Thursday, July 28, 2011

Broken Thoughts!


You say you want me happy…
Then why you bring me tears?
You say you are always there…
Then why there are these fears?

I show my sorrows and you ask me to smile…
You say you care but I can see it barely there…
You call it love; I name it love remaining just for a while…
A love that you cannot share; a feeling you will never declare…

I touched your life but my marks won’t be there…
I tried my best; And you say not to the core…
Tomorrow destiny will take me somewhere…
You at one edge and I will remain in some other shore!

Thursday, July 7, 2011

Paisa Is Powerful!

What’s the value of one rupee? For most of us it doesn’t hold much of a value or the value of one rupee is often subjective to oneself. We often don’t care much on losing a one rupee coin to a waiter in a restaurant or a beggar on the streets but when the same one rupee doesn’t come back to us from the bus conductor or that auto driver who pretends to not having any change, it does make us ponder over it for a while. At least in my case I do. I don’t know about others but I stress on getting my share of change back in the buses and autos. It’s not that I am very concerned about the change and can’t take the pain of separation from my one rupee but it is these ‘cheap tricks’ often played by the auto drivers and conductors to extract a little extra cash from us taking advantage of your helpless and changeless situation is what I dislike. Most of the times you are left with no other option but to let your one rupee (or the change) go. Actually it is not about having not received your share of money back that matters, it is the wrong attitude which is being shown at you by the other person even when you know very well, and so does the other person, that what you are claiming for is the very right of yours. 

Whether you travel in buses and autos like me or drive in bikes or cars. This is something we all come across. May be from different people and as different incidents. Losing money to someone or something is not a big deal. You don’t have to be rich either. For what are you losing it and for whom, is what matters the most. It’s not about stinginess too. It is about spending money at the right place and at the right person who deserves it. 

Money doesn’t hold any value in itself. The value lies in the matter it is subjected to. Losing a small amount on something worthless brings regret while losing money on something or someone worth brings contentment.  Because when you lose your money, however small or big it is, to someone who shows the gratitude and values your care, the losing turns out into a rewarding experience. But those who don’t show any gratitude towards your money or you, they don’t hold any right to own your money either. An experience you often had to repent for.

Just a sincere apology and some softly spoken words are enough to make the other person understand that your intentions are true but just the circumstances are not letting you follow your mind. Yet people often forget to show this small gesture of gratitude and then curse you for nagging about your money. What they fail to understand is that when true and kind words are spoken from the heart, they are bound to make the other heart reciprocate the same. And certainly it does. But an egoistic mind often overshadows the compassion and care hidden inside the heart rooting rigidness leading to broken chords.

Today, like most of my days, the auto driver whose auto I got into didn’t have any change. But this time I let my money go. Looking at his sincere struggle to give me back my well-deserved share of change made me change my mind and yes the mindset too. Though the words were the same, the intention differed. 

“Sorry I don’t have any change”, He told. 

He was enquiring with his fellow auto drivers in the stand for change and was searching hard to get some chillers left hidden inside his trouser pockets to give me back the change. 

When he tried hard and still could not find any change, he asked me,
“Do you have change?” 

I searched inside my purse.

“No”, I replied.

With disappointment on his face, he said, “Ok take it from me tomorrow”. 

I smiled and told him, “It’s ok, you can keep the change”. 

“No take it from me tomorrow”, he replied.

I smiled again at this old man with grey hairs one last time and left the place to catch my bus. I know tomorrow I will get into some other auto and perhaps will never meet him again. All I know is that he was not lying and he genuinely wanted to return me the change but could not do so. And it is this sincere effort by him that made me happy for having not received the change back. Sometimes losing helps you gain happiness!:)

Thursday, June 30, 2011

Surprise Surprise!!! :D

Like most of us (except the workaholics among us) I too hate weekdays. Just the thought of going to office makes the lazy self of mine dominate my mind. On top of it is the distance from my workplace to my home that saps my energy levels and makes me exhaust in the beginning of the day itself. And when the mind is struggling between the thought of distance, chaotic traffic conditions, intolerable climatic conditions and unsupported psychological conditions, one face emerges on my mind and helps me regain the lost energy and renews my senses to help me restart another working day…no it’s not the divine energy of almighty I am talking about here…it is something more mightier…it’s the FACE OF MY BOSS!!!...A frowned one of course. :P And I kick started my journey of another day to my office amidst the noisy crowd, the maddening traffic, the scorching sun, the fast moving time and the thought of getting late to office as usual. And then time stopped as I came across an angelic surprise on the way. A surprise, good enough to bring a smile on my face and gracious enough to fill my heart with joy and happiness. Now who cares if I am late by few more minutes…I want to relish each and every moment of this precious gift that just made my day…thanks a lotttttttttttt!!! :D :D

Tuesday, June 21, 2011

कुछ दिल से...

तेरे बिना हम जी ना सकेंगे...ये तो कभी कहा नहीं 
पर जो तू साथ होता तो ज़िन्दगी के माइने कुछ और होते...
ज़िन्दगी तेरे बिन बेमाइने तो नहीं होगी 
पर जो तू साथ देता तो ज़िंदगी के माइने ही कुछ और होते... 

याद आता है वो बीता हुआ पल...बस कल ही की तो बात थी 
एक बार फिर वो पल जीने को जी चाहता है...
एक बार फिर तुझे गले लगाने को जी चाहता है...
जानती हूँ अब ये मुमकिन नहीं 
पर ये दिल नादान सिर्फ तुझे मिलने को चाहता है...

ढूँढती रहती है ये आँखे तुझे 
शायद किसी गली, किसी सड़क पर तू फिर मिल जाए 
हर एक अजनबी मैं सिर्फ तेरी पहचान चाहता है...

Monday, June 13, 2011

One Day...

One day everything will change
The situation…The emotion...The affection

One day everything will change
The prayer...The care…The share

One day everything will change
The feelings…The dealings…The callings

One day everything will change
You...Me...And the world around

One day everything will change
And will change for the good

For the goodness of now and forever :)

Friday, June 10, 2011

Shoeing It Off!!!



Sometimes buses are crowded…sometimes buses are very crowded…and there are times when buses are very very crowded…but this is the daddy of all!!!

Wednesday, June 8, 2011

Chivalrous Anyone?


This is to inform all the men in Chennai that the last rows in MTC Buses are reserved for ladies and kindly vacate the seats when a woman urges you to do so.

Nothing is more annoying than when you have to get inside a crowded bus and plead to the men seated on the 'reserved for ladies only' seats at the last row to vacate or even worse when you see the elderly females trying to find a place to stand with great difficulty while the handsome hunk adamantly sitting on the reserved seat turns a deaf ear to their weak protests. Dude, however cool you try to showoff, your entire ‘cool’ quotient goes down when you miss out on the gentlemanliness in your behavior because beauties with brains still prefer chivalrous men who show respect towards women. 

Kahani Ghar Ghar Ki…


Location- A boutique


Scene- Wife busy looking at kurtis, kid busy running around playfully while the husband is passing time glancing around the place.

Husband: "I liked this lampshade…shall we buy?"

Wife: "First buy a house for yourself and then think of buying a lampshade!!!"

The smile that had hardly appeared vanished soon with this statement. Husband leaves the lampshade and follows his wife to the billing counter.


Moral of the story: If you want to live happily ever after, always do as your better half says!  

Thursday, April 14, 2011

Shhhhhhhhhh…


Time is money.  Time is precious. In a busy city life on the pursuit of the precious time we often miss out the joys of doing simple things, the simple way. A look around and everything seems to be in a chaos and clutter. Everyone is in hurry, chasing behind a bus or a train or hurrying to get inside that small space left for the last passenger to squeeze in an already overflowing share auto. Be it the mornings or the evenings, we are always on the run. Either to get out of the house or to get inside it. Not that there is always urgency. But we are so used to this fast pace life that we seldom want to slow down a bit to breathe easy. Certainly, Impatience is the new way of life.

My journey back home from office requires me to change two trains. Everyday as I get down from one, I had to run through the over-bridge to catch the train standing on the other platform whistling to leave. I hardly care to notice the happenings around and try hopping in the train as soon as I could. Yesterday was no different. I was rushing down the steps on the over-bridge to catch my train. At one corner of the over-bridge on the sides of the steps I saw four teenage boys standing and chatting. Regular collage kids having a conversation. But not in the regular way. They were communicating through sign language, all four of them. Amidst the muddle of noise around, their silence was elegantly soothing. Where our normal conversations takes place with shouts and yells to make it audible amidst the crowd, these four boys were effortlessly having a conversation with much grace and grandeur than anyone else there.  No yelling, no shouting or screaming yet very much clear and lucid. A quiet and silent one with no haste, the conversation was happening only with the movement of the eyes and the hands, and of course a smile on everyone’s face. 

While I passed across them, I felt a strange aura of calmness surrounding them. When everything else around was noisy and loud, these four teenagers appeared so much at peace.  And before I could experience this tranquility further, my train wrestled me back to the world of impatience. All this happened within few seconds but it brought me a good feel taking me out from the maddening world of normal beings to a far simple and uncomplicated world of the special few, although just for a brief while. True it is…Silence is golden.

Thursday, March 31, 2011

Cricket…Craze &… Cedilla

Yesterday was the India-Pakistan Semi Final. The thrill of the game had made the entire nation bleed blue and a cricket crazy agency that we are, Cedilla Communications too was all drenched in the true colours of the game. So, ladies and gentlemen presenting you a glimpse of the game in our very own Cricket Crazy Cedilla!!! Here we go… 

The screen is set and the action begins….


Yes we created our Team Cedilla logo & t-shirts to cheer for our very own Team India


Bleeding Blue...
 
Blowing her our own trumpet…
 
Munching over the match….
Match is on…mustache gone…
Cheerfulness on the cheek…
Knock them out…

Cricket is contagious…so are the colours…

Indiaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa…India…
 At the end it was a magnificent match that indeed brought in a great glory to India. :)