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 —

This was the 1st pic at 8 AM and no, that is not alcohol 😀

 

Smiles at Lulu Mall 😀

One of the reasons to go to Kerala was to hold this kiddo ❤

Enter a caption

Canada cake for future Canada citizens 😀

Enter a caption

#family #amma #achan #kp

#kids #family #love

Achan, a great gentleman ❤

Notice the jasmine flowers 😀

KD and others 😀

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 😀 I will be going home next week, so, have fun at your respective homes and let me do dandia 😛 And, remember my YouTube channel, Darshith Badiyani, please do the honors 😀

 

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 the beginning of time. Yes, she’s my sister.

I write this post not because of any 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  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 😛

New B’lore book collection. Want your hands on them? 😛

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 😀 Yeah, you heard it right. We sung this song, so feel free to listen and share your feedback.

Unmovable support

He cheers up
By his reflex jokes
He listens
To your frustrated swearing
He speaks his thoughts
From his experience
He juggles
Among his various works
He’s free 24-7
Just for you
He’s humble
As he knows what it feels
To be on the receiving end
Of harsh words
He wants to spread smiles
He tries his best
He cuts off sleep
To do the things he love
And sometimes
To help others
Who mean something to him
He gives priority to others
And tries to play
A second fiddler
He knows the excitement
He knows the joy
He knows the freedom
Of letting others feel free
He’s a friend
To you
But do you feel the same for him?
Sometimes he is a stranger
Sometimes an old friend
Sometimes our family
But most of the times
Staring right back at you
In the mirror

This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggersby BlogAdda.

P.S.: Today’s pick is Mast hua barbad hua of Asrar 🙂

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 🙂

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.

Soar high..

These clothes don’t cover me

My secrets does

My feelings of my life does

I have to protect those from being exposed

I can’t share those with you

Because if I do

Then you will know everything about me

And once you do

I will be naked in front of you

My soul will be naked

And then you will see me

Both at my strength and my weakness

And then you will have no other way

But to support me while I am weak

And to guide me in proper direction when strong

You gotta offer me your lap to cry in weakness

And give me space to rise when strong

Inspire me Help me stand after falling

Given the world to soar and letting me fly high

But what I can guarantee you is

No matter how high or How far I go

I will not forget you or lose my way

You will be the only one in my mind always

And I will return to you Just you

To make us complete

And to help you soar and rise

Just like you helped me!!

Counter clockwise moment..

I am trying to sleep staring at the ceiling of my room

Concentrating on the blades of the fan

How they are moving counter clockwise

And their peculiar movement brought back

All the hidden and long forgotten memories

It is as if I am looking on a projector

The blades of the fan not being any hindrance

I can see us talking on the couch

Laughing and teasing at the beginning

Being friends and exchanging numbers

Then talking to each other late nights

Trying to make the other smile when gloomy

Trying to make the other special

All those times of intermingled fingers

Of closeness and of intimate moments

All right there in front with the best smile

On her face and the feeling of completeness

On mine and the air filled with love and care

There were moments of tangos and dancing

And laughs and me on my knees

And she covering her face with her palm

There were moments of quarrels also

With her facing the other side

And me holding dairy milk but with vain

There were times of support also

When my Grandpa expired and she was there for me

Holding me right and trying her best to make me feel better

There were times of anger with no one letting go of ego

And not talking for weeks but just 1 sorry

1 smile was enough to make things straight

There were hugs and touches and locked lips and trust

It was US there and then a drop of tear

Rolled down from the corner of my right eye

It was like reality punched me at my gut

And all I could do was turn my side

Rub my face on the pillow

Hoping that she is happy and not going through the same phase

And not looking at the fan helped me

Avoid the past and gradually I was

Inside the blanket of sleep!!

That Go-to place..

Where will I find solace in this huge world

Where will I find wisdom

Where will I find respect for what I am

Where will I find hope to keep on moving

Where will I find solutions for all my problems

Where will I find the music I like

Where will I find freedom to speak my mind

Where will I find courage to follow my dreams

Where will I find that true happiness

Where will I find that pat on shoulder for giving it a try

Where will I find that brotherly hug after failure

Where will I find support to stand up after falling

Where will I find that hint of smile when my world’s falling apart

Where will I find a King’s hospitality

Where will I find comfort during loneliness

Where will i find my blessing in disguise

Where will I find my shadow even in darkness

Where will I find those teary eyes for my success

Where will I find my sunny morning after a stormy night

Where will I find another discordant tone to my song

Where will I find Robin to my Batman

Where will I find my list of incomplete things being completed

None other than a True friend’s heart!!

It’s all up my sleeve..

If you want happiness

If you want truth

If you want support

If you want love

If you want kisses

If you want hugs

If you want ignorance

If you want risks

If you want regrets

If you want comfort

If you want care

If you want touch

If you want anger

If you want silence

If you want smile

If you want freedom

If you want surprise

If you want anything

If you want something

You just need to ask, it’s all up my sleeve

Just for you!!