Why don’t you just get lost?

You went to coed, hanged out with friends,

With both guys and gals; so, why gossip about them,

Why can’t they be, just good friends?

I am tired of you morons, Why don’t you just get lost?

You talk of being modern out in the world,

And follow all superstitions at home.

You preach equality but practice pulling others down,

I am tired of you hypocrites, Why don’t you just get lost?

You proudly claim to have liberal views and values,

But, are conservative to the core.

Inside the four walls, your views are a big sore,

Double standards are your specialty,

Especially when it comes to gals.

I am tired of you idiots, Why don’t you just get lost?

You are allowed to make mistakes, for you are a human,

Your feelings should be respected,

And others should not even have self respect.

You go about hurting others without any thoughts,

I am tired of you monsters, Why don’t you just get lost?

Sleep for Success

Success comes to those who dream big. But to dream you have to sleep hence Success comes to those who sleep. This is my justification for loving my sleep time or Beauty sleep. You all have the right to disagree but it would be good for your health if you are in my team (Do not take it as a threat).

There are two aspects to my opinion: a. the medical/Health (for those boring people who are not swayed by emotions or feelings): 8-9 hours of sleep is the requirement of the body and is considered to be healthy. It allows the body and mind to relax and recuperate from stress of the day and also to be ready to face another. The absence of the same leads to fatigue and lack of stamina which ultimately reduces your conviction and quality of work. The result of the same is that the degree of success comes down. This is pretty simple to understand, right?

Now, my reason, b. One has to be driven, and dreams are the ambitions that drive us . So dream big. But dreams come only in a combo package with sleep. So sleep, do not let go of your sleep or reduce the time of your sleep. Coz if you sleep less, you dream less. And, if you won’t dream about your goal, it would not ignite the passion within to strive for it. Sleep gives our mind to a chance to think whatever it wants without the boundaries or the fear of failure hence sleep is the main driver behind all big schemes. Look at a Baby while sleeping, s/he looks so peaceful and happy. Sleep takes you into a fantasy world that is exciting, great, peaceful and loving all in one. Enjoy sleeping because only then you can enjoy the coming day.

Now, because I have understood the value as well as the significance of sleep, I never allow anything to stand between me and sleep. It takes me to another world, to be whatever I want to be, to do whatever I want to do and to enjoy or to analyse what I want. The dreams direct my plans and actions and therefore are very essential. So, even My Sleep is a Step towards Success and not a Sign of Laziness. The sad part is that a lot of people do not understand and I have to suffer for their lack of knowledge. Tell me how many times, Should I explain that I love sleeping because I love dreaming and then achieving my goals. Now enough is enough, this post is my last attempt for the same.

In my expert opinion, Sleep for Success coz If you can dream it, you can achieve It.

Rachita….Thy name is Moods

Starting this post with little honesty, I am in love…with myself. That’s the reason I started this blog, and therefore a lot of posts here in are about ME. I think and believe that I can talk and write about myself as much as I want.

I have a wonderful quality that people rarely appreciate …Mood Swings. Ask anyone who knows me they would easily vouch for the same. I am Moody and love being one. I am a different person at different phases of the same month, a typical cancerian you see. Mood swings frequency set at twice a day and twice a month as per the details on any zodiac site. But believe me I am not that easy to predict. Sometimes Happy, sometimes sad, sometimes goody and sometimes bad, sometimes lost otherwise all set but one thing is constant that no matter what mood I am in …I am always CRAZY. Sometimes even I don’t understand them and hence have no expectations from others about it.

There may be a logical reason for the mood swings like : meeting someone I do not like, something around I do not appreciate, somebody lied to me, being forced to do something I don’t enjoy OR more likely the reason would be illogical and unexplainable. That’s the why sometimes I wonder “ Shayad main iss duniya ki nai hu”. Happy in my own world, people rarely bother me, so do not increase your importance and think that you affect my Moods, “Mere apne nakhre khatam honge tab na!”

Luckily for me, I have great circles of friends. I use circles in plural as there are a lot of sets with only one common factor that is me and all of them are not related: school, locality, graduation, CIE, MBA, Jobs and so on. Now they understand that moods make me behave differently and accept that (as if I give them any choice). My close friends do not dissect my mood swings but take them as a part of my irresistible personality. Do not try to put me into any category I may be introvert, extrovert, snobbish, Bubbly(which is my latest nick name), quiet , shy to different people at the same time and even at same occasion. Believe me just do not accept this as challenge and start trying understand me, a little mystery is always great in life. When you think now ”I have understood Rachita” …I would definitely surprise you again.

 

In my words “ My friends know and love me with my moods and who cares what the rest of the World thinks about me”.

(Bas now mood change do not feel like writing more).

Yes, I am Superstitious!

I believe in certain superstitions, only as per my convenience. A few I really believe in and other I do just to keep the elders at home happy (as long as they don’t affect me adversely) . I see most of the people around me doing the same but ask them and they would completely deny believing in them. Do we really need to deny it to prove to the world that we are modern. So many of us just walk slower when we see a cat crossing our path, and wish “Oh God, please send someone to cross it before me” if it happens we are happy and if it doesn’t we say to ourselves “I do not believe in this stupidity”. This is so common but ask anyone about it and they would say “We do not believe it”.

There are some rules/superstitions we just follow & do not question: Why not eat Non veg on Tuesday (Hanuman ji gada marenge kya) ; Why not buy iron things on Saturdays; Why not wash clothes on Thursday; Why no shubh kaam during shradhh, the list is long. They all are a part of our lives and we do not question them because it is not needed. As long as they are easy to follow and do not hurt anyone it is ok with us. I think all religions and sects have their own list of such practices. I do not know why but I think if we come to know logic and reason behind everything in life, a lot many things including life itself would lose a great chunk of beauty which is hidden in its' mysteries.

I follow some of them as much as I can. Why to be ashamed of accepting the same. At the same time I have a deep dislike for those hypocrites, who believe them but don’t accept. Such weirdos always publicly speak against following superstitions, the loudest in a discussion. Catch them at home , you would see them doing all that they profess to hate. In reality we all are opportunists and do what suits us on the occasion. Though at the same time we do not want to break traditions for the fear of invoking God’s displeasure or may be following them just makes us a little secure.

You don’t believe me , then explain the following logically  – Why tie the red thread during pooja and havans? Why putting kala tikka to counter a bad eye? Why taking your new cars to the temple and putting something related to God in it? So many whys and only one answer that they all make you feel safe - that by doing them you acknowledge that someone up there will take care. Almost all superstitions (And I am not talking about social evils here) have a logic behind them. Would discuss them in later posts. But, at the moment enjoy being superstitious as I do. It makes me feel safe without harming anyone around.

Be honest accept these little quirks and you would feel lighter. Touche'wood !

I love Railway Platforms

Some memories are for lifetime. This is my experience at one of the platforms.

The setting of the scene:

Characters: A group of 16 members, 4 men and their wives with 8 kids(Refer to first Blog for details).

Place: Bangalore Railway station

Date/Time: December End / Early morning

Background: Tired members, after more than 40 hours of train journey and sleep deprived coz everybody had a great time. The TC, irritated with complaints of disturbances about us on both nights in the train.

Scene:

After getting down at Bangalore, we all were very happy as that was the longest train journey we all had taken together. The train journey was wonderful with playing games, reading comics, singing songs and telling jokes. But, everybody was looking forward to a long bath and lying on the bed that would not move. Busy looking around with excitement suddenly, we saw the elders’ group breaking in two and 2 men going towards the exit, my dad and Preet Uncle (Our Head). We started running towards them but were asked to stay back. Mahinder Uncle and Maharaj ji (the kids’ supporter) informed us that..."they had gone to find a hotel to stay! "…Imagine travelling 2500 kms in such a large group with no advance hotel booking done and that too in the year end.

Now what should we do? First the kid’s party went for a walk and surveyed things as if on inspection, but nicknamed devils’ party such innocent time pass bored us very soon. We came back to where the elders were waiting i.e. the same platform wherein the train was still standing and decided to play. Taking lead were Rajat (the biggest prankster now a happily married guy) and Mudit (The evergreen naughty chap) who found a bag filled with mineral water bags (those hygienic packing in polythene) & decided to play “catch it”. It looked fun so we all joined , the most enjoyable part was when those packets broke showering us and the platform with mineral water.

But those cruel railway officials, no doubt instigated by our train TC, came over. They couldn’t see the kids enjoying, after all what had we done except wasting a few packets (OK maybe more than a few).. But , Did their complaining stop us? No, we started again; coz that bag was still lying unattended at the platform. This went on a few more times till we got bored. By now we had spent about 2 hours at the platform. The cell phones were not common then (1994), so we had no update. The mothers decided to rein us  but we wanted to explore the station and went off leaving them shouting at us to stay close. One more hour passed, and we became the cranky party with no signs of members who had gone for the hotel booking. That platform became our living room and the luggage our sofa. We used it to the fullest; lying, singing, fighting, screaming, with all those around thinking as if we were from Mars, (as if we cared).

Looking back now, we laugh at our antics and the wait. It took uncle and dad 4 hours, to get a hotel which could accommodate all of us, as we wanted 5 rooms, a separate one for the kids. This was just the start and it happened to us every time and the whole group now loves the platforms as they are an integral part of the memories of our trips. And every time we discuss the trips, the platform makes an appearance in the discussion.

Dedicated to the whole group: Rajat, Abhishek, Bhai, Mudit, Aditi(s) and Swati ; though the last two were very young to remember the incident.

What a Restoration!

There laid my Pride in tatters,
Each day increased the shame.
What had they done & Who would pay?
It brought no glory & Where was the fame?

The world was laughing and I was cringing,
No matter how much i tried to ignore,
The escapades of those in power,
Those issues and controversies galore.

Trying to hide, I became an ostrich,
It will get better, if I don't see.
Let me not watch nor read,
I just wanted to scream - It is not ME.

Everybody had a view to express,
Sitting in our offices, we became experts.
We all did our bit, over cups of coffee,
and behaved like typical jerks.

Coz behind the scene, was the real action,
Where ignoring all this, men and women,
Were working hard to prove their nation,
And their positivity became an omen.

While I was busy gossiping and cribbing around,
The labourers and volunteers were working about.
The artists, performers, musicians and players,
Everybody was putting their best efforts.

They showed the World , What India is about,
Watching the spectacle made every Indian proud.
Their efforts, rejoiced the nation,
God Bless India , What a Restoration!

Wah India, Wah!