Tuesday, June 20, 2017

The New Normal


If I say what everyone has been saying or things which people are candid about, then you all might as well login into your regular Facebooks, tune into news channels and may be just simply hit google.com. I want to express what y’all don’t feel like, but sure you agree with me deep down inside or may be are waiting to hear the same from someone somewhere else. It takes one voice out which can make others a little comfortable and feel that they are not alone to feel so. And when I try to be  that one I am called a misfit/ dysfunctional I would rather call this league of people as New Normal's I am  glad that I am and I enjoy being one even more after learning more and more about people around me, the more I like myself.

For one I say you are under no obligation to give your opinion / view on everything. At times, you can just shut up, and trust me it works and am sure you will thank me later. Come hell or high water, Nobody wants a dose of reality. We just want to sound intelligent and intense and we are prefect with our larger than life escapist fare. This makes me an excessive clinomania’c , who sometimes do not want to come across the people I know, the way they think, they act, throw those sad rotten tantrums and still desperately want the world to feel and think that they are perfect life- Its great if you do, good for you.

It took a while for me to understand that I am a misfit, I don’t seem to be happy for most of the reasons the world is for. I don’t live my life pretending to be someone else, at least most of the times I try not to. And I won’t stress on my imperfections like i used to before, I learnt they make me complete. It’s okay to feel sad sometimes and give ourselves the space to experience emotions in their fullness instead of faking happiness. Every time we conform just because a majority thinks it is “ The Right Thing”. We stop ourselves from exploring who WE truly are!! I am done with being something else than who I am. I thought I had enough with the validation processes the world has put in place. As we know a person is still valued by the wealth , things you possess, your education qualifications, credentials  and yadda yadda. I am not sure how many of you remember- there used to be a Bonafide Certificate issued by our school and college back in the times ( in India) to declare our conduct was good, so we can be accepted in the next School/ University  I mean how lame was that shit?! A declaration of you by a third person ( essentially who does not know shit about us) signing  piece of paper to prove or to be accepted elsewhere.

Each one of us has an intrinsic value as an individual on this planet. That value is unconnected to the trappings of wealth, our possessions, talents, or economic contributions to self and to the world. Each of us has inherent worth Period. Ultimately we each have the final word about who we are and the type of life we choose to live—don’t let your final words be packed with self-fulfilling lies. Some say follow your passion, parents told me do something to make a decent or rather respectable living. I don’t know what is my passion till date but I try to find some happiness and joy in what I do before it consumes me more. We all will end up doing something or the other for survival, we end up paying our bills and feeding our kids when we have them. Its okay  not to judge, we don’t really know what’s their journey is all about, do we?  For one. you knew me yesterday, please don't think I am the same person that you are meeting today. I've experienced more of life, I've encountered new depths in those whom I love, I've suffered, I prayed, I cried I fought and I am different.
Life is full of struggles. Some struggles can be fought with the help of others. But some struggles you have to face alone. And to be yourself in this hypocrite society is one such thing.  The well is too deep inside me, will take a while for me to pull out all the other garbage to pick these words and put them together which remotely makes some sense. So I just want to request you - if you find a misfit, a poet , a dreamer or a singer, for the love of the Universe don’t change them, let them be , I am sure they are trying to find some meaning and peace in being so. They don’t need a cure for their wellness. They are nothing but New Normal.




Tuesday, April 11, 2017

Happy Siblings Day?!

Happy Siblings day I just knew it falls on April 11th, until then I am not sure how many of us are not talking, remembering or counting that we have siblings?

I see lot of people posted pictures with their brother/ sisters on twitter, few on Instagram I ain’t on Facebook though where people are trying to share if they are Feeling, irritated, frustrated, inspired or happy or whatever it is that they want to show the world, and the twitter’s 142 characters is more for me to handle in a day. Back to the grind, I mean really?  you need  day to realize that you have a sibling and you need to wish them, remember them today of all 365 days in a year? Who started this shit? Who is Saint Valentine?  Where all this is coming from ?

Mother, Father, Brother, Sister, everyone has a day in this New age world to celebrate, wish, remember or to post a pic on “social media” which mostly is caused by a mental health disorder called Social mediarrhea”. Coz its become more like a pissing competition , we need to show to the world that we are a part of this so called globalization ( world under one umbrella- as they say! ), and we celebrate everything by posting a picture or sharing one? If you need a day to appreciate and realize the value of human relations I wonder if we are living with the support of robots in our daily life, or what?

I don’t think you can just live it up alone, you will need and by far you are driven by all the people around you every single day who mean something to you. We don’t choose our siblings, they are predestined, we choose our friends, and we live with them practically. Of all the things I remember in life, I love my childhood the most. I remember how close I was with my siblings, cousins and other kids in the family. We didn’t have everything, but our parents made sure we had what we need, and they always did . I am sure you would agree with me on this. They made sacrifices they have put down their little happiness’s aside for our sake, and ensured we are happy, siblings always had our back, when I had less marks on my report card and I was afraid to take it to my Dad/ Mom, when I needed that extra 25Rs for that weekend movie or when I was caught with a half pack cigarettes left in my pants hanged at the back of the door in my bedroom. And more importantly I remember we used to add water to the curd to ensure we all had enough to eat rice with. I mean these are the memories  I have and as I see, they are the best portion of my life and they are small and nameless moments I spent smiling with someone who mattered to me and they still do. Now I see in this post Y2K  I need to find  a day to celebrate every relation, and every bond and I totally forgot about friendship day if I know correctly it falls on 1st Sunday of August in every year. And Some morons do celebrate friendship week also 😊

I feel blessed to stay in the company of great friends, who always have my back. I can call them anytime of the day or night and I know they will be there when I need. I try to call my siblings every day almost to check with them on how they are and how good their kids are growing up to be better than us, and Most of all Mother and Father, If you really think you need a day to remember them or to do something for them , then I really feel sorry for you. It’s a circle of life guys, they are growing old,  they may have less time left in some cases ( no offense but let’s get real we never know, do we?) Lets take care of them value their time, respect for what they did to us. Before the so called Regret hits real hard on our face!  Most of us by this time should have realized that they were always right with us,  no matter how much we thought they are against our will or wish to do something when we were in our teens.

At the end note its people. People are the best and the worst thing that will happen to us, Some will help us go further, others will pull us down to their level and help you lose. Most are OK. Many are average. Some will be excellent. A few people will change your life forever, and we need to find them and that’s  our goal. We don’t need a lot of friends or people around us, we need amazing people who for you as much as you do for them unintentionally and unconditionally . I just feel the right things now a days that we should be able to Plan in Decades, Think in years , Work in Months and Live in days. And perhaps after three and half decades- I feel much comfortable in my own skin because the poor thing is also not as tight as it used to be 😊


Love, Laughter and Peace forever!! 

Thursday, February 9, 2017

A Traditionalist

The Traditionalist

I know my life is a  square , its so square that I end up at the same place after making three right turns, and I am a traditionalist, with small dreams, who wants to be a little successful ( may be want things to work for us - which we are working for – my little  bunch of weird group ) , and a lot peaceful. Life was always good, it’s just that we all make it complicated in our own space and leisure Yeah , kinda wanting more than how much we need, doing things which don’t add up to a right cause, or right things at the end.

In this swiftly changing times where we are taught that murder is wrong,  but only if a human is murdered, and we are taught hunting is a sport and serial killers are bad, and may be jail is for punishment but the Zoo’s are fun place for animals? I see they do a lot of “teaching” you, and isn’t it the time you start thinking for yourself?  We are taught and informed by the so called media, social media and shit about who is doing what - bad and less of who intends to be or do good?  The bad travels fast and news changes faster don’t we all need something new, something better, bigger every single day to know and  to talk about?

Trying to be the truest version of myself, sometimes wanting to be alone is the best thing in the world. As a traditional stereotype kinda guy who still wants to dream about the impossible things without the realists bringing me down. Trust me its so damn relaxing to be free of others expectations (setting aside your moral responsibilities towards your, loved ones,  family and society). I don’t want to be liked, accepted or validated anymore. I don’t give a shit. Period. Can I be like this I don’t think so. The traditionalistic mentality again, smile when you don’t want to, like what you don’t , for the sake of others to keep the mundane life going and typically praying the God to put his arm on my shoulder and his hand over my mouth 'coz I know my tongue is firmly in my cheek, to make enough space for foot in my mouth like always?!

Defining you is like restricting you, you are not who you are every single day, you are wiser, smarter, and better. May be the only time one has to be defined is when he/ she becomes a corpse only then there is no room to redefine yourself anymore, unknowingly we all are a work in progress, we update, upgrade, add wrinkles, loose hair, get grey and so on, whether you accept it or not. Just that you express yourself more when you were a kid and start fading that quality as you grow old( growing up is an option though).

Sometimes the distance between my ears questions me if I can find a  GPS to my life’s journey, I truly want to check how far have I come and is my speed in limit?! I might want to adjust my speed and time until I approach my final destination or eventually death? Or I just want to take the nearest next exit, so I can stretch myself, unwind and grab a bite or a cup of coffee to be refreshed along with few others who matter -  Y’all have a great day ahead while I go back to twitter to check what Trump has tweeted – at least not for finding out or concluding what bad he wants to do, but for some entertainment from this self-centered narcissistic prick- I am a traditionalist remember ?