^^ Just Breathe ^^

Have a little fun today,

Split your mind from care.

Put aside your dressy clothes,

Choose something comfortable to wear.

Let some music play all day,

Dance around your house.

Go to your neighbours and have a play,

Go through your stuff like an anxious mouse.

Laugh out loud and heartily,

Let people turn and stare.

Let all of You be free today,

It has no loss or any fare.

The real delight of life,

Are always the most powerful.

No cries nor a sigh,

Live life every moment, its beautiful! J

^^ The Real Taste Of Khaman-Dhokla ^^

“Bush ne Iraq pe char dhokle gira diye!” Funny! 

Fafda, khaman, dhokla, idda and undhiyu...Kem cho? Maja ma? The world of Gujjus exist beyond this too and very seldom people know how we are!

Foodies, business-minded and a foul lingo (how people THINK we say Sarves instead of Sarvesh!) is all what people know about the Gujjus! It is one of the oldest and richest culture of India. According to the US Census Bureau in 2006 there were 1,417,000 people in the US who spoke Gujarati, Hindi or other Indic languages (e.g. Punjabi, Tamil, Telugu) at home; Gujaratis comprised 299,000 of these numbers, suggesting approximately 20% of Indian Americans are Gujarati.Walchand Hirachand, Ambalal Sarabhai, Dhirubhai Ambani and his sons, Ratan Tata, Mirabai, Mahatma Gandhi, Ismail Darbar, Paresh Raval, Mallika Sarabhai, Mahesh Bhatt, Sanjay Leela Bhansali, Alka Yagnik, Kunal Ganjawala, Morarji Desai and inestimable others hail from this culture of dal-dhokli, papdi and bhusu! Talking about people, extremely warm, friendly and intelligent. We are mistaken to be money-minded all the time, but people do not know how we go to any extent to help someone! God fearing and God loving at the same time.We have a heart of gold and a mind of steel. Narendra Modi has brought the state to a No. 1 position, the fastest growing state in all sectors. Gujaratis have the strength to take out water from a stone! Hard-work and perseverance flows in our blood. We have moved to No.1,made India proud at a national and global level, and all people talk about us is, thepla, ganthiya and sev-mamra!

^^ Conquistador ^^

When I was young, I observed that nine out of ten things I did were failures.  So I did ten times more work.  This is what has taught me to put my heart, mind, intellect and soul to my smallest acts. The vision to succeed will often take us to the world we want to conquer, but without it we go nowhere. I love to work. I won’t even mind  slogging, in literal meaning. I mean it seriously; it is about what I think and what I believe in! I want my work to speak for me rather than my mouth!

                        With my own experience and with what I see around, hardwork has never back fired! It comes out in some form or the other. My idea of conquering the world is what people would call “too much”, but on the other side I think of people who have made it big in their own fields, who have conquered the world in their own sector and in their own ways.­­­­ Confused I am though, and it is about time I decide my genre of interest, I still feel my determination is strong enough to work out big someday somewhere. If I don’t, am sure somewhere I must have gone wrong. I want to make it big in my field, work hard, work with the best of companies, with the best of people, learn and learn and learn..

                    I guess that would be it, because for me conquering the world would mean reaching to my highest potential, my highest ability and doing the best work. If I am satisfied with myself, the world is mine.

Buddha:
It is better to conquer yourself than to win a thousand battles. Then the victory is yours. It cannot be taken from you, not by angels or by demons, heaven or hell.

^^ Timeless Bliss ^^

The best things in life are for free,

I wish that was all I could see.

With no materialistic pleasure,

I have all the eternal bliss, for sure!

    Take a moment and think what makes you happy, and by happy I mean, what makes your soul smirk! Is it really the Lamborghini or meeting your best friend, for whom you have waited months to meet? Nothing is more important than reconnecting with your bliss. Nothing is as rich. Nothing is more real. I do keep telling my parents and friends, my wish-list all the time, how I want a Benetton tee or a Beetle car or a pair of vogue spectacles or how I want to visit Australia, Rome and Paris. I am sure when even one of this wish is fulfilled, I would be extremely happy, but the happiness that I get when I put meet my mom after 2 months, put my head in her lap and sleep, is beyond the expression of words! Materialism is the only form of distraction from true bliss. 

          We tend to overlook little things, which makes us content and run after what we don’t have. A smile on a friend’s face when she is passing through a gloomy phase, when mummy makes my favourite dish, dad comes home early, for a change, eating sev-puri, talking to my friends and laughing at useless talks, is all that makes me satisfied and happy, and I would love to live my entire life with the same mind-set J

^^ My Friend's Boyfriend ^^

A person so intelligent, like one never seen before,

Whose complexity increases as you know him more,

Who leads a normal life,

Simplicity is his site.

 He tends to be my friend’s soul-mate,

For whom he can bring his world to an end.

I respect him, I adore him,

For he is a perfect lover in a dream.

His thoughts are high and his desires higher,

All I say is this guy is to die for.

He is perfect in all spheres and anyone he would never fear.

He’s soul is strong and so is his mind,

All I pray is may God always keep him fine,

With a smile on his face and my friend by his side…! J

^^ You Be The Judge ^^

Whose judgment is necessary? We are criticized for petite things we do, the way we talk to the choices we make. There is a very fine line between judging and criticizing someone. There is a finer line between what is bearable and unbearable for a person to hear as a judgment when it is coming from others. Why does it matter what I wear? Why does it matter what I do and since when did it hinder others’ life? A statement answered by a question in order to defend yourself, is all a person is left with. I care what people think about me, but only when it is people, I care about. Why do we ponder so much about what the world thinks of us? Why does their judgment hurt?

                   Our societies have grown into these immense messes of gunk (substance), where life becomes dangerous for anyone innocent. Yes, we all judge. Yes, we all criticize. But does the "camel" ever see the eighteen wrong things with itself? I'm exhausted dealing with judgmental people and I don't let it affect me too much, but this needed to be said.

^^ One Crazy Day It Was ^^

Life is never fair, it keeps playing with us. My journey in this new city has been incredible and adventurous. The city tried its best to reject me, but I am just too good for it (wink). The past one year I lived in a hostel, a sad, depressing one! Talk about irony. The place was bizarre, more than letting girls live peacefully there; it was more like treating some prisoners! Cruel and sadist in life, they were, for sure! Fortunately I could make good friends there.
     One day, there was a heavy downpour, and it was the first place in the whole of Mumbai to get flooded, even with a small of rain-shower, 5 of us went out, walked on and on, in knee-deep water, in search of an internet café J. Such frustrated we were at that hostel and without our own laptops, we felt cut off from the world! In the first five minutes of our journey, I broke my umbrella! Moving on, we caught a cab and we hurried in. The driver looked at us, opened the front seat door where my friend was sitting and curtly told us to move out, we asked why? He said, “Aap panch ho, bas ab nikaliye, muje dusri safari leni hai!” bleh! How on earth were supposed to know that taxis take in only 5 people! We went ahead, entered a mall which we thought was freshly constructed, and the watchman shouted from behind, “Dikhta nai hai, abhi ye chalu nai hua hai!” Discourteous! We went to a mall right opposite to it, took a proper inside view of it, and concluded it was apparently empty! Went ahead, and damn!! crow-shit on my shoulder! Went to a near-by petrol pump and cleaned it.

                Went to a bus stop, didn’t know which bus would go to our hostel, we kept shouting and asking all the buses that came. An old uncle, annoyed, told us, “Kya sab bus ko puch rahe ho, nai pata to aate kyu ho”, we quietly walked away. We decided to go back to the hostel and chuck the idea of the internet café, which we never found! How we grinned on our way back, one crazy day it was! J

^^ Amore ^^

I had a dream,

Of an ideal life, an ideal soul-mate.

When I opened my eyes, I could perhaps cry.

Not because I woke up to the real world,

But for the reason, I had witnessed reality!

I pinched myself to see I wasn’t dreaming again,I wasn’t!

My searching eyes finally found you near…

I seriously wasn’t dreaming again!

We struck the chord, the moment we met,

I felt different, I felt Love.

Now came the time when I thought of someone more than me.

When I thought of the little moments we had spent together,

How I felt so mellow in front of you,

How I missed my “self-being” in front of you.

I knew you were going to be mine,

If I only knew it then, my life was going to change, forever..

I love you,

Because it makes me believe in love,magic and friendship,

For the innumerable emotions I could all feel so true,

The sole reason is now I have you J

^^ Fallen Yet Not Broken ^^

From the time I have learnt standing up on my feet and walking, I guess there’s been something wrong with the entire system! Right from the time I have gained my senses right, I have been falling down or dashing with something. I know its strange, but it happens with me, I would be standing and the next moment, I would be down on the floor! I feel like a current passing through my legs.

à  The biggest one on the block! My friend on her vehicle and I on mine, going through a small lane, a tempo going by the other side, looses balance due to a pit of pebbles, falls on my vehicle head and there I go down, my friend dashes with me and she goes down too! I get blacked out, (oh I forgot to tell you, I have vertigo too!) so I lay there unconscious for 5-10 seconds, people take me to one side of the road and my friend to the other! They hold me from my shoulder, and then I see myself in a mirror of a car and guess what I see??! I see I have my teeth broken, blood oozing out from my head, my t-shirt torn and big deep cut on my shoulder! Suddenly I feel pain erupting all over my body. We go to a nearby hospital by an ambulance, and are laid on beds, with no doctor or nurse coming to treat us for 15 minutes, I would have fainted again if the doctor would not have come in next 5 minutes! I am taken inside a room for stitches on my head, the nurse puts anesthesia and before it could make its effect, she started stitching; I could ACTUALLY sense the feeling of the needle going in and out of my head! I was screeching and held the other nurse’s hand, with a force she shrugged it off! Ruthless bitch! To add cherry on the cake, she took a stitch on my lip too, without using the anesthesia!

There are many instances, but this was the worst I could have. When I fell off a rickshaw, my bus met with an accident- glass pieces stuck all over my hand, falling down on the road and got up laughing! J

^^ Chatter, Blabber, Rattle ^^

How I so love to talk and talk and just talk and talk. It could be about anything and everything. i am expressive and unlike other people, it is no big deal for me to spill myself out! Right from my junior kg days to class 12^th, I was punished for talking to others and for being a noisy creature! We started this in school and I so religiously practice it in college too, talking on bits of paper or even writing long letters in-between the lecture, I talk to my best friend every day, on chat (she lives in USA), yet every night I send her a mail, I feel the talk on the chat is always a bit less, I text people at random times, when I see something or think of something and I miss them, I feel it a need to inform them! This is the reason I can easily make friends! Sometimes I feel, how can people remain quiet, when there are so many thoughts dancing up and down in a person’s mind every second! Though at times, I too feel the same, but that happens in seldom. For the rest of the times, my life is a party! J

^^ Soul-Sharer ^^

Enough has been written and enough has been said,

But why does it always seem less, every night when I go to bed?

A friend, beyond words could express,

Who can bring me out of any distress,

More than a friend, she’s like a part of me.

The way she understands, then I feel so free,

I would blabber with her in the darkest of times,

When my world crumbled her laugh made me smile.

She taught me how to love someone so deeply,

Not a guy, but a friend like she does.!

She’s an epitome of friendship for me,

For me, she is my world.

She is the best when she is high,

I wish I had met her when we were five.

But I don’t regret, it has been a crazy journey till now.

In front of you my love, I take a bow,

Our friendship's here to stay,

Like weeds and rocks and dirty socks, it never goes away!

For more than a friend, you are like a part of me.! J

^^ Talk About Essence ^^

Every one of us have reasons for remembering a particular incident or a phase of life! During my entire school life, I had people telling me over and over again, how it was the best phase of life! And I just didn’t realize what they meant, I feel it now, I miss it now, anyways that is not the topic and I won’t go on about how I miss my school. This is about the essence of that phase of my life, my friends, my group. It was the biggest group, with 14 members, and it had emerged from the days when we learnt addition and multiplication. More than the bad, we were the good goons of the school. Making teachers our friends would ultimately bring us out of any hitch, always taking the initiative of staying back till late and helping during school functions, interacting with all on the picnic, and making it one class picnic, rather than a group picnic. Oops! I need to tell you the mischievous things we did too! We made a conversation book, which was circulated around the class, and running commentary on the on-going lecture was written in it, it got caught in the end, and the outcome was ghastly! Found a hide-out place behind the  basketball ground, made a wall using the bricks laid around, so that no one could see us sitting there, when everyone used to ignore being a class captain, our group members were always ready, which made us the “legal” rulers of the class! (Bad intentions, I know).

We all have been the best of friends, always helping out each other, Always! Now, I miss us. Not because I need them when I am in trouble, but because I can’t replace them with anyone else. They are special and will always be! Though there are misunderstandings at times, the distance creates it, but we still end up loving each other even more. I don’t believe in “Distance can ruin up relationships”, it has brought us closer and the craving to be together, has fortified our bonding stronger! 

^^ The Innocence, Smiles and cries ^^

I miss that little girl who used to run around in pony tails all day long. I miss playing hide and seek and tag games. I miss being driven around on the front end of a kinetic. I miss being taken care of when i would fall and scratch my knee. I miss dancing and never caring what the people in front of me thought. I miss learning more about my culture and ethnicity rather than chasing after someone else's. I miss feeling like a leader in group activities. I miss the feeling of adventure when a car ride was longer than an hour. I miss that ring around those roses, that twinkling star, Humpty Dumpty and Jack and Jill. I miss speaking and feeling like a scholar at the age of 6. I miss memorizing the time tables and saying them over and over until perfect. I miss not paying attention to details. I miss never fighting with my mother and always believing that Madhuri Dixit's beauty was nothing compared to my Mummy's. I miss wearing colourful lipstick and nail polish at the same time. I miss dreaming bigger than big with friends I've known since I was three. I miss wearing a uniform everyday so that i wouldn't have trouble deciding what to wear. I miss having candid pictures that will one day be retro classical. I miss dancing in the rain when nobody would stop me. I miss riding on a bicycle all day long. I miss my Barbie dollhouse. I miss feeling like a grown up at the age of five, because I had a younger cousin to look after.

          We never realize the importance of people and things in our lives until they are gone. Just taking a second to think of what you appreciate in life can make your day. I took a few extra seconds to miss my young, carefree spirit.

^^ I, Me, Myself ^^

Everything about my teenage life is almost ideal, perfect the way it has to be. Confused I am, from head to toe, from choosing my favorite colour between red and blue to my favorite actor/actress, from making career decisions to choosing a dress among many from a shop, from deciding who is a better friend of mine to what I want to eat at some point of time, and the worst is when someone asks me which is your favorite genre of music, I end up saying, it depends on my mood! I am weird and so are my likings. I love to shop random stuff that might or might not even be needed, there is a high possibility I won’t use them too. I get mood-swings, you find me all happy and smiling and the next moment u see me sitting, quiet and grumpy, it happens seldom, but it does! I love my friends. We all roam about doing nothing at times but still laughing our intestines out at a stupid joke! I like itJ. Contrasting other teenagers, I love staying at home with my mom and dad too! I can spend hours and hours with them, talking about anything and everything, more specifically about my childhood, sharing funny incidents, their teenage experiences… and getting amused! It’s a pleasure.

               I don't know what better teenage life one could get than going around the world doing what one loves to do. I am into a field I like and I have some amazing people around me. It is said, “All who wander, do not get lost” and I am sure I have a life ahead of this, which is going to be great as well, because hard work is what I perceive. Am being optimistic, I have to wait and see what life has in store for me, till then I go ahead doing my best.