Adventure, Comedy, experience, Family, life, Writing Challenges

Modern Families – Now vs Then

So, here I was trying to get hold of a writing prompt to inspire me and up comes this one! Note, this prompt is dated exactly a year ago. Weird huh!

Daily Prompt :- Modern Families

If one of your late ancestors were to come back from the dead and join you for dinner, what things about your family would this person find the most shocking?

Disclaimer: I value my family and the traditions, heritage that they all put stock into. It has definitely help shape who I am. To be read with a pinch of salt. Any sense of disrespect is definitely not intended.

 Let’s get started.

Curtains Open : Great Grandparents get down from a strangely shaped contraception called Time Turner. After exchanging pleasantries, my parents invite them into the house.

Shock #1: Is this your house or the servant quarters?

You see, long ago, my ancestors lived in huge houses that roughly covered an area equal to one floor of an apartment complex. Not to mention the lush green backyards, with elaborate gardens. The current living situation would definitely make them claustrophobic. If you still don’t believe me take a look at this –

Shock #2: Changes in Lifestyle

Right from my clothing to my education, my job, my marital status, my opinions would be a shock for my great grandparents. Don’t get me started on the scientific advancement. The shock would have more to do with the possibility of all these things and not the thing itself.

 

Shock #3: Advent of Nuclear Families

I think this would be the biggest shock of them all. Once upon a time, joint families were the norm. The house would be full of cousins, siblings, aunts & uncles. Everyday used to be a huge celebration of sorts. Today, none of us stay in the same place as our siblings, leave alone cousins. We talk to them once in a while and meet them rarely on family functions. Agreed, technology does help but it cannot bring back what once was. The family gap is widening folks.

Even after all these shocks, I think my great grandparents would still be extremely happy to have met their great grand kid, pamper me and of course bless us all before its time to go back.

So how do you think your ancestors would react?

experience, freedom, life, Poetry

Anger

Rebuked, she turned and ran,
Seeking refuge in the up-hill barn,
Anger burnt in her like a dark fire
Inspiring the madness higher.

She felt overwhelmed by its power,
Her life flashed by making her suffer
Anger smirked with pleasure
Ruining her composure for a good measure

The anger caused pain inside
And the pain in turn, will cause
More malice to her hand.
Too terrible to understand

She forced her breath steady
To face her anger she was ready
She saw the still water in the trough
The calm within forced the anger back off

It is when we retreat in anger
We think we burn alone
And there is no balm.
Then the water enters without a sound, always.

 

Culture, experience, life, Random, roads

Of Memories And Moving On

A memory. It’s like sand, brittle rock — a shard of the original substance, a snapshot in a long and confusing movie, a particle of space and time. It’s minuscule but it lingers. It will swallow you up if you let it. It’s like going on a fast, you feel satisfied at first, but you always end up starving.

You can explain a memory to someone, but you can’t make them feel it. You can’t describe how your heart skips a beat when a certain someone looks deeply into your eyes. You can’t recreate the overwhelming content that rushes over when you win after losing for so long. You can’t explain the adrenaline surging through when you are on a roller coaster.

We all get frustrated when we romanticize the past. We miss the things we’ve lost, the places we’ve left, and the people we used to be. We miss the times that were familiar, and we long for the moments that have gone by. But you can’t live through memories, and you don’t grow by being comfortable. You have to fail before you can dream, and you have to hurt before you can love. You must bleed for the wound to heal, but eventually you need to slap on a band-aid and get on with your life.

And that’s what I try to do.

A memory: I was drowning.
And then I learned how to swim.
Towards a brighter future.

experience, federer, life, Love, Writing Challenges

Days of My Life

I have a habit of jotting down the “small” things that I experience in my day-to-day life. Been doing this for 3 years now. At times, I randomly pick a page and start reading through. You would be surprised at how much I enjoy reliving those moments.

Inspired by this post, putting forth before you, a peek into the days of my life (Yes yes, it is a F.R.I.E.N.D.S reference)


Just chilling

Sitting by yourself in an empty break out room – coke in hand and humming your favorite song – isolated yet connected – inner peace \m/

Wake up late in the morning – get ready slowly – reach work 2 hours late – Team lunch (to top it off donuts) – passing time reading testimonials – mind numbing violin cover – listening to IR with eyes closed –   “joint” late night escapade


Moosic is very important to me.

Bridge Over Troubled Water -> one of the best comforting songs ever. Erases the pain makes me feel so warm and cozy. I have never felt this way about the song. Whether it is the lyrics or the mesmerizing vocals or the sheer beauty of the floating piano notes in the BG really don’t know. But this is one feeling that I can never ever forget.

Hotel California… any time of year, you can find it here..

Here’s to finishing super overdue minor things and my very own super-duper guitar!!! YAY \m/ 🙂


Desperate for Motivation

Okay I really need to stop lazing and type those damn emails and be done with this!


Federer – Yes I am a FedTard!

Seeing the reactions of fan to Sachin’s retirement, I wonder how I will be when Federer retires :\ Not good, not good at all. Okay now happy thoughts happy thoughts.


FOOOOOOOOOOD

Tiramisu DOT

Unintentional Loud Burp Moment – wants to crawl under a rock and die 😦

Best way to torture yourself – Browse through food recipes when fasting. Mind numbing pangs of hunger.

A surprise always brings a smile. Especially if they are chocolates 🙂


 F.R.I.E.N.D.S

Downloading and watching HD version of F.R.I.E.N.D.S. Check!


Head over heels in love

Annoying day, scary deadlines, but all done. *wipes sweat off dramatically* Its Bubbles Time 😀

Viber stickers rock and the convos there rock as well 😀

So this is Bubbles!!
So this is Bubbles!!

My first trip abroad

Busy week. And I am in the U of the S of the A. Hard to believe.


Going Gaga

Sick, tired and nostalgic. Yet not bummed out. New levels of craziness check.

5 mins?

Loving my new nail color. Need to buy a truckload.


Some Important Dates

2/13 – 2/14 😀 😀 😀

2/21 – 2/22 😀

4/19 – I’m waiting 😀

5/4 – WOW

5/13 – 😀 😀


So how are the days of YOUR life? 

Culture, experience, life, My Two Cents, Random

What Do You Believe In?

I believe in filter coffee, chocolate and cheese – not necessarily together though either go with every other thing pretty well.

I believe in good music. Not just music that makes you happy, but the kind of music that permeates your very being making you feel and breathe slightly differently.

I believe money can’t buy you happiness but it sure does make doing good to the world a lot easier. I believe that happiness is not a destination but the journey of seeing something ordinary through eyes of wonder.

I believe in good handwriting and manners. I believe in bad comedies with laugh loops and that sometimes it is okay to leap before you look.

I believe that wrinkles on faces are equal to the rings on the tree trunks and that fairness is overrated.

I believe that growing up is dead scary yet manageable and that Nutella with ice cream is godsend! I believe that 90% of what people say when they are kidding is what they are truly thinking and that peacock-blue is the most accepted color for toe nail polish.

I believe that cancer sucks, that the feeling of warmth in your chest when seeing a toothless baby smile is just unparalleled.

I believe that there is nothing funnier than watching a dog chase its own tail, that Opeth totally rocks and that true love is actually possible. I believe that the extra 5 minutes of sleep in the morning goes a long way and so do reading books and poems.

I believe that actions speak louder than words but that the words themselves shouldn’t be subject to a slow, tortuous “hi watzup hru nm hbu” related death.

I believe that sometimes we forget how amazing we truly are and that everything is just going to be fine.

I believe that home-made food, especially pickles are the best, that sometimes it is possible to feel like you have it all or none. I believe that in the future competition will be replaced by co-operation, that equality for all human beings will actually mean something.

I believe in the loud, noisy, belly aching-shaking laughter once in a while, that our beauty and strengths are hidden among what we perceive as imperfections.

I believe in you, me, world peace, serendipity but mainly filter coffee, chocolate, cheese and living – living in a way that is the happiest and the most content you can be. I believe in believing in something regardless of how petty or trivial it may seem because, if you believe in it, its worth believing. Remember that.

Comedy, experience, freedom, life, Writing Challenges

Wheels in Motion

For days, I struggled with the dreaded question – What should I write about? It felt like the pipes in my brain had been welded shut and the old rusty ideas were swirling around desperately trying to find an out. It was like constant rejection where I told myself ” Nope. Not this. Not today”.

These hard days are when I have literally push myself to even attempt writing a few lines. Nothing comes easily and even after trying so hard to focus, I feel like Atlas carrying the world. Even after all the whining and grinding, I just shelve it to start afresh. I cannot tell you how many unfinished pieces are cluttered all around my laptop!

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Then there are the easy days where things just click. I simply cannot wait to get started. There are at least five amazing ideas and each one of them turns into something that I would be proud of. Sentences are already taking shape in my head. All I need to do is, direct my hands to the keyboard and type away to glory. The feeling of content that fills me at the end of this is just …. Ah!

Each day is different from the one before and tomorrow is still a mystery. On a few days I struggle and on some I simply don’t. But I realized that what matters is that I continue to write.

Writing is definitely hard work. You have to filter your emotion to the point where you can describe it in its purest form. You have to edit, critique yourself to the point that sometimes self-doubt kicks in. Not satisfied, you subject it to the scrutiny of peers and elders. Even though it may never be perfect you keep at it continuously. Why? Because you are a writer  😉

experience, life, Random, world

Is it Meant to be or Not to be?

More often than not, we have all been asked this question, “Do you believe in destiny?“. Yes, destiny is such a great concept. I wish it were true. I hope it’s true. But I’m just not so sure it is.

 Does the walker choose the path, or the path the walker? (Garth Nix, Sabriel)

If destiny exists, then why make an effort? What’s done is done. There is nothing you can do to change the inexorable progression of fate, so why try? People might say: “I’m just born under a bad star/planet. Life has been very unkind to me.” In that sense, I think blind belief in destiny is very dangerous.

Moreover, if you think of yourself as just a mote of dust getting pushed and pulled endlessly by unforeseen forces you’re not going to be too happy.  How much ever we deny it, all of us feel this need to be in control. This locus of control essentially makes you more or less likely to be a go getter and to strive to better yourself. If you have a belief in fate, that certain things are pre-written, then of course this takes away the same responsibility that you might previously have felt and sense of possibility along with it.

The flip side of the coin is it’s nice to think that no matter how badly you screw up today, destiny might have something great in store for you tomorrow. Destiny can serve as a security blanket to help deal with things that we don’t want to understand.

But just simply relying on tomorrow to bring better tidings without any effort will not change anything. Even destiny might not help you if you don’t help yourself. I strongly believe in free will but I have to admit that I do resort to using destiny as a safety net at times. Guilty as charged! 😀

I think the only thing that matters is whether we give it our best shot, irrespective of what fate has in store or not.

After all, going down without a fight is the worst form defeat ever! So stay strong and march on..