Bouncing Back

She lay still. Almost like a corpse. Suddenly everything stopped making sense to her. Her entire life was now meaningless.
He was just a part of it. But the naïve person she was, she thought her world revolved around him. She thought he was her world instead. Oh hopeless romance.

She had been a drama queen. Until then she blew little things out of proportion and laughed off the attention she got. But now, she had witnessed a big event of her life. She was not sure if she wanted to keep that as a memory.

It was three in the morning. She wanted to talk to someone, but the voice seemed lost. “Hello, hello.” She did not reply. She hung up the phone and lay still again. It kept buzzing. But she was unsure of what she would say now.

The call was from the person she built her world around. But its funny how trust once broken can make you dumb. It was like reality had slapped her so bad. Even the spirits in the room, if they could talk, would mock at her and at the same time pity her.

She took out a sleeping pill, popped it in. And God, she was wrong. The void in her made the pill ineffective. That was the first time an empty mind had caused her a headache.

Empty mind. But only one thing bounced back in her thoughts again and again. “How could he cheat on me?” Tired of thinking the same thing she slipped into a nap, also hoping she would feel better when daylight struck and birds chirped.

A fine beam of the sun pinched her in the eye and to her shock, everything was as still as it was four hours back. She was a morning person, but what was unusual about this one? The void. She was reminded of it again.

She clinched her fist and struck her head with it, once twice thrice. She wanted to cry. But she could not. She wanted to eat but this was a depression. The worst part was that, she went the same way for the next fortnight.

Until when she stood on the terrace that night, the wind brushed through her hair. She was forced to feel her breathing. She closed her eyes. It was dark. Usually she saw two faces happy. But this time, it was pitch dark. Suddenly, she saw a face, trying to make its way like the sun on a cloudy day.

It emerged clearer and clearer… and it was her face. She was smiling, in that short dream and in reality. She did not expect to see herself like that again. Two drops from each eye rolled out. She was crying. Usually one would call it mixed emotions, but she knew she was happy. She howled, she allowed all the negativity to drain out form the abyss of her soul.

She knew this would be the first and the last time she would cry over this. The future would only have her thinking of this as a lesson. And just then she realised how everything really happens for a reason and for good.

She had had a closure from a dead relationship which was only alive in her mind. Alive until he cheated on her. And now there she is again, telling everyone how she is happy about that unfaithfulness,and that she could see the reason for his infidelity.

I told you she is a drama queen. Now she says “Cheating is good, it frees at least one bird from the cage every time.”

Our Very Own Superpower!

Everyone has his or her own personal fairy tale. Some are inspired from our very own Walt Disney popular style, some from the super hero stuff (flurry with happy endings). Sometimes our real life comes close to it and at other times we strive really hard.

Someone told me we all of have undiscovered super powers. I asked how one could find what really is the super power? And I do not remember the answer honestly. Or perhaps there is no answer at all.

Imagine if we could find what really is our super power. Imagine yourself playing in the field with your power and your friends with their own. Imagine how you could experiment with it. Find how it is fearful for your own self, and then you would find ways around it, recover and explore an absolutely new side of it.

Imagine you have been clumsy all your life. People laugh at you as you call for social embarrassment when you fall into the unnoticed dustbin, or drop an orange juice on your white top or slip by the pavement as you notice someone awesome cross paths with you.

And then imagine if you realise that could be your strength. You suddenly realise how you carried your luck unknowingly through things. Like when you fell into the dustbin, it was because you were saving yourself and so many others who could get hit by a fast moving car in the campus, but because they all were busy laughing at you, the car passed away. And hello, they did not even notice that and thank you!

Or when you dropped that orange juice on you white top, it formed an amazing pattern and it suddenly became the new hot summer trend for your peers too, and you could see all those people in the canteen dropping different juices in different pattern (I apologise if it sound inappropriate).

And that time when you slipped on the pavement, I am sure you would refer to that as unwanted attention from that person. But you know how they say someone who can laugh off the pain in the ass (literally here), can attract the best attention ever. That ways, it is easy to be spunky, cool, jazzy, and funny and guess what… great easy attention transferred all at the same time. Just smile looking straight into their eyes; you never know that person might just fall too.

I know this lies in the category of easier said than done. I do not really know what fits right for me. I am the clumsiest person you will ever come across. I dropped an entire tray of food in a dark theater hall as I tripped off a stair and by the end of that millisecond thanked God that no one saw. I do not know how I could fix that. The food was spoilt and a lot of money wasted. But then when I came back to my seat and thought about it, I realised how I was standing on the cash counter and thinking, “What if just happen to drop all of this while entering?” And that happened, for real.

It struck me how my thoughts manifested into a real action, involuntary though, but it did. So I am now discovering how I can transform my thinking into positive, constructive yet involuntary action and perhaps that is my super power. (Sounds absolutely bizarre, I know)

I have read a lot of motivational books and read about how the universe manifests your thinking into real time result for what you direct it to be like. I don’t know if there is universe listening to me, or a genie waiting for my command.

But I do understand that thoughts must come big as life for good reasons. We do not want to be harmed and we do not want to be hurt. So why not strive for positive action and let the power lie in it. That might just be this humanity’s biggest super power ever.

“For my personal fairy tale, has good in store for all.”

Happy Reading.


Let Your Senses Act

So I thought the sequel to my previous post on my dear “doublethink” was never coming. But what could be a better time than to put it up right before the polls day. This nation, your nation, mine too; needs us. No matter how clichéd it may sound but it is an undeniable truth.

Tomorrow you would want to laze around and call your friends up to help you finish the stock of beers you have, wake up late or just not vote because it is difficult for you to decide whom to vote for. I can understand that, I am no different.

But hey, your casting the vote is the first step towards a better India. You sure do not want to entire politics, but atleast cast that damn vote so you don’t blame yourself.

But apart from that there are a few things you can do in order to revive this nation.

1. File RTIs. Many people think that RTIs are of no use, but it really is a way to get that extra information about the laws made and question the dilly-dally implementation of these laws. You can file RTI for a whole lot of things. Ever thought about filing an RTI about how much fuel goes into running these government vehicles?
We all must have heard some distant relative say, government jobs are the best. We get so many advantages. They brag about their brother’s daughter or son being an IAS, IPS officer. Excuse me if I am wrong, very few stick to their business and most of them are corrupt. It is shameful that when people talk about government jobs which are about being public servants or working for proper administration (or may be it never was) it is instead about the extra benefits, travel incentives, extra holidays, compensatory holidays and medical benefits.
A normal Indian, service class person pays taxes every year without fail, the taxes which have been increasing with every financial budget since almost six years and has even taken place in my online shopping, are spent to provide benefits to these public servants so they can render their duties with full dedication. In return, what does a common man get, being forced to bribe the babu in government offices so he does his work in time. I am sorry to say, but here I don’t see that bribe being a failure on part of the common man, but a failure of the Indian Administrative System… or say any Indian System altogether, now blame me for generalizing and talking about the typical Indian system, I do not care. It is a fact no one can change. So think about these little issues, knock the authorities down with multiple RTIs to know more. You can stalk that girl and get her number from everywhere, think about stalking the government and you might just get to know things you could have never even imagined.
You could however also get to know about the good things which have been done, perhaps some increase in the literacy rate in an area due to proper implementation of the education reform, spread that and let people know who, which party indulges for real in substantive reforms and public welfare.

2. Form communities and file cases. Very recently the Supreme Court has dismissed a PIL with asked for post poll alliances being banned. It said that the courts couldn’t restrict parties to not form alliances with some other parties to form a government. I personally thought that the PIL made sense.
If people who share the same views regarding the development of the nation, they must set platform and brainstorm about the possible glitches in the system and find out possible direction to the correction.
Think about it, in this ‘secular’ nation, we form communities for our religion and propagate it because our constitution gives us the leverage to do so, but have we ever thought about forming groups which help increase development. The day we liberate ourselves of these minor differences, then can we think about greater meaning of words like developments.
So form communities, irrespective of whatever differences you can possibly think- divide you and the other person, for when you come together for real as a power, then only will these politicians take us seriously.
Think about it, this nation has over a thousand registered political parties, all approved by the Election Commission. It is rather funny that this commission, which can give parties the license to contest election cannot dismantle parties. So a party can get 10% votes once and manage staying in politics, for FOREVER. Ever thought, how such a big pool be checked?

3. Now that you have found out issues in the system and made communities of the intellectuals, the nation lovers and the informed, you need to file PILs. Public Interest Litigations could be a boon to the Indian systems. It is the only way I know, that a citizen of this nation can raise his voice for the correction of the ill practices which have slowly crept in and now exist and defining the system for all the bad reasons.

I apologize if I sound all preachy. I know all of us are too busy with our lives, but what is the use of living a life, which is not worth living. We slog ourselves hard from when in school to get good grades, to get the stream we wish for, to study in the top most college, till we retire all to have a good retired life. How will you feel if someone told you that you wasted it for being a narcissist?

Rise above and let your senses act.
Happy reading.

We Are Fools

India is the most populated democracy and the sad truth is that this population has no value. We all are mere ‘LOTAS’ (a utensil with a round base). We run in herds and our top floors stop working. We are conformists.

Indian population still thinks highly in terms of caste and religion. I don’t know if it’s just sad or devastating instead. Some time back, I was watching the Big Fight on NDTV. One of the panelists, a Journalist herself, said in her rounding up statement based on her research that “We vote for our caste.”

Why is it that the person standing for a seat does not matter to us? Why is it that we don’t go about inspecting the background of these candidates? Why is it that we don’t understand the politics these parties try to play? Or are we just helpless because all of these people (well mostly) are the same, and we try to choose a better option from amongst the worst…?

Today they claim to be our well wishers and tomorrow come out barking and biting at us as if they have all the power… even though in a democracy rightly people must be the wielders of the power. These so called well wishers then, come in the position they contest for and forget they are our servants- PUBLIC SERVANTS- and not some minister only.

With all of these things running in my mind these days, the only thing which comes clearly as a conclusion is that we have been reduced to mere votes and the individuality, humanity and the concern for development from the grassroots has gone to dogs (literally). Ask a young person about politics and the most obvious answer you will get is “Its shit!”

Indian voters are caught between the devil and the deep sea. If we don’t vote, we don’t exercise our right and thus don’t have the right to vent out anger about the government that comes in the position and if we do, we don’t know, who to choose?

The biggest scam in these general elections is the new entry on the board, NOTA. This “none of the above” option, as I know, seems to be the choice of many young voters. But here’s an advice, I might sound all stupid, but if you are considering NOTA, then you are caught in a trap.

You will go and press NOTA and think you have exercised your right, but here’s the catch, your vote is still wasted- or say Indian systems are wasted. If most people go for NOTA, even then, the party which gets the maximum votes of people, shall form the government; minority rule.

So minority is okay, but deceiving people is definitely not. What sense NOTA makes, when the Election Commission cannot announce re-election if most people opt for NOTA? Its rather a trap for the literate classes (ahem ahem), they will think they have cast their vote, but it will remain as useless.

So lets imagine, someone gets frustrated of all of this and decides, hello! I must stand against it. So he does. He forms a party. He comes in power, because people seem to ‘vote for change.’ Then these age-old parties full of almost dead people and thugs and goons, start to harp on that new person like vultures.

They call him politically inexperienced. And I find that amusing. Extremely amusing. Yes AMUSING! I mean the poor guy tries to stand against the ill in the system, you smash him down the seat and call him inexperienced in every move he makes. He has got to be inexperienced because he has come there for the first time and experience comes when you let people work their way out. Everyone’s not lucky to have the points for being the part of national movement or when some party started the two party system here in India for the first time…was new too. And this was the path they tread as well.

Yes he is politically inexperienced. Because he did not buy people’s votes with tablets, laptops and cash, because he did not use the tool of caste and religion, because he did not loot people to come in news because he wanted to gain publicity for his might for standing for elections… instead people saw in him which all these politician have drained themselves off and have a tainted image now from the legacy of being in politics.

But its not their fault. Its OUR fault. We vote for these people and when they come in positions, we treat them like our masters and be their slaves… we must instead make them realize that they are our servants and meant to work for us and not boss around.

Its rather sad that India has never had a revolution I feel. The condition of this country is regressing day by day and we just slog harder by day to earn our bread and confine to our bread earning. Its sad that the young blood boils and resides momentarily. On one hand I see people of my age protesting on India Gate and facing water cannons for the brutal rape of some girl they don’t know and on the other hand they choose the comfortable option of criticising what’s going and returning back to our business.

We all love power. But somewhere, deep down we all also think how power to every individual divided equally would make this country a better place. Lofty words, I know, but lets not let this die. Its high time, we did something.

The next post, I shall tell you what you can do 😉

Happy Reading.