Friday, June 15, 2012

LIFE IS VERY STRANGE


For some life is a journey, a challenge while for some life is a time-pass. Mostly spend life while few live life. I’ve come across many distinct events in my life span. While thinking about all these incidents, I get really puzzled and zero on a point that LIFE IS VERY STRANGE...

We wish to wear high end brands with flashy touch but we feel most comfortable in our simple dresses.
We look for big heavy-duty words while talking with someone to impress him/her yet few simple lines told in an innocent manner reach straight into the heart.  

We wish to sit in 7* restaurants with who’s who of the city but we relish the street food with our friends.
We wish to have big plus-size sedans or SUV and go on a long drive with smokin-hot girls but a walk with the beloved while holding his/her hands seems the best thing in the world.

We wish to own 64 GB iPod and latest gadgets loaded with songs yet sometimes a song on radio brings a smile or tears of joy whose feel are beyond words.

We run for money and fame all our life but we wish to return to our childhood when we did have no money, forget about fame. 

We want to impress our opposite sex with good looks, good body language, style and smartness but we wish for a gal/guy with an innocent heart…

We want to behave like mature persons yet inside we long badly for the childlike enthusiasm….

                             Indeed LIFE IS VERY STRANGE…………..

Thursday, April 26, 2012

Me and My Biking Craze

The desire for riding motor bikes started right after I learned to ride bicycle in Class VII. When, this desire turned into interest and from interest to passion, even I don’t know. All I know that passion for biking did not develop overnight.

I rode a Bajaj Chetak scooter when I was in Class 10th. I was absolutely thrilled by the step-by-step process of kicking- pressing clutch to change gears and pump the accelerator. The short 5 minute scooter trip in the market is indeed a life-cherishing experience. Like the First golden Touch, First kiss, I’ll also never forget my first bike trip.

As I grew up, I badly wanted to have my own bike. But, thanks to my father’s strict nature, I never gathered courage to say him to buy me a bike. So, I started teaching tuitions right after passing class 10th. I saved all the money and in June, 05 I had enough money to buy a second-hand but just three months Royal Enfield. The sound of bike coupled with its macho look made me feel happy from deep inside.

For me, biking was never about high speeds, tashanbazi or reckless road acts. I bike because I just love it. The sweet slap of air on face, air-tight hold of my girlfriend, the roaring sound, the adrenaline rush at high speeds, the feel of aimless long road cruise and the list of heavenly experience will keep going on. If anyone says to express my feelings about biking in words, I won’t be able to do justice to it.

Just press ignition button, press clutch, change gears and head out to rove on the road….

Written for “The Castrol Power1 Blogging Contest” 
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Wednesday, April 18, 2012

THE GOD OF PERFORMERS- MICHAEL JACKSON

I am writing this blog purely with a sense of impulse and not with any thought process. It is something straight from heart…

Just few minutes back at my work station I felt a bit stressed due to work pressure. So, while working, I hopped into YouTube to see videos of the God of Performers- Michael Jackson. I watched Beat It video from Thriller Album and the same song video of MJ’s Munich Show. 

The original video is one of my all time favorites but for the first time I saw about nine minutes long live performance of Beat it which stormed the audience in Munich. As I saw this video, I could clearly sense an adrenaline rush inside me. I saw girls and boys both young and old screaming, crying and singing with MJ. The guitaring in the performance coupled with a riot-like scene on the stage really gave me goose bumps. I am still thrilled and adrenalined as I am writing this. The connect of Performer God with his audience is something that I can’t explain in words. In fact. I feel that words will diminish the real emotions which I am feeling right now.

I also saw the They don't care about us video which was dubbed as Highly Controversial. As the music reached my ears, I could literally feel the angst, hatred and a sense of discrimination.   

I still remember I was studying in British Council library on June 25, 2009 and suddenly I thought about listening to MJ. I downloaded few of his songs in my cell phone and started listening to it. Trust me, I did not even think about him in last five years before that day. When I reached home, I heard the news of his death. My elder brother told me in a joking manner, “May Be, he’s died because you started listening him again.” My brother knew how crazy I was for MJ in my childhood. I myself don’t know how I stopped thinking about MJ for such a long time and his name struck my mind only on his death day.

But reality is that deep down inside, I find myself guilty. I often think that had I not listened to him on that day, he would have been alive even today….
AnywayS MJ was, is and always will be THE PERFORMANCE GOD FOR ME….


Tuesday, April 10, 2012

The Passion- Endeavor for Excellence


Everyone dreams to win but there are not many who wish to try to win. Among these not-so many, some give up after few attempts while some keep trying. Trying is not at all about winning only but it’s more or less related to self-satisfaction and inner delight.
I was interested in music ever since I feel my existence on earth. This interest gradually turned into passion when I started thinking that being a part of music will give me more joy. In order to learn music, I defied my parents. I did not have a music system but my passion to learn instruments made everything possible. Forgive me, if I sound eccentric….
But for passion, you don’t need big names like a Sachin Tendulkar or a Lance Armstrong to get inspired to strive for passion. Just look around and you will find many people with such attributes.
So, In order to inspire me and my readers I’ve tried to shape my thoughts through a hindi poem titled Jazba. 
 

           





जज्बा
हस्ती  बनती  जाएगी कसीदे गढ़े जाएंगे
हो अगर जज्बा तो सितारों के आगे हम जहां  बनायेंगे ।

उम्मीद की उड़ान जब हकीक़त से टकराएगी, ज़रूर डगमगाएगी,
गर सच्चा हो जज्बा तो हकीक़त भी बदलती नज़र आएगी।

कर ईरादा कर कोशिश, पर कोशिश की इन्तहां बड़ी मुश्किल,
माना कोशिश है मुश्किल,पर गर  हो जज्बे  की चाह मुक़म्मिल,
कोशिश-ईरादे की जुगलबंदी  हो तामिल ।

वक़्त गुजरता दौर बदलता, बदलते दौर के साथ इंसान बदलता ,
बदलते  रीश्ते,बदलती फितरत और बदल जाती तकदीर ।

फूटी तकदीर या चमकी तकदीर, ना जाने क्या कहती हाथ की लकीर,
कर लो ऊँची जज्बा-ए-तक़रीर, बदल जाएगी ख्वाबों की ताबीर॥


Jazba (PASSION)

Hasti banti Jayegi, kaside gadhe jayenge,
Ho agar jazba to sitaron ke aage hum jahan banayenge.

Ummid ki udaan jub haqiqat se takrayegi, zaroor dagmagayegi,
Gar sachcha ho jazba to haqiqat bhi badalti nazar aayegi.

Kar irada kar koshish, per koshish ki intehan badi mushkil,
Mana koshish hai mushkil, per gar ho jazbe ki chah muqammil
Koshish-irade ki jugalbandi ho tamil.

Waqt gujarta, daur badalta, badalte daur ke saath insaan badalta,
Badalte rishte, badalti fitrat or badal jati taqdeer.

Futi taqdeer ya chamki taqdeer, na jane kya kahti haath ki laqeer,
Kar lo unchi jazba-ae-taqreer, badal jayegi khwabon ki tabeer … 

                                                            

PS:- I've written both in Hindi and English dialects as some of my friends can speak Hindi but can't read or write it.. 

Some meanings for the convenience of readers:
Taqreer- to speak, speech

Tabeer- fulfillment

Tamil-  to obey

Muqammil- honest


 

Tuesday, March 20, 2012

Creative Starvation

Has this ever happened to you? You are listening to your favorite number or sipping coffee while seeing tiny droplets of rains painting the canvas of your glass window and suddenly a solution of the problem which you’ve been mulling over since long, pops into your brain from nowhere. You keep on thinking why this did not come in my mind before. Such rare moments of brilliance actually come from the eternal creative world which can only be tied in ropes of imaginations and innovations.
Creative starvation or the transition from autism to artism, as I would like to put has been slow but deeply heartening and satisfying. I don’t about others but when I am alone, actually I am not. In this phase of solitude, I am surrounded with n number of thoughts, emotions and ideas. Sometimes, I am so deeply intrigued on a subject, I feel like bursting. That’s when I start to channelize my energy into creative things. I write poems, humorous or thought-provoking one-liners, chalk out new rhythm beats or any new tune, think about innovative badminton strokes (Had I thought about in my playing days…… anyways better late than never).. The satisfaction which I get from these things can’t be expressed in words. The deep-thought process helps me in appeasing my creative hunger.


Well, that was me. But different people have different takes on inventiveness or creativity. Creativity is like an uncontrolled horse which has all the daredevilry or audacity in the world to turn things upside down and seeing things above all normal social, political and physical norms. Those who are creative at heart will certainly be honest, emotional and all the love in the world even to forgive their worst enemies (if given a chance)…












Creativity is not something which you can only associate with non main stream fields like advertising, poems, music and more. But using creativity in main-stream society can change boring things in the next happening stuff.

Possibly, without any problem, I can cast off this consciousness of knowing both an artist as well as an autist.

Monday, March 12, 2012

The Dravid Saga n Me……

One of the few sports persons across the globe who earned a great amount of respect both on and off the field, Rahul Dravid is not only an idol for me but also for millions of other fans across the globe. This blog is a tribute to a legendary cricketer or I’ll say a true gentleman and a valued human being who inspired many a sports lovers.
Personally, I play professional badminton and some of you could say that my idol could be a Lin Dan or a Taufik Hidayat. But liking a player or trying his playing style doesn’t make him an idol. An idol is someone to whom you can relate to or deeply admire. Dravid certainly has these traits. Not even a player, even a student or a working professional or even a businessman can learn from Qualities of Dravid.

Making his debut in England and earlier dubbed as a test material, Dravid completely changed or I would say adapted his batting style for One day Internationals. The adaptive quality is a must for every working professional to succeed in his professional life.

I still remember how many times, Dravid donned a role of a wicketkeeper or opened the innings for India in both test matches and ODIs just for team’s sake. This man kept the team’s welfare always ahead of his personal interests. He didn’t like wicket keeping, all through his life he batted as a middle-order batsman but he also opened for India. Such go-getter attitude, high amount of concentration and calmness is something which every student will like to have. Rahul’s sound batting technique and his ability to play long innings won him the title of THE WALL.

The unselfishness and calmness of this man is incredibly impeccable. Personally, I never find Rahul arguing with anyone on the field. I still remember, in stead of replying opponents through my game on court, I tried to defeat them in war of words. But after seeing an interview of the legend- Rahul Dravid where he said,” I will let my bat do the talking rather than having a verbal go with a bowler or a fielder, get out and let my team and country down.” These words indeed had a great influence on me. And the very next year in 2006, I played the finals of state championship and also represented my state in Nationals. During the course of the tournament, I defeated many seasoned and senior players. Because I was talking less, I could easily concentrate on opponent’s weaknesses and win points.

All these things are very personal and there are endless positive effects that the legend Rahul Dravid had on me in different periods in my life. Such great ambassadors of game come rarely in centuries….