Never give up / Walk away now.

I have seen a ton of motivational posters on never giving up. When I saw most of them, I always unconsciously nodded. They all made sense. One of the posters I saw had two men for comparison. Both were underground and mining. One, gave up digging on a seemingly endless tunnel (to him), just when he had reached the boundary line of what separated him from a whole insane amount of diamonds just a little ahead of him. The other continued digging, and it was just a matter of a few centimeters of further digging that would reveal those diamonds. In big bold letters it was written ‘Never Give Up’. Now when you look at it from this situational angle, yes; you shouldn’t give up. But the ‘never’ word is misleading. There is a distinction to be made if you want to remain sane. Here’s a quote to prove my point “One of the hardest decisions in life is whether to walk away or try harder”. Take a situation where a person is stuck in a dead end marriage. A relationship that isn’t going anywhere and isn’t making anyone happy. Is it ethically right to try harder ? Or is walking away going to be a better option to save each others sanity ? So the one thing I understood after seeing that poster and reading that quote was, life can’t be generalized. And you can almost never say never. Every situation is different. If a guy’s wife is in a coma for 6 months, pulling the plug would be the biggest tragedy if she was 3 months away from waking up.

You shouldn’t give up when its worth trying harder. Its better to let go and walk away when its just not worth any more effort. The fine line is our job to detect, as it can make a world of a difference.


In the pursuit of more strange occurances and happiness.

I got a propeller key chain. What are the chances ? 😀

I’ve got a couple of strange events in my life that I generally write down. (a) – probably because it is totally worth noting, its weird afterall. and (b) – there is always a strange lesson to be learnt. I sit now blogging after a pretty awesome time I had the last couple of hours. Its strange because I barely ever stay up late. I get too drowsy. And plus, I really like the plush cuddly pillows and my blankey and my soft sheets and you get the point. I do not resist sleeping in early, But as it happens, I stayed up late tonight. Awesome company can do that sometimes. Today was one such day. I didn’t expect. When I did, I really did get disappointed. But when I completely didn’t, I had the best time. Unexpected things can give you immense joy. And this is simply because of the simplicity of an unexpected spontaneity of the moment. I learnt today that you just have to let go, chill out, loosen the grip, relax, retrospect, understand, forget, and have a great time !

Going in the pursuit of happiness alone is enough as it will lead you down the right road. Not the surface level kind of happiness, but the real tough; good and well earned happiness. Its an investment – happiness. You have got to do things that give you happiness in depth. That could entail doing things that you might find uncomfortable at first. But as you gradually continue, you will find happiness as you were truly investing in the deeds that bring you deep happiness; and not temporary satiation.  Though it is an investment that takes time, since you don’t really know when you’ll reap the benefits; the joy you get could hit you at any time, any place, from anyone, in any way.

So go about doing whatever you do. Go an extra mile contributing to the cause of happiness, but also while not counting on anyone or anything.

Sleepy now. Goodnight folks.

Counting my blessings again.

This is another post about counting your blessings. Another post because of how incredible your life can get once you start counting.

I spoke to three of my bestestest friends today. 3 different people, different in every way imaginable. They are by themselves a whole variety. All three of them spoke some heavy things, and some wonderful light hearted things. All 3 of them had an incredible impact on me today. And it is the same 3 people who are very brave, have taken their own decisions and have proudly borne their own unique battle scars. Whats brilliant is they are wonderful people rotating on their own respective axises and are continuously contributing to make this world a better place. I’m so incredibly blessed to have these 3 in my life ! They give me hope, when there seems to be none. They make me laugh when I’m damn low. They make me realize and see whats hidden between the lines. Overall they make me a better person.

I enjoyed knowing how much I’ve got.

You just might too.

The desert and all good things.

Listening to Edward Maya’s ‘This is my life’ attempting to draw Louvre. I really love the flow of this song. Its got a very middle eastern feel to it. Reminds me of home. Cannot wait to go back once again, perhaps live there for a few years trying to relive my past, my childhood, my teenage life, my memories while creating new ones. I miss the middle east. I miss the sand. I miss the palm trees. I miss the surprise on all of our faces when it rains. I miss the sand storms, the fog during the shift in seasons. I miss the smell of the creek. I miss the ocean. I miss the salty scent that envelopes the beaches. The lovely winter skies with high flying clouds, their strange and unique patterns. Their incredible colors as the sun sets and the winds blows stronger. I miss the Arabic perfumes lingering behind the Arab women who used to pass me by. I miss the glamor, the grandeur of the malls. The smell of Arabic Oud.The cold temperatures of the malls on insanely hot summer mornings. The sound of the fountains. I miss the food, the Indians – Arab-Western-Indians. Confused Indians who are a fusion. Indians who will never truly relate to so many things common in India once they have been brought up there. We are a clan. Unintended though, no jokes. I have many times come across a middle eastern Indian who is still trying to figure out what he could call himself/herself. It influences you in strange ways. And an Indian from the middle east is very recognizable. No shit. These people stick out like neon colored pigments in a crowd. Atleast to another who grew up there too.

I miss it. Everything. The desert. I never thought I’d miss the desert. But I really, really do. The highways always give a golden view of the huge expanses of the desert stretching out endlessly on both sides of the smooth roads. The dates. I miss Bateel. Gorgeously tasty.

Now all this is just a part of my memories. I can only relive them in my head. Its still fresh. What I really hope is that it remains fresh forever. Because who knows if life will make me go elsewhere instead of going back.

Happy, happy New Year (:


It is the 1st of January of the year 2013. The year 2012, THE year; dreaded towards the end with all the predictions and fellow preppers’ warnings, the rising crime as well as the insensitivity of people reaching new highs; 2012 was a quite a roller coaster and has managed to pass us by. What does say about time ? It passes. The best and worst always pass us by. What remains is our memories of them as well as lessons and nothing else. Perhaps new people gained and lost along the way.

2012 has ended. One year of our lives has left us. I’m still trying to grip reality of 2013 dawning on me. I will have to date each chapter I study henceforth with ’13. I know I will end up writing ’12 for a few more months  before I finally manage to write ’13 without corrections. And before you know it, 2014 will stare us in the eye. But thats’ that. Time and tide wait for none.

So as I still try to digest that its the year 2013, I hope with all my heart that I’m braver this year. I pray that everyone is too. I pray that everyone experiences more happiness than 2012 gave us, more love, more courage, clear decisiveness, and more hope.

Also, on a totally different note, rather a musical one; all you violin enthusiasts do check out Lindsey Stirling’s song titled Celtic Carol. Its marvelous.

We have but a few years at hand to do what ever we want to, to live consequences of all that we did as well. I hope all of us mostly do good, and life affirming things this year so we can reap the benefits later when its time. I wish each one of you reading; a wonderful, happy, exciting and fulfilling new year. Have a great year ahead you guys.

Peace and love as always.


Little things.

Standing under the shade of the vegetable stall we always go to, I convince my mom to buy an extra ‘cut’ of pudina leaves (they looked too damn good). I stand there and watch the vendor (who’s a very nice fellow) remove the 2 cuts of mint from the plastic bag in order to accommodate the bhindi that I begged my mom to buy. Sunlight filters through the gaps in the makeshift roof and falls on the mint leaves. What a beautiful sight it is. The leaves glow with the purest shade of green. The freshest smells linger under that shed. The beans look really nice. There are today’s stock of radishes, carrots and many many leaves (Coriander, curry).  I don’t know what it was about that moment that made time stand still. Still enough for me to note the incredible colors of the fresh produce, the unparalleled smells of purity, the expressions of the vendor who is content with the life he lives, my mom’s chatter on how we seem to be eating only leaves for the past few days, her laugh while the vendor replies saying that at least leaves are healthy and not to complain too much in front of me (that I just might run to the nearest grocery store and end up buying chips instead). I realize how fleeting these little moments are. Before long we leave that little stall which brought so much delight to my senses and beyond; leaving for home. Its in these little things, that a universe of joy and awareness exists. Its in these little things the fear of the moment running out exists. These little things can heal, can make you feel. These little things are what are filled between those big rocks in our lives. And its these little things that I continue to record.