He was in love

Love makes you realize things that you never knew about yourself. I think somewhere inside we are capable of a lot of love. Its all inside coiled up like a spring ...ready to unwind…and all it needs is that thought…that realization…when you know that every thought you have is no longer yours…your dreams are no longer yours… and when this happens a new you is born…one who wants to give…share and let his love know..let her know how every thought before going to sleep is hers’ ... the first thought in the morning is hers’…
Well this happened to someone I know well ( and still trying to get to know better…each day is an improvement)

Every occasion was important….moments with her were like memories that he knew would be with him forever...well its been quite some time now and I don’t think his grey cells would disagree with him. These moments were also moments of great inspiration…so every moment he spent with her...conversations he had with her…were things he wanted to re-live …cherish and enjoy again…so he wrote about them… he loved her so much..so much…he wanted his words to shelter her from the roughness that this world laid in her way…he wanted his words to take care of her boss's mean remarks…a client's reprimand … the disappointment of not having been able to catch a favorite movie over the weekend… anything that mattered to her mattered to him ..maybe a bit more than it mattered to her sometimes… he wanted his words to add a capital H to her happiness. He wanted small moments of happiness..those tiny miny incidents …to become as extensive as the explanation of a geometrical theorem…..whatever troubled her…made her happy…. He had to write to her...every day ….each day….

Some things that he wrote… in the morning…on that small menace we call the cell phone...making sure that this thought made a difference to her day …..

Today hold on to happiness and cheer as a child holds on to a toy…..both of you deserve each other

Hope this day is as filled with happiness as a rain cloud is with water.

Hope today you are as comfortable as a dew drop is on a petal.

Hope today each moment is like the strings of a guitar. Hope you make sweet music all day. Play it up today.

The next day after they were at the seaside the previous evening - May your presence be the like waves at sun set – exciting , wonderful and a pleasure to witness.

They day after had walked together on a moonlit night...but could not see the moon...it was a cloudy night and he knew they wouldn’t be meeting that day….May you be like the moon of last night – even those who don’t see you today … may they glow and cheer in your shine.

May each moment be like the drawings in a child’s drawing book – colorful , simple but perfect. Have a perfect day.

He wanted to meet her…but realized they would not be able to meet that day …….May you be like an angel today….for those who meet you – may you bless with cheer and happiness and those you don’t – may you give hope – that they too will be blessed some day.

She told him that she was going to have a rough day in office the next day…May you be like a flag today…remember…if there are rough winds there would be gentle breeze too coming your way...fly high today.

May your day be like the tiffin your mom made for you for school – full of affection and sincerity and giving great contentment…have a grand meal today .

Hope this day is like a bottle of champagne – full of fun… stir it up today and let go…soaking everyone around you. Get high on life today.

After they went to restaurant playing live music the previous night……May each moment of this day be like the songs we heard last night….full of fun…and just when you thought you had heard the last one – let there be many more..play it up today.

May each moment in your day be like the character in a hit comedy play – hilarious and worth applauding. May the play run forever...enjoy every scene today.

Hope your day is like a temple and you the temple bell… let everyone who walks into your day hear your sweet melody…ring aloud today.

She was meeting her old roommates after a long time….Be like the child who hears the last bell at school – happy …very happy – its time to go to those who care…have fun.

She forgot to eat a chocolate that he gave her….Have dreams as sweet as the chocolate you forgot to eat tonite…may you be like the wrapping on the chocolate when you get up in the morning – bright and shining.

He was angry with her ...cause she didn’t treat him well the day before…..Each day is like biting into a pastry….sometimes while enjoying the sweetness of the pastry we fail to notice the ingredients that make it sweet. Hope you get to appreciate the ones that make your pastry sweet.

Let there be a sea of happiness with sands of joy…hope you get to walk bare feet on it today…hope your feet stay wet all day

The Realization

Everything happens for a purpose.... even the pain..its exists so that bliss could exist..if there was no pain ... how would we understand fun..happiness.....joy

If everything is happening with God's will ..why should there be suffering? Why should people sleep hungry ...or kill ..or cheat...or hurt others...

Well if were to have all the answers we wouldnt need a God ..would we?

I got one answer that day however... the answer to this - that while pain is inevitable if one is destined to go through it... the interplay of lives...souls... can reduce the pain....help someone realize what he is gifted with...

I had a bike during my postgrad days in Delhi. One day in the morning i had to drop one of my friends to the railway station. My bike didnt have any petrol so had to borrow a frens Kinetic honda.. the one with a carriage at the front. After seeing off my freind i came out of the station and what i heard sent a chill down my spine.... a puppy was wailing with pain..i followed the cries to a place near the station..there it was lying in mud , covered with flies...lots of them all over the poor thing...the place it was lying at was at the footsteps of a small mosque...
That moment i had a feeling of great sympathy and great anger.... i was angry at god ...why should a pup .. a sweet pup have to go through such terrible pain...if everything is in god's control why there was no one to attend to the creature outside the house of god..it just didnt make sense... God wasnt there... this pup wasnt meant to there.
Anyways i picked up the pup and wiped off the mud....it stopped crying that very moment. Both of its legs were broken..some vehicle must have run over them. There was no blood however and it didnt seem to be in any pain. What was causing the wailing were the flies which were irritating that small sweet thing. I wrapped the pup in some paper i found nearby and put it in the carriage of the kinectic . I drove to an animal hospital nearby and took the small sweety thing to the doc there . She was a very sweet kind lady who very gently examined the pup .... and then gave me the bad news. The pup had both of its legs pulled out its hip sockets due to the pressure and weight of the vehicle that had run over it. There was nothing the doctors could do..it was too small to be operated on and it couldnt grow up without being able to ever stand.... they suggested we put the small angel to sleep... i was sad and even more angry at god...but it was in the best interest of the pup..... i said my goodbye to it and walked off.... they would have injected it a few minutes after that... relieving it of its miseries.
While all of this left a bad taste in my mouth..i understood the true meaning of what happened that day after around a couple of months...and it came suddenly..
Why on that day was i to have a vehicle with a carriage....why was i to hear the wailing when no one else bothered....why was i to decide to see off my friend that day at that time alone....why did he have to leave that day..
All of this could be seen as a series of usual events or could be seen as the great script that the almighty has scripted where our lives interplay .... at different times...in different ways.... where everyone , each soul gets to realize something....achieve something.... learn something.
I heard the wailing and did something because i am meant to do that..thats my blessing...to notice pain....and do something about it....thats my duty... i dont get any extra points for this in his log book for this ..because that is one of my role definitions for this life time..... my prize is that everytime i am blessed to help .... to care..to help heal.... i feel i have been touched by god..that i am being counted for... that i was chosen to deliver this responsibilty.....
The Pup was meant to die..so it did....but it wasnt meant to die there wailing...crying helplessly..it was meant to have a peaceful death.... in the hands of doctor who would have had a tough time injecting the leathal dose of anesthesia - very kind and loving pair of hands. The pup lived and died the way it was destined to .... i am alive ... with a realization .... the way i am destined to.... The pup was destined to make me realize something so that maybe i could notice more such pups in the future...i was destined to learn...to help the pup to its peaceful death.
After this incident there have been many more.....incidents where i have been at places i wasnt meant to be.... at times i wasnt meant to be.... help someone...some person..some animal... but everytime it happens i try and do what i am meant to do...and thank god ... for the gift...for the opportunity.... for the blessing where i make a difference....
I am no saint... while a lot of these incidents result in a lot of pain for some gentle soul...somewhere inside me i must admit it creates warmth ... a shade of happinessw which i find very strange to handle..... but i realize that i got a chance to make a difference.... i am not sure whether i should feel good or bad about all of this...but i feel accounted for .... i feel good and bad at the same time..... and i thank god... i hope i am able to make a difference whenever he wants me to... i hope i am there .... i hope everytime i find the courage to take action.... thanks.thanks.thanks.

Its about the journey...not about the destination

Why am i here?
Am i here so that i can be a good son... a good brother..a good husband? Is my puspose to receive love... give love ...touch lives.... spread smiles.... am i here only for those who are dear to me?

I think we have been sent not only for the "destinations" that we reach in the course of our lives but for the "journeys" - journeys with other souls - making a difference to their journey - I am here so that i can be the strength for a freind who needs it in his/her time of trouble... i am here so that i can move an injured cat to the side of the road so that it can have a peaceful death.. i am here so that i can be the sounding board for someone who's been hurt by someone else... i am here so that i can help a blind person cross the road...i am here so that i can do something good and be seen doing that by someone so that he/she also does some good... i am here so that if i do something bad .. i repent and learn and someone else learns too.... i am here so that when i make someone laugh... they forget their pain just for that while...i am here so that when i achieve something .. i inspire someone to excel... i am here so that when i fail...someone learns how it could have been done differently.

I am here for all of this.....to make a difference in those journeys.. some which last a few days ..to some which last a few minutes....to a few seconds......

God please give me the strength and the honor of making a difference to those journeys... keep blessing me with chances to ease that pain just a bit.....increase that joy just a bit.....

Thanks for all the journeys... and thanks above all to help me realize its all about the journeys...not about the destination alone.

The Purpose

What is the purpose of living?

I refuse to believe that we are here just to go about doing different things..... working, loving a few , hating a few, talking , laughing ...crying..buying a car.... etc etc .We are on the planet for a long time - interacting costantly with other creations of god - living , non living , human , animals , plants...a continous exchange of energies, feelings, words.... it cant be "just" happening...

We are all here to serve some divine duty.... the challenge is to realize that there are talents/gifts that have been given to us to fulfill those duties... recognize them and work on them ..use them .....develop them further

To make a difference to what we got when we were born ... to leave something more when we finally leave...our contribution, our gift , fulfillment of our destiny..

Each day ... in whatever we do ... we should move closer to what we are destined to do...
Each day which is spent to come closer to that goal...discovering why we are special...what we are meant to do... learning ... growing...is a day well spent.

I hope its my destiny to discover what i am meant to do...my purpose... my duty... and hope i am blessed with enough strength and courage to deliver what i am meant to do..... the purpose of my life

Have a great life togeather

To my two very good friends who got married..

You are made for each other of this i am sure....
Its as certain as each wave coming back to the shore....

The bliss and beauty of a full moon night
The two of you togeather ....its a similar sight

Like the clouds carry the rain
Both of you carry each other through happiness and pain

May the flow of your love heal all the pain
Like the meandering river nourishing its beautiful plains

As days become years and times change
Always be togeather like the peaks of a mountain range

For you two i will always be there..
To celebrate with you or when there is sorrow to share

God Bless.

It will happen again

You would have heard that sparrows cant fly when it pours heavily
That trees lose their leaves when the wind is roaring
That rivers go dry when the sun beats down heavy on them...

But have you heard of a sparrow which didnt take flight again...
Of a tree which didnt dare the wind
Of a river which didnt meet the sea

I will love again

Of Sharing

Like a flower which shares its fragrance with the bee....
Like a cloud which shares is life with the earth below....
Like a peacock sharing its joy with the first shower....
Like sunshine sharing its warmth with the wet dew filled grass...
My heart too shall share with someone.... its reason to beat