The voice of Time & Happiness

Have you ever seen me? Have you ever touched me? Have you ever heard my voice? Do you ever imagine how do I look? No?  Well, but I exist. Everywhere. The harsh truth is: No one really believes in me. I have seen the very first formation of life as bacteria and algae to stars and galaxies. I remember everything about everyone.  Their past, present and future. The thing is that I can’t speak on my own, unless I really want to. I am bound to the one Superpower, about whom I wouldn’t speak anything.

It has been just a few years for me. Let’s say from the early stone age to modern day world. I have seen people evolve, technology evolve. But they haven’t really evolved from within. They have actually become darker with regards to their thoughts and nature. They are scared of the society. The social class. The society they made themselves. They can have what they want, at times, but they don’t stretch their hands to hold it because of social awareness. They do what they don’t want. And they do nothing for what they actually want. Reasons may be many. It’s true for most of the situations.

Well, that’s just one aspect of life. Now, something about one thing which everyone might agree. Every action has consequences. Every word, spoken or written, has consequences. Even someone’s silence does have massive consequences. No action has consequences, too. Dig a little deep into your minds and take a little leap of faith. For there is nothing wrong with taking an action which could result in something you dream. Something you desire.

Now, let me tell you a little story about ocean tides: Once the tides yelled at me that they are tired of their routine exercises on and off the shores. That was the only time I saw them come to me. They didn’t come after that day. Reason?  I said, “All right. You are asking me for something against your nature.  So you want to stay at the same place like waiting for someone? Right?  Fine. You can take rest. But sooner than later you will not be fine. You will stink. Shout for help. But no one would hear you then. And if that happens, don’t you come to me again.”  Hence, it goes this way, “Time and tide wait for none.”

Can you relate this to human nature? What am I trying to tell? There is always going to be ups and downs in life like tides. That is the very part of everyone’s life. No one is truly happy or truly sad here. If you think a king is happy, you are wrong. There’s a proverb:  “Uneasy lies the head that wears the crown.”

If you think that a poor family is sad, well, not always. Their happiness is when the Mother sees her little children have their meals after a day of work. The Father earns for  the happiness of the kids. So there is little  happiness there, isn’t it? True happiness is something which I have seen elude many, many over the ages.  If you can’t relate to  this, you got to get under the skin of people to truly understand why and how they are what they are. And then you’d find the true meaning of happiness.

Now, wrapping off  this little text for your convenience. The future: Everyone cares and is scared of what future holds for them, right? Well, it’s good to plan for the future. But do not let it ruin your present. For I have seen a lot of time people waste in their lives waiting, waiting and waiting for the “right time”. That makes me wonder when I was wrong?  Right?

P.S.: Isn’t this post classic? I am not trying to praise my work. This was not written by me. This was written by my cousin, the one who wrote THE DARK SIDE OF LOVE & THE COLOUR OF WATER. He is a blessing to me and helps me in my shortcomings. Hope he writes more and shares with all of us. Today’s song pick is Layla of Eric Clapton 🙂

Faith in humanity restored..

I am walking on a crowded street
And see a guy in trench coat
And a cap on his head on the starry night
Why I was being so gazey to Him no idea
May be it was that trench coat in such a weather
Or because He was looking at an old man
Standing near the footpath and waiting
For the traffic to halt so that he can cross the road

The traffic halts just for a few moments
That old man tries but it’s difficult for him
To walk quickly and cross the road
Before the vehicles starts roaring on the roads
And I get worried as I lose sight of that coat guy
Because I was busy looking at the old man
But find that coat guy running and holding the old man
and helping him reach the other end of the street safely

I try to follow that coat guy
So somehow I cross the street in a hurry
And search in the crowd for that shade of yellow coat
And see far ahead a similar looking guy walking away
I run and follow him as my eagerness was exponentially increasing
Why did he help the old man? Why was I following him?
I needed answers to it and He was just 1 hand away from me
And I tap him with my index finger and wait for him to turn

I see a line of blood running down the forehead of that guy
All the questions forgotten and without any words
I hold his elbow and take him to the nearest chemist shop
There the necessary treatment is done and on asking he replied
“I met an accident 2 blocks back and hurt my head but couldn’t find a chemist shop
So wore a cap to stop the blood flow as much as possible
But on the way helped that old man without thinking of myself
Because my Dad passed away in a road accident last Thursday”

1 wallet, 2 wallet guys!!

All the people we know in this world, were strangers to us, all the contacts we have in our phone, were once strangers in the beginning. But, we start talking to them and a bond is formed. Be it your family member, girl-friend, uncle, milkman, newspaper guy.. ALL!!

How would you feel when your long-lost-friend calls you out of blue and you talk as if you just met yesterday?? Indeed, it’s an exceptional feeling.. I feel the same while talking to some of my friends.

But, now tell me, how would you feel talking to a stranger after say 6 months??
Let me tell you what happened with me..

Just 1 hour ago–

Call from an unknown number..

Stranger: Hello, remember me?
Me: No.. Who are you?

Stranger: You helped me 6 months back for ————————————– (yes suspense, keep reading)
Me: Oh yes!! How are you?

Stranger: I am good. How are you?
Me: Yeah I am also great. Is this your new number?

Stranger: Yes my new number. We are organising a feast on new year’s eve. Please you have to join us.
Me: Sorry man, I have some plans of going out of state. I can’t make it.

Stranger: Ok then we can plan something for Christmas..
Me: Ok, I will let you know. Thanks for the invitation. But you still had my contact number??

Stranger: Yes of course. I will always keep your phone number and will keep disturbing you once in a while. You helped me then, how can I forget.
Me: Yes no problem in that. But thank you for remembering me and inviting me.

Hanged Up!!

Now you think, who this Stranger is? For that, let me take you back in the past vault..

Round about 6 months back—

Mother India(this is what I call my mother and has her name saved in my phone :D) had gone to visit her parents in her hometown.
My father, my sisters and I were in home. I reached home from office @ 10pm(project deadline).. Had dinner and went to bed..
The time gap between going to bed and going to sleep is 2-3 hours for me 😀 as in those 2-3 hours I watch series or read novels or blogs or whatever..

Next day was just the same.. Exact same..
But, in the midnight I found a wallet, an unknown wallet on my study table. My sisters and father were asleep.
I had a peek in the wallet and man, it was full of wad of notes. Was I greedy?? Till I know myself, money haven’t had much of an influence in my life YET!!
There were some identity cards also. I looked and found that it belongs to a guy. Sorry, I don’t remember his name, so let’s call him Stranger. I thought I will call Stranger next day in the morning and give him his wallet.
Then, in it, I also found a doctor’s prescription which had some medicine list on it. The list of medicine was billed in the name of a lady. Oh, I was tensed.. I had the contact number of Stranger from his Driver’s license.. Without thinking twice I called the phone number at 1 am past midnight.

Operator service: The number doesn’t exist.. I am confused.
I found another number there in the prescription. Tried that.

Ringing… Ringing… A lady received..

I asked if I can talk to Stranger.. She asked who am I??
I said, I have a wallet with the cards and cash of Stranger with me.. So do you know Stranger? And, she exhaled(as in relief) and gave the phone to Stranger.

Stranger: Hello
Me: Hi Stranger, is your wallet lost?

Stranger: Yes, did you find it? It was my wife who received the call.
Me: Yes it’s with me. So be assured. I am sorry to call so late. But, I saw a receipt of medicine list and thought that it might me important. And also I found cash.

Stranger: I am so relieved that you got the wallet. Thank you for calling. Yes that’s my wallet.
Me: But how do I know that it’s your wallet? You can meet me tomorrow. I will call in the morning with the place & time. Make sure you get a passport pic of both your and your wife and after checking I will hand you your wallet.

Stranger: Yes, we will meet then and there and yes I will get the pics for the confirmation.
Me: Ok great.. Now don’t worry about your wallet and sleep well. you will have all your things safe tomorrow.

Even after the long day at office, I was happy after the call.

Next day–

I met with the guy. He had a stubble with patches of grey on it, aged near about 30. He was the same guy. So simple and true. He had got the passport pic of his wife & himself.
On talking to him, I came to know that they are married since 3 years. They had a baby girl together,but unfortunately, the little girl just survived for 2 weeks and then died in the arms of her father. That is tragedy. And all this had happened just 2 months before. His wife was also in a bit of shock. The medicine list was for some gynic problems and some anti-shock meds. He himself was like a child, smiling and talking like a child, but his eyes were telling all the things and hardness he has gone through.

We each had a bottle of sprite and then after 10 minutes of meeting, we parted ways.. He was very thankful and happy for getting his wallet back. I was also happy for helping the guy but was also sorry to hear his story.

But all this was 6 months ago..

And I couldn’t believe after talking to him today that he still remembers me. It made my day. Indeed, there are good guys in this world.

I was the wallet-guy for him.
He was the wallet-guy for me.

Happiness from a stranger is very satisfying because we get it without any expectations.

Stay blessed,
Darshith.

Maktub- It is written!!

Everytime some unexpected thing happens, I say to myself, Maktub!!

So, does it mean that we should not do our duty and leave things in the hands of Fate?
Does it mean that we stop taking risks and let life roll, as we don’t care?
Does it mean that we don’t show our objections and silently accept things?

The answer is No.
If God wanted all of us to suffer, then there wouldn’t had been Kindness, Humanity, Care, Love around us. We would had been surrounded by Jealousy, Hatred, Anger, Ego.

God wants us to appreciate the Moments of Happiness and pleasure and Joy(this is the reason behind the sadness, failure and suffering given by God) and wants us to share it with our near and dear ones. The duration of Happiness is not in our hands but the amount of Joy and Satisfaction which we feel from the Happiness is in our hands and if we make sure that we enjoy every bit of Happy moments, then we can always lead a wonderful life.

So, back to the questions?
If everything is written, why should I care to change it? And will it change things?

I think, that God is KIND to every living being, so once in life he gives us an option and its already written in our fate, that WHATEVER S/HE WISHES MUST HAPPEN. And, if we had lose hope before that moment arrives, then that’s the biggest mistake of our life. We all get just one life to live and we should keep trying because once in everyone’s life, this MOMENT of OWN WISH comes and that’s when if we make good choice, we are blessed for Life orelse otherwise.

So keep trying and let the lamp of Hope burn till eternity 🙂

Stay Blessed,
Darshith.