Lifestyle, Story

वो भी क्या दिन थे ग़ालिब,
जब हम किसी और के लिऐ जिया करते थे।
खुद की खुशी छोड़, किसी और के ग़म में समाया करते थे।

ना जाने कहा से वो लहर आयी,
हमारी कष्टी को आपसे दूर कर गयी।
किनारे पे बारीश तो मौसम सुहाना बना गयी,
और हमे भीतरी तूफान से लड़ने को मजबूर कर गयी।

आंसू तो हमारे हमेशा ही वफादार थे,
आज मगर आंखों ने जज़्बात बया कर दिए।
आपको भूल के मुस्कुराए ऐसे नज़ारे अब ना रहे,
इन यादों के सहारे जीने के चंद बहाने बस रह गए।

खुद को खुशनसीब समझेंगे जो आप हमे याद किये,
और मुस्कुराएंगे आपके लिए सारे शिक़वे भुलाकर।
धरती पर चाहे फासले कितने ही क्यों ना रहे,
हम तो आपके साथ चलेंगे आसमान बनकर।


So when you find yourself locked onto an unpleasant train of thought, heading for places in your past where screaming is unbearable, remember there’s always madness. 

Madness is the emergency exit. 


The One With Living in Chennai

Here I am on Chennai airport waiting to board the flight to Pune. Thanks to Infosys, I’ve lived for 13 months in Chennai. Never in my life have I ever thought I would be spending so long time in Chennai. Not that I’m complaining, in fact these days were quite exciting. I’ve seen two horrific natural disasters Chennai has ever experienced. 2015 ended with floods and 2016 with cyclone Vardah. From enjoying with 8 roommates in a 3BHK flat to sudden transfer to Pune, Chennai what can be said, was a roller coaster ride! Reactions from relatives when they came to know that I live in Chennai always made me feel badass! It sometimes gave me feeling that not hailing from southern India, if you’ve survived this long in Chennai, you can live anywhere in India. 

Chettipuniyam, Lograj and his pantars, Hari Bhoj, Alekh, Aqualily, Hygrewar, Streak, Water guy Mari, Ashoka, MasterChef Sanjay, Mahabalipuram, Pondicherry,  local train journeys, B2-301, 31st December party and numerous others will flash in mind recalling Chennai days. Not all days were enjoyable, few were the days which I’m glad now that they’ve already passed, but will be remembered always! 

If what made Chennai livable is a question which otherwise would’ve been a hell, an excellent friend circle is the only answer, period. Now that I’m leaving Chennai, I think there will hardly be an “opportunity” again to spend such a long time in this city. And I’m glad that it has given me memories to cherish! 



Silence: All Golden

​Silence. It’s a beautiful and yet powerful tool in conversation. I mean in real conversation, not chats. Silence can sometimes be confusing in chats, but impactful in conversations. It kinda sooths conversation. Saying everything in a flow can make one sound arrogant and it can convert a discussion to an unwanted debate. Say the same thing taking a couple of pauses and it can do wonders! Pause at the right time when trying to prove something, it hits hard straight to the point. When used in jokes for judging the audience’s reaction and then finishing the joke can make it a bit funnier. Even when the situation isn’t that funny, silence makes it less intense. You use it any way, it can work for you. The beauty is that even when there’s nothing to talk about, you can just smile at the other person and enjoy the silence. It can make the other person come back from long lost thoughts to present. 

Let your silence always speak for you, loud and clear! Peace.

Lifestyle, Story

Lesson For A Happier Life

I don’t browse Facebook everyday. But when I do so, I get bored really quick and then obviously I log out. So I came across this wonderful video today. I remember watching similar video for the first time back in some orientation program at IIT Home. I liked it then as I liked it today.

Philosophy professor enters the class. To everyone’s surprise, instead of taking out his laptop, today he had brought an empty jar along with few golf balls. Keeping it on the table he put all these golf balls in the jar. A fine eye-contact with every student and he asks, “Is this jar full?”

“Yes”, answered students in unison.

Smiling, professor took out a fistful of pebbles from his bag and put them in the jar. Pebbles adjusted in voids between the golf balls.

“So, is the jar full now?”, professor asked again.

‘Yes, sir’ was the answer.

The smiling professor this time took out a smaller bag containing sand which he poured in the jar. Sand adjusted itself occupying remaining empty space in the jar. Professor again asked the same question to students.

“Yes, sir”, replied students, this time with more confidence.

Expecting the same answer, professor now took out a pint of beer from his bag which started giggles in the audience. He proved that jar could still be filled with beer as it percolated through the sand.

“Now my dear friends, the jar is full. Imagine the jar as your life. The golf balls are the most important things for you like your family, friends, your health, happiness etc. These should be of the highest priority. Pebbles, some other slightly less important things like your car, job or money. The sand on the other hand, is like all other remaining things, which are of even lesser priority. If you decide to pour sand first in the jar, it’ll occupy the jar and you won’t have space for pebbles and balls. If you spend energy for small stuff, you won’t have time for really important stuff that matters to you the most. Set your priorities because everything else is just sand.”

A curious student raised the hand and asked, “Sir, what does the beer represent?”

“I’m glad you asked that”, said professor smiling and continued,”It means no matter how full your life appears to be, there’s always room for a couple of beers with friends!”






The Age of Violence

‘I know that’, said Ganesh, turning back to look at the sangam of the Ganga and the Sarayu. ‘The rivers fight with each other with the only currency they know: water. We humans fight with the only currency we know in this age: violence.’

‘But how else does one establish one’s standpoint, dada?’ asked Kartik. ‘There are times when reason does not work, and peaceful efforts prove inadequate. Violence is ultimately the last resort. This is the way it has always been. The world will, perhaps, never be any different.’

Ganesh shook his head. ‘It will be, one day. we live in the age of the Kshatriya. That’s why we think that the only currency to bring about change is violence.’

‘Age of the Kshatriya? I’ve never heard of that.’

‘You would have heard of the four yugs, cyclical eras that time traverses repeatedly through a never-ending loop: the Sat yug, Treta yug, Dwapar yug and Kali yug.’


‘Within each of these yugs there are smaller cycles dominated by different castes-professions. There is the age of the Brahmin, of the Kshatriya, of the Vaishya and the Shudra.’

‘Age of the Brahmin, dada? I haven’t heard of that either.’

‘Yes. The main currency of the age of Brahmin was knowledge. And in our age, it is violence. Some philosophers believe that after our epoch will be the age of the Vaishya.’

‘And the people in that age will not use violence to establish their writ?’

‘Violence will never die, Kartik. Neither will knowledge. But they will not be the dominating factors, since it will be an age dominated by the way of the Vaishya, which is profit. They will use money.’

-The Oath of the Vayuputras



Life’s Pursuit

The people’s president, the Missile Man of India, former supreme commander of the Indian armed forces, a passionate teacher, scientist, children’s superhero, youngsters’ inspiration and of course a proud Indian, a man of action Dr. A.P.J. Abdul Kalam passed away last month leaving the world teary-eyed. The mankind has, undoubtedly lost a gem with his demise.

It’s crazy to think that Kalam didn’t even want to be a scientist, he just wanted to fly. Dreaming of becoming a pilot, Kalam studied aeronautical engineering at the Madras Institute of Technology: “What fascinated me the most at MIT was the sight of two decommissioned aircraft displayed there. I felt a strange attraction towards them, and would sit near them long after other students had gone back to the hostel, admiring man’s will to fly free in the sky, like a bird. … The goal was very clear in my mind, I was going to fly aircraft. I was convinced of this.” The rise and rise of A.P.J. Abdul Kalam, his life is a message for everyone. This post is a tribute to the man I admire.

A characteristic feature of the authoritarianism in our society is its insidious ability to addict people…to the endless pursuit of external rewards, wealth, prestige, position, promotion, approval of one’s lifestyle by others, ceremonial honours and status symbols of all kinds.
To successfully pursue these goals, they have to learn elaborate rules of etiquette and familiarize themselves with customs, traditions, protocols and so on.
The youth of today must un-learn this self-defeating way of life.
The culture of working only for material possessions and rewards must be discarded.

Are you aware of your inner signals?
Do you trust them?
Have you taken control over your life into your own hands?
Take this from me, the more decisions you can make avoiding external pressures, which  will constantly try to manipulate you, the better your life will be, the better your society will become.
Life is a difficult game. You can win only by retaining your birthright to be a person.
And to retain this right, you will have to be willing to take the social or external risks involved in ignoring pressures to do things the way others say they should be done.
-Dr. A.P.J. Abdul Kalam

Check out zenpencils cartoon for this quote here