Not just yet another blogger

No! She was not just YET ANOTHER BLOGGER. She was my heart and so much close to me. I listen to her talk about her life and share her wisdom with me. She listens to me too ๐Ÿ˜‰

It has been a good roller-coaster ride to know via WordPress and finally, I met her and her family last week. Yes, I met Sri Di. Our lovely Srichandra Mukherjee.

This meeting was an anticipated one which we had talked a lot about. And then when we met, we both couldn’t believe that we were there together.

As discussed over calls numerous times, we ate pizza and sweets and home-made food. We talked a lot and I also met Ruhaani(Sri Di’s daughter) and she’s one of the most talented kids I know. She loves KPop and she dances like a doll. She knows so many English songs and the best thing is she LOVES football and Neymar is her favorite ๐Ÿ˜‰ Yeah and she loves to read novels โค

We talked a lot and now I miss her when I am back home. I talked to Sri Di and Ruhaani over the phone but it’s not the same. I know for sure that I will be meeting these beautiful people again ๐Ÿ˜€

Don’t know how to express the great feeling of meeting such awesome people. I will share some pics and until next time.

Before it began
Before it began
book + the marker
The bookmark + The book ๐Ÿ˜‰
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The object + the shadow
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Wow! What a grand food fest ๐Ÿ˜‰
drawings
Ruhaani’s drawings
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Lollipop & HER
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A great time with many more to come โค

Smiles here & smiles there to y’all ๐Ÿ˜‰

P.S.: I have met 19 known bloggers already and I love meeting new people. When asked what drives me in life, I can say making others smile but to make myself smile and live is to travel and meet new and interesting people. Rest other stuff is for survival but this is for living and feeling alive. Today’s song pick is Royals by Lorde.

 

People over places

I think touching lives is better than traveling to new places.

I have always preferred people over places. And my last trip to Kerala was all about people, some known, some unknown, and most close to my heart.

It is difficult to write how can we connect with people so easily without even knowing them since long and such is the bond with many of my blogger friends like Nimitha and KP and Nisha and Sri di.

The bond is so strong that even our families know one another and we have met each other’s parents. That is the next level. Maybe it is all about human frequency and the correct level of kindness and innocence that bond us all.

Irrespective of what it may be, I am thankful for all the respect and support and smiles given to me whenever I meet such people and the heart touching people of Kerala knows all about it.

Here are some of the pics —

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This was the 1st pic at 8 AM and no, that is not alcohol ๐Ÿ˜€

 

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Smiles at Lulu Mall ๐Ÿ˜€
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One of the reasons to go to Kerala was to hold this kiddo โค
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Canada cake for future Canada citizens ๐Ÿ˜€
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#family #amma #achan #kp
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#kids #family #love

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Achan, a great gentleman โค
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Notice the jasmine flowers ๐Ÿ˜€
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KD and others ๐Ÿ˜€
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people can sue me for posting this because I do not know most of them but still, it was fun to attend a wedding

Trust me, trusting people over places or process is the best decision of my life.

P.S.: I love people but then they are the ones who can’t give rest to others so we’re all screwed ๐Ÿ˜€ I will be going home next week, so, have fun at your respective homes and let me do dandia ๐Ÿ˜›ย And, remember my YouTube channel,ย Darshith Badiyani, please do the honorsย ๐Ÿ˜€

 

One of the many mothers who cry

Today was the last of the 25 days I spent at home
Because of my father’s health
And I had to leave 12 hours early to catch my flight
Because I had to collect some hospital documents
And it is tragic that you can’t spend extra time with your mother
We were making thepla together this morning
So that I can eat them at the airport whenever hungry
And the fan of the kitchen was not switched on
I saw a drop of sweat dancing on the tip of my mother’s nose
And I told her to switch on the fan
And then I realized that she had more tears than sweat on her face
And her eyes were all red
And she was trying to hold on to her tears
And I felt like the stupidest son ever
But this is how goodbyes are
And then we all have to part ways
Sooner or later

I wish I could make it better and easier for her and others, but, sadly I cannot.

Click to know the recipe to make theplas.

And a video why all mothers are the best — Leaving Home

And to know why I am awesome, watch and subscribe to my YouTube channel, Darshith Badiyani

P.S.: Copyrights to http://www.shuttershock.com for the featured image. Rest all copyrights are mine ๐Ÿ˜‰ How are you? I never missed writing because I just did not publish but wrote some good ideas down. Will post them. Song recommendation in the next post ๐Ÿ˜€

 

Pillars of my life

“No, I can’t.”, I said.

Dimple said irritatingly, as always, “I am not gonna ask again. Just do as directed.”

“But, you know that I can’t because….” and I was shown THE SILENCE sign by her, i.e., index finger on lips asking me to OBEY as said. I didn’t say a single word more. I knew that if I don’t do as asked, she’ll be mad at me and I didn’t wanted that. She’s been my support since theย beginning of time. Yes, she’s my sister.

I write this post not because of anyย knowledge sharing purpose. This is just a way to show my love for my sisters and the people who have always suppoerted me through thick and thin.

Dimple has always been the one who has believed in me from the start, even before I started believing in myself. Whenever we converse, I say things like above, that “I can’t” or “I do not know how to do this.” and there she comes to my rescue(over and over again), to make me believe, to make me feel confident about the stuff I do and asking me to TRY because failure/success is the result(or the output) and it ain’t in my hands. What I can do best is give my best shot(or in cases, multiple attempts) and that will be the input and there should be no lack of that.

She’s awesome and then there comes another Angel. Her name’s Pooja. She’s younger to me but her thoughts just makes me feel and realize, “How come she’s so matured and can think straight?” I was naive and a fool when I was her age and then comes up with questions and explanations, which I didn’t think and it makes me think. Questions about Life, Love, pain, sacrifice and all I try is to answer as per my ย best knowledge.

Both of them are not book lovers but what I love about them is when I go to a book store/vendor to buy books, they pitch in with all their interest and help me choose good books and also bargain the prices. Wish I could do the same when they go for shopping but that I can’t do ๐Ÿ˜›

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New B’lore book collection. Want your hands on them? ๐Ÿ˜›

P.S.: I love you both a lot and all my other cousin sisters too. You all have been a source of inspiration for me in the ways, which I can’t explain and you won’t understand. Cheers to love. Cheers to life. I am happy to have such great people(family, friends, colleagues) in my life. See you all soon. And, today’s song pick is Drag me down sung by SOUMITRI & DARSHITH ๐Ÿ˜€ Yeah, you heard it right. We sung this song, so feel free to listen and share your feedback.

Life as we know it

“Life is how we see it.” Some similar quote may have been said by someone famous & wise, but this is what I have realized lately about life. Few of you may agree to it & most of you may not. I don’t hold grudges against you, just chill ๐Ÿ˜€

Why I reached this conclusion? I have been a part of some devastating life changing incidents lately. Those have let me reach to the above statement.

I have a 6-month married cousin, who is just 1-year elder to me & has been my partner-in-crime since childhood days. He suffered a minor heart stroke 2 weeks back & had to be admitted to a hospital. Doctor said it was all normal & he has to cut out eating fast food & fried food of outside. The best way to live for him without further similar problems is NOT to eat anything spicy outside.

This kept me thinking. At such a tender age(20s’), restrictions have started to grow its root in his life. But then there’s no other way for him.

I had another cousin, yes, I know I wrote HAD because she expired some days back. She was a teenager and this mishap happened because she had some sugar related health issues. That news came as a shock. I couldn’t take her out of my mind. She’s the one who introduced me to this wonderful song, Amnesia(one among the many). She made me love One Direction. She’s left a void, no doubt.

Both the incidents happened within 2 days and they were quite a setback. Life is sensitive. Life is never in our control. We are always under the obligation that life will vanish into thin air and never be found. We, as humans, are helpless creatures.

Why did I mention this here? Because I know we all have trouble, shortcomings, & our own set of problems in life. We have tension of job & family & studies. But we have to make sure that it don’t get into our brain. The troubles should me thought of as a guest visitor in our home & not a permanent resident. If you have the power, don’t open your doors to trouble, but then they find their way inside somehow.

I have problems too. I have job-related tension and other stuff but then after going through the above 2 incidents, I realized, thinking & over thinking won’t help me in any way. The only thing that will help me is THOUGHTFUL ACTION.

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I have to do what I love. I don’t have to invest a single second thinking about the things that drain me from within. If I don’t like someone, l will leave them. If I don’t like my job, I will leave it. If I love someone, I will let them know how much they mean to me. Because, in the end, nothing will count except how I felt myself & how I made others feel. So, feel positive things & try to spread this inner positive feeling to others. We all need it. Sharing is the best way of communication.

P.S.: I want to say, “I am back, bitches!” but I can’t ๐Ÿ˜‰ I will start blogging again soon(gimme some weeks) and today’s song pick is Lush life by Zara Larrson. I will also do the remaining videos of AtoZ challenge but I am occupied as of now so they will be coming in 2-3 months time ๐Ÿ˜‰

Secrets..

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With each step ahead
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Sweat from the brow
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Destination beyond horizon
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Next level of dehydration
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No one to help
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Track me by the sweat trail
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I may not go long
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I may stumble in the next step
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How did I reach here?
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Oh, I am tired to move anymore
The sunburn hurts
The injuries hurt
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Have been dragging my feet
Since last 6 hours
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I have been free
Since the same last 6 hours
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I was held
I was a hostage
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I was kicked, punched
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I was beaten
By a stick, rod, belt
You name it
I was tortured
Several teeth cracked
Limbs broken
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But I didn’t give up
I didn’t tell them the secrets
I sacrificed my life
Life of my family
My mother, wife and son
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But didn’t tell my enemies
Anything valuable
Luckily got hold of a blade
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Killed 2 and in return
Got shot twice
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Running towards the border
But, where is it?
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I know I won’t be able
To meet anyone anymore
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At least I will not die a hostage
Not as a turncloak

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A herd of Eagles hovering
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due image credits

Let there be light and let there be sight..

I was reading a book while traveling in bus.

The bumpy Indian roads(I added Indian because in movies, the roads outside India are super smooth and anyone can slide on those :P) made it difficult for me to read properly. Still I kept reading because the book is almost on the verge of ending.

This phase is very emotional and painful, when the book’s about to end and we feel drained thinking HOW LIFE WILL BE when this book will be complete? It sucks, I know. I know !

Then a thought popped up, it would be so dreadful to be blind. Not to be able to see. Not to be able to read. Not to be able to distinguish. All things will be black. No shapes. No sizes. No colors. No existence.

Only the others senses will have to prompt about the existence of something. I strongly believe that if we lack one sense, then the power of that sense is distributed among the remaining, which heightens the overall power of the remaining senses. You can contradict on this but this is my personal view. And, I just hope it to be true ๐Ÿ™‚

I felt so dreadful thinking about the world being black and nothing visible that I closed the book and sat and OBSERVED things. Saw the things which were always there but I failed to see previously. It was, as if, my inner eye had awakened.

But, the feeling of dread didn’t stay long because then I remembered that I have pledged in written that I will donate my eyes after my demise. Rather, to be correct, I have said this to all my family members, my close friends regarding this because, I can’t donate but they all can try to make my wish fulfilled and not think much about other related things.

I have made my Pledge @ Drushti Daan, an Eyebank in Bhubaneswar, Orissa where we can try and help others unlike us, be like us. We can give others the joy of sight, the joy of laughter, the joy of distinguishing things, the joy of life.

And, my parents and friends have supported me in this also, which is really a big thing. I heartily thank all and would like, if you don’t go and donate, but at least think, THINK once, wouldn’t you want the power of sight if you would had been unable?

It is a big decision, but this decision of yours can decrease the pain and increase the joy of others. And, the most important thing is not only you but also all the people related to you, will be blessed from the core of their hearts.

Try to gather blessings and smiles to your names, rather than some coins and notes made of thin paper. The former will always outweigh the later.

Stay blessed and keep sharing you views.

To view the site of Drushti Daan, click here.

Ignition of Metamorphosis..

Don’t blame the whole group of things.

We do that. I do that. But, we should not.

One failed love and we blame the whole of opposite gender. We stereotype things. C’mon, this ain’t the way it should be.

We all are different individuals and needed to be treated differently and uniquely.

Forget what happened in the past with whomsoever. Forget the pain and hurt.

Dive into the present. Make the present and the related future worthwhile.

Live in happiness with others and not in darkness alone.

We are social beings(Facebook and the other social media donot fall under this, so please leave them be). We need to interact.

I haven’t seen much of life. But, from what I have seen, life ain’t easy. I have seen failures of love. I have seen failure of friendship. I have seen failure of expectations. I have seen people submitting their lives to frustration. I have seen violence. I have seen the hatred for me in the eyes of my family. I have seen the jealousy and the thought of killing me in the eyes of some. I have been there wherever you have been. I have seen what not.

But man, this ain’t all life. When I close my eyes and think about my past 23 years and I can remember only the beautiful things. The smile on her face. My mother and sisters. My cousins. Friends and their teases. Special people who have guided me to be what I am today. My teachers. There are many who have taught me or shown me the bad way of life, so I can learn how NOT to be that and avoid that path. Learning to be grateful for the things that gives us pleasure and happiness and also accept the failures and being happy that we tried and learn from it.

So, hibernation and being alone is good. Just as a caterpillar in a cocoon. But, you gotta come out. Be a butterfly. Go through Metamorphosis. Fly with wings. Make everyone gaze at you in AWE ๐Ÿ™‚

Make new friends or stick to the old ones. Have to forget or accept the bad times and embrace the good times.

Being happy for self is good. Being happy for others and with others, is the best. Try to be the best.

Time is crucial and if someone gives you time and importance, then TRY to consider that importance and make sure that it for the good for the caterpillar and that person may be the one who ignites the process of Metamorphosis.

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The New, better YOU

Reality of Death!!

“Well I am Death, none can excel,
I’ll open the door to heaven or hell.”

Death, the cold feeling of emptiness comes sooner or later and takes what matters the most, Our Soul.

Today I realized that with the death of a single person in a family, the whole family dies.
This feeling of Death makes us so devastated as if all the good memories and achievements of life meant nothing.
We just want 1 extra single year, extra month, extra day, extra hour to set things straight.

Criticism, failure, insecurities are reality-check, but Death is in itself a Reality.
A Reality we want to avoid. A Reality we want to forget about. A Reality we don’t want to exist. A Reality which we don’t want to be real.

I want to tell you all, may this day never come when you have to face this Reality, but I know that I can only say the hollow words, because deep within we both know that it will come and set us free for good.
So, don’t wait for this Reality to come, so that you can cry and shed tears for your dear ones and feel guilty for all the things left undone.
Talk to all your close people, share happiness, spread smiles, make wishes, make effort to complete these wishes, make a better world for all, make someone happy daily, make friends, make family.. These small yet important things matters and are the things which help us face the Reality and move on.

You gotta live. So, why not for those who matters to you, who depends on you.
Accept the Reality, and we can only hope that our dear ones are in a far better place.

Cry as much as you can, no restrictions in it. But, make sure you don’t cry for the same reason twice.
Smile as much as you can, but make sure you smile for every small reason you have.

Live life,
Darshith.