Wednesday, August 27, 2008

The grass is greener right where I am!

The biggest complain that I have about people is that they keep complaining! (Ironic, I know)

People complain about their relationships, house, work, commute, society, country. It seems like there is nothing they are happy about.

When you get a job after months of searching, you complain that you are either burdened with work, or not given enough responsibility.

When you find a house, you complain about something not functioning properly.

When you find a life partner, you complain that the wedding costs too much.

When you get into the best of colleges, you complain that the faculty can’t teach.

When you have nothing else to complain about, there is always “India and its dismal state”.

I say it with pride – I was once like this. I used to complain about everything gone wrong and question the situation with complete frustration. The grass was always greener on the other side.

So I finally decided that complaining isn’t taking me anywhere (something everyone knows yet few practice). I gave myself work to do in the form of a new business plan for the company. Needless to say, it worked out – my bosses loved it!

So the next time you think that the grass is greener on the other side, get out that fertilizer and start doing things for yourself!

Wednesday, August 20, 2008

Train-talk

I have been traveling by train for a total of 3 months now, day in and day out. Something very prominent, other than the crowd of course, is the number of life stories you can gather from just one train ride. There is a woman on the phone struggling to explain to her colleague where that important file is. There is another girl yelling at her friend for not meeting her and complaining that she got drenched in the rain waiting for them. Two friends reunite and get each other updated on their lives.

Also, if you tend to travel everyday by the same train (with the same people), I believe you can roughly follow with the story.


Call it eavesdropping or just pure attention to detail, but it makes my train journey just that much more exciting.

So now, where do you think our Bollywood writers get their inspiration from?

Tuesday, August 5, 2008

Rickshaw no-show

After a grueling day at work and a strenuous train journey, all I was looking forward to was a relaxing evening with the family. But as I approached the rickshaw stand, it appeared to be a mirage in the desert.

Several rickshaw drivers downright refuse to go to areas less than 2km away.

At the Malad station, when one reveals that he wants to go to Orlem, the rickshaw driver reacts as though he was just asked to go to a red light area or a haunted house.

I have even waited for half an hour with hope, just so that I don’t have to walk the 1.5km home. Of course, it was futile, because that’s exactly what happened.

Rickshaw drivers have also been as nefarious to senior citizens, with bags of luggage, just hoping for some help with lugging the bags.

I seriously end up cursing such drivers, praying that they don’t get any more customers on the way.

Wednesday, March 21, 2007

A mindset

How I wish I could walk through the doors of your mind
Take a look at the destruction I expect to find
A scratch here, a rupture there
All darned with terror and despair

Is there any hope of restitution?
Amongst all the confusion?
Any shovel to clear the mess away...
And brighten up your mind for a clear new day

Perhaps it’s just an illusion
A grand conspiracy...
A plan for people not to see
That deep down inside...you are as content as can be

Monday, December 5, 2005

You grow up, you grow apart

We were the closest group in school
We went everywhere together
We shared all our joys and happiness with each other
We spent all our time talking to each other
We did anything we could to make the others happy
We would definitely sacrifice our happiness for that of others
We knew the depth of our friendship and cherished it
We laughed our assess off when we were together
We cried together when someone had a problem
We missed each other when we were away

But now things will change…
We will soon be scattered all across the globe
We may be doing our own thing
We may not be able to find time in our hectic schedule to keep in touch
We may not talk to each other in months
We may not know what is happening in each others’ lives
We will still cherish the friendship…but it may all be in the past
We may find that missing link when we return home
Slowly, it may become easier to be away from each other