It's all about Ferrari......moments !!!

I am not writing about Ferrari - the car, for some the penultimate of driving, that lovely piece of machinery that seems to invite you to sit and go for a long drive with or without loved one. Though would love to own and if not possible maybe go for a drive in it. Oh here, I get distracted in the beginning itself but then Ferrari has this affect on many people especially if in brazen red colour.

 

Years ago I was interested in reading the book - "The Monk who sold his Ferrari". So I rushed through the corridors of my school towards the library, where to my utter dismay the librarian refused to issue the book to me. She, very sweetly said, - "First own a Ferrari Rachita, only then you would be able to follow the book." Thus, started my obsession with the car.

 

Slowly, I understood what she meant was not exactly buying the Car, but to first own some materialistic things, the things money can buy, for which you have to shell out notes, things that aren't available for free, things that bring smile on your face, add pride to your stature and make you feel as if you have achieved something in life. Only then one can know what giving them up would mean. How can one know the worth of something that was never theirs.? Some people might be shaking their heads thinking of how shallow I am or maybe that these things do not bring "true happiness". Call me whatever you want (as if I care) but these things form a large part of our so called pseudo true happiness. Don't underestimate the power of money, for only lack of it can teach you its worth.

 

I enjoy buying good clothes, splurging at times on my rare shopping sprees, each time I see a zany footwear I wish to buy it, diamonds attract me, I love eating out in good restaurants, having smart phone is my basic need and so on and I would not be apologizing for enjoying these. At the same time I know that the best things can't be bought - a smile on your family's face, love , friends, a lovely sunset, a walk on the beach and the list if endless. But, then why not combine the best of the two and enjoy the combo meal.

 

At the moment a large part of my life is about enjoying those Ferrari moments - and I plan to do it to the fullest. Don't fool yourself and join me in the ride---it looks great from where I stand.

 

 

P.S : I would surely reach the place where they would not matter but let me find my Ferrari for the time being.

Fingers Crossed

She is feeling liberated
chains of despondency falling apart,
tiny tremors of dreams run 
hesitantly in her mind.

Though things seem better
she is still confused,
Whether to declare or hide
to shout or stay quiet.

Her smiles are more credible.
She talks about good times,
though trust doesn't come easy
Her life has been crazy.
 

Behind the veil of reticence
her eyes shine for future
while her hand at the back
has fingers crossed ...all the time.

Half truths or lies...

I wonder a lot
Sometimes silent, at times
aloud…what hurts me more?
blatant lies or half truths around?
 
I look deep inside to find a reason,
Why at times half hurts more than
full… Why at times it hurts more
when the glass seems full?

Questions surround me on this quest,
Haziness overpowers my vision
at times,… my mind refuses to
accept, the truth, for it hurts.
 
No matter which one hurts me the
most,… a lie or a half truth or both,
They reflect a lack of trust…

A broken relation or a tear in the eye.

Both when come, bring a sigh !

ज़िन्दगी

माना हँसी थोड़ी कम  हैं ,

आँखें भी कुछ नम हैं ,

मगर यकीन करो दोस्तों 

हौसलें अपने बुलन्द हैं। 

 

ज़िंदगी थोड़ी नाराज़ हैं ,

तबीयत कुछ नासाज़ हैं ,

मगर यकीन करो दोस्तों 

मुस्कुराहट हमारी तैयार हैं। 

 

बदले हमारे अंदाज़ हैं ,

वक़्त  की ये अजीब चाल हैं ,

मगर यकीन करो दोस्तों 

राहें अपनी तैयार हैं। 

 

खुदा से एक फरियाद है ,

बदल गए कुछ ख्वाब हैं ,

मगर यकीन  करो दोस्तों 

खुद पे ऐतबार हैं। 

 

 

 

 

Flying High... A Female Perspective

Lately I have pondered a lot on - Why are flying birds such a favourite theme of paintings and poetry...or be in any form of expression? I know the answer is quite easy - We all want to be free like birds , soaring in the sky and enjoying life.

 

A loosely linked question emerged from some half buried memories - In class 11th, my political science teacher, asked this question while we were discussing about women liberation - What do you think, a woman needs liberation from? Does she really want to be free from her emotional ties and their burdens? The teenagers that we were, the answers came out an unanimous yes, especially from the passionate girls. Our teacher smiled and said - " Time will give you the correct answer". Ma'am, time gave me the answer you were directing us towards, years ago. So, why am I talking about it here - Well flying high and liberation are connecting issues - the underlying idea is freedom though the important issue is freedom from what ? This 'what' had been a recurring line in my thoughts for a long time.

 

I found the answer to my teacher's question while undergoing a maturing process (Yes, even I have had my moments). A woman needs liberation but not from the emotional ties or her duties, she needs to be free from stereotyping her role in the family and society. She needs the freedom to exercise her choices whether being at home or working and being respected for the decisions she makes. She needs to be understood and given space as a human being and not just a relation(wife, mother, daughter, sister...). She needs the freedom to be herself and a woman being the core of the life , if she is happy and growing ...so is the society. A shackled and tied woman means a decaying society and that needs a clean up.

 

So, yes, a woman needs freedom/liberation not from her ties and duties but to be herself and take her own decisions.

 

Now coming to the birds - yesterday I read somewhere -  leave your baggage behind and fly high like birds. The baggage it said was - your expectations, plans, disappointments, failures, success and so on. It said, how can you fly if your baggage is so heavy? Look at the birds , they fly so high because they do not carry any baggage. When I thought about it - I termed it as " Emotional Gravity ". We are tied down with so many things like worries, future plans, past, some long lost memories and our fears so that our soul feels heavy and unable to feel freedom. It is the freedom of soul which is more about feeling free even when surrounded with ties than leaving everything and feel free from ties. Coming back to woman liberation - I think most of us would agree to the fact that a woman ties herself with more things than she can handle and this slowly starts eating away her soul's inbuilt freedom which makes her feel shackled. Therefore, you find so many women, standing in their balconies or window looking out longingly at those flying birds, that is a real poignant moment.

 

Flying high to me is  - Being free from whatever baggage is unnecessary (the airlines charge for the extra luggage even when you fly for a short distance and here we are talking about life). It is when your soul feels free and not just your body - that would be when you would really fly high.

 

To all my female friends and foes - May you all have many moments of true freedom because you can spread happiness in your family, only when you are truly happy.