Well you trudge, run, exhale, whisper, enjoy, whimper, love, be loved, hate, repent, salvage, weep, crave, pray for that one thing and basically live through each day of your life. The parody of all the actions, events, learnings that you pick up on your way just seems too huge in hindsight. But whats the catch?
But what would you gauge it all against feeling great about one's conquests, successes, relative happiness( MBA spoils you for life!) , that perk, that babe, your dream car, house, your love of life (or so you thought, cant help be the cynic here)... !!!! Hardly!
The only thing that matters is whether you feel good about the way you travelled your journ, or you repent some steps along the way. The only thing that would matter is your satisfaction that you lived each moment and secondto the full and basically steered your own way. You did not just float along with your self ego, that comfortable feeling or just plain lack of guts..
Most importantly would you risk it all again, when it matters or you would rather fade away..I know that i would risk it all again, put it up at stake for the sake of a few. Well these few are all that matter in life! Some people that you know, trust and sometimes depend with your life. Time and again i have realised this is life. I would rather have my coterie than a huge gathering!
It feels good to know that after 5 Terms here i can say that i have found some people like that. Some radically different, and some so similar that it rattled me at first :)
It was one hell of a hectic term with a thousand things to do and much more. But regrettably i did not do 2 things which i had decided. Guess i never will..
You can't lose when you got nothing to lose!
The friend that WAS.
Today i got to hear that a friend of mine from Engineering passed away. She was one of the liveliest persons around. About a year back she met with a car accident and had gone into comma. After the initial trauma, she started recovering and responded to her name and music. We had assumed that it would take long but she would recover. But the fight ended yesterday...
It feels strange sitting thousand kms away and in the midst of this apparently busy schedule. You feel numb that a person whom you have seen so much for over 4 years is suddenly no more. It is like a bundle of dreams, ambitions and energy has been just nipped in the bud. Maybe things happen beyond for a good reason, just may be. This is the second news of death i have had to hear this Term, may it just end soon...
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"Aaj hi to bas jaage hain;
kyunki kal to sirf ek khwab hai,
Jeena hai zindagi to aaj jee lo;
pyaar karna hai to aaj kar lo,
Aaj zindagi ruki hai tere liye;
Koi aaj ho tumhare raaho main,
Kya pata: Kal Ho Na Ho"
I dream of jeannie
Ohh my Master!! Nearly every kid remembers the proverbial jeannie and her master from the teleseries. Some episodes of the teleseries brought back flooding memories.....
A jeannie of your own would be simply great. How would she be?? Blonde, petite and fair!! Naah... She did be Tall, dusky and not at all anorexic!! Well at least my jeannie would be that.
What would i ask? World peace, Israel-Palestine solution....Not a chance!!! Who would waste a jeannie on that :) Then what could one ask.. well money of course, a home on the edge of a mountain and sea, a car to die for and yeah a world trip with a babe..
But then what would be fun in it! If you get all the money how would you enjoy earning it, if you get your love just like that how would you go through heart breaks, atif aslam songs..and yeah the home would be a good thing considering the real estate prices esp in aamchi mumbai!
On second thoughts no jeannie would not be a good thing! It is not for nothing that we have aspirations, hear breaks, our downs and the effort to gather yourself and start walking again. That is the only thing worth living for!
