Fear or Faith

I read Aditi’s post about devosanal atyachar; I was helped to write this post. Thanks AS :P
We moved to Chennai, away from home, but always proud of the fact that we got a house in a very posh area, Adyar. We were so thankful to the fact that everything was so near by, be it grocery, bakery, malls, etc. Though I am not a very religious person, I was grateful (more grateful were by parents and my in laws that there was a beautiful temple right in front of our house ;P) that due to the temple it always felt safe, there was security for the temple, there was a liveliness around the area. Whenever my parents or Amit’s parents praised our house, to anyone and everyone….the temple was the highlight of it all!! They were in awe of it.
Just a few days ago, it was the temple’s 15th birthday, that’s when we realized we were actually older than the temple :P . Earlier we had a notion that the temple was quite old! Well there was this huge board put up right next to the gate of the temple. It listed the time table of the ten days celebration programmes which would be held right in front of our house! I knew what was coming because as it is the temple celebrated innumerable days, by blocking our path to enter our home, we had to request the police to let us go inside the blocked “Temple Zone” explaining him with all sorts of actions that we lived inside! But this time it was even bigger than anything happened before. The following day I returned from office on my scooty to notice the Temple zone area extended till the end of our street. I somehow managed to enter inside, but to my amazement what I saw was ….there were thousands of people sitting right in front of our building gate. Some were sitting on chairs; others were sitting with a mat on the road. There were policemen patrolling everywhere. There was no way that I could ride my scooty inside my building! I asked the policeman, he instructed me to park it anywhere I could find place outside the Temple Zone! I got really upset. Well but I had no option but to listen to him, I parked my scooty at the nearest spot I could manage to grab and walked towards my building….I saw a plasma screen and a projector put up outside the temple for the people who couldn’t fit in inside the hall…a woman was singing classical songs loudly ….as I reached the main gate….there were people standing near the gate, some were sitting on it, some were taking support of it to stand. I went near them; no one even realized I intended to go inside! I requested in a very stern way (I know it was less of a request : P…but I had returned from office, also I was holding 3 carry bags, in which were vegetables and some grocery, helmet, my Tupperware Tiffin kit and my purse, it was getting heavy to hold minute by minute)
I reached the third floor, exhausted and irritated, unlocked my home…kept the bags on the sofa, drank some cold water, and called Amit to let him know….so that he got prepared for the situation he was going to face…:P What I strongly feel is people are welcome to celebrate anything and everything as long as they are not causing any inconvinience to anyone. Also, I am not against being religious, but going over board over anything is a bit too much……what I most of the times observe is that people visit temples more because of the fear in god than the faith. God is a friend not your boss who will give you promotions and perks if you are good to him…….god is more than all this….he is also inside your home….inside you too….if you wish to see him….you need to peep inside you ….not outside…

Quote

“What most People need to learn in life is how to love people and use things ,instead of using people and loving things.”

I came across this quote....isnt it absolutely true?

Tit bits of the elusive past

I wear my blue salwar kameez and look in the mirror, it‘s gift from my grandfather…though bed ridden wants to gift me something for my new acquired job….he hands over money to me and tells me, buy some nice dress for you. I say no need dada….but he insists…also informs, that if it costs more…he will give the rest happily, its just that he is not aware of the recent rates…I never tell him about it….but I buy a blue salwar kameez…not very expensive but beautiful…I show him, his eyes light up….after a year….he passes away….but that dress I wear with love for him in my heart…..it can never replace anything I buy…

I write…..I cook…I blog….I think of ideas for a business…I dream….i miss aaji…..my maternal granny….she tells me a story of a girl….i am 7 years old and i listen ........a story of a girl who looks pretty….she is smart and witty….she has a business of her own…has a chauffeur driven car……she walks on high heels….with a smart business suit …..talks with an unmatched command yet dignified respect for all in her voice……and then I ask her …who is she?….she opens up with a bright smile and exclaims….she is your future aduli……and I laugh naughtily….I already know it…I have heard the story a million times…..she dreams for me…..so I dream for myself…..I am trying to match up to her dream….though very far….attainable for sure…..I want to do it…not for me….for her….someday I will…..I will…and she will smile from heaven….show me a thumps up….

I am in fruit shop on greams road….sipping my juice…..I think of my dad…..I narrate to amit….my dad used to feed me the juice, do you know how…..he used to suck the juice and let it remain in the straw…then drop in my pouted mouth….isn’t that hard work…..only dads can be so caring…..I call him with moist eyes….he is in mumbai.......even though i feel like...... i cant meet him often.....I tell him I missed him while having my juice…he laughs from the other end…..chuckles and says I remember adu…more strongly than you do darling… he promises me he will visit me soon....

I am alone in my house….my husbands busy…..I am nervous for no reason…just a little sad …cant figure out why...maybe I am missing my aai…I think of aai…..one day I sat like that…a long time ago….she came to me and told me….I am not only your mother sonu….I am your friend too….I did not believe her ……she told me her stories….of her crushes…of her teenage….of her marriage ……of her joys …of her strength…..I now believe her….I tell her my stories…with no fear at all….she embraces me….holds me close…..doesn’t judge me at all…..she is my best friend even now…..I don’t call her….because she will call me…she will know what I am thinking…..telepathy works between us……the phone rings…..

Life and Adjectives

Office was buzzing with voices of my colleagues and vendors who had come for some discussion. There is this guy, a carpet vendor; he is a typical marketing guy. Always remembers everyone’s name, always smiling and always trying to persuade everyone and anyone that his carpets are the best in the business. A very jolly kind of a character, we all start smiling when we see him entering the office. His voice is loud and strong and so we all instantly come to know that he has come!! Today, my colleague was trying to achieve a certain rate with him, this guy as usual was polite yet stubborn, and he was smiling yet witty. My colleague, irritated a little by his attitude, frowned and said, “Don’t use these adjectives, your adjectives are not going to get me convinced!” this guy replied instantly, “Oh…No Sir, adjectives make life interesting! How could I not use them!” and smiled hard again! My colleague finally couldn’t help but smile too!
But his statement made me write this post, it struck me so much! Isn’t it true? Adjectives make our life interesting!! We can make our life happier than it is by adjectives, we can make it lousy than it actually is, by adjectives. We express our feelings with adjectives; we disagree with someone with adjectives. Our blogs are all about adjectivating :P
For eg. If I want to say, “I am bored!” I would rather say, “I am incredibly bored!!” and that would reach out to everyone quickly!
If I want to express happiness, instead of merely saying I am happy, I would say, “I am ecstatically happy!!”
We all do that…..right! Our life has become vibrant and happening only because of these adjectives….lol..
Toh yeh post unn adjectives ke naam!!! :P

Scribbling thoughts....

I don’t have much work in office today, so I am marveling about things which I don’t generally think about, but they are kind of so important ….actually!!! So here are the randomly reminded things I don’t know what I would do without…..
Tomato Ketchup…..I always wonder who must have invented the tomato ketchup, I love it so much…I mean it makes any snack taste better…doesn’t it? Be it Kanda bhaji or a burger. It surely is one item which blends well with Indian and western kind of cuisines!!
Maggi…….Isn’t it a life saver, though I love cooking and all….but I get bored too: P!!!! So cheers to maggi!!
Chai…….Like a blog I came across today, its called Chai aur Gupshup (in Marathi we say….chaha aani gappa tappa)! That made me think….chai is so refreshing, we I mean my family, can have chai at any time of the day or night …..I swear! : P
Remote …….remember…there used to be no remote controls for T.V., A.C. or Video cassette players!! Dunno how we managed to live….i remember….the youngest of the family members was always made to get up and change channels or the volume….and many a times it happened to be me :) So I am thankful we have Remotes now….
Camera…..My god...I cant imagine my life without a camera…I love clicking photographs….and we make memories alive by watching photos of old times….whenever the whole family sits together…there is one programme of watching photographs watched a million times earlier….but yet equally special…..isn’t it?
Mobile Phone……well……6 years before….i didn’t have one….actually I hardly knew about it…but now I cant live without it!!
My Data Card…..well without internet ….imagine…….the world would be such a limited space!
Movies and Music……more than a hundred years ago….a movie was first made……well….now we have so many ….and we all love them! Btw I am actually going for one today, Luck By Chance……hoping it’s a good movie……will write on it if I feel like …..Well…it’s the first time I have let myself scribble aimlessly on my blog……thanks to my fellow bloggers I am learning from them…..:)
I hope I am making sense with this one though…..am I?

Relief Finally...

The blogger I had written about has now deleted all the blogs which were originally mine...so I am relieved, but just wanted to make a point here....we should do something about this, just a couple of months ago my friend Shubha also faced the same problem with her blog, we should all do something about it!!! Its plagiarism thats going on so widely......can anyone suggest me something?

What a copycat!!

Hey People,
I came to a shocking realisation today! My own school mate, my class mate, actually my bench partner at one time had been copying my writing in my blogs!! Word to word, posts to posts, and I was really hurt because what I write is from the bottom of my heart and its about people I love to heights! Someone cant just copy it!
Well all I will say is she used to copy in school, and she copies even now, can you beat that!!
For your reference, I am forwarding all of you the blog she has created, please note that some posts might be her own. But many and I mean many are from my blog!! Also, the dates can be adjusted the way you want them to! I am not angry because someone copied my writing, I am angry because its my life that I have written so lovingly about, and someone just cant snatch it away from me! Here's the link to blog that she has created,http://merinanhipari.blogspot.com/ Those who have been reading my blog, will know what I am talking about. For others, just a piece of information. Just in case you want to refer my blog It is http://readmeout-aditi.blogspot.com/ I dont need to proove anything here, just that I wanted to bring to light her character.
P.S. Arshiya- I have now words for you, next time you do it, I am going to post another article here, so that everyone knows that you are nothing but a cheater.