative trust into a strong chain of progress and highlighted key issues within our youth population that is causing the gap between the youth having potential of innovation and the rural india. He rightly mentioned that unless we go and spend time with them, we would not be able to solve their problem.

I suddenly realized how right was he. For instance, when watching movies such as  'swades' or 'chak de india' we turn from a dead rubber to a emotionally charged patriotic battery. But the avatar of patriotism ends as soon as the movie finishes. Does spending more time on a problem makes us more motivated and inclined to solve the problem? This question will loom in my mind forever. This thought of mine might be ceased tomorrow, but I would never forget this question. Can we make rural India a place to live? Yes, we can.

Just like after shifting into a house of mess we turn a house to a clean place to live, we can similarly turn a village to be of same parameters as that of living conditions in city, only when we transition to villages. Will forcing industries to open up in villages help us to solve the problem? Yes, it would, only if someone washes out the preconceived notions of our brain.