Sunday, May 12, 2013

A letter from Life


Life as we know it, is the single most priceless gift anyone could receive or give. in life there comes a time when you question your very existence, what is the sole purpose of you being here?- the one question many a great saints have been seeking the answer to. While some go on to achieve nirvana others fall short of just one final piece of the puzzle. Of stardust and wanderlust, infinity and gravity, deepest oceans to highest peaks enlightened by the sun, illuminated by the moon forms your life. Your unique identity, it is what you make of it that takes you to that place you were longing to go to. It is in this race of going ahead with the past memories that we start disvaluing the present life itself . Your life is now, living in the past with thinking only of the future is the greatest sin in the highest courts of justice, serving sentence by not living your life is what eventually everyone ends up with.       The glint in your eyes to the grin on your face, life has covered a vaSt distance of this geographical escapade. Away far away in the deepest of thoughts I ask, why won’t you let me serve you my master? Your wish, my command, make something happen, something worthwhile, something legends will talk about? Down in the alley of your mind you ask ‘life, what have you done to me? What have you come to?   This hand was never served to me in the gamble of life when you chose the road always taken.    Few lives go down the beaten road, to live with satisfaction till the gates of heaven embrace those lives.   And yet we live the un-chosen lives, what others unwise have advised- ‘why take risk when you only have one life with so much to strive?   Jive to the unknown risks, life is but a walk so brisk, up and above, down and below find your life’s calling for it is always waiting-no hold, no engaged- lo and behold it is here your life is while you went in search of it.    It is the shadow that leaves you in the dark,  it is life you hold on to for that little spark.   Preaching about me to someone while breaching my trust, though the contract never stated any clauses on this, but impeachment you shall face.   I gave you everything while asking for 1 thing “live me”, how far have you lived up to this while pursuing all vanity?   If finding my purpose was that easy I probably wouldn’t have been such a mystery, having lived till 21st century who would tell these souls?-but I was always holding their hands.   Being taken away from someone has never been joyous but it is only then that they remove the blindfolds and truly see my meaning.    It is I who has been your constant love, your unsuspecting companion, that you never really valued, but we shall meet soon, probably for better or for worse, hoping you would know me, live me.
Signing off.
Your life.

Wednesday, May 1, 2013

A Glimpse of his Silhouette


And there it was, a glimpse of his silhouette….just as I put my iron down looking at the chirping birds outside who brought him back to me!
Though only for a minute, it felt like a lifetime of happiness, it felt like a void being filled. It feels like yesterday when we went to the boat house and sat by the calm lake for hours staring into the twilight of the sky, watching the world go by!
From all the letters exchanged to all the sleepless nights endured, we couldn’t wait to share our stories with the world. He was a travel journalist and would always discover Panama to Peru and would take me on his amazing journeys with his beautiful narration.
    Going by the lake and describing his travels to me while I would pen down the words based on the picture painted by his words, he was born blind and was part of a program for the differently abled run by “The Society” a well-established national daily, and I being the associate editor was assigned the task of this quarterly column, of course his travels would be different from the rest of us, which was the purpose of this column, to offer our readers the world in a different view, to experience the world in a different way, the world seemed larger than life it seemed to be the beautiful oasis inhabited by beautiful people.
It was a once in a life time opportunity for me to chronicle his travels and put it out there for everyone to “see” from their mind, be open to a different take on life, he discovered Egypt as the land built by the mighty, nestled and protected by the Gods of love and war.
 We saw Bhutan as the land far far away built by the flora and fauna and the sweet scent of pine.
We saw no colour, experience the language of humanity, savoured the delicacies of love. We discovered the streets of china by crispy tickling fare to the streets of India by the sweet and spicy fare. We felt the culture of politeness and humility of humbleness and civility.
At first we were vary of people not taking to such posts, but slowly we got a lot of people from across the world requesting to cover their land, rediscovering their land, people started hosting him and entertaining him.
This led to him travelling almost 6 months a year and discovering many many lands. He was the new Columbus, one day when he was travelling to one such land (I also did not know what places he went to, the editors made all the arrangements and since I was chronicling his travails, they did not want me to know about his whereabouts to keep the posts as authentic as possible, and I would know about the place only after he narrated his experience and the name would be revealed in the end.) he was reportedly gunned down in a local mafia gang war.
After being on medication for over 24 hours and with no progress his life gave in. There was a lot of anger in his fans when they were told what had transpired, his own world betrayed him, his own mankind betrayed him, the last few hours had been the toughest for him to see that the world was no longer that beautiful, that humanity had defeated him!
His travelogues were discontinued, while it took a while for me to get back to my daily routine and concentrate on  my other columns, and from the acceptance of the fact that the person I was slowly falling for won’t be there anymore to make me believe that there is beauty in the world!
I revisited those posts and tried to get in touch with all those who hosted him and wishing to see for myself the beauty I imagined in my mind and for others to read, slowly they all got in touch and agreed on hosting me, they took me to all the places he went to, all people he met and in the end each handed me a letter! A letter he had narrated to the hosts to give it to me, if in case he doesn’t make it back and I get in touch with the host!
I felt scared as much as excited and a deep sense of closure to have found something of him I can have with me for the rest of my life!
I however stacked them in a box, and decided to open them only when I undertake all my journeys. I visited India, China, Peru, Russia, Mexico, Egypt and lastly Cambodia. When I returned I started blogging of all the conversations and stories the hosts and he shared, and took the readers on an intimate journey of the confluence of different cultures. His fans started writing in saying how much they missed him, and yearned to experience the world differently.
I decided to open the letters one by one discovering how much he loved me, he saw the beauty in me the way he saw it in other people, the true inner beauty, he feared confessing this to me, thinking how could I fall for a person who is not perfect, while he saw the beauty in others all he saw in himself were the flaws which I saw as true gifts!
And just when I broke down, hating myself for not telling him how he made me fall for him each time he spoke! Maybe it was too late but I have the letters to hold onto, the letters where he asked every host to sign off with a dove, the symbol of pure love, and as I finished ironing out those letters and kept the iron down I saw a glimpse of his silhouette!
I continue to travel and discover new places as a travel journalist and chronicle the travelogue with a short documentary on all the places that I visit!

Tuesday, April 2, 2013

D.R.E.A.M


                  Diverisfy Reach Empower and Motivate
continued......


Cancer- though there are cures and survival chances more today than there ever were, is one of the worst diseases, it hurts even more when you know that I might not be alive tomorrow, living with this thought everyday and if they do come out victorious they are even more of God’s special angels, as they were bestowed with special powers to beat death and get a second lease of life, it’s like re-birth.
I hope reading the heroic memoirs of a few children here will make you feel the plight they go through, of course no one really understands the real pain unless they or their close ones go through it, but maybe to a certain extent after reading these wonderful, heart wrenching tales you could feel like what it is to be God’s special angels.
In one sense, these brave little warriors have lost their battle with the cancer monster. Yet in another sense, they have actually been granted the ultimate victory by being given angel wings.
7,000,000 people on this planet, and these are those few chosen angels by Him, each one with his own unique story waiting to be heard, to make their presence felt and to leave a mark on 6,999,999 people they shared the planet with.
With 7 billion people breathing the same air as you, sometimes all you need is 1 and when that 1 is the chosen one how would you feel? No one deserves what these children go through , especially when you look at those cute angelic faces who have just learnt to walk and talk and are already preparing to leave the world and all those people’s whose hearts they touched vulnerable with the assurance of never returning back.
When we all crib about those little things in life, like not having good clothes or missing the first day first show of a movie, hear out these stories and next time you would think 10 times before cribbing for something, for most of us life has been easy, with toys brought even before you were born, a cycle was something you didn’t have to ask for, new dresses on every birthday, education to make a good career on your father’s expenses, well you’d ask isn’t every child entitled to these ‘’luxuries’’ from their parents? Yes I’d like to call these things a luxury cause after reading the tales of those children these seem like luxuries fit for royalty.
It all happens for a reason and only time tells why is it that out of all those hundred sperms we won the race? We all have some or the other purpose here on this planet- it is up to you to be the preserver or destroyer of His creations of which He chose you to be a part of. Actions speak louder than words, your actions should speak volumes about you after you’re gone, sometimes He is giving you chance after chance to do good by keeping you on the other side He is asking you to come forward and help His angels , a fair chance to get rid of your sins.
1 life, 1 world, 1 deed- to lead to 1 revolutionary change, history has been testament to it- all it takes is 1 man and 1 thought to change the world upside down- weather you choose the Gandhi way or the Hitler way is up to you, but I’m sure we all are educated enough to know which path to follow and help those who need us, they don’t want you to feel pity for them, all they ask for is a little compassion and belief in them.
Yes we have big buildings, big houses, big offices, big hospitals what we lack is a big heart- to show compassion towards these angels, I feel privileged to have met these angels in my lifetime- open your hearts and get rid of any unwanted hate cause when you meet them, their love will overflow and your small heart won’t b able to contain it.
Want to know the true value of life? Meet these children and in a second you’ll know there is nothing in this world that is more worth than your life, I’m no preacher here, just an ordinary girl who realized the importance of life after meeting these extra ordinary people (angels), well no one has truly understood life’s worth otherwise that’ll make us all Gautama Buddha, but maybe if you can keep aside a few hours of your precious time aside for them and hear them out you’d get a little closer to attaining “nirvana” on life.
After reading these stories some of you might be touched shed a few tears, some might stack it up with other books, a few would go and meet them, I hope each person who has the chance to be a part of the lives while reading it out on the way to work or at night goes and helps them, value your life more and well these young children will be happy if they’ve left an impression on you and I’d be happy to have helped a few by immortalizing them  in this book, also if you could adopt any of their wishes after reading them would be great. After reading this book I hope one thing common that you all will have in your bucket list is ‘’to meet one such angel’’.
7 billion people and each has a unique story to tell, these are 9 of those unique stories and 3 of mine at the end of the book, each endearing in its own way. In these stories you will find inspiration, courage, and warmth. In these stories you will find frustration, struggle, and uncertainty. You will laugh, you will cry, you will get angry -- and you will probably find yourself falling in love with some precious children and young people from whom you will learn important lessons about life.
Interviewing them was very difficult, I could not hold back my tears but seeing their strength left me aw struck, the sheer strength they showed, at one point I gave up as I could not look at their plights but fighting back my tears with a fake smile while interviewing them, only because I want the world to get inspired by them was the sole reason I mustered the courage and in a choking voice took their interview.
Also the strength their parents showed was laudable, these here are the real heroes, who in the face of such plight smile through it all and have actually won the battle by overcoming all this with their smile, there was not one time while interviewing them that they didn’t smile and I wondered how are they so strong? And were all praises for their children, they were happy that someone had come to them and was asking about their children and would quip in every time singing praises like every proud parent and though their eyes would moisten up but they didn’t break down like I did , coming from far off places to this big city like so many do in the hope that this hospital will save them is also praise worthy.
This hospital has a make a wish foundation department and a toy bank department where we can go and give away our toys or adopt some wishes is a good thing and I hope you go and have a look at how you can contribute.

The world is our stage, He is our director, what are you waiting for? Let’s begin the show, give deep thought to each story I’m sure you will have a deep connection with some, each one has a different tale to share, they are waiting for their voices to be heard are you ready to lend your ears?

             A football legend he could be…..

Young Sanil Karambekar all of 11 years from the small village of Mahad in Raigad District of Maharashtra , has been in the hospital since 7 months. He was also just like any other 11 year old boy who loved to fool around , play, was good at cricket and football and active in all sports activities in his school, until 1 day when he was detected with cancer and his life changed forever.
His father Dattatray Karambekar who has been by his side all this time gleans proudly and says that he loved playing football and then one day due to cancer the doctors advised his knee to be removed, it was a tough decision but they had no other option and now he is left with just 1 leg and deemed him bed ridden.
He misses his school and friends the most and is waiting for the day he can get out of the hospital and go back to his town.
Besides football he also loves cricket and has won prizes in his school for kabbadi,( who says India lacks in sports?)
His proud father quips in to say he also plays the harmonium, more so with his hand gestures as he could not get the English word for it.
Even though it was after lunch and they were being injected with heavy doses of medicines and he was sleepy yet I could understand he was more than happy to share a few of his life stories with me.
He said he wants to meet Hritik Roshan one day and if It wasn’t for the operation he would love to dance with him.( an all rounder in the making?)
When I asked him if given a chance to ask 1 Question to the doctors what would it be?
“when will I get well”.
Talking to him made me realize that something as meagre as going to school and having legs and a playground to play on, something that we all grow up taking for granted is something someone more deserving than us, more talented than us, worthy than us is not able to have simply because of no fault of his .
When his father told me now he will never be able to play his favorite game ever, I broke down and it took me 10 minutes to get back to being stable, I could sense the sadness in his heart but he was strong enough to not break down, I still don’t know the secret behind that strong smile, it’s something not all are able to master.
Some might say they have become immune to it, but how much can one man take? Which father would be so strong enough to face the harsh reality that his son will never be able to walk again his entire life?
11 years- too young to go through all this , when your average 11 year old boy is running around this boy here being confined to the four closed walls of the hospital room with others like him, though he being the only one whose leg had been cut, with a small TV for entertainment is hard to come to terms with.
This was one young man and one brave soul that India has produced and after reading his tale India sure will be proud of him.
Do you feel for young Sanil here? Is there any way you can help him out, go ahead and do it, it’ll not only make his day but also yours, there are some things money can’t buy and in case of these angels your support and a little time you can devote towards them will be million times more than what a million rupees can do.

















There will come a time when you believe everything is finished, and that will be the beginning.

to be continued.......

Monday, November 5, 2012

D.R.E.A.M- Diversify Reach Empower Activate and Motivate



Chapter 1
 “There is suffering in life, and there are defeats. No one can avoid them. But it’s better to lose some of the battles in the struggles for your dreams than to be defeated without ever knowing what you’re fighting for.”- Paulo Coelho.
Dreams, wishes, hopes, aspirations are something that we are all born with and as long as we wish we strive to achieve these for ourselves, with each passing day we dream more and work even more to fulfil them and well most of us do get the opportunity to live the dream but there are a few who just like you have dreams some ordinary some extra ordinary are not that fortunate enough to live their dreams, they also have come to this world with great imagination and enthusiasm to be something, to be like someone , to leave their mark and footprints on everyone’s minds and hearts and to conquer the world, but they are not as lucky as you to make that wish happen, they are God’s angels, these are the children suffering from Cancer at TATA MEMORIAL HOSPITAL, and the reason why I am penning down these memoirs is because these children also have talent, dreams, stars in their eyes and well maybe even for a few seconds at least if you read their story you would know they lead extra ordinary lives.
We could call them soldiers who are out there battling everyday for their lives not knowing if it’s today or tomorrow that they will lose, but they are fighting hard, they belong to that category that does not believe in giving up easily, the strength that they put in battling for their lives can put death to shame.
They are small light houses that show you the positive glowing light at the end of the tunnel, going to those special lectures and speeches on life would probably be less effective in front of the philosophies that they have on life, your take on life will definitely change once you hear their take on life, not losing hope and faith is something they all master pretty well and we could learn a trick or two on how to appreciate and value the gift that is life.
In a way they are God’s angels, sometimes you can’t help but wonder if they were specially sent on earth only to stop us from our busy lives, freeze our surroundings and show us the true worth of our lives! Don’t they say some people come in our lives, turn it upside down and just leave, they are those angels , your life is bound to turn upside down when you see how they live their lives and after even a minute of talking to them you’d wonder was I living life the wrong way all these years?
There are so many questions in this universe to which we don’t have any answers not even science but all we can do is accept them and move on, when you meet these children the only question you’d want to ask is “why them?” didn’t someone say “the good always go young”? God works in His own mysterious ways science hasn’t found and answer to yet, of course there are hundreds and thousands of books out there on “life”, “ways to lead a good life” , “life- like you never knew” and many more but sometimes it’s only special people like these that can truly open our eyes towards life.
They never say life is going to be fair all they say is life will be worth it, but when we see those little angels and tears rolling down the eyes, one can’t help but wonder is the life they lead worth it? The age when they’re supposed to be out playing in the garden here they are playing for their lives, when we take something as small as a toy for advantage, the smile you get to see on their faces when given a small ball is priceless , they come all the way to this hospital from far off remote places searching for the little ray of hope for life, seeing the parents in the lobby with tired eyes just looking for light at the end of the tunnel, for some the journey is over before the end is reached and when all hope comes crashing down you wonder  why do we go through these things ? 

to be continued.....

Monday, October 22, 2012

By The Lighthouse


I just got up to refill my cup of coffee.
I had been toiling hard all day to finish my book “My lighthouse dates.” I decided I have to complete this novel that I have been writing since I saw her in my dreams and promised her that the world will get to know of the most beautiful love story anyhow in this week. It was time it saw the light of the day and people could read this story- my love story. And all of a sudden lightning struck, the windows started stuttering, light kept flickering and strong breeze started going in and fro through the window, all the coffee spilled and the pages from my unfinished novel started opening and I heard a voice. It was as if she was talking to me through that book, I was taken aback, shocked and hesitant when she said “I’m waiting for you, come to where we used to always meet.”
It was a dark and stormy night when I ventured into the forest, the only way to reach the lighthouse, with a dim torch in my hand and fright in my heart, I somehow gathered the courage to go and meet her, a place we had discovered together in our heydays, when we had no care in the world and ventured to different places and found so many such unique places. But this was a special place. This is where I had proposed to her and we had made promises of dying in each other’s arms. I always come to this place when I’m low and I know that she’s going to be there like always, dancing, singing and hearing me out, who knew that one day she’ll be killed in the local fight between ours and the neighbouring town, while waiting for me.
It’s been 25 years since that incident and she has kept her word and always waits for me, I couldn't find anyone like her and we still are in a relationship. My neighbours think I’m some weird person, who only keeps to himself, talks to himself, keeps going to the forest and so keep away from me, what they don’t know is I have everything that they lack in- true love, true support. And I know she’s that bright star who’s shedding the light on me and showing me the way through life and through this forest.
“You forgot right?” “No honey, how can I?
I was slogging all day to complete the novel so I could gift it to you on our 19th anniversary and I still love you, this is our love, that we both want to share with the whole world, with hatred all around, we have to foster back the emotion of love in people and tell them it exists and after we lay under the sky, talking for hours like we always do, with the rain to add to the romance I return back to finish the greatest fairy tale of them all – our conversations by the lighthouse – the symbol of our love.

Thursday, January 5, 2012

BUCKET LIST

1. Publish a book
2. Learn Spanish thus making me a master of 5 languages
3. Visit Spain, France, Thailand, Malaysia, Singapore, Manipur, Canada
4. Write a message in a bottle and get a reply and be that person’ s friend forever.
5. Buy my own house in south Mumbai.
6. Be the manager of a fashion brand by 26
7. Have a job that requires me to travel all over the globe and make friends from each continent
8. Always keep doing charity
9. Tell my crush I liked him someday
10. Have a gay friend and go to a gay club
11. Go backpacking to some country
12. Make north east of India my old age home
13. Send my parents on a holiday with my own money.
14. Have a personal driver so that I don’t have to drive , public transport rules.
15. Adopt a child or at least pay for one child’s education
16. Keep learning something or the other
17. Master the art of cooking and take the tension off my mom
18. Have one day when I can just switch off from this world and have a whole day to my self
19. Find a place that not many people know of and make it my secret abode.
20. Meet fabregas or kaka or higuain or any hot football player that is out there be it for a few seconds but meet them. Especially fabregas.
21. Keep updating this list each year after striking off one thing.

Sunday, December 25, 2011

D.R.E.A.M

DIVERSIFY REACH EMPOWER ACTIVATE AND MOTIVATE

stay tuned to know more