My Life… Easy or Difficult?

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I was thinking about my life today. My life? Thought that it is very easy to explain; but came to know lately that it isn’t that easy to explain. Don’t know how it started! And how, I wonder, will it end? 😉 🙂 I am sure that I am nothing special, might not be special to anyone out there too. Yet, I am special. Special for myself! I am a common person with common thoughts and leading a common life. Yet, I might make some difference for someone out there. Why can’t I? If I can, how?

Probably I inherited the traits like being bold, staying calm and travelling from my dad while qualities like compassion, empathy and integrity from my mom! I love dragging my feet behind my mom telling her whatever things that comes on to my mind, equally loves talking to my dad about movies and legends. So cheesy huh! Books became my life. I enjoy Cricket, badminton and chess as much as solitaire and Mahajong Titans though :-p .

 I walk, I run, I climb, I slide. I cook, I eat, I camp, I sleep. What not I do everything that interests me.. I call my life a love story as am romancing it. Sometimes I turn out to be a cynic and feel that it is a tragedy 😦 Sometimes a little bit of both. However, nothing matters as I will be the only one who will be leading it at the end :-p . Camping and exploring became my passion, spending time in forests and along the mountains soothe my soul. The isolation in the nature, far from people and things man-made is always good for my soul.

Thinking about money usually bores me. Started learning to enjoy simple things and will always have a hard time understanding people who feel otherwise. A trait from my dad perhaps! Even the smallest things like sound of the nature or the rustling leaves arouse my emotion than things like bikes and cars. The smell from the pages of the old books always mesmerizes me; the things which are inseparable from me :).

The caste system, family names and accomplishments were not in consideration for me. While few of my friends for life have never changed and will never change, few others changed and will keep on changing! I don’t accept science in totality. I am a firm believer in God and the power of prayer. Time unfortunately, doesn’t make it easy to stay on course.

I always choose a right path and people say the straight-trees will be the first ones to be fell. Sometimes, I try listening to them and try to follow a different path, not a wrong one though. But I end up failing miserably 😀 But I have no complaints! I always wish I could get what I was looking for, but I too don’t know what it is! Some call me crazy, some stupid while some say am the least complicated one whereas some say am unique. I don’t strive to dominate, try to control the world, for that matter nothing of it :p

The quest is going on 🙂 🙂

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MOM and DAD – The Knot’s Essence!

Marriage is an enriching experience where two families get together, not just the bride and the groom, but everyone, heart of heart and mind in mind, bridging the differences into one integrated family! Integrated families do see separation soon after the occasion since it’s the Hindu tradition of having the bride leave her home and enter her other parents (in-laws) home. My MOM being no exception did carry the heavy heart of leaving her mom alone when luckily her brother pitched in to stay with his mom along with his wife. My DAD received posting in a remote village which was reachable only through the waters and not by road.

MOM and DAD decided to stay apart till the time DAD could get either a permanent posting or in a location where regular life is accessible.  Though it was staying apart for the bride and the groom, the bride, of course my MOM had to stay with her in-laws. There have always been dreadful pictures of life after marriage and how the relationship and understanding levels are way too different between the various law-relationships! MOM being a symbol of compromise dedicated herself to the commitment of adjustment and reciprocation to her “new” but “very own” family!

I for one have always questioned MOM for being a personification of patience and compromise, and her answer always amuses me – “whenever I think of doing or thinking something that’s against the people of the house, my MOM comes to my mind”. Both the praises and the blame game goes to one’s MOM for upbringing the kid in our society, and my MOM was very particular on earning the best name for her MOM. The pair of eyes seems to hold an eternal bond of the twin pair and hence follows suite like that of the MOM-Daughter combo, I feel. The feelings of one will certainly influence the feelings of the other, in both the cases.

As Almighty listens who performs their duties without expecting any results: so did my MOM’s prayers were blessed. DAD got posting in an area that’s accessible to residential living and hence they decided to stay together. The couple kick started a new life, with all hopes, fun, pleasure, pain, understanding, misunderstanding, wishes, fancies, fantasies and the bond grew stronger with the new arrival into the family – THAT’s ME! Yay!

Every relationship gets purified and continues to stay afresh when the element of compromise and forgiveness is mixed together with love and affection. My MOM did tackle the relationships as how it needed to be even when DAD tried to take sides unknowingly (may be knowingly as well since at times its too hard to resist through a priority when it comes to relationships). One’s strength becomes another’s weakness and vice versa.

Let’s stick together with patience to see what’s in store for who in MY STORY called LIFE…

Shweta – The admiration

This girl then went for a change and appeared in a more cute pink and blue colored frock gliding through her knees and the transformation in less than a few minutes from a traditional attire to a more convincing modern one never let me took my eyes off! Though we did not speak much but retired to our beds a little earlier as a preparation for the training sessions from the next day. Yes in Madhya Pradesh!

It was the next day that taught me that Shweta is very modern with a bit of reservations and manners. We were getting ready to attend the induction by Principal, other Faculty Members and Chief Guests. The ice breaking session towards the end of day introduced all of the batch mates to each other, not quite well being the first day, but a foundation well laid. The session went well even when Shweta and I did not get to discuss anything much.

Another surprise as I thought to me was Shweta, I and Ashika dee were in the same section. Shweta and I got along very well as days passed by and we bunked in with the usual routine of classes and physical exercises. It was March 5th 2015 evening when we were teasing other with salutations that we like to respect each other with. My turn to Ashika was with a ‘dee’ (elder sister). Then it was the much awaited combo Shweta and I. The only word that my brain skimmed through in less than a nano-second was that of a “soul-mate”. Yes! I see a million eyes popping. Not in any wrong intentions though. To me, a soul mate need not necessarily be your life partner. A sibling, a friend, a mom, a dad, a boyfriend, a girlfriend, relations might vary but a soul-mate is one in whom you not just find solace in but the root of your emotional journey sprouts. That is what Shweta is for me.

The next day started routing the first few Whatsapp messages between the both of us. Though I used to write down, literally this has been the first time I have exchanged some of my emotions through actual texts. It was made very special since it was for Shweta. The specialty was her character, attributes and emotions as seen by me were described in black and white and I could feel the happiness in her face. There was nothing meant to impress but they were truthful feelings felt and conveyed. Expressions at the right time get you those well-deserved Brownie points, according to me!

Though I was very hesitant in getting close to anyone in my life again beyond that point when I joined the induction owing to politically bad past experiences, I did not think a word of this expression as how it sprang and rooted deeply. Hesitations were torn apart..!

 

TTT – TIRU’S TRAVEL TALES

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I have started this blog, with a plan of writing on contemporary issues and subjects related to my preparation of UPSC. But it took a U-turn and recently, I came up with a new series “Three Phenomenal Women of My Life”, in which am sharing my journey with those three beautiful women who has helped and helping me in becoming a good human being. Now, my mind has turned out to another passion of mine. It’s TRAVEL.

And here is my new series. “TIRU’S TRAVEL TALES”. The title itself indicates what this series is going to be. Yeah, it’s going to be about my travel experiences. Some of my fondest memories are from these travel tales. I think, I have inherited this trait of travelling from my dad, who always loves to travel to one place or the other. Though I have not traveled extensively, I explored quite good places in India so far.

Eventually I became an outdoor enthusiast who loves adventure. I often travel alone, sometimes with friends and at times with family. I travel to the remotest destinations as well as the cosmopolitans. I wander through the jungles, sail on the seas. I search for the lost spiritual world in these modern times while exploring the most modern places. It’s not always easy to experience what all these places have to offer, yet I go to them just to enjoy the beauty of the places and experience their colorful stories.

Often travelling gives me a chance to understand many things about the people, their culture, and their food habits. It gives me a chance to interact with more people, change my perspective towards something which I was unaware till then, it breaks down few barriers which I carry with me. Above all, personally I feel that travel makes me feel more confident, it gives me more courage, it teaches me how to deal with the challenges that comes in my way, keeps me focused, and it teaches how to be comfortable when am out of my comfort zone. All in all, I believe that travelling makes me a better person.

Though am not a professional writer, like a little kid so excited to share her experiences,  I hope I can bring an account of some of the most beautiful places on this earth. Come, join me in this beautiful journey of mine and enjoy!