Wednesday, 15 October 2014

Rishikesh - The Right Connection

Mystic Rishikesh
Amidst my Excel columns and Outlook reminders, came an ill typed mail.
"Hey man! I am going back home this weekend, do you want to tag along?"

The sender of this mail was driving to Dehradun, and my mind was driving crazy. One part of me wanted to be free and roam around in a place where I don't belong, understand it and in process understand myself. My other part told me to understand the Excel sheets and in process understand why I am paid X amount of money. Finally on Friday my hands packed up a bag and I was magically in my friend's car seat. He dropped me at Roorkee, from there a bus to Haridwar and then to Rishikesh.

So what did I understand and learn this time? Well I will say two things for sure.

What you see and think, the first impression might not be true.
On bus ride to Rishikesh, was joined by two backpackers from Maldives, who looked like our cousins from southern India., two backpackers from Europe, and a group of 'taus'(uncles) from greenland (read Haryana). The 'taus' like me initially thought the Maldive friends to be Indian and one of the 'taus' thought of striking a conversation.

Tau: "Haan re chore, kathe se away se?" (Hey lad, where are you coming from?)
Maldive friend: Blank looks.
Tau: Repeats.
Maldive friend: Repeats blank looks.
Tau: Repeats the question third time.
European friend: "Usse Hindi nahi aati" (He doesn't know Hindi)
Tau: Now blank looks.
Everyone sitting nearby including me: All blank looks.
European friend: "Usse Hindi nahi aati" (He doesn't know Hindi)
Tau: "Haire duniya! jo socha wo galat. Jisse Hindi aani chahiye usse nahi aati, jisse nahi aani chahiye usse aati hain" (Oh my god! All that I thought was incorrect. The one supposed to know Hindi does not, one supposed to not, does)
Me: "Tau, jo dekha, jo socha wo hamesha sahi nahi hota" (What you see and think, the first impression might not be true)

Then came my second teaching while sipping tea. Sign language might be primitive but that's all you need while you travel.
I was sipping tea with Sushil ji, a local tea shop owner. As it was raining we didn't expect any customers. Then suddenly came a man running, half drenched, looking for shelter. Sushil ji took this opportunity to offer some tea, obviously not for free, he isn't running a charity. While Sushil ji was busy, we exchanged smiles and glances. I pulled out my pack of nicotine to have a smoke, and he gestured to pass on one. I did gladly, only a smoker knows pain of dearth of nicotine. I asked his name. He said "No English". I asked "Hindi?" "No Hindi". So with all the sign language I could muster was finally able to convey the message - How would you travel and survive in India, if you know neither Hindi nor English. And he made one gesture, pointing a finger, no not the middle one, but the one pointing towards sky, denoting - The One, known by many names.

That's when I realized, it doesn't matters where you are, who you are with, you just need to find the right connection to be one with The One.

Tuesday, 7 October 2014

Why fences?

Why fences?
Every time I look at a fence, I do not have the question whether it's built to keep things in or out, why are they built at the first place. To me fences symbolizes some kind of differentiation. These fences come in two types. There are visible fences like the ones to demark territories. Then there are invisible ones which we have invented like nationality, religion, financial clout etc.

We all have been on both sides of the fence and we know that none looks good. Then why do we have fences?

Monday, 29 September 2014

Growing up

Every pencil was dear to me in childhood. I don't know how many pens I have lost after I grew up.

Growing up is a classic paradox of life we all have faced. When we were child, we always wanted to grow up. And after we grew up, we wanted to be a child again.The fact is we all know that we have no control over growing up (physiologically), and we forget that we have control to be a child always (psychologically). But not exactly child, or the world will put you in asylum.

So is there a way to enjoy best of both the worlds? I suppose there is - by growing up physically and keeping some of your childhood traits alive.

Think! As a child how curious you were. Your first instincts were always to touch a new thing, feel it, smell it, taste it. (Just don't try this at opposite sex after you grow up, might be creepy)
It is all due to curiosity you had at that point of time. The curiosity to know the unknown.

If you recap reel of your life, this curiosity helped you learn new things. And as you learned, your self confidence grew. In fact what you are today is due to the things you learned out of your curiosity.
World calls it life experience.

So why stop after you grow up? Be curios, learn something new always!