Flow of words

Thing about writing is that you really never know what, where and WHEN. It’s like all other forms of expression. For me drawing and writing are similar, they come when they feel like. Sometimes it takes months and sometimes it comes like my Bills do. Also for me singing and talking are similar, they happen all the time. Though, I wouldn't claim the speaking part to be much of a quality. It’s like random and sometimes a little too much.

I’m new to writing. Not really new, just new to sharing what I write. Thanks to a friend for inspiration.

Sometimes I just get disconnected from the thoughts of what I was writing about. And sometimes I’m just not able to give a flow to my thoughts. Hope to learn the stuff with experience. Then I think about the authors, all the writers around the globe. How crazy should they be to continue with the same thought until it is there in the papers, for like 200-500 pages. It must take a hell lot of concentration and commitment. To write such things, one has to think about them 24 X 7.

So here I am today, appreciating them and expressing my respect and love towards their work. If it was not for their books, we wouldn't have grown as a species.

PS: For me reading to a book is like talking to the author in person. So to all you Authors, it was a pleasure listening to you Sir/Ma'am.

F*CK You.. Dear

The “F” word. It’s not only about a single word. It’s about that language, those slangs, and those words which are so much into our daily lives that we don’t even notice them. If you know me, I am not much of a discriminator or judgmental kind of person. And yet I say that the part of India from where I dwell, is a little too much into Abusive language. It’s as if, people there do not even realize that they are using such a profane language. It’s in their daily chores. Calling a friend, asking for change, calling a taxi, talking to someone on phone all these doesn't really require those words, but they are still using them.

What is so charming in those hurtful words that people are tempted to use them so damn frequently? I could figure out only few reasons:

• ·         Because it is prohibited (morally or parent-ally) and breaking the rules makes it fun.
• ·         Because it makes you look stronger/Dominating in the conversation. (Mostly to intimidate the other human)
• ·         Because you are trying to join that group of college, which only welcomes people of THEIR kind.
• ·         Because you are really mad on someone and he/she has earned it. (As it is mostly in my case)

And then are the people from my place, their reason is:

• ·         Because they are so used to them, that they've forgotten the actual meaning of those words.

Which actually is very funny and offensive sometimes to the people coming from outside. If you've visited India or are an Indian by nationality you are most likely to know that the word BC carries entirely a different meaning in Indian society. Whatever/Whoever is the cause of trouble is termed as BC. E.g. few will definitely say “What BC” after they are finished reading this.

Somewhere it shows that our generation is aggressive and a little insensitive. But on the other hand it also proves that we are adjusting and understanding. We adjust and understand that the words used, actually do not carry the literal meaning. We understand (mostly) that they are being used metaphorically. We know that it is just a form of expression. Just another word. After all, what’s so wrong in these words? 

And for people who replace the words by other ones (e.g. Flip/Fish/Flu). Com'n you.. Everybody here knows that you are no Angel from heaven. Stop pretending it.

PS: Verbal abuse is still way better than killing your enemies. And its more fun too.

Dreams through a new lens

I've never been like normal kids. No Big dreams since childhood. No plans of being a Doctor/Scientist/Designer or for that matter unlike one of my friends, I never even planned on being a ‘Horse’. I guess my plan has always been to keep calm and wait for life to show me the right path. Then a fine man entered in my life. Who changed me into someone totally different from what I was. He gave  me a ground to think, a sky to fly, a different kind of liberty I must say. It’s not like that my parents were strict or I was a very obedient kid. It’s just that He gave me a new perspective  towards life.

I started thinking about what I wanted from life. Of course, I had wasted around 20 years of my life already. Now that I was on the right track and was beginning to plan my to-do list, I found it difficult to decide. And I don’t even claim that I got all of it figured out, but at least I have dreams now. I have a To-Do list now; it’s just that it is not prioritized yet.

I’ll list down a few of them:

(Since there are no priorities, hence we got no pointers.)

• ·         Have to be a Painter (sell one painting of mine)
• ·         Have to go for Europe Tour with a group of crazy friends
• ·         Have to be a journalist (Hopefully a writer)
• ·         Have to do theater once in my life
• ·         Create a successful Advertisement (I mean to give in the idea for it)
• ·         To be a well skilled Graphic Designer
• ·         To drive all sorts of bikes and Tractor
• ·         To own a JEEP and go on crazy drives with my love
• ·         To have kids who can beat me in all aspects (Yes, I want them to be crazier and more intolerable than me).
• ·         Go to Spain and flirt with a fine Spanish man (Love the country)
• ·         To open a restaurant and prepare tea there (Don’t worry you can eat there, I will only prepare tea)
• ·         To have a self-decorated porch/balcony
• ·         To design a unique dress
• ·         To work for a NGO
• ·         To own a Barbie house

And so on and so forth. My list seems like never ending. So let’s just stop it there.

I believe that I will definitely do all these things before I die. 

Do you believe in yours?

What are the craziest dreams you had? Are you too lazy or too unexcited to dream?

Just give it a shot. All it takes is a liberal mind and a couple of hours for your own self.

PS: Loving the life better than ever.