Delhi: It’s My Way or the Highway!

October 28, 2011

After numerous discussions, views, allegations and confusions, I decided to begin with the obvious. Delhi is fun to be 'with!'

I am not saying that because I am born and brought up here (yes, that too) but because my many years in Delhi have taught me that the city can be dicey but only when you are not living “with” it. Accept it the way it is and it can be the best city you have ever lived in/been to.

Board a congested metro train, try “Shamsher ki Mashoor Shikanji”, allow yourself the luxury of “Chandni Chowk ke chole bhature” stuff yourself with plum “aaloo gobhi ke paranthe”. No matter how sophisticated it claims to be, most people here barter sanitation for taste and it goes well with the richest of them.

Never question obvious things. Why are men disinclined to leave the seats reserved for women/old? Why do people take jumbo sized yawns with their hands nowhere near to their “pretty” wide mouth? Why they can spend thousands on “Dal Makhni and chapti” in Le Meridian but argue with a poor vegetable seller for Rs. 5/-. Ignore all this and you will be forgiven.

One major factor that makes the city a ‘must explore’ metropolitan is its capability to remain mysterious and a stranger to the majority of people living in it. You will never understand why some people have 4-5 ACs at home and some can’t even get blankets for winters, why one feels lonely here even with 200+ Facebook friends and why people get hyper for nothing! If the nation rues Fiscal deficit, the city is resident to trust deficit.

“Sutta” will remain sutta because fag is a term reserved for the 'Elitists' and it does not sound cooool. Carelessness runs in the family of the car drivers and the “elderly” CM should not be blamed for any mishap.

If the traffic jams and the complicated ways confuse you, ask someone for the way and you will find that his situation is not any better because he himself is searching for a destination. Soothe yourself for the things you cannot get hold of. Give time a chance and be patient.

Stay here for a year or two and you will be amazed with the kind of surprises the city throws at you and the way it watches your reactions. It is a homeland for strangers – living life all by themselves, busy but lonely!

The Formula One roads, metro rail all over the city, the much talked about Common Wealth games, swanky malls and 7 branded shops in 100 mts radius will tell you how far the city has come and how it has hugged comfort and convenience but has very little space to accommodate your inflated sentiments.

If after all the glitters and discos, the city makes you lonely and creates a pigeon-hole in your heart, “faluda kulfi” and “dark chocolate ice-cream” can work wonders. If the search for jobs and family issues write struggle all over dusty faces of people, just remember that dust never settles here!

The First World stays with the Third World in Delhi. The maid from Munirka gets AC's chill in a plush Hauz Khas bungalow and an amateur helper from Okhla manages square meal at NFC’s expensive condominium.

Delhi can be a multi-talented crook or a warm lover, you either get used to it and its ways or you don’t!

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Jagjit Singh - A Tribute

October 10, 2011

They say people die, voice remains forever! Same is the case with the ghazal maestro Late Jagjit Singh. There never was and will be another voice like his! The uniqueness of his voice and the depth of his songs will remain forever in the hearts of his fans. He has touched the hearts of several people with his powerful music, heartfelt renditions and live performances, and fortunately, I was one of those lucky ones who got the opportunity to watch and hear him live.

Known for his rich baritone and intricate “aalaps,” Jagjit’s voice ruled the music industry and that is reason why he was, is and will always remain “the Ghazal King”. His songs like “Hosh Waalon Ko Khabar Kya” and “Yeh Daulat Bhi,”, teleport listeners to a place of musical nirvana. Here are some of the interesting Ghazals of the King that still provide peace and harmony to listeners.

Tere Aane Ki Jab Khabar Mehke - Jagjit Singh

Koi Fariyad - Jagjit Singh

Tamanna Phir Machal Jaye - Jagjit Singh

Aapko DekhKe Dekhta - Jagjit Singh (Live)

Manzil Na De Chirag Na De - Jagjit Singh

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Obsessed with Obsessions!!!

July 27, 2011

Those who know me well will tell you the whole story of my obsession for obsessions. Whether it's about a person, a character, a book, an accessory, the weather or a new idea!!!

I still haven't figured out the real cause of this phenomena but as long as it keeps me in high spirits, who cares!!! It's really strange how something can be so powerful to occupy your senses completely and then leave you as if it doesn't exist. This momentary magic is hard to explain.

This week it's the famous tennis player Nadal. Last week it was Dalai Lama and Tibet. Before it was Michael Jackson's "you are not alone" and way before Manchester United and Ronaldo. And how can I forget my all time obsession for food ;)

I wonder why I only talk, eat, drink, sleep and dream about these obsessions. I remember this year during my exams it was Che Guevara and other leftist ideology. God bless my result because instead of mugging up literature, I was busy thinking about adventures and god bless my friends, who had to bear my Osho, Nirvana, Lama, Emo and The monk who sold his Ferrari phase. The discussions lasted for a week or two, which eventually didn't lead us anywhere....

I remember how we used to discuss the important topics like why can't they ban smoking or drugs for that matter, when they know its harmful. My obsession for color black and that black coffee without sugar and when I called all my friends to search a guitar locket anywhere they can ...just because I want it!!! 

Its strange but fun.... And lately it's about these bizarre ideas to change the world. As they say, "People who are crazy enough to think they can change the world are the ones who actually do." No matter how unrealistic my ideas are to actually materialize but it feels great to remain addicted to my obsessions !!!

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My Favorites by RUMI

June 21, 2011

A Persian poet and a Sufi mystic, Rumi has always been my favorite. A poet whose words give peace to my soul. Here are some verses that I love of Rumi. Hope you like them too!!!

         The breeze at dawn has secrets to tell you
                         Don't go back to sleep
                              You must ask
                      For what you really want
                       Don't go back to sleep
                 People are going back and forth
                          Across the doorsill
                 Where the two worlds touch
                  The door is round and open
                     Don't go back to sleep

       Today I'm out wandering, turning my skull
         into a cup for others to drink wine from.
 In this town somewhere there sits a calm,
                       intelligent person
     who doesn't know what he's about to do!

                                    Be Fair  
 Admit that love has in it all the righteousness
                         that we need.
            Confess that you're willing to forget                     
          and be numb enough to call some low

                          desire a holy name.                         
            Live as evidence that there is a way

                       from wanting to longing.

           When I am with you, we stay up all night.
           When you're not here, I can't go to sleep.
              Praise God for these two insomnias!
                and the difference between them.

                  When it's cold and raining,
                   You are more beautiful.
 And the snow brings me even closer to your lips.
     The inner secret, that which was never born
   you are that freshness, and I am with you now
      I can't explain the goings, or the comings.
              You enter suddenly, and I am
            nowhere again. Inside the majesty.

       Keep walking though there's no place to get to.
                Don't try to see through the distances.
                     That's not for human beings
                     Move within but don't move
                The way that fear makes you move.

         Out beyond ideas of wrong-doing and right-doing,
                 There is a field. I'll meet you there
                When the soul lies down in that grass,
                   the world is too full to talk about.
                   Ideas, language, even the phrase
                         doesn't make any sense.

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What Does Real Beauty Mean to You?

May 19, 2011

From dusky beauty Cleopatra to Maharani Gayatri Devi of Cooch Behar, every generation redefines the meaning of what does real beauty mean, but the gen X has taken it to a whole new level. Our thoughts ask others to throw out the traditional notions of beauty and start over from the scratch, redefining beauty for yourself and for the many generations to come.

Beauty is not measured by the compliments you get from men or how fair your skin color is. You are beautiful when you sleep in the night without your make up on, when you play cricket with the street kids and even when you are really tired after a bad day at work.

You look beautiful when you cry after watching a romantic flick or make silly expression while watching an action movie or when you hug your parents while going to your husband's place.

Beauty is the innocence of an infant when you kiss his cheek,
Beauty is the shades of the sky in the hours of dusk and dawn,
Beauty is the color of green after the rain from the sky,

Beauty is the capability to let go of your ego and pour the best of who you are into someone else,
Beauty is to forgive and forget and start a new life all over again,
Beauty is the glitter of your eyes when someone appreciates your rejected painting,

Beauty is when you move fingers in your hair because you are tensed,
Beauty is in the eye of a hungry boy, who has seen food after two days,
Beauty is the wrinkles on a single mother's hands after all the love and care she has poured to her family.

Real beauty is when you keep everyone on the same level and spread unconditional love to the ones who need it most without evaluating the pros and cons but rather carelessly loving because that's what makes you feel blessed. Beauty is when you look the way you want to be not what others want you to be.

Since childhood I used to think how people will look like if our physical façade replicates the true state of our thoughts. It would be dreadful and might transform our thoughts and everything about the way we live. The whole idea of beauty would be changed and what a disclosure it would be and that is what real beauty means to me!

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Funky T-shirt Quotes

May 11, 2011

  • Beat the 5 o’clock rush – Leave work at noon.
  • Out of my mind… Back in five minutes.
  • Smile, it’s the second best thing you can do with your lips.
  • The trouble with life is there’s no background music
  • Who is General Failure and why is he reading my hard disk?
  • No sense in being pessimistic It wouldn’t work anyway!
  • I can resist everything except temptation.
  • Hand over the chocolate and no one gets hurt.
  • I’m not bossy… I just have better ideas.
  • Life is a sexually transmitted disease.
  • If love is blind, why is lingerie so popular?
  • A dirty mind is a wonderful thing!
  • If you want breakfast in bed, sleep in the kitchen.
  • What happens in this shirt, stays in this shirt.
  • God, if there is any work around me..please remove it!!
  • Dinner Is ready when the smoke alarm goes off
  • It's hard to be nostalgic when you can't remember anything.
  • Next mood swing: 6 minutes.
  • I hate everybody...and you're next.
  • I used to be schizophrenic, but we're OK now.
  • Of course I don't look busy...I did it right the first time.
  • Do NOT start with me. You will NOT win.
  • You have the right to remain silent, so please SHUT UP.
  • All stressed out and no one to choke.
  • Sorry if I looked interested. I'm not.

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