" Nothing is Pending"

 Only until you reach the last day of your life that you may spell these golden lines " Nothing is Pending!" …. 

Was just sitting with an Octogenarian who I know for quite some time now and the best communication one can have with such souls is about Life itself, coz they are a treasure trove of life's ups and downs and full of experiences about their successes and failures.

'Rehman' Saab as we all address him, has been a man of his own stature - he sells seasonal fruits in a local market near my place and is always a talk of the town - as he has a unique communiqué of selling his fruits - for him , he is a 'Free Bird" with NO responsibilities and for him life has been a beautiful ride which bestowed upon him goodies and bad times in equal measure. His two sons and two daughters are well "Settled" in their respective household and that he lost his beloved wife just last year due to age related problems.

As I asked him " What is your age Rehman -Ji"?"

"Babu , 75 saal ka ho gaya hoon is Saal, uski Rehmat Se!" { Sir, I have turned 75 odd years this year, By his Grace!}

As I laughed and popped up another timely question " Aur kitna jeene ke Khwaish hai?" { How much more you long to live?"

"Arre Kal utha lo, kuch nahi raha , sara kaam khatam kar diya life mein, sari zimmedari nibha li!" { If God May call me tommrow, I am better off as I have fulfilled my family Responsibilities!"}

Rehman ji, is living a dream life, he is self sufficient and is still able bodied and is not dependent on his children for his livelihood - he is proud of this fact - As I further conversed with him , he started to talk about the living Wisdom of life.

It was a crowded flea market where people flock to buy Vegetables, fruits and the sundry, Rehman is a keen observer and talks of his wisdom.

"Yeh jo sare log bhaag rahe hain na, ek din thakk ke chup karke baith jayenge….fir sochenge , itne bhagne ki kya zaroorat thi zindagi mein?" { These people which I see are running around and trying to make ends meet, one day they will exert themselves and then will sit down and ponder about life and that was it all the effort to run around in life for frivolous things?}

As I grimaced in affirmative , I was equally reciprocated by Rehman, I surely knew , I had a man standing in front of me who chuckles about people's life and their follies...

This small 2 minute talk made me ponder over this one life which he stated " Nothing is Pending!" - this thought had a deep meaning for me - as I wonder when that time would come for All of us to say this …

The hush - hush and running around will stop one day, even if you want it or no, Our bodies will wither and with each passing day and a click of a second, we are nearing our last time on this planet...but the race is between time and our responsibilities.

Surely , Rehman has beaten time and has made himself available to be taken back to heaven as and when his time comes, for he has 'Nothing Pending or unfulfilled desire or a Wish which is a leftover for him..", In a true sense, he is a Man of Acceptance of life who internally laughs on all of us running around to chase our grandeur dreams and Aspirations...most of which we have to leave , even if we conquer them... for this is the vicissitude of life ….

{N.B.: Rehman-ji , allowed me to click his 1 picture on special request, though he is not very interested to be published on the internet, when I spoke so regarding this fact! :) }

~ Rejoice Your Failure ~

 Nothing is greater than 'LIFE' as it is the only pretext your living - problems will come and go but your zeal and continuous aim to do something or other will  make you walking unknown paths.

There would be numerous Big defeats and small wins too , something in you will make you stand again and start afresh. There are numerous such examples where people have turned exceptional with failures, I want to quote some examples here to prove my point.

In today's world of cut throat competition and where students have taken 'suicide' as a route to escapism, I see people enjoying their failures - In recent such example I came across parents who were enjoying with their son who had 'flunked' the Class 10 / higher secondary exams - they were rejoicing because they know the hard truth about life and that is , Life doesn't limit itself to exam results! 

The picture of parents boasting of their son's 'Exceptional Feat' has stormed the internet - at a time when students are ending their life as they didn't clear prestigious IIT / NEET exams , as if they wont be able to do anything in life other than being a 'Cyber Clerk' {as I call software engineer's} and doctors!

As the boy's parents say ' It was disappointing result But you have NOT failed in life, It always give's other chance!" - Though the boy's friends made fun of him and even mocked him for flunking the exams - in all the subjects , his parents were rock solid support for him - as for them this is also not a mean feat! :)  - Why not, this has become a life solving problem for many students who are not much academically strong and are average students - not securing 90+% in exams and securing seat in prestigious colleges wont be an end of life and it should not be! - As I write this ,  "Kudos" to such parents who are standing behind this achievement, what the school had to teach - "the art of accepting and handling failures', parents very neatly did this job and proved a great example to the society!

Another instance I would like to quote is from a prestigious school from Delhi, as the exams results for senior secondary school exams were out , I could see the flashy numbers which the school website had displayed to boast about their academic excellence - almost everyone got more than 90% marks except one - out of heard of high scorers , here was a humble name who had scored in mid 50%'s and that made him so unique - my eyes were scrolling though top performers But stopped at this unique boy's name who proved himself different!  

Suicide wont give life another chance  - you can change your defeats to wins but for that you need to give life another shot - today i write this with somber mood as i know a child who is not in this world because she did not got the result according to her aspirations, rather I would say her parents aspirations - what is life now in those parents life who might have pressurized their only daughter to become a doctor or something exceptional which they themselves were not !

Life is beautiful and consider it to be a batsman standing on the pitch getting bouncer's but you need just one bad ball to hit a Six ! - for me, this has been an idiom which I have lived by and preach - for our motto in life is toe enjoy defeats too and when you that loose Ball comes , come out with flying colours!

~ 'Change' - The True meaning of life ~

 Change is inevitable, what looks stable and in control today will change - the change is for good and sometimes not but every change begets a new learning and a new opportunity. Initially we might think situations going out of control but in the long run , when you are in a position to judge what went past, you will realise and obliged that what change brought was for you
r betterment.

Just the other day , I was in conversation with a close friend who had lost his job due to current global churning - one of fine technocrat from a good engineering institute from Delhi - He was in a state of mental disbelief and shock - just few months back he had bought his second home and a brand new high end model car - life was transitioning smooth, from a high middle class to 'Rich' status , but the change was to happen, know body new and for sure , he himself was oblivious to such a change.

Meeting him after a decade was sure pleasure but he was  a changed man, a sense of comatose had engulfed him - all the running around after latest degrees and self-prophesised certificates 😊was not helping him either.

As I asked him what was the learning curve from this episode of life - he was in wits and laughed at my question - a truthful answer was " Life is unpredictable and anything can happen anytime, beyond a certain degree of measure!" -

"Now my Boy, you are living Consciously! and have started to know true meaning of Life!" - as I laughingly commented on his statement!

Tea arrived in no time and sipping through we were reminiscing our past, the playground which was our 'partner in crime' place and also our old pals, many of them had left the colony , suddenly a gush of emotion passed through my friend and he had teary eyes - he turned himself into a pensive mood and at that very moment he said something which was truly out of wisdom - "Sanjeev, was this all running around so necessary and worth it!"

I had no answer to this direct question though I subtly knew that we all are part of that infamous rat race and the 'Crab Story!" where you put a crab in a bowl and no Crab would be lucky to get out as other Crabs would always pull him down! - As I replied in honestly -"Sameer, We realize this when we get torn apart from our usual running around! , when something exceptional happen to us and we sit down and take stock of the situation - when things go out of control and in spite of our best effort and planning things go haywire - you get to learn the toughest and wisest lesson of life - " It just Happens and traverse without your doing and control!"  

I keep on insisting on this idiom through my journey of life - whatever planning I did , much of it just didn't happen :) , on the contrary I lived a life out of the blue - never ever I thought that I would be living this way and, in these situations, - I am still very thankful to HIS grace - I guess this path is better off in many ways that I had perceived.

At the end, I culminate, 'Change is inevitable! and it would surely happen on its own time!" - love it our ignore it , this would happen and at the fag end of your life , you will be a testimony to it!

~ Purpose OR Need ~

 Often many of us sway our thoughts between two words 'Need' and 'Purpose' - both are equally important for our living but many will oblige when I say that I have a better inclination for 'Purpose' - the purpose to live and the purpose to do things while you exist.

'Need' is equally on the pedestal but has a sense of tangible greed - you could be needy for many materialistic things and aspire for much beyond your purpose.

Contemplating on the subject once you have passed that breakeven age and are enduring mid life crisis , you start to seek what you are here for and what is your purpose to live and achieve?. Delving into those golden years that you have lived - childhood, adolescence, middle life and now progressing towards old age, you must have achieved quite a lot and if not, the need or greed must still be there but now thoughts waver at another tangent - what is the purpose of achieving all this? , for those who have achieved quite much, a question they ponder is was all the running around to achieve this much was worth it?

A famous thinker once said "Don't earn this much that you need to distribute in alms!" - the sayings is true in real sense today, looking at the trend of philanthropy now a days, big shot billionaires as donating their wealth!!!- money that they ran for in their entire life, and the killing hard work they must have done to earn so much , at the end of the day , they are of mind percept to 'Give' - so the purpose of need dilutes here - they must have satiated their needs for they have started to give back to the society and the deprived.

On the other hand, what about the 'purpose' - according to Maslow's hierarchy of needs , the top most need is spiritual - beyond which everything else fades, after you have achieved the societal needs and saved much for your living, you start to look for the 'Purpose' of your existence, this is another interpretation of what Maslow calls 'Self Actualization' - Questions such as - "why are you here for?", " what were you destined to achieve?" ,"Did you achieve your true purpose in life?" and  "Where you will go from here?" , are the true askance of your living.

In Hinduism your living has been categorized broadly into 4 stages - the  last stage of life as prescribed in the texts is  "Vanprastha" - meaning renunciation of worldly life and moving to seclusion and life of austerity and spirituality - it is in this context that you seek answers to your existence and your purpose. 

Many of us talk to ourselves and ponder on this question but the jest of life supersedes the search for answers - very few beings consider themselves lucky to break the cage of daily razzmatazz of life and look for true answers but the pulls of life will damn you back to its basics and one day you will also find yourself stranded between the question of 'Purpose v/s Need' ...life will ask... wait for the moment...!!!

~ Free Tea With Rusk...~

 You meet certain people in life which makes you feel that you are special - Naveen Bhai is one such soul that I have befreineded over a period of time and mind you I have not spend a fortune to make him my friend - Instead our love for a common beverage "Tea" is that has made us good friends!

My bi-monthly sojourn to Himalayas has become a norm of the day in my life, as I eagerly wait for the time to come and go into my own spiritual shell, the feeling and experience is always majestic - New learnings and thinking about life from a different perspective is what I always do, not returning before making new friends and delving into life of many such souls who become part of my seeking journey.

This time I met Naveen after quite some time as he had left the area where he was always abound - his bread and butter always revolved around making tea and coffee for roadside commuters - his timing was phenomenal - from 6 a.m in the morning till 6 p.m in the night - this seem to be a full time job for him - one can surely imagine standing for 12 odd hours every day with rapt attention as customer can turn up anytime.

 After finishing his duty, he goes to his electrical repair makeshift workshop and dons the hat of an electrician - his diploma in electronics comes handy here. He doesn't take any off's on  Saturday or a Sunday - once I asked him why he is putting on so many hours and doesn't give a sigh of relief to himself - he was upfront in his revert " Bhaiya, I love my job and be a part of this market where I stand, the hustle and bustle gives me an adrenaline rush to continue for long hours not realizing how much time has passed.!"

I have known Naveen for more than a decade and this time I promised him to write about him in my blog - which I am doing so... post this, I plan to share my writings with him on his WhatsApp number - a technology enthusiast , he is a diploma holder in electronics but could not pursue his studies due to impending financial crisis - though he is making no stones unturned to make both his sons study in good private schools - his brief stint in one of the radio manufacturing companies made him self learn things and as a part timer, he is an electronics repair man!!!! 

He dons a hat based on life's situations - to me he is a true family man balancing life in all its spheres with whatever resources he has in his kitty.

Just the other day, he was elated and told me, "Bhaiya, my elder son is a graduate now, and wants to do his master's ! - this truly is an accomplishment for all of us in my family as none of us are Graduates!" - As we both cherished his son's achievement, I was treated with a free cup of tea along with baked 'Rusk' - believe me you, the sweetness and the taste of such a succor was unmatched - Naveen made my day in the morning itself! 

I look forward to Naveen breaking the news of his son's academic accomplishment in few years from now when he completes his Masters and finds a good job to start his career - this would be a true tribute to his hardworking father who dotes on his son's achievement - as an unspoken word, Naveen see's his hardships being converted to success story through his Son's - All the best Naveen Bhai - I know your dedication will surely bear fruit one day and I am eagerly waiting that free cup of tea accompanied with baked Rusk to celebrate another extravaganza of your life and family...!!!

~ Narayan - true to HIS name...~

Delhi is beautifully filled by zealous people – Lot of happy – Sad stories but in general, life carries on and the razzmatazz of the characters of this city makes this city a lively place to live and die – You get out and you will see people of all Colors, cultures and what not – they are always on the prowl – running in unison and also in a haste – someone rushing to office, some just loitering out and many have self-imposed deadlines to achieve – this is the stirring which one sees and gets consumed.

Just the other day, had to go out to meet a friend who has been back to India after ages and seeing the Rainy season and also the traffic snarls in Delhi, I found it prudent to take an Auto and set the ball rolling – the first halt which was just instantaneous was from a man who just laughed at me and just stopped near by – “Aajao Sahab” – (Please come Sir) – he had already made his first impression…

As I asked where I wanted to go and what my intention to pay him was – he was all inclusive and didn’t argue… a rare phenomenon in todays world – especially in city like Delhi, where you cant have such noble autorickshaw wallas who can oblige to what you say that you will give for a trip !

As the journey began, he himself broke the silence an asked “Sir kahan se ho?” [Sir, Where are you from?... though, I was not in the mindset to face this question as I was thinking about something better 😊 , I quickly replied “from Delhi!” !, he laughed and said “ Me too!” – as if is had asked, I murmured!

I could see lot of ‘Bhagwan’s Pics near his steering and could not hold myself back and asked “Do you believe in so many Gods?”, - as if I had open flood gates of the most profound question of his mind…he laughed out loud and kept doing so – to my embarrassment, I could see the traffic pass by peeping into our auto as if there was something interesting going on 😊 …

After a though, he replied “Sir, I believe in Karma an act of doing things without being adequately rewarded… as I believe in the percept of Bhagwat Gita – Do your Duty and leave everything to GOD..Don’t think about the award of your efforts as that is not in you hand….” – Sounds prudent as I knew this famous saying but then why was he having pics of so much of God and Goddesses on his dashboard – as I asked him again – the inquisition was too much for me to know as the time passed…

Bhaiya – this is for my passengers 😊 – he laughed again- as I am cosmopolitan I can get any type of passengers – of ALL religions and  ages , any customer of mine should not feel the inhibition of not having a pic of HIS faith…, I have had lot of customers , especially old ladies, who believe in a particular faith and if they don’t see the pic of her God , she asks me …” Don’t you believe in so and so?”

I started with one pic and now I have twelve – as I told him, that is why it became cynosure of my eye and I asked you this very question “ Do You believe in So many Gods? 😊 “ –

“Why are you always laughing?” was my next obvious question, he quickly shed the veil of this secret – Sir I am a cancer survivor and now that I am cancer free, I have started to live life with a different percept, I have seen death from very close quarters, and all this life I see around me is a mere drama…people living with false ego of accomplishments, boasting about their wealth, knowledge, beauty and anything they think can make them stand above other beings – all this is worthless – laying lifeless in hospital bed with no one around you and streams of injects in you body everyday , you gain the real knowledge of what life is all about ! “ 

Now whatever life I have, I feel blessed and thank GOD for what he has shown me as this changed me into something better…. My kids are well settled and me and my wife live in a one Bedroom house, - Contented to the core….no qualms and no regrets…! 😊

I immediately went into thoughtful mood – here was a man living in life’s ecstasy and feeling all the bliss …driving in pollution and noise all the time, internally he is so pacified about life and thankful to GOD that external percept doesn’t hinder his smile – as I was in my thoughtful mood , a honking sound from behind our autorickshaw irritated me, as I turned back , I could see a flamboyant looking young blood with his beautiful Girlfriend in a luxurious car  bonking and abusing my Auto driver and zooming past – as he didn’t had the patience to be given the way to overtake….

As a test of time and knowledge – “Narayan” kept quite and smiling… driving in his own sweet mood….” Ah , I never told you that the man showed his prowess as according true to HIS Name… the name of ‘Almighty!”…

~ That Elusive Happyness...~

 So is it “Happyness” a myth in our daily lives now – certainly Not… It is the way you deal with your circumstances which makes you believe in life – everyone has hard and soft situations to deal with – life’s daily itinerary is full of surprises which are bestowed on us at regular intervals.

Look around, people with meagre resources are joyous then you – they are deeply loving life and its circumstances, it doesn’t mean that they have accepted life’s realities but have made themselves the way to keep chirping and live happily, not to forget that they are doing continuous effort to improve their chances and their quality of life.

“Death would kiss you Anytime!” – these words still resonate in my mind and it came from an elderly octogenarian who is no longer in flesh and blood – he lived his dream on this planet and said goodbye with a smile – as he told me verbatim “ I only Thank almighty to give me human life and enrich my living by my daily experiences, first in the army and then in Civil life…, I fought 3 wars and saw death and destruction but my resolve to live life in completeness was not shattered but only became more resolute with time!”

So how one can be happy …for me it is to Talk and do small small things which make a difference in your psyche – reading a book or talking to a solitude soul can change your own self – there is much to learn from the universe – how many of us look up in the sky during one’s day ? – If even you are lucky to be on a break from your daily schedule – try look at the twinkling stars, those unfathomable mountains, endless flowing rivers – doesn’t a though transgress your mind to be living meaningful?

Certainly, life will throw its own nutshells with passage of time and it is you who has to spearhead your resolve to live it to the fullest and overcome its challenges – the one who is always happy will be truly called the winner – I come across lot of people who are doing very well in life professionally but they are damn unhappy and they are in a flux of life scenes which they cannot comprehend.

Many of them diseased and having all health problems – a scenario of their own making- for others, personal life is on a tailspin and they never thought of being in such a predicament – happiness seems to be elusive dream from them, for they are always in precarious situation life offers them – they do the daily balancing act.

Remember – you are not here to crib and sulk BUT to to be happy and thank the existence for HIM to be given this human birth – enjoy it to the fullest and spread the fragrance of happiness and positivity around you  - people whom you meet should keep you in your minds and remember you for the person you are – if possible, change the way they are living and educate them to live and always look at the positives of life – there is certainly much what life would offer – the key is with you to open the door for life to enter…Stay Happy and Stay charming…..!!!

~ His Black World…~

It is one of the important organ of your body and engages you with the world – the world and situations that  you see and feel , “Eyes” as it is called may not be the penultimate piece of art that God has added in your body but is no less, ask those who are deprived of vision and have no colours in their life and have to exist with only the darkness of life and its many facets – Black is the only colour attributed to the unlucky those.

In my recent religious sojourn, I came back to terms with this fact that “Eyes” that we generally ignore are so important. The Individual who doesn’t have it know the true value of being visionless and being blind. I could see one such unfortunate soul sitting on the periphery and engrossed in his own living, having a flute and a gunny sack for alms, he was young enough to have missed the vision of the beauty of world. Looking at the calmness of his face, it was quite obvious that he had accepted the life he had been bestowed upon – though not having a sight was not a damper for him, for he was an excellent flute player and the sounds were melodious and captivating for every passer by – out of reverence for the artistic talent that he had, he was being paid and certainly NOT for his compromising situation and that he was disabled – Indeed he was commanding respect for his talent.

As the person that I am, I could not hold myself to just start a conversation with this young man.

What is your Name? I asked as I caught hold of his hand gently.

Pat came the reply “Ravi” and where do you live and what made you come on this pilgrimage?” , he was respondent and replied, “ I love Matarani ( Goddess Durga!” ) and that is why I am here to pay obeisance to her and playing flute and sometimes singing her Bhajans (Devotional Songs)”

He was thoroughly confident, and all by himself as he had come from a far-off place, making arrangements of his stay and also his departure.

As I asked, “Ravi, are you not scared of being looted or being mauled because you can’t see and can be taken from granted…”

He had a cheeky laugh and replied “Bhaiya, Ma Durga is my sole carrier and She is the one who is looking at everyone…”, such was the confidence he was exuberating. Alas, I went speechless and seeing his immense faith had no option but to watch him for some time whilst he started to play the flute with melody! 

Ravi’s life motto has been based on two sublime words… “Inclusion” & “Acceptance” – he has softly acknowledged these one word idioms in his life and that has given him the satisfaction and immense confidence in the way he has started living and conducting himself. Music for him has been a constant companion which gives him solace and respect in the society. It is is internal meditation as he tells me and it certainly cheers up his somber mood when he is feeling low.

One question that I asked him was “Have you ever SEEN your parents?” – He was little hesitant in answering this question and passed on my inquisition as a gentle smile, though he later did accept that he is born blind and do no know how people look like.

Surprisingly, he is a graduate and he did all his school and college via Brail learning and is in the midst of finding a constant job – A government job could be a certain add-on and he is hoping to find one someday.

Ravi certainly is a no eye catcher – he is just another disabled man who we quite often ignore and miss for his situation but beneath lies a deep sense of struggle and compassion, he doesn’t want any free alms but an equivocal respect like any other able-bodied beings.

As I started my journey again saying a friendly “Good Bye” and an “All the Best” as he got up to move, his confident smile complimented my greetings – surely, he was a soul I met by chance, internally he taught me a life lesson, come what may…just keep walking. Situation will change…

~ Care that she needs ~

She is sitting idle looking in the sky with expected eyes – the body has wearied out and limiting her to frequent movements – I have seen her in her prime, she was a school teacher, “Gita Aunty”.

She has been a school teacher in a Government school and I have seen him running here and there with her two sons – Ankur and Samar – the family always boasted about their academic achievements as one was soon going to be a doctor and one an engineer – both from prestigious colleges , which was a dream of a typical normal earning middle class family, which still is!

Every time we used to meet her, she would surely talk about her two sons fairing well in college and also enquire about us – visibly she was in love with her two sons, her husband was always away as he was in a transferrable job , we could hardly find uncle around her much! 

Now that she is all alone, Uncle has passed away a decade ago and both of her sons are happily married but ironically not live with her anymore – life is totally different for her – The usual boastings have gone mellow and now the challenge is with upkeeping hale and hearty sans any caretaker – that is a big change Aunty is facing.

In the park, while talking a walk down the aisle, the speed has gone slow, the big steps have converted to smaller ones – the pain in the joints have turned excruciating as I see her often grimacing whilst she walks… All this has lead to one penultimate question of life which every parent wants knowingly and unknowingly when they grow old …”Will my Children take care of them when I will be along or would be old enough to help myself?”

Though only time has the answer to this question, the society is turning oblivious to our “Oldies” and they have been left alone many a time – career aspirations, internal conflict and many other reasons can be attributed to this decimation of family now a days .

Just the other day I again had the opportunity to meet her as she was strolling slowly and I asked her the same question “ how about both of your son’s , are they fairing well and do they call or visit you often?” the face soon got a sense of dejection as I could see her mood changing , as she answer's with a sense of melancholy “ The elder one sometimes call when he gets time , the younger one has almost forgotten me and that he is doing quite well in America and is Busy with no time to call!”

In this answer I could see the dejection life had offered her at this moment – the same lady some years ago was all in praise for the success of her sons and that they are achievers and now when she is in want of them, if not both but atleast one, there is no one to take care of them.

The maid comes and cooks – certainly she is the most vulnerable citizen of our society and is cynosure of all eyes for criminals as she stays alone .

Writing about her , my mind is still pondering about what life has offered her at this fag end of her living – all through her life she struggled to make ends meet and raise two sons with honour and provide them more than enough for what she and her husband could have actually afforded and now when she is all alone living  in seclusion, she is hapless…. No one to take care of her… there could be any medical emergency which she can encounter and for sure there would be no one at that sensitive moment of her life….

Seeing such examples, one’s conscience makes one think… What life is for people like her … they can be termed as “Victims' of Success…” and this is the success which has made them alone at this stage of their life… May God help them and be with them when need be….

~ The Freedom of Independence ~

What does freedom mean to us? It is not sign of just physical liberty but also mental one – freedom of speech and action and our wholesome living was adjudicated by our constitution but where the society has gone now – we are entrapped by narrow domestic walls of our thoughts. The liberty is deemed to be locked in thoughts of referential living . 

We abide our living by our narrowed thinking and actions – what others have achieved or are doing form the base of our talks and thoughts – the cult of existence have changed a bit towards our strong material desires – we want everything in the world which satisfies our ego and makes us feel proud , be whatever it takes to achieve it .

We lost our freedom to attain peace whilst we live and share our relationships with each other – we chose our relationships and are bonded by our minds to ignore many – such is the freedom of thoughts' the society carries –

Not many of us our lucky, especially after Covid, there have been many losses of life and livelihood, how many of us still care about those who need our help and assistance on regular basis till they get their lives back on track? Do we care or are we more sought after our freedom to enjoy and care less for such souls! How many of us have conquered the bondages of our thoughts and have attainted freedom of thoughts to go all out in the society to help them?

The act of freedom has different definitions for many of us – for some the liberty which we get to act is the real freedom , for others it is an expression of saying “Yes” or “No” to anyone and portray our sense of ability – Very less are people who think and are responsible in expressing and executing the true freedom to be a kind and generous human being obliging to others with a sense of responsibility.

Remember this idiom “Power begets Responsibility” , and this holds true for all of us who are thoughtful of their new found freedom as they enter adolescence age! The scourge of suicides and the young going into act of depression is an aftermath of insane freedom laden with high aspiration of parents… why not give our young ones attainable goals and a sense of freedom to attain those with mild effort and enjoyment? 

Give Life a Chance, what if you don’t become and engineer from an IIT, or a Regional engineering college, or you don’t qualify NEET and become a doctor? – What makes them think that there is no career path if one could not be so – look around so many non-IIT’s or doctors have made it big in life without such degrees…. As I always say… “Give life a chance!” …. Go with your freedom of expression and thoughts and try a different path… We are here to live not to end our lives…

What stops us to have a egalitarian society which holds something good for all of us? That is the true freedom to live…

~ A Contented Soul...~

Everyone has his own definition of God and living – and it is so ingrained in our subconscious mind that whatever we do, we are in constant conversation with our inner self, reacting to varied situations and believing that all is being done by HIM and that he is our doer – after all, this is the baseline of all the scriptures of various religions and decree.

Satinderji was no different, he is an autorickshaw driver and owns his prestige which he tells with humility but proudness, you can sense this oxymoron when you elongate your conversation with him. From a trip back from Himalayas, one is in a different perceptibility of Mind-Body-Spirit and his immense knowledge about the ‘Other World’ – one may feel at first percept that how can an Auto-wallah have such thoughts and wisdom of life and its living, but having chatted with him during my short stint with him made me change my thinking 360 degrees.

“Bhaaji, we all are descendants of that Supreme being and have thus come to this form of life to do our Karma and pay back in honour to his divine will – now that much materialism has occurred and everyone is running to be something in life, we have lost our track – our endless struggle to achieve the greatness of life has steered our path and that for sure has turned us in the wrong dimension that we are now living.” – Only a man with hardships and true test of time can exemplify this thought as him as most of them have no time to sit and beguile the goodness of what life has offered us.

Satinderji was certainly a man of interest and that he is on the road ( in this hot weather of Delhi) but still reminiscing his creator and also balancing his act of feeding his family and be a father, son, husband, brother – this certainly is not less feat in itself, especially when we see broken families and secluded parents left to fend for themselves – this is life of modernity that we have created for ourselves!

He also has a different perspective of life and death and about all the places of worship, for he thinks that HE resides in one own self – believe me, out of endless spiritual books that I have gone through, such wisdom comes after connecting with your inner self and acts of meditation and being in solitude, but Satinderji has learnt from life – for him Life on road is the best teacher, you meet so many people with different vicissitudes and problems – juggling and making ends meet – with different philosophies but at the end have one commonality – i.e. their belief in someone out there who created this chimera of life and death…. Just coming from a spiritual journey myself and still with the tinge of meditative stance, these words felt like pearls of wisdom from a man on the road – he was not much educated and had no standford or Hardward degrees but had the understanding of life – doing his Karma without much expectations.

As finally my short journey was going to end and it was time to pay him – I asked him two questions

“Satinderji , are you happy from life? To which he smilingly replied “Sab udi Marzi, jo who Chahey!” [Whatever is HIS WISH and whatever HE wants…]

The second question was “What is your expectation in life….?” To which he again smilingly replied… [ Koi Chah nahi hai …mein khush haan, mere toh vi neeche bade log ne…Bahut Shukurguzar haan udda [ I have no expectations from GOD, I am happy whatever he has given me , there are people much in struggle as I see them and I am thankful to HIM for whatever he has bestowed on me!]

The moment of truth had just arrived for me as I passed thinking about what I had conversed with a common man but certainly a very satisfying soul….!!!

~ The Couch Legacy ~

This is used to be foreground of discussions of all the roadside vendors – be it chaiwallas, Rikshawpullers or just souls who lost their way in life but now it is a dilapidated looking wearied out old couch set being discarded beyond any measure and left at the mercy of Delhi’s inclement weather.

The couch is an ode to many important discussions on myriad subjects of life – favorite was Indian politics, but not less was other important discussions regarding India’s growth, the changing value system of society, the religious debates in the country etc…

The nearby ‘Shyam Tea Stall’ is still there but no one sits on the couch anymore as it is in no condition to be sat on – it has endured the test of time and has weathered all seasons be it rain or storms, it remains intact but not without the skin. Surely, seeing its dilapidated condition, there is a talk to renovate it and again bring it to use. 

The favorite timepass of us Indian’s rolling over the subject of ‘Politics’ non-stop, we can have arguments and counterarguments till ages and yet cannot come to a conclusion – this sofa seat is a testament to those long standing discussions and timepass rendezvous – many of the proud inhabitants who have domed the this ‘throne’ has been a witness to some of the finest razzmatazz of talk, though with no certain end!

Nowdays, when I bypass the Tea stall, I could see some of the new occupants of this sofa seat, they are happy sitting on it and cuddle amongst themselves , for they are the street canines who have found temporary refuge in it whilst in the evening and night the change of weather has bring forth gush of cold air.

Surely, the couch has become a blessing in disguise for them as they play and make merry to everyone’s amusement and has thus become the benchmark of all life forms making good use of it with every passing day – in the morning, it is a makeshift point for labourers and passersby, in the evening and late night it gets occupied by dogs and cats sometimes …

As a testimony of time, it will wither away to its newness only when ‘Shyam ji’ will take the complete control and ownership of it and give it a complete facelift and given many of his regular customers to sit on it and again gaggle in endless discussions about life and its being… till then, it will be a standalone benchmark of his makeshift shop being evenly guarded by canines in the night…

~ Power of Silence...~

 Both mother daughter duo sat in the aisle of local market engrossed in a cheeky smile. Being a festive season, they had put up a makeshift stall for the comfort of their seasoned customers, a PAYTM tagbox was all that was kept to receive payments along with a small box for change (if customers wanted to pay in cash).

The sell was all small festive items, from diyas to designer candles and other decorative items such as earthen lamps and handcrafted pastel stickers. The intriguing part being both mother-daughter duo was chatting and gesticulating in a particular way – ‘Sign language!’ – at first instance it didn’t make any sense to the causal onlooker as one is not interested in a small shop with inadequate flashy signs and bereft of any flashy marketing but on a closer look, one may see that the daughter seems to be deaf and dump and that in particular the mother was making a happy effort to communicate with her in same parlance – one could surely conclude that she must have learnt the language as a need of the hour!

Suddenly a female customer turns up to enquire about their sell and the daughter (about 30 years of age) welcomes her with her intriguing smile and a folded hand ‘Namaste’ – the gesture surely touched the customer and in ignorance she starts to ask for price of the items displayed – in nick of time her mother jumps in and steer’s the talk to her favour and tries to answer customer’s query – the daughter still showcasing her smiling face.

It was my turn to approach the makeshift shop and started to enquire about an item which probably was not displayed – the mother asked her daughter gesticulating in sign language, post which frantic search was initiated by the daughter to find the missing item. The search bore fruit and a pack of decorative candles were found to everyone’s satisfaction, the smile on daughter’s face was captivating.

The shopping soon turned quite interesting when the Aunty told me that all these items have been dedicated been made by her over two months’ time, she employees two likeminded staff – both deaf and dump, I asked “Aunty how all of them communicate, especially they have a white board and markers, whatever they cannot share while gestures, they communicate via writing and drawing!” – the parable, ‘Need of the hour produces a man’ proved on dotted line… She still sits on her makeshift shop in the evening with her mother , every time I pass through her small shop, she smiles and does greets me with a customary ‘Namaste!”, the best thing is that everytime I find more tempting items to be bought…. The next shopping spree is just round the corner with a certain hope and pray that one fine day I want to see her with her own permanent shop to sell her items, time has the only answer to this question….

~ As Luck would have it...! ~

 The discussion became intense on the ‘Luck’ factor of life, as the group argued with their points and counterpoints. Many in the group were arguing as to who was lucky and where luck played its part to get to a level of life where they are now. Considering the life many of us have lived, the ups and the troughs have been the part of the game and this is bound to happen for everyone, many of us would fall through the headwinds but many would take those as the opportunities provided by ‘providence’.

Today, as I met the diehard survivor (Manoji) who was purely ‘lucky’ to survive a disastrous streak of a life-threatening disease, he didn’t have many qualms of why he got it at the first place, all he his focus was on how to overcome this impediment of life course and tag himself to be lucky to have done that!

Talking of luck as a biproduct of effort and daily labour, he was much affirmative of the thoughts that come by when a tragedy strikes us, the daily living has its own set of questions to be answered and the luck factor remains elusive in most of them.

He was simple in his rationale and his “What if?” was admissible in our discussion. To name a few, as he stated to augur his point,

“What if you were born without limbs or partially blind?, how would your life have been OR, “What if you were born with mental disorder?” – you could not have comprehended the beauty of life OR “What if you were born in a situation of utter poverty and had no means for a two meals a day? – how would your life be in these circumstances?” – the radical of his thought were profound , as was his wisdom.

We surely ignore the daily lucky instances that have been bestowed on us in our day-to-day life and are more focused on something great to happen through “Luck”! – surely there have been super lucky people in this world who just by their instincts have done some acts which has given them much pelf as in the case of a Kerala Auto driver winning Rs 25 crore in Onam lottery on just an instinct of choosing a ticket!.

As Manoji  says “don’t worry, you wont be so lucky 😊!” – but as all was discussed in length and breadth, we are all lucky in one sense or the other, for those who have perfect health – they are lucky against those who have timely minutes left to leave the world! , for those who have loving family – they seem to be lucky against those who are left alone ,especially after the Delta wave of Covid!

“Just living hale and hearty with a loving family and managing our expenses with our own house makes a ‘PERFECT’ definition of being lucky in this material world, for the rest, chasing incessant dreams will take away things which you have always taken for granted! – the last guide to living as spoken by Manoji is just prudent enough to be lived the ways he has felt….the results will mesmerize you…

~ ALI...~

 He came running upstairs and whilst he was in a hurry, he didn’t respond to my customary “Hello” and went of in a whisker… he was running late and had to do his task well in time and that was to wash the utensils so that we can all have a cup of evening tea – He is employed by an office lady who seems to be helping him in find an employment while he goes to a temporary school.

The best part being “ALI” as he likes himself to be called, is a reticent fellow, all of 15-16 years of age. His mother is a homemaker and father a factory employee who masters in knitting and stitching. Just yesterday when he came on a tight timelines – As I asked him why he was in such a hurry, his caring reply had touched my heart… “Madam, staff and you must be waiting for evening Tea…” , this he spoke in a smiling gesture and we all sitting there were somewhat touched though none of us showed that in an overwhelming emotion.

In next 10 mins, he was almost through with the utensils which he had washed in a flurry of dashing noises symbolic of his eagerness to serve us tea – The fist time I met him and said a “hello” to him, he dint replied but passed it as reverting reply… I was immediately told to have tea made by him… As I am a “TEA- totler” of sorts, with an elegant knack of good aromatic tea populated with ginger, I took up the challenge to taste its aroma.

Ali doesn’t like study and wants to open his own food stall, he is saving money and plans to hit the turf in next couple of months, and you know what… “He wants to begin with a ‘Tea Stall’ of his own. His passion to cook some fine delicacies also came out of the woods when one day he made us all eat one of my favorite recipe “ Rajma Chawal” … it made my day… As my perception of India got justified… This country is full of exemplary talent the only flaw being the pedestal… if Guys like ALI get a hand holding, he can be a full-fledged entrepreneur in some years…. And who knows “Chaayos” is a thing of the past…

Mind it, I have had a tea cuppa there too… with all exotic flavors one can get in that mega Tea restaurant, Ali certainly can be a tough challenge to their founding fathers….

As he was done with his chores, smilingly came to me with an expectation and that was of his feedback. As usual, I gave him 10/10 for his Midas touch, his shyness and smiling glance always add flavor to each cup we all have… Ali you are what you are, all we want us is to see you doing something good in times to come… You have been certainly bestowed with talent .. marketing is what is need of the hour… lets see when this gets open to the world….

~ A Happy Multitasker...~

They both were sitting in their natural calmness watching the roadside traffic passing by. The Gent was smoking his “Biddee” (a village smoke as we call it in India, though it is a cult in itself for habitual smokers!), that his wife shouted in her raw vernacular tone – none of it was able to be understood by me or my pal who I had accompanied to have a taste of ‘roasted Corn’ as the aura demanded so.

He came back running whilst h crossed the road in no time, seeing in me and my friend a prospective customer, quickly he asked me “ Kitni Bhunoo” (How many should I roast?), in the same parlance I revert “Dou” (2 )! And he was quick on it.

As he was doing his work, an unknown visitor approached him, a girl all in her teens and happily asking “Papa, mere liye bhi ek!” 😊 …(Father, one for me too!),. The next step was sure to qualify him to be a doting father, he immediately scanned his sack of maize and effortlessly selected the best amongst the lot – I jokingly said” You could have roasted this one for us!”, he laughed and reverted “ This was specially saved for my daughter.”

This tinge of love was all he could give to his daughter as he sat on the footpath and tried for a decent earning. I further enquired about his daughter’s education – “Sulekha, studies in class 8^th in a nearby government school. She plays with her new found friends in neighborhood park in the evening. In the morning, I change my profession to be a Car washer, in the afternoon a rickshaw puller and this time as I cannot see much, I change track and be a roadside seasonal vendor – now it is maze, after some days when a trace of winter sets in , I will have a cart of winter specialties as roasted pop-corn and groundnuts.”

As he game me my buy and was paying him for his sell, I asked him where the family was from – he said was born in Delhi when his parents had migrated from Bengal. “My wife is originally from UP and we met here in Delhi” – no wonder the camaraderie between both him and his wife was visible. As a family powerhouse, she was all in support for her husband and was busy helping him in his makeshift pavement shop.

As I understood, they are a happy lot with not much demands from life – the smile on the faces is a testimony to throw back at life what it has offered them – they are certainly from the downtrodden strata of society BUT happy – an oxymoron now days. We see such people around our vicinity and on carefully observing them, we can surely take life lessons for us to tread a path of joyfulness in life and respect what life has to offer us…. In theory this looks good, but start to lookout for such people around you who live in the practicality of such thoughts…It Is tough to exemplify but not impossible…  

~ Live the Show...~

 We all have 24 hour day at our disposal, it is our perception of what we make out of it, the same is true for the entire spectrum of life that has been bestowed on us – taking an average of 65-70 years of hale and hearty living (a hard presumption in current scenario), it is us who have to decide what we make out of it.

My daily chores which consist of brisk walking and yoga for more than two years have given me an alternative perspective of life, a life which many of us should live and that we came here for – the rigmarole and jingles of life what we have made out of it – the fake dreams and aspirations were never to be a true calling for anyone on this planet – though we made it a frivolous aim.

No wonder, the society is falling in the trap and getting depression and frustrated – what you decide may not happen, all you can do is to work sincerely and honestly to achieve your objective – this is simple to understand but very complex to follow. The young today is full of overexert confidence and the energy needs to be channelized in path which gets converted to something useful for not only themselves but also the society – remember, you surely are a citizen of this society and then global family, which has given us every resource for us to propagate and act.

The best time of the day begins in the morning when we are fresh – give time to your living, think, ponder, and decide the course of the day – the best you can do as according to your abilities, leave rest to HIM.

Today, we had a deep discussion about Bhagwat Gita – it has both elementary and complex teachings of life – any way you take it – “We all face situation on a day to day basis and ponder to react in our own way.

The choice to react in a particular way is our own – the way you choose it will simplify your life and living , though the outcome of the situation will happen in its own way – the sooner the better we all learn “ – this was the source of our generalized talk, it encompasses the whole living and nobody can abstain from its clutches , yet many will disagree and keep on running the show in their own way and expecting the outcome to steer their own way as they may like. Doing so, they will fail many times and at times they may pass, but the best possible explanation comes from the quote from the Bhagwat Gita

“BG 4:23 Karma Yogi-who is free from attachment, whose mind is fixed in Self-knowledge, and who does work as a service to the Lord merges completely in the knowledge form as Brahman”

Start living by this precinct, life will start to throw subtle surprises at you…see it for yourself…

Have we failed God?

 Just the other day, I got the news of one of my friends losing his uncle at the ripe age of 92 – the guy was happy that he had a cordial relationship with his uncle and he was full of zest in life – till the very end he had a sweet tooth and he used to binge on street food and love his evening smoke, and that his children were settled and he had no qualms or any question which life had not answered.

He was a strict atheist, though he believed in the concept of supernatural or ‘A Great Policeman” – as he used this word quite frequently, who has created this universe to his own amusement and as a child’s play and that all the occurrences in the world are a ‘chance happenings’ that is beyond our control. 

These words of wisdom made him truly remarkable as a human being, no wonder he was a local hero – he used to sit with local shopkeepers and discuss things happening in country, the tumult of the society and of course the life which he has lived – it was his favorite topic. 

As we both were discussing the character uncle had, he was once asked about his regrets in life – to everyone’s amazement, he had just one regret – that he didn’t climb “Mt Everest!” – for a man who had served as a government employee for more than three decades and touched almost every nook or corner of India, it was the only place he wanted to see and cherish with his naked eye – logic being he always wanted to be at the ‘top of the world…’

Such zeal at this age is formidable and can’t be seen in today’s living gentry, the youth are confused and are money minded, no doubt, we have failed God and has made a mockery of his favorite gift to us called “Life”. Engrossed in our own falsifying achievements and mostly whimsy targets we have failed to live an enriching life… how many of us think that we would be as zestful as uncle at age of 92? Forget about hitting 70 as most know internally the changes which have gone through our bodies…. Befooling our own selves, we continue to live the way we live…

“We didn’t mourn uncle’s death but celebrated his departure – the way he left his mortal coil – just effortlessly in his deep sleep, no hospitalization, no back to back visits to doctor – he knew his departure was close and he told me that it is high time he should take leave from you.” , as my friend told me all this I contemplated my thoughts on this subject for surely I knew that Accomplished souls are never die in hospital but induce a self-proclaimed heart attack when they get a message from other realms that their time is up! – though to many this seems impossible to the general soul… it is happening… how many of you have seen yogi’s dying in hospitals???

As a one liner, uncle’s life message is short and sweet … “live your life with depth, with no regrets and no ifs and buts…you will feel universe will respond to your attitude… that is what is God’s will… you are not here for regrets and follies…but to pass the test of being human, noble, and lively….”

Surely my friend is missing this great soul and a friend of his, but what remains a true legacy is his thoughts and teachings… the late night ‘after-drink’ talks they did about life and living will always be in my friend’s conscience and he would certainly try to tread the path that his uncle showed him…

~ Kabadiwalla, thus he Comes...~

 He is regular ‘Pheriwalla’ in our vicinity and comes every alternate day to fetch the household scrap – it is his regular feature to shout “Kabadi” again and again to make his presence felt that he has arrived.

“Kabadi” – the namesake that he shouts makes us all understand the work he does – with all his dignity and commitment, he makes sure that the customers, as us, get the best deal possible. We have sold our household trash aplenty without a bargain as we know he is the best – even if he makes a skewed profit of the deal, the sheer aura of “Yogesh -Ji” as I like calling him, has been captivating.

I have seen him treading our society in multiple rounds, shouting with his penchant voice “Kabadi”, our bond with him magnified in the last two years when pandemic struck, he was always on his toes, making a leeway for us to not venture out to throw our trash or for that matter hoard it at some obscure corner of our homes – he did some innovation by using technology to his use and shared his WhatsApp and telegram id’s – the photos could be clicked for old fans, tables and TV’s and other spare paraphernalia that we all earnestly wanted to dispose of. 

As time passed and the pandemic subsided, our physical interaction began to happen and during one of those days when I was disposing off newspaper items, I had a frank talk with him. He came out to be just another father around, having 3 kids and other family consisting of wife and old mother and father.

The subject of kids always intrigue me and that lead to further conversations between us – “ All kids are school going bhaiya. The eldest daughter has given her boards this year for class 12^th, the middle one is a son who is in class 10^th and the little one is in class 6^th.” – his speaking of these words was pregnant with a sense of achievement as I further enquired that Yogesh had not studies himself beyond class 8^th.

He has a tough job in hand as he strolls with his cycle-riskshaw from street to street with plastic waste and other collectibles, it is certainly a tough job and in this roasting heat, it makes things worst for him – as he carries a makeshift plastic bottle under a canopy of plastic bags which makes the water little ‘Cool’- as per him, he has made ways to survive with his day to day ordeal – so what was his zeal to struggle so much and what is his aim in life, I asked him this time when he came to fetch month’s newspaper trash – his answer was straightforward as if he was a self-motivated man on a mission –“ Bhaiya, my family and especially my kids are my real motivation, inke liye karr raha hoon” [doing it for my kids].

I appreciated his commitment to this great cause, the cycle of penury can be broken by such acts of dedication and motivation, Surely, Yogeshji is one such soul who I resolutely believe is on great path and the one who would break the shackles of misfortune through his vision… probably, time has the answer to this…