Thursday, October 24, 2013

Imagining Reality - The journey

The rising sun would bring a new tomorrow to Omi, one in which he won't have anything but a hope - a hope of which he had kept the flicker alive since 289 days - yes, he was still counting!
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The morning sun was hiding behind the clouds as if it was trying to conspire against the most powerful - 'time'. Time indeed is so powerful; it is what maketh a man and detroys millions. It was only little more than six years but it was a leap of generations for some one - who else - Om Sharma , the tender Omi of the woods who had  grown to be 20 years of age , the slender arms , the tough chest , broad shoulders but the same innocent eyes. 

The eyes had seen a lot in the last six years - the bantering by the kids in school when he was first admitted, long periods of silence at the school and back to 36, chowrungi lane with eyes fixated on the skies in the bus and then on the road while walking home. He was older than the other kids in his class and often the feeling of being outcasted had tried to hit him straight in the face. However, Omi was special - oh yes definitely. A natural leaner and adept at lot of skills which the Delhi boys could just think of got him a lot of fan following. It was only after few exams that the teachers realized that this kid was special. He rose up the ranks from the last position to first within a matter of few months. 

He secured few double promotions to reach Rahul's class in Xth. Professor Vaidya treated both the kids as equals and wanted them to like each other like brothers. The mother of Professor initially was not happy with Omi being inducted in the house but later both her aging eyes and mind failed to distinguish between the love for each of them. 

However, Rahul wasn't happy with a village kid to share his house with a village kid. Moreover, the growing fondness of the school students and the abundant love at home for both made him to shun his share of love, inorder to distinguish himself from that village kid. Child psychology is very different than adults and often they say, a mother can know with the blink of an eye, what is wrong with her child. 

In the absence of such affection, Rahul grew wary of Omi. Although Rahul secured more marks than Omi in the board, Omi on an upward trajectory topped the school in XIIth. 

And this was the day when both Omi and Rahul were waiting for their results of their college application forms

Rahul hadn't slept the night before while Omi had again the same dream which made him to find himself smiling in the morning as he woke up. Nothing could go wrong when he had that dream - one in which simi would be sitting on the grey stone near the stream and he would be holding her hands in his on the pretext of trying read her palm. He would almost always wake up when he would be trying to look deeper into her bluish eyes, probably deciphering the love he had somewhere lost 2600 days back.

Love as someone rightly said is timeless ...

On Parenthood - Not exactly !!!

I am generally very stoic in nature but there is something about parenthood which actually touches you deep within. I don't know if it is the fact the you have contributed to bring up something miraculous in this world, more wonderful than any man made wonders of the world. On a macro perspective, there is nothing great that is achieved but at a micro level, it seems numerous lives have been changed. It is this cycle of life which keeps mankind sustaining through numerous odds, enormous challenges and still make life possible even after once it has been made possible once by some one above.

And what do I tell you of the meticulous details in which that some one above plans things. The minutest of things needs to happen in an extremely connected fashion with six sigma accuracy. Sometimes I wonder how come I was indifferent to the presence of an architect and how much I disbelieved in his planning. I am beginning to realize a cliche - there are no coincidences, everything is planned. To realize the full potential of the plan for us and to be really happy, we need to believe... We need to believe that we are not alone and there is something designed and destined for us. It's just that we are sometimes blindfolded to the most obvious realities.

So what's the secret of being successful - there is no secret, you just need to try being. What's the secret of being happy , again none - you need to give yourself a chance and believe that the plan for your happiness, your success and whatever you wish for is already somewhere there - you just need to unfold the knot with your trial and belief.

So today, if you feel you are sad - just give yourself a chance to be happy, may be help someone, share a laughter or just close your eyes and remember someone you want to - that one try may bring u happiness and keep the journey alive. Most often than not the journeys we take in our lives do have a very special significance which we understand once we reach the other end of the hike. Keep the flicker of trial alive ....don't let it go, coz that's what life is - an eternal ray of hope.


The Broken Arrow!

Ana could not believe herself.17 years, 3 months and 2 days is what it had taken life to come full circle for her. Still vivid in her memoir...