Have you felt silk lately

“Have you felt silk lately..??” ad of Cadbury Silk right? Don’t worry I haven’t changed by profession to marketing and won’t bother you with the pros or cons of having a chocolate other than Cadbury. For those who know me, I don’t say anything just like that. So here comes the reason to quote the jingle.

Felling Silk, an awesome feeling right. Right from saris to our shirts silk will always have its place as one of the best in the league. But for me the definition of silk is a bit different.

Silk is a feeling for me, a feeling of pure happiness. Happiness which is not there in having a fat salary at the end of every month, but in spending that 10 rupees on an ice-cream. Happiness which is not there in surviving a hard day of work, but in that short nap on my way back from office. Yes, these things are tiny, but these are the feelings of “Silk”.

Throughout our lives we keep on dreaming and achieving things which we think will make us happy. But we end up running after one milestone after another. We end up being jealous and greedy. Well that’s human nature and Homo sapiens that’s a characteristic that had made a permanent place in our genomes. But what’s the point in achieving milestones in your life if you don’t have a bucket list of things to do? What’s the point in achieving things which will make you an achiever but will make you lonely?

Love others, live like a mad at times, live like a bohemian at times. It’s good to be imperfect at times. Fill your hearts with silk, fill your dreams with silk, feel the silk, and most importantly let people live the silk life with you.

We are perverted Indian male

Yes, I’m an Indian male. Dominated by ego and raised like a king. O yes, I’m cultured too, and what is Indian culture? Guess, yes, you have just hit the jackpot. Indian culture is to worship Devi Durga (Female goddess !!!!) and to talk about girls in a perverted way ( What an Item Boss…).

In India we normally use this line to describe girls “Aurat to pair ki juti hai” (Woman are like shoes), and who teaches us this great great cultural moral, well of course woman only. Why? Coz she had believed it her whole life. We Indian males are so a hypocrite, we will not look for a woman who is independent while we look for a suitable girl to marry. It hurts our ego. We may be ugly, but if some girl rejects our so called perverted love letters we can throw any amount of acid on her face. Coz, we are Indian male community.

Yes, my dear friends of the world this is Indian male. Normally I close my posts with a thought for the reader. But this time I will not. Just let it be in the minds of us Indian males. We are coward, sheepish and perverted.

Try to be the devil and I will give you hell.

It has been long since I last blogged. Well, no excuses; it has been shear negligence on my part. I was too busy with my so called salvation hunting and making the things perfect for me. Well then as I’m back you all must be expecting some heavy GYAN from me which will surely give you an upset stomach. Well, I will not spoil your Sunday brunch. So , no gyan to vigyan… just a simple realization to share.

Well after I have turned 27 last Feb (Still Happily Single…) I have made some so called huge promises to me ( Gosh .. My mom and dad would have been proud of me). An obvious question, what are those promises…. well can give you a long list but since I have gone through a business communication workshop recently I will keep it crisp and concise.

” I promise to myself that I will think less”….well what a promise.!!!.. those who know me will surely agree to it , I NEED TO THINK LESS…

So , here I’m after so many years of immature habits of so called maturity have discovered a new side of me; I can really shut my mind on and off to the bullshit around me.

So now, it’s time to execute the master plan into action while  properly monitoring, controlling and keeping the values intact ( thanks to my job profile..) I will give away only one message to the world…as I have stopped thinking much don’t expect me to understand you irrespective of what you do…. You Try to be the devil and I will give you hell. Yanna , Rascala mind it…

Verses from deep within

Aged in your angel dreams, I long for you every day… May love find it’s place.. or let me cross your way….

Awaken

People do so many things on their b’day.. what I do is this, my true happiness is in crafting words…
Dedicated to me on my B’day…

Awaken from a deep hallucination, I now stand here strong.
Those desires to please your souls are no longer prevailed.
For now I stand for myself, spreading my arms.
You can no longer curtail my feathers for now I fly high.
Those moments of self pain are no more,
For I have learnt to live unconditional happiness.

My dreams

My dreams, scattered through the glass windows,

Paining rays of sun blinding my eyes.

I may stop breathing, but the heart doesn’t stop.

The pulse so revolting, why are the vein so clogged?

I have burned my soul and petrified my being.

Still I live for my dreams, shattered and lumped.

To life with laugh

Life as we know it is always said to be tough, well I say it Laugh. But then do I always smile or there is an underlying sadness which dwells inside me. I’m a human and so is you, yes you the reader. Then why am I smiling always? To it, just answer a question of mine, “Have crying loud made your life anymore easy at any point of time?” Thinking? Well we feel better after crying but we feel awesome after smiling. Don’t you feel those stupid things which have made you cry at one point of life don’t matter anymore? I keep on coming across numerous negative people in due course of my life, who love to be a pessimist and think their lives are not worth living. They think they have gone through enough pain in their lives that they have lost all of their charm. Well to them I simply give a smile.

Losing my parents at a tender age was not easy, nor was the desires which were to be suppressed. But still I have lived and living happily. I believe, if I can dream I can achieve anything, provided that’s only me who have to put on the efforts.

Today I may be an item of envy for so many but there was a day when I had nothing to lose apart from my heart and mind. But with the grace of the souls of my parents I have never given up. From a nobody to a respected employee in India’s best company I have gone through enough ups and downs which could have easily corrupted my mind. But no, I have achieved and so I believe if I can you can.

Life will never be fair, it will always be tough, but aren’t we the greatest species in this universe? Don’t you feel we deserve to be treated in the best way possible by us, well sure we all do. Then why to cry over the pain which have intruded into our lives uninvited and spoiled it. Live life like a lion, not like a sheep, respect yourself for what you are and don’t feel bad for what you are not. Life is tough I agree, but so is the diamond which is the most precious.

The Dream

There will be a day when I will fly,
Into a spotless shinny sky.
For the dreams still unsheltered,
For the glory eternal to be uttered.
There will be a day when my soul will rise,
Into a world strong and wise.
Where emotions will not have a price,
Where love is there to all suffice.

Existence

Flapping over the pages of an old diary,

Some emotions made their way to my existence.

Who am I in this deforming mass of flesh?

What is my root?

A sage in meditation or a sinner in disguise,

A lover to the core or a soul of hatred.

Passing by the flicking moments of shades,

Inquisitive in my passions.

The seed of my existence cease to exist,

Passes slowly as the venom in work.

Reliving those moments of innocence and staging a drama,

Putting a mask on my face for the smile I pursuit.

Here I’m confessing my confusions and hoping for an answer,

Still hunting and searching for the cause of my aura.

Still waiting for the mystery to be slowly unveiled,

For the life in me to be slowly revealed.

Vulnerable

We, the Human beings are the slave of our emotions. So often our emotional existence needs to nest on a different layer of noesis and on that very moment we surrender ourselves to someone else. We may get comfort after that by not confronting the things by ourselves but at the same time we lose our natural defence mechanism.  That’s the spark of big bang towards weakness.

But then, is it wrong to share? Big question and even complicated answer. By nature’s normal evolution judgement we have become social and sharing is the utmost prerequisite towards socialization. But our society structure doesn’t allow us with the liberty to socialize in a single dimension. We are predators by birth and our canine teeth are still in place. Few of us may have good souls but the majority still hunts for blood. And in our sophisticated society the red blood has been replaced by social blood and massacre. There is a great saying which goes something like this, “Don’t share your secrets with others. If you can’t trust yourself with your secrets, don’t expect others to keep those to them.” Ugly but true. Trusting others with his or her emotional weaknesses is the biggest mistake one can make, coz in today’s wifi world people change their colours quite often.

There will be few on the reader side who will debate on what I’m saying will not allow people to love others. Well ask yourselves, do you really love someone to such an extent that you don’t take advantage of his or her emotional vulnerability? I can bet on the answer is NO. And that’s the reason I’m inking this. Accept that we are devil by nature and don’t pretend.

Then what’s the way out? Well it’s easy and that way of life is called enigmatic bohemianism. Create a wall around yourself which will not allow others to hurt you but at the same time will not stop you from loving them. Don’t be an emotional fool, and be strong. Never be vulnerable to others and create a strong shield around yourself. Being with others doesn’t mean that you have to be an open book to them, don’t never ever make such a mistake.