Filed under: Essays — chapters @ 2:36 PM
Don’t forget to click on the photographs to see the lights going out. I also switched off my flat’s lights on 28th March from 8.30 PM to 9.30 PM. But this photo series does not include my flat’s pics 
On another note, it is a revolutionary step taken. We should co-operate with such things.
Filed under: Essays — chapters @ 11:55 AM
They are flying everywhere… roaming here and there. They disturb me when I am doing something which can be called as “work”. They are so much irritating. They keep on buzzing about every this and that. When I look at something, they start analyzing that and then jumping up and down restlessly. Sometimes, they are in different colors… red, blue, green, orange, purple… and some other times they are pure black …
But, the moment I sit down and try to catch them, they just vanish with a ‘pop’ … They are there, happily zooming in-n-out until and unless I pay any attention to them. When I look at them and start to rearrange them & form something meaningful out of them, they play hide n seek with me.
This is happening with me from some couple of weeks. I don’t know what to do and how to tame them!!!
Getting confused??? Okay… I am talking about the “Words“… I have so much to write about, but when I start to write, words betray me. They just dont flow freely from my mind as they used to. Still, while I am away from the computer, they just peep behind my mind and force me to run behind them. But I am not able to catch them. How am I going to make my blog live without my thoughts getting converted to words, and then sentences and paragraphs???
Please God, save me from this dilemma… Please ask those words to come out of their hibernation and feel free. I am not going to hurt them. I just need them to sit as I arrange and I promise I will never curse them. I will even not complain about their constant buzz in my head, if only they will co-operate me while writing and keeping this blog alive…
Filed under: Behind the screen..., Down the memory lane..., Essays, Stories..., craps ..., uuphh yeh life!!! — chapters @ 7:14 PM
She opened the ICICI home page; Clicked on the Personal Login button. A new page came up with 2 vacant fields for User Name and Password. She entered the User Name and then she entered the Password…
And, he came back to her memories once again. Till then, she was thinking that she had erased every single thing related to him from her memory, but how worng she was!!! Every time, she logged into her ICICI bank account, he came back with the password she had set long ago… his name along with his birth date.
Her face was sullen with the helplessness she felt with his memories around, those memories she had thought that she had successfully escaped from. The night came back to her, when he had abandoned her and went out of her life with a jerk to start a new life with some other girl. She felt the dizziness of that night.
She felt hatred for herself for not being able to forget him completely…. There was a long pause before she clicked LOGIN button. She got into her account and the first thing she did was, she looked for the “Change Password” link and clicked on it.
Old Password : She filled it with his name and birth date… For the last time, she thought.
New Password : She typed a new password.
Confirm Password : She typed the new password once again.
Now, she clicked the SUBMIT button. With the flash of the message on the screen, “Your password has been changed successfully”, there was a smile on her face with another flash of a message in her mind, ” Your life has been changed successfully…”. 
Filed under: Down the memory lane..., Essays, uuphh yeh life!!! — chapters @ 10:58 AM
Finally, today this link opened up. This site has been blocked in my office, and I was never able to opene it using a proxy even, as the proxy site was always overloaded. but today, luckily, the proxy was not overloaded and here I am writing my post .
I hope, I will come back with some other posts today
Filed under: Behind the screen..., Essays, Family..., uuphh yeh life!!! — chapters @ 3:29 PM
Imagine, a 50 years old lady, widow, with the memories of a dead son. That’s the lady who is working in my new flat. I call her Maasi. I did not know about her son. I had assumed that she had a family back at her home and she must be coming here after her daily house hold works. I had imagined a son; who would be working somewhere, a daughter-in-law; who would be quarrelling with Maasi for one reason or other, a grand-son; who would love Maasi more than his own mother, and would be crying when Maasi left for work. That’s a usual scene in an Indian family staying in a slum. But how wrong I was!! i missed out that life can be more ruthless sometimes. When Bou, asked Maasi about her family, then only, I came to know about it.
And I thought that I was the person who was worst bitten by life, with a job where I get rank 3 even after working day and night but still getting a decent salary to meet all my requirements, a place which I hate but still staying there as it is nearer to my home town, parents whom I miss very much but they stay just 440 KM away from this place and I can go to see them every other weekend, a loving brother, a sweet bahbhi who stay abroad but will come anytime I need them, a 1 year old cute niece whom I had seen only twice but will do anything to keep her happy.
Now think about Maasi’s life; so empty, so lonely…I don’t have words to explain, I don’t have guts even to imagine her life. And there she is living with the guts to face all these and she has succeeded. She doesn’t beg… she works and lives on whatever she earns. Everybody says to face THE LIFE. But how many actually FACED it??? Life is not easy for everybody. There are tensions, problems in every house you would pick. I felt, that I am lucky. If you don’t feel the same way, then stand where Maasi is standing now and you would know. I laughed at those mails which said “Life is beautiful”, but today I can say that life is indeed beautiful. It is you who does not appreciate your life. You never know what will happen in the next moment!! You are lucky that you have your family. And have a heart for all those people who are not so lucky. Grab everything life throws at you. Because who knows, what’s there in the future??
I wish I could have helped Maasi in some way, but those are beyond my capabilities. I can not make her feel the same way she would have felt, if her family were with her… I can only pray that May all her future days would be smoother…
