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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Neetha & Co.

There was a pause to the evil smile but the chirruping continued. She did make me feel that she was friendly enough and that did not put a full stop to the discussion in the room which was about Neetha and her boyfriend, who we assumed was one since they both seemed very close during their entry to the Induction Session. As night sprang upon us and the next early mornings assemble, we retired for the day.

As everyone was getting ready hit their first morning jog, I just then woke up with a lazy smile since it was too cold. Oh Yes, Darjeeling! Tightly packed with a 3 layered dressing including a monkey cap and a pair of gloves I exited towards the road when I couldn’t get a sight of Neetha as she kick started the regime even before me. We did get a chance to meet during our jogging and the warm up sessions which is when the beauty of the mighty hills caught our sight from the rays of the emerging sun. We also saw the Japanese Peace Pagoda, St. Paul’s Secondary School (post Main Hoon Na fame) and headed for a long walk in the streets of Darjeeling. When we were back to the base camp we sent off with a cheer to a group that was headed for a 6-day trek to Sandakphu. We were back in our rooms post breakfast for some rest and then to pack our luggage just for the fact to restrict the burden to essential items and carry on. We were leaving to trek to the same place the very next day!

It was dinner time when Neetha and I met, and relished Thepla with desi mango pickle shared by a friend from Gujarat, Shristi. Neetha was very interested in posing questions to Shristi especially about her marriage to a Kannada guy when we knew of the fact that Neetha was married off when she was 23 and that the assumed boyfriend happened to be her husband 😀

Though I remained a silent spectator to that conversation, it was a shocking surprise on Neetha being married. We all retired to bed as the next day was alarming with the trek in schedule. When we woke up the next day, we witnessed Ruthwik (Neetha’s husband) heading towards our room with a sigh of hot water being available in his room which is when Neetha decided to take a head shower when we went into a serious argument since our instructors had advised us not to.

Everyone busily buried with their routine chores and the packing, I was thinking of Neetha and her character (nothing to judge) but still something to ponder upon. I started looking at her differently from the time she ignored my comments on the shower and when she did what was best to her without much worrying about what people felt or spoke and circumstances threw on her. Yes, she looked and seemed to possess a unique character – simple, yet to her own self with a way of getting things done the way she has planned or wanted them to be. Nothing seemed to bother her happiness.  One another feature that kept me starring at her was that of an early marriage that too by a tech-savvy Bangalorian girl!

Gazing at my friend in a way that’s as neat as possible, I learnt that one can stay happy if they would want to, irrespective of the surroundings and people that paint them through. Stay with me as I answer the questions that struck me hard of my friends…