Jo hukum mere aka...

This one is quite similar to the previous blog i wrote 'Wanna be a Midas? Sure be one' , its about wishes. However, i wanted to relate wishes to an another story of Alladin.

What if we all were given a Genie once in our life time? A pre-decided moment by destiny - an Alladin lamp given to you and then when you rub the lamp, a giant genie appears.

"Jo hukum mere aka. Main tumhari teen maange puri karunga"

You know what, when I imagine a genie in front of me, I cant even think of any wish and even if i do, I feel is it worth asking for? I have only three wishes so should I waste one of my wish asking for this? And then I will be so confused and greedy that it would take me years to make up my mind.

Ok lets do an exercise to simplify this. Go and get a paper and a pen. List down all your wishes in the following categories -

1. Career wish

2. Materialistic wish

3. Family wish

4. Health wish

5. Spiritual wish...any other that comes up your mind.

Now out of these wishes, cancel out those wishes that are not very important to you. Out of the remaining wishes, list out the best three in the order of your priority.

Have you been able to do that? If yes, then are these wishes so strong that you would like to ask it to the genie, who has been given to you only once in life?

Well all i could wish is " I should die in my sleep in the arms of my beloved after seeing my grand children happily having Ben & Jerry's ice cream in gold plates in my bungalow located in front of a sea beach." ...ya i know have stolen that wish...but i hope i havent missed out any point of happiness that i wish.

HAPPY WISHING!!!

Wanna be a Midas??? Sure be one...

God says

"You want something, I want something else,

Yet it always happens what I want,

Instead you start doing what I want,

Then things will happen the way you want!"

This is just so true...i agree to the fact that whatever you pray from the bottom of your heart, god certainly gives you that but it is always with a twist in the wish...remember the story of the king with a Midas touch???

There was once a king named Midas who did a good deed for a Satyr and was granted a wish by the God of wine, Dionysus. For his wish, Midas asked that whatever he touched would turn to gold. Although Dionysus tried to dissuade him, Midas insisted that the wish was an excellent one, and it was granted!
Excitedly, Midas went about touching all sorts of things, turning them into gold.
Soon Midas became hungry. He picked up a piece of food, but he couldn't eat it, for it had turned to gold in his hand! "I'll starve," moaned Midas, "Perhaps this was not such a good wish after all!"
Midas' beloved daughter, seeing his dismay, threw her arms about him to comfort him, and, she too turned to gold! "The golden touch is no blessing," cried Midas. He went to the river and wept. The sand of that river turned as yellow as "fool's gold" for it is there, they say, that King Midas washed away the curse of the golden touch with his own tears.

Now compare your lives with this story...remember atleast one thing that you have desperately wanted. When you achieved that, did you get it exactly as you had wished for?

God just smiles and says "You are not gonna get what you want my child. You cant be a demanding and a cribbing child with me. I will set you right if you be like that. "

So finally we give up and say "God, you be my guide, you be my mentor, you be my master; I will do all that you want me to do."

And once you start doing that, God says "You are my obedient child. I am happy with you. I can read whats in your heart and you will get all that."

Papa, do you think i can break Sachin's record???

“Papa main bada hoke pilot banna chahta hoon”
“Papa I want to be a gardener”
“Papa, cook”
“Papa, do you think I can break Sachin’s record?”

Somewhere we all are connected to this advertisement. Every individual comes to a stage at least once in life where it becomes mandatory to choose from the various options that he/she has been thinking about his career every now and then since childhood.
And plus the decision making pressure that comes with the system.

“Beta agar science mein jana hai to 10th std. mein ache marks lane padenge.”

After 10th results, it is a major decision to choose between science, commerce and arts. But that option is available only if you have scored well in 10th. If you are an average student, then you only have commerce or arts option left with you. If you are a below average student, then arts is the only option left.

Again, once you finish your 12th std., you need to choose from engineering, doctor, B.Sc., MCA, BBA, etc…
Your confusion worsens when any Tom, Dick and Harry is there to come and advice you. Even a regular kitty going aunty visiting your place will advice you,

“Beta, itne marks mein to engineering mein nahi milega.”

“Beta, yeh college mein hi admission lena. Mere dost ke padosi ke bhatije ke bhai ne wahi se kiya hai. Bahut achhi college hai.”….blah, blah, blah….as if the aunty has done a P.hD in ranking the colleges and is a visiting faculty.

And finally you just end up choosing a college where you get admission by luck or by chance or by getting a consensus of 100s of advices and forming their graphs.

Though this is not the case for students who have been hammered about their careers since their childhood or who are born geniuses. They are very clear with their long term goals and hence they know what path to choose.

Getting back to people like me, after getting out of these colleges, you either want to pursue your studies further or will take up a job. If you take up a job, after a few years, you will realize that you need to get back to studies.

If you take up studies, then you need to decide which company you will like to get placed later, what kind of life style you are expecting, what package are you expecting? After getting a job in the desired company, you get pissed off with the routine and the politics and the mismanagement and the boss…

And then there comes a voice from within “I want to do something different.”

Some of us dare to hear this inner voice and some of us just suppress it thinking it is not possible with the current responsibilities. Thank god people like Abhinav Bindra, Rohit Bal, Chetan Bhagat, AR Rehman, Richard Branson, Ayn Rand, Bill Gates,…did not have such responsibilities. They were people who just did it! There was not time in their lives to sit and wish.

I know it is not that easy, but I know commitment and hard work and of course luck can make this happen. And satisfaction is guaranteed. If not full time, at least you can start pursuing your dreams part time with -

Photography, dancing, cooking, blogging, writing novels or books, open a restaurant, become a guide, modeling (only if you think others like your face other than you and your mother), acting, having your own boutique, etc. etc….

So as Sachin said “YES, WHY NOT??? YOU CAN BREAK MY RECORD!”

GHAJINI movie without Aamir’s daily diary…

As a teenager, I maintained a daily diary where mentioned each feeling I experienced on looking at my crush (or at that time the most important person in life); or even a fight with my friend; or what special thing I did for people around me; or which friend is very near to my heart and how I feel about my teachers, etc...etc…
Obviously unless you don’t come out of the illusion, it’s always love, but once you are out, you name it as crush. (aur koi chara bhi to nahi hai apni bewakufi chhupane ka!)Now when I refer to that diary, I find it so stupid to mention each and every silly feeling in it. But I have hidden those diaries in such a place so that no one else can read my stupidity at least.

As I started working, I couldn’t maintain my diary daily but I surely wrote it when something interesting was going on in my life or something important that I learnt that day or even if there was a special moment of happiness or sadness. I spent hours thinking and writing those moments. Even read what I had written in the past. It was like creating your own world of thoughts and dreams.
Again as I got busier with life and as things got more hectic and as life got more serious in its shade, I hardly felt the need of taking out time to write anything in my diary. I started feeling it was a waste of time and in fact with the extensive use of computers, I doubted if I still remember how to write with the traditional pen and paper.
A few years back when I was working as a teacher, I came across instances with children which I felt worth mentioning in my diary, but I never did that. And now when I try to recall those instances, I can’t. Wish I would have captured them then in my diary(this is also because I have a weak memory).
Even today, when I have been working in office, we come across a lot of funny people (especially with very interesting English. Each time I get a mail, I burst into laughter, no offense intended). But again these instances will be lost from my memory as time will pass by.
However, I firmly believe that maintaining a personal diary is a must, it’s always good to have a flash back in life at times. It is a good scale to measure of how your thoughts have evolved through these years.
Just imagine if in GHAJINI, Amir didn’t write his diary? Jiah khan would have never been able to help him out! And Aamir could never have taken his revenge, in fact Ghajini would have killed Aamir instead. So you see the importance of diary? Hehe…