I AM WRITING THIS BECAUSE YOU GAVE ME A CHANCE TO LIVE...... WE MEET PEOPLE FOR A REASON...

Well, it's been quite sometime since I have written anything for myself. I never wanted to share this with anybody at all but, there is a dire need that we all read through this piece of write-up. I would not be writing this had I gotten into that car that day…. He saved me and I dedicate this piece to that unknown friendly neighbor of mine….

There has been a lot of confusions running in my head for a couple of months and I have been fighting against it all by myself. Sometimes, I have had my dear ones bear the brunt of my actions as well.

I left everything behind and decided to meet that person who had created this beautiful piece of garnished shit for me and had left happily; my flight landed at the airport; my co-passenger almost pounced on me to get off. I was really annoyed by the act and fumed at him, he just smiled at me and said; you have no clue – I am going to meet a friend of mine who I had “STOPPED” talking to, for almost a “DECADE” now.

You don't know, how I feel, his voice faded as he walked out with a broad smile wishing everyone a happy day and disappeared, I had no time to listen to his crap and everything I had on my mind was, “GET MY ANSWERS”.

I went to hire a cab and unfortunately, it was a long queue and I again bumped into this friendly neighbor of mine who looked at me with the same smile. Even without a second thought, he said; “Hey, you look upset; but trust me, “EVERYTHING SHALL PASS BY” and you don't know how am I feeling”. I did not want to know his feelings but still, he wouldn't stop at that. He again repeated those lines. I had a great misunderstanding with a friend of mine for a decade now, and today I am here to meet him all the way from Atlanta.

I nodded at him with disinterest, while he continued to narrate his story. He was my friend from college days and I don't know, just because of some ambiguity in communication, we had to turn away from each other and by now, he had caught my attention; because our situations was almost the same. I nodded looking at him and he said, The circumstances then, looked really huge, but today when I look back at it, I feel that I had missed such a wonderful conversation with this buddy of mine for so long, you know; I was so immature then said he, smilingly.

My taxi arrived and by the time I got into it, he just pushed me away and hopped into it thanking me away smiling and said, You will surely remember me, won't you? I also smiled at him and got into another taxi and started off. The roads were pretty clear that day and after 15 minutes of our drive, my car driver braked suddenly. In front of me, stood a huge truck and beneath that lay a car with two people hanging on either sides of the window with a lot of people surrounding them.

I walked out of the car and to my horror, the friendly neighbor who I had spoken to just about 15 mins ago lay dead, his friend standing beside him whining for the departed soul. I almost collapsed looking at the bloody bodies, his head was crushed and the driver's hands were stuck to the tyres of the truck. I almost puked. I called the driver and asked him to drop me back at the airport.

This incidence taught me the most important things in life..

There are good and bad days in life, LIFE IS TO LIVE NOT A BAGGAGE OF SECRETS, we do not need one.

Do not let a few misunderstandings take a toll on your FRIENDSHIP.

Everything here is replaceable – EXCEPT FOR THE LIVES LOST, SOULS DEPARTED….

LIFE IS TOO SHORT FOR ANGER , REVENGE ANALYSIS AND EGO, it is all about FORGIVING AND FORGETTING.

I just decided to leave that place without any answers, I had got an answer, “HE EMBRACED DEATH, which was written for ME” he saved me and with this I understood, LIFE GAVE ME A SECOND CHANCE.

When the Lioness in me roars....

Amidst a lot of ebbs and tides, there lay my Lioness happily lazing and snoring throughout the day..

Every time, she chose to wake up and, there was a deliberate stop and she felt, I still have time...
A lot of days passed by, my strong lioness had chosen to turn into a meek creature, forgetting her true nature, until a day she saw herself in the mirror...
Awe, dear Lioness, is that you in there? You are caged and sulking for freedom, you are forgetting who you are...
Who is I? thought the LIONESS..... A LIONESS IS I said the reflection....
WHO IS I? SCREAMED THE LIONESS... A ROARING LIONESS IS I SAID THE INNER VOICE....
WHO IS I??? ROARED THE LIONESS.... This is "I" said the LIONESS... :):)

Never let the LIONESS in any of you die..specially when people challenge your existence, be yourself, love yourself and never let yourself down at any given situation, situations change; we need to stay still.

A choice, AM I?

Deep inside my heart is a pain which cannot be fathomed by anyone; while I kept asking the Lord, why am just an option in everyone's life.

Born was I with a lot of hope but even then I was an option; the Lord smiled at me and said, you are a fortune to many.

Fortune to many, yes; I am but who is that one who will treasure this fortune until the ultimatum, Lord smiled again and said – Fortune prefers the brave.

Brave people are many, yet the fortune is unguarded; looked I surprisingly at the Lord, he brushed my hair and said – Come to me, I love you! 

The Story of Nicko and Bruni..... "A saga of an everlasting friendship"

One fine day as I woke up jobless, I wanted to escape into a place where none would find me, not even my mother. All I had to do was just leave a note and start off, my idea was to let go a lot of things, people and attachment but least did I know that I would be stuck up with one for a lifetime.

As I looked around for a bus to hop into, I found the one that took me to my most favorite destination of all time. Yeah, Mangalore! I got inside the local bus and started my journey towards this place and exactly in the morning at 6 AM I was in this ever charming city of Mangalore. With absolutely no ideas, I wandered around thinking of what should I be doing next when the conductor screamed, “Kasargod, Kasargod”! Even without thinking twice, I jumped into the bus, sat next to an old man happily smiling away to glory with the thoughts of violent waves from the Beach in Bekal Fort hitting my face.

It was a couple of hours journey from Mangalore to Kasargod, got down and started walking towards the fort. With my blue hat (BAE) on my head trying to challenge the Mr. Hot Sunny was really appreciable. With a bag hung on my back, I started walking upwards to perch on a wall close to the waves. I laid down on the wall dangling my legs and listening to one of the old melodies from Kishore Da's collections when a pair of unknown hands startled me. Even before I got up to see what it was, the creature with two pair of limbs had started running away with my hat in his hands looking back teasingly at me. I am no athlete, yet I wanted to get back my BAE back, I chased the creature and no sooner was I about to lay my hands on him came four more people to scare me away. I was breathless and I realized that it was pointless running anymore.

I stopped and turned around to see the guy standing right behind me with my hat in his hands and demanded for my name, when I said my name it got registered as Bruni and he was Nick. Nicko, is what I started to call him.

Here I stop my writing, the more I write the more I miss you, the less I write, the better I feel and the more you will stay in my heart forever.

Some people walk into your life for a brief period and leave the impressions forever.

Messiah - Are you there?

May everyone call me worthless, I do not care – it is just your words that matter to me the most.

May everyone abandon me and do not acknowledge my presence – I do not worry – but when you do it; a pinch of being an orphan hits my mind and my heart.

I know you are a messiah of my life; a bundle of confusions await me before I am showered with something that I need and not want.

Is God so cold on this child of his that he does take away everything she longs for?

Are you really there? If yes, use your wand of magic and bless me now – with every second of my life to be, “As I wish”, “As I wish”.

Seeking solace in the arms of you, with tears rolling down my cheeks and blessings that lasts forever to unite me with my soul-mate now and forever.

May my soul-mate realize that I am here waiting every second just for him and just for him…..

Book Review - "The Pregnant King" - Devdutt Pattanaik

He wept for his family, his mothers, his brother and for his grand-mother, Shilavati and finally he wept for his father, The Pregnant King".

The book describes so well, the law of nature and as you flip through the pages, you would be able to clearly differentiate the conventional and unconventional way of life. The tale of a king, desperately wanted to be a father for the sake of the throne. Shilavati, A woman with every quality of a King should possess but is denied to be accepted as the "KING"because, she is a lady. A man who wants to sing and live his life but is not allowed to do so, he is the only heir and a King isn't supposed to do so. In short, we all want to be something but end up being something else. Who becomes a Chakravarti or who is eligible to be a real Chakravarti? The whole book turns out to be a mystery and slowly unveils itself to the readers. The queens of Yuvanashva seeking blessings from Ileshwara for kids, shows ego or status does not matter in front of the Supreme power. Somvati and Sumedha gets killed and they seek revenge and call Yuvanashva their father, showing souls do not die. Later, the king renounces everything and even his beloved mother and as she whines like a small kid showing how materialistic life bound her till that day in her royal attire and in front of he gates of the palace on the lap of her daughter-in-law. Karma has answers to everything.The patterns of nature need to be understood and it is as agile as a waterfall and as still as the Mountain. So, there is nothing wrong or right according to nature, it always tries to balance things out.

Sometimes, the content of the book becomes a little monotonous when Yuvanashva gets married and longs for children, the attempts he makes to get children and the way they take a visit to the Ileshwara temple and the rituals they follow to get children. Sometimes, the concepts explained and the linking to people in the past with the king also needs a little improvisation, it gets a little tough to understand at times. However; a great read to understand the concept of he "Law of Nature".

While the cousins fought the war of Kurukshetra, Shilavati was busy making her son a King and the King sulked if he is a mother or father of Mandatta while Jayantha silently watched the dissatisfied souls around him. While Yuvanashva drowned in his own thoughts of knowing if anybody else other than him had enjoyed the pleasure of being a man and a woman.
Everybody born has to undergo their shares of deeds,be it a king or a king-maker. It's all about the game of Yama and Kama, it's all about the deeds and misdeeds, it's all about balancing things. It's ultimately the "LAW OF NATURE"  and the path to Salvation.

So is Yuvanashva a mother or a father?

Book Review - Jaya - Devdutt Pattanaik

The tales of the great epic Mahabharata retold in a form which can be understood be every reader. Being passionate about Bhagavadgeetha and Mahabharata for a very long time now; picking this book certainly made me fall in love with the epic again. Doing justice to every book he writes is the style of this author is what I have known after reading this piece of his work. Every tale has been depicted in a way which allows the reader to draw his own perceptions about every character of Mahabharata.

The illustrations, a blend of Zentangle and Madhubani art forms is another interesting aspect to the book. An effort of introducing the reader to various other versions of Mahabharata has been done along with the drawings of the family lines to get a better understanding of the Kuru and Yadu clan respectively. Helping the reader understand the difference between the emotions and Karma has been written with great ease.

My personal favorite chapter in the whole book is the, “Draupadi admits a secret”. Despite having everything with her, the leading lady of the epic could not be satisfied by even the most powerful Bhima or the most handsome Nakula because of the truth that was hidden deep inside her heart. The concept of questioning her chastity comes into the picture and how the guilt in the sub-conscious mind comes in the form of tears and then gets wiped away. So, in simple terms, chastity and honesty are two different faces of the same coin and the one who stands by Dharma performing the Karma without any expectations at all times is the one who gets closer to the Universe.

Every human-being born will have their treasure of secrets closely hidden in their heart. So did Satyavati, Kunti and Gandhari also had a lot of secrets but why was Draupadi cleansed of that guilt? Why did Kunti lose Karna and Gandhari all her children? This still leaves me perplexed.

Though it is a little difficult to understand it right at the first read, we may have to go back and re-read a few sentences again to understand the depth of the emotion and the character.

Yada yada hi dharmasya glanirbhavati bharata, Abhythanamadharmasya tadatmanam srijamyaham!