Where Is The Friend’s Home?

“Where Is The Friend’s Home?”- It’s an Iranian film that depicts a simple account of a hardworking schoolboy’s quest to return his friend’s notebook for avoiding him to be punished by his teacher next day. The boy hunts down the entire village in search of his friend throughout a day. Why I am writing this today is because it took me back to my school days. I realized while watching this movie that I forgot to cherish the memories that made my childhood a bit thrilling and adventurous. This part of my childhood kept me walking most of the time.

When I was just a schoolboy, my friend and me were fond of wondering in the neighboring areas of our homes and school. Be it vacations or exams we always continued finding new ways for different play destinations- gardens, play grounds, play stations, game zones, and off course, a friend’s home. It was an adventurous task we used to do regularly- visiting any friend’s home (obviously, at distant place!) without telling him in advance that we would be coming to meet him. That was the core part of that stupid activity. Finding us at door step unexpectedly our Friend had to be shocked and overwhelmed.

Now days, we don’t hunt for a friend’s home because either we’ve got full address or they don’t stay in the city we live.  We don’t surprize them by suddenly dropping there suddenly because our message makes buzz before we ring the doorbell. Things have changed drastically, not slowly and gradually. We all did many crazy things like this in our childhood, and have stopped doing after we are out of school. Neither are we expected to do. Children do what they want; and when they are grownups they do what they are expected to do.

We were child, and now responsible people. This doesn’t make us forget the full of happening childhood that taught us by taking every day as a new adventure. We don’t need to be childlike, but what’s more necessary is to cherish that childhood to keep us young at heart, to keep us walking from one destination to another, and to keep us surprizing everyone around us.

Let’s walk! 

Empty Days...Empty Days..

Vacuous time, barren flow and the empty days,

Yesterday, today and yet another day,

Idly passing seamless countless nights and days,

Sliding through the slippery vacant way.

Deadly sound from the dark beating,

Drawing sketches with lessen colours,

Endless seconds with the loud clicking,

Shattered tower and standing pillars.

Snowy the way spread everywhere,

Leading no one towards nowhere,

Across the sea white air smelling,

Discovering the golden bay rarely reaching.

                        Dated 7 February, 2007; recalled 12 June, 2011

When you pen a letter, put life in it!

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When you pen a letter, put life in it!

 

I just came across an article convincing me that we are losing a great pleasure of our life due to over use of technology.  Yes, I am talking about our letter writing skill that we’re unable to practice now days. Really, writing letters makes direct and instant contact with the reader’s mind with you.  Although, you will get thousands of printed greetings, e-mails (that are forwarded from your friends) and SMS’, but you can’t make the receiver delighted as you expect.

On the other hand, when you pen a letter you put your feelings in simple and clear words. These letters show how deep attachment you have with a particular person and the receiver can also experience your involvement in writing. The most effective part of written letters is that the reader can imagine you actually sitting on chair, bed or at your favorite secret place and writing the letter with completely sunken in his/her thoughts. That makes the reader overwhelmed by your thoughts, and that reader immediately sends a warm reply to your letter. What else you want as an appreciation for your writing?

Before some years I thought that I couldn’t practice letter writing for communication. Today, I wonder that I had written bundle of letters while graduating. I wrote number of letters in English and Marathi as well. Isn’t it amazing? ;)  It was a high period when I used to play with words in prose and poetry. Many of my friends still don’t believe this fact, and some friends believe that I’m secretive in this matter. Pages after pages were penned, read, memorized and burned and torn up to pieces. It doesn’t matter what you do with the pieces of paper once you succeed in conveying your message to the Destination. The words and sentences in your letter vaporise into the air and become the part of somebody’s memory, and you remember how you enjoyed writing those letters every time you miss that experience.

So remember, whenever you write, write with life..! At least I’ll follow it. 

A Ray Of Hope

You can Feel.....
               What you have ever experienced.
You can Discover...
                What you  have ever found.
You can Achieve...
                What you have ever Dreamed.
You will reach...
                 Where no one ever Reached.

If only.....you hold...

          A Ray of HOPE..!!

Things have have been changing since the time I realized the existence of time. TIME, a never ending, running, continuous invisible almighty of our Universe. Even the Creator would not have thought about its eternal and unbeatable existence. Its so strong to ignore and succeed in this world that it has perished the great legends, Gods and Histories under its pillow. 

I am not proving the greatness of Time, and I need not.  Its clear and agreed by all the great philosophers, scientists, priests, sadhus and thinkers. The son of Adam is bound to lead his life following the Time. 

Great representatives of the human race from Greece, India and Western world have witnessed the supremacy of the life flow that never stops. I too have experienced this eternal truth of change throughout the years I have spent in consciousness. This consciousness comes when the first time we understand the difference between old and new; a child and a young. The quartz movement always suggest us that this time will never be the same or it won't come again. It is changing without a single slight break.!! Isn't it amazing?

Now, people feel sad for the wrong happenings and bad experiences that occur in their lives. A person knows what the other person in front of him is suffering (disease, depression or death) will come into his life someday. Its clear truth, as everybody accept this. The problem arises when the start feeling surprised by the incidents that happen suddenly, even when they have realized the power of the Almighty, whatever or whoever it may be. Why don't we go with straight and clear attitude to all types of experiences?

Here is a simple way of thinking positively. We consider our life begun by the time we stepped out of the mother's internal world. I suggest, consider your life begins when you first realize your existence to this world. Who are you? What does matter by your existence? What you have got to do with this world, your family and with you as well? Start thinking for a Beginning irrespective to the time what you have spent.

  

Remember, the moving hand of a clock says: "This time will never be the same." 

You just only have to hold a positive attitude towards future. Go ahead with a long ever lasting Smile on your face.  Like this :) :) :)

A day out of Rush....

Finally, the day had come when i was on the airs with green shadows..From last couple of days i was planning to go somewhere out to catch the final days of thse rainy season. And that wish came into the reality when a sudden tour to Mahabaleshwar was fixed from my office. Yes, i was very excited to go there since i had never been there and wanted to enjoy each chnce i get over there.

The most surprising thing was that the place we visited called "mini kashmir" is worth to call by the name. I felt watching the green scenario as i'm in real kashmir. Literally, all hat can happen to me that i went back to my memories of Shimala tour..Though that was much rich in beauty as the kashmir, but one must go to dwelve over the hills and rivers.

When i returned to pune it was almost the same time when i always leave my office. Despites all the travelling and fatigue i was still feeling fresh and zestful, as i saw the rush in the city in which we everyday forget to love nature. we even try to avoid our friends and colleagues to reach our home as early as possible to throw away all the steres we cary from office..That is so sad of us.

I enjoyed the day and played also..and i enjoyed the rain while going home back at night..that was amazing..and unforgettable to me!!