Dear Dad.

Dear Dad,


Yep, it's a dear dad letter. I do often have these strange one sided conversations with you. No, not completely insane as yet, it's just my way of having a perspective and finding my peace. I think I need some validation at times, no one's been around giving it whole heartedly as yet.


I am at this juncture of life, where I am doing what I promised myself for past 14 years maybe. Everyday, I sit trying to find a courage deep, deep, deep in me. Yes, its there. Along with nervous jitters & sleepless nights, stress once in a while, not too much though. I have firm belief in my abilities, think it's a sureka trait, always glad to inherit the good part of genes. The last few months have been challenging, good learning, brought into understanding and executing everything I know about myself, on current horizons and exploring new. Nomad has begin to take some shape, later than what I would like, but every bit counts, right? I think the best way to work is to keep your head down and doing what's required to be done. The universe takes care of the rest. I can't explain how I am going through the most overwhelming part of my life. It's a nice feeling though, I am not the one who can live life sitting at the shore. My first choice of being was always Bombay, its home, its where the heart is. Though I did find a small piece of that heart also in Cape Town, it's the mother city of Africa. Masoom was a dream I fostered from a long long time, I think I am grown up enough to make sure it happens. It took a lot of madness to keep it alive in me, my generation is very relaxed, it catches on. But there was always this restlessness, because the heart knows the deepest desires.


I am a month away from changing our lives, for good or bad. We will get there someday, one step at a time, no matter what. For now, help me to keep my courage, we have to things to do.


Love,
M

Dreams.

We have all been crazy heads, kids filled with impossible dreams, teenagers who just wanted to resist, youngsters who wanted much more and much bigger things out of their lives. Then there came a time when 'maturity' happened. Goals become more realistic, risk appetite took a back seat to cozy comfort of material things - we can 'have now', corporate etiquettes over power the hot heads to be much smooth, much more smooth. Life starts revolving around the next promotion, big project or a fatter increase, a foreign secondment maybe?

There is absolutely nothing wrong with a good lifestyle like this, but did we think of only lifestyles when we were, say 15? I am not sure the driving force in life was just a narrow goal of a great weekend and occasional vacation. Or may be what drove me was always a tiny bit more. Much of my teenage life, I spent relenting about dad's goals and how he became the single force to make me march towards my dreams. Dreams, yes that's the right word. We under use it, almost never, now a days. So what are my dreams? A lonely cup of tea makes me wonder. I guess I have known one for a long time, deep passion that reminds me each day that I have to do this, dreams are a calling. I think I have spent a little time of my life continuously for much of a decade towards it and I shall do it in my most imperfect way, because I am imperfect in my approaches. But what I learnt the hard way and may be the most important of learnings in my life - don't give up, come back. And come back harder. So falling, failing, I have learnt to walk ahead.


Regret is not in not achieving something, regret is in never even trying. I believe that we have stopped putting our hearts out in line towards our dreams? A little hurt, a little pain is something we are never taught to face anymore. There are 100 ways in which something will not work, may be just 1 final way in which it might. The might is what makes life exciting, an adventure to live. Let's make life interesting again, let's chase dreams because you should have it no other way.

Have a Good day?

Good day. Bad day.

This is how I feel life is going to be. More importantly in our obsessions to succeed, in our ambitions, in our fears of failure; we like to avoid thinking that bad days will gloom around. Sigh, but the truth is inevitible. A few bad days are haunting me lately. I know its tough, I did not try to be too prepared or get to thinking about it. I used to be like that. I like it this way now.

Lately, I have kept things simple. Life will throw rocks at you, cause crazy pains; mental sometimes. Bad days have to be part of life. Take it, survive it, live through. If you want positivity out of it, may be you will be tougher. Hack no; sometimes fucking it will just be bad. Downright cruel. Alright. Will make your skin crawl, break your confidence. Challenge your obsessions and will. Yes, bad days will be there.

Beyond that, I go out and live my life. I stay in and live my life too. I am obsessed with reading and shamelessly love it more than anything. I will take, grab, snatch away; when I get tiniest glint of Good day. Good days are important, they keep you around in peace with yourself, they keep you going, they plainly keep you alive. Life is happening, as I type, another day is passing, I believe in taking my good day and live it. I am taking my good day tomorrow. English Literary Association '04 batch reunion. If you end up postponing great times of your life, when will you make memories. When will you actually live.

Life's worth living in the day. Be committed to today. Keep your fire going, dreams alive. You will reach there too.
*raises eyebrow* *faintly smiles*

I am back.

Apologies for the two and half years delay. I should have been writing when deep down I have been wanting to. Alright so loads of things have changed in the big bad world, we took two whole rounds around the sun. I looked at my own blog and cant relate to a lot of things. Bro, ain't cool. *looks again*
*sighs* no wonder.

So cheers for a new start and let the good times roll.

While I am at it, let me give a sneak peak. This new(lets not try a 4th one) blog will talk about women, chai and why, travel, dreams, randomness, world, myself and you maybe. Dont be on my bad side, else I write nasty too. *raises eye brow*