Monthly Archives: July 2011

Constancy of change..

If anyone had asked me approximately eight months ago, where would I be and pat would be my reply, ” Home, where else?!” Well, here I am instead working in a rural area of India, instead of getting experience in my Alma mater.

This year has been one filled with eventful changes. Now, nearing the end of July, there is one thing I have realized from my experiences.

If there is any one thing constant in life, it’s change. Change is mostly unpredictable. And even if certain changes are expected, facing them in a predetermined manner or a prepared plan of action is near to impossible.Yet, changes are what makes us the person that we become. Changes are what defines our circumstances, and vice-versa. 

Circumstances are like a game of chess.It more or less, depends on the changes and  moves that you make especially when the dice is yours to roll. So essentially, the outcome is in a way determined on
how the changes are taken and opportunities used when possible. After all, a calm ocean is kind of a rare sight to see. It’s the waves that make it alive and breathtakingly stunning.



Hope during the trying times….

Sometimes, it’s one of those days, where every step that you take leads to a mistake, every thought to an error and every word leads to disaster. It’s those days that very often, I feel like curling up into a ball, oblivious to the world moving by.

Yet, something keeps driving me on. Maybe it’s hope, maybe it’s comfort that things will get better if we just believe in ourselves and forge ahead. Below are some of the lines that I keep returning to when things fall out of hand, especially when the fault line was no where your responsibility.


by, Bruce B. Wilmer

 When things aren’t going well for you

And times aren’t what they should be,

Just focus on the positive

And think about what could be.

Acknowledge what has happened–

Don’t lose sight of lessons past–

But don’t allow the negative

Distracting thoughts to last.

Take what you’ve learned and start from there;

Draw strength from your frustration;

And let this added sense of purpose

Be your new foundation.

It’s hard to follow any plan

Precisely to the letter.

Though life right now is difficult,

Things will in time get better.





And, now it’s time for the shadow dance…. tada !!

Earlier this month, with the monsoons striking down fiercely, a new art that I discovered was working with shadows. Taking it to the dance floor was another interesting venture. So, here are some of the videos which kind of fascinated me.

As for shadows, instead of having them lurking in the closet and corners of the life, time to get them cleaned out and put into some good use, maybe in this manner.

This was one of the performances entitled, ” Pilobus on Late Night with Conan O’Brien.” Well, at the end, I do say, ” I love New York City” too.

Another video that I came across YouTube was a performance in one of the medical colleges in India, CMC, Ludhiana.

And one to see, chickens sitting in a row.

Pretty neat play of shadows I must say.

What do you think ? Any “shadow fans” out there, (besides me !!) ?

In the due course of “time”….

In the melee of the daily chaos and the eternal run against time, sometimes certain moments or rather certain situations, makes us feel that in the end everything is hopeless and pointless. I think that’s what psychologists’ term as the “crisis point”.

Well, whatever terminology it may be, it definitely is a crisis. It’s at these times, when I need a breather. Many a time, getting away is not feasible, even if it’s for a day. Sometimes, I wish that life was like a television screen. Why so? For, every now and then, especially when things go out of hand, we could press the “pause button” and rewind and hopefully rewrite the entire scenario. Well that’s just wishful thinking on my part, I guess.

Essentially, what is needed in those moments is to give time a chance to run its due course. Time often tells us subtly to just have a little amount of patience (which is even rarer than kryptonite!!) and not to lose hope. To give time a chance to take it’s allotted twists and turns. To stop cribbing and take action. But alas, human nature deems that we naturally first fret, crib and complain, and at the end, go into the action mode. As what time often tells us:

“To everything there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven:

A time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to be pluck up that which is planted;

A time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down and a time to build up;

A time to weep and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance;

A time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together; a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;

A time to get, and a time to lose; a time to keep, and a time to cast away;

A time to rend, and a time to sew; a time to keep silence, and a time to speak;

A time to love, and a time to hate; a time of war, and a time of peace. Ecclesiastes 3:1-8”

Hope, faith and patience. That’s what brings sanity back to normal. What life teaches us, though in its due course of time is that, everything happens for a reason, in a pattern and in an order which exists in spite of all the chaos that runs across the universe.

Yet, what the fickle human mind needs to understand is to keep the hope and keep on striving. Time will run its course and at the end, come what may, everything will fall in its own place. All time says is not to slacken, not to lose hope, to keep the faith and not lose focus. Let the journey go on.

Expecting the unexpected….

As like the end of Charles Dickens’ novel, Great Expectations, all I can say that, no matter how old we grow or how civilized we become
or how many cultures we form a part of; if we keep strong expectations, we ultimately tend to indulge in disappointments.

It isn’t a new thing. Being human, we naturally tend to depend on those close to us, friends and family. But sometimes, when both sides don’t see eye to eye, disappointments and disagreements come to surface. The funny fact is that, we all have certain “expected responses” from certain people. So when the expected doesn’t turn out to run its course, plans go hay-wire and heated opinions become rampant.

Sometimes, it feels easier not to keep any hopes in other people. But that seems silly. It’s only when we have expectations from each other that there is a purpose to keeping the connections. In a way, expectations help to keep the relationships going.

 Yet, the less we expect others to do, the better we perform. Or the happier we feel.

Maybe, it’s about stepping into the other person’s shoes and seeing from their point of view. After all, one can never underestimate the capacity of another human being to have exactly the same shortcomings that you have.

Keeping the balance between expectations and hopes is not easy, especially when the tilt is more towards, agreeing to disagree. When the aim is shifted to finding common ground, no matter how many expectations run through one’s mind, it doesn’t always necessarily turn to disappointments.


Life is a bit about indulging in expectations and hopes, and yet, at the same time, keeping room for disappointments, complacency, changes and new hopes, as well.

 What do you say?

Sparks and Fire, playing it safe…

Matches and Fire. Just takes minutes to go into full blast. Sometimes, you don’t even need matches for one to start. Just a spark, which can be from the electrical wiring, or the kitchen gas stove (arsonists go nuts about it) or even candles.

Yet the most interesting bit is that, it can all happen in a second. Before, anyone can even say, voila!!

Well, bringing it down to daily life, it just takes a spark to fan the flames and bring the fire to full hilt. Playing safe is not easy. I personally feel it’s kind of tacky. Many a time, the same technique won’t work more than once.

In fact, relationships are sometimes way too funny or maybe even weird to understand. You want to be blunt and to the point, but you can’t hurt someone else’s sentiments. Worse is when you are not even directly involved in the issue, but you have been called to negotiate.

So to play it safe, I kind of follow three rules. Something that life has taught me to believe in.

Don’t promise when happy. Believe me, when the happiness is over, and reality sinks in, you’ll feel like a pricked balloon.

Don’t reply when you are sad. Ah words, is there any other powerful weapon than them. They can be both instantaneous devices of disagreement or can run through your veins like slow poison.

Don’t decide when you are sad. That’s one additional reason to sink beyond the depths of depression. It’s better to safe now than sorry later on.

Life is short. Personally, I would like to tell the “itches” and “itchers” to mind their own business, but I know that at some point in  the future, I’ll need them. So, a highly diplomatic mode of response and reaction is safe and beneficial in the future.

Maybe this is the way that life teaches us about imperfections and to look beyond them. Or maybe it’s about limiting one’s expectations about and from people.

What do you say?

A simple art, “saying cheese” and meaning it too !!

It has so many versions. The sunny one that has an effect on many. 

The sad one that is a silent recognition of trying times.

And the most common type, the plastered one that stays put. The latter being very adept for social occasions.

And many more types, including the sarcastic one, the quirky type; depending on the occasion and situation.

But, when was the last time, I have seen a genuine type? Frankly, it’s been ages.

Why did this thought come up? Well, I’m back after a social function, of as I would say seeing a lot of “baring of teeth” scenarios. And post event, reflecting back, I really what ever happened to the genuine type.

Smiles. Something that can turn your mood around. A silent reminder of the pleasantness of life. But, scarce are the real smiles. The genuine smiles. Smiles which are actually meant from within, instead of the act of baring our teeth.

True smiles are rare to come. Maybe it’s because of the fact that most of the day goes busy. Or maybe because most of us have seen too much of “the bad in life”.  Or maybe it’s due to the cynic outlook of life that is developed, ever since leaving the days of childhood.

So where did all the smiles go? If anyone says, it’s only a city effect, I would disagree. Rural areas have lost their smiles too. Smiling is one way to say, “Hey, hope you have a nice day.”

It’s time to revive the dying art. The art of a true smile. It’s time to stop running around. Time to stop chasing time. Time to stop and appreciate the little happy happenings of the day. Time to ignore the unpleasantness of the day. Time to just feel a smile. A real smile. The art of receiving one and beauty of having one is simply lovely.

As the adage goes, smile and the world smiles with you.