Being What I Always Wanted To Be.....

I have come across a persistent issue (I sound so much like an IT professional) which has been there since forever and it seems its not gonna find a solution for itself as well! And it is "Generation Gap".  How and where did this concept start...I had never known and neither do I wanna know it. But what bothers me is its definition. Two people with different perspective hide under the pillow of "generation gap" and find a way to stick to their ideas of perfection. Who decides whether the mindset or perspective is correct or does it need to be altered? No one. And thats because if someone would try, he/she would again become a part of one of the either generations. And hence...it becomes easier to blame because there is one crime and multiple criminals! Few years back..I read it somewhere that nothing is right or wrong when opinions are concerned. But one should learn from his/her own experience because that kinda experience holds more weight-age than anything else...

I just got this hair-raising news of setting ablaze the senior district collector  Yeshwant Sonawane by few mafia criminals . And I am hell shocked and numb! Is it a shame? ...A terror? ...A slap on the face? What is it actually?  People are saying that he is a martyr now. Is he? I don't think so. He just is a poor victim of few inhuman and powerful mafia dons who believe that India and Indians are fond of dictatorship. They do whatever they want because according to them, its their turn to become the majesty! And thats the reason they didn't even think twice before committing such a horrendous crime. Probably, they believe people will say, may be scream, media will get a good news, it'll be the headlines for few days...and then what? Everyone would move on! Would we? Can we? Its so easy to close your eyes to avoid the world....and believing that since you are not facing them, they can't see you either. Running away, avoiding and then moving on is not the solution. I...

There are certain things in life which we feel or rather assume that we don't like. We also take the liberty of predicting it for future as well that we are not gonna like it...at any cost! But thats stupid...really! It used to happen with me that I used to claim over certain "dislikes" and "disinterests" in my personal aspect. I never thought why do I dislike it? - Maybe because people generally expected me to do it and I don't like behaving as expected - Maybe because I never tried once to like it as well. - Maybe because even if I try it...I won't do well. And when I re-analysed these two reasons, I realised that now its almost impossible to justify myself because these two points are insensible to tag something out of your to-do list! And today, I started with one of those things- cooking! Yes...I thought that I hated it. I would do it when there is no other option and I had done it as well in those conditions. But I would never be happy to ...

By now, anyone who has ever read any of my posts must be knowing that I just love to write! I can write simple stuff, crazy stuff, sensible stuff, insensible stuff, personal stuff, impersonal stuff or anything...just anything. Nothing restricts my writing...not even myself and I am proud of it! There have been times when people have guided me as to what to write, when to put a full stop or a comma at the least. But I don't listen..at all... and then again I feel proud of myself. :D I always believe that its you who know what do you love and how do you love it? People have different opinions because they love in a different way. But they don't understand that for seeing/finding what they love, they have to work for themselves. No one else would serve them on the platter. They can appreciate or discourage whatever they read. But they can't suggest what the writer should write. And thats because he/she is a WRITER. And he/she chose to be so for his/her own satisfaction. A ...

I just lived a dream in past few days and I don't wanna wake up ever! :) Yes...as the title suggests, I was in Mumbai! Mumbaiii...the city of dreams, culture, local trains, huge buildings, sea-sides, bollywood and what not. You name it and you have it. The list is endless! I couldn't blink my eyes. And that was not because the city is so dream-looking or fancy. It was because I couldn't believe that such a small part of the planet can have so many things going altogether at the same time. You wanna be with yourself all on your own...Mumbai is the place. You wanna be crowded all the time...guess what..?...Mumbai is the place once again! Its both strange and unbelievable. There is this strange misconception or general opinion that if you are not a Mumbaiyya, then you'll only go for becoming an actor or a model there. People are cunning there. Anyone can make a fool of you and you wouldn't even notice. And above all, its not safe for girls to be in the city all al...

Some days mark historical events in your life. Such was this day for me. I got to meet THE Dr. Kiran Bedi. And I don't think that I need to introduce her to my readers here. As simple as any other woman but as strong as any other man out there. Her words, her knowledge, her experience reflects the education which she has received. And I am not talking about the qualification/degrees here. I am talking about the real education...which most of us have lost somewhere. True were her words today that "if you wanna get inspired from someone, sure...go ahead...do that! But you should role model for yourself. Don't imitate anyone because your are just one in piece...there is no replica." I know that different people have different views for the lady but I believe that with good work comes prosperity and prosperity leads to fame. And there are two sides of this fame. Take it or leave it but they will follow you. The bottomline should be "Should I care?". Question...

Someone told me once that you should never leave anything incomplete without giving it your 100% atleast in one of the attempts. And since then... I did the same. I gave 100% to all my relationships...everyone whom I met in my life...be it a friend, a relative, a stranger or anyone. And what a pity...till today I cannot decide which one have ended and which one have still heartbeats left in it. I did all I could to make it the best out of me. Thats all I knew. But then, everything doesn't work on assumptions. I never say that I have done something extraordinary but I just wanna see someone else apart from me doing it once. I never say that I couldn't have done better but I just wanna ensure that it would have made any difference. I am unable to find the right adjective. Is it brutality or is it disgust? Moreover, my senses tell me that I should be far...far away from all this. All that I am thinking or I choose to think preferably. But..you know, this sensibility doesn...