Beautiful Stranger

Beautiful Stranger

Day and night I think about you,

Who are you? A dream or reality,

I can see you, I can feel you,

You are my destiny, you are my fate,

You are a beautiful stranger…

I wanna meet you, I wanna touch you,

I wanna hold you, I wanna kiss you,

Waiting for that ‘perfect’ moment,

When you will be in front of my eyes,

Driving me crazy, dancing in the rain…

I am losing myself looking into your eyes,

I feel warmth of love deep down inside,

Then I hear your silky voice,

An unknown voice but still so known,

A voice of destination of this endless voyage… 

We started walking through wild countryside,

Holding hand in hand, taking leap of faith,

Thus come twilight time and we reach beach side,

We set there in deep silence,

Talking in our hearts, looking into eyes,

Then comes the moonlight,

To touch our heart and soul, to take us to our divine goal…  

-anoop

Down the memory lane...

I was searching something on internet yesterday night and I came across an interesting website on Hindi literature. I visited couple of sections, and started traveling down the memory lane.

So, when I was visiting some of the pages of the website I came across the page of "मुहावरे" (Idioms) in Hindi, and just like typical flashback in Hindi movie, I came from  family of 'mango people', had my schooling in Hindi medium and upbringing like a very normal Indian family of 90's. I was remembering my school days when we were very close to being "Bharatiya" rather than modern Indians. I realize we are missing a lot of things in our life, and I don't think that this neo-generation has any idea about being true "Desi" and they have been eating whatever "Desiness" is been provided by some stupid programs on stupid television channel. The time is not far when we have to find a true Indian in India and this mix bread will take over all. 

Anyways, serious talks aside, I am writing this post for those old memories so lets start a journey with me down the memory lane- 

Language: Ha, I love that language... so informal (with friends) and so respective and formal (with elders) but still a language that directly touches heart, mind and soul. Usage of local/regional words, idioms were the icing on the cake. I remember when just out of fun, me and mine friends in high school class started using those idioms in regular language!!! There is no comparison between that language and this "khichadi" hinglish. 

Games: I have played every possible roadside/indoor game in my childhood, be it late night cricket on road in high school days or paper boat racing during rainy season when I was 4-5 yrs old, it was true fun and enjoyment. The days were full of 'sakal-bandi', 'chupam-chupai', 'sitolia', 'gadha maar' or the best flying kites all day! A great social gathering and great physical activity, where are those days and where are those games... X-Box, PS, Nintendo are good but .... something is missing. 

People: I can still feel warmth of some people I met in my childhood, most of them were genuine and they used to meet because they liked it, not just because they have some secret agenda behind it. I have seen some fights, but at the same time I have seen that how same people make up during festive seasons. I rarely feel that connection with people now a days. 

Festivals: I love to see that time again, when people used to celebrate festival just for pure fun and enjoyment rather than showing off. Most of the festivities are losing their grace in all show off today, and I doubt when if we even enjoy any festival to the core of our heart. 

Life: I feel really bad sometimes when I write some blog about lifestyle or some place, because I am not doing anything out of the league. But to most of the readers that is new, the reason is simple that we have lost touch with reality. Most of the events/blog entries that I post used to be a part of out daily life which is lost in time... and now we see them as some big deal. I feel pity for the generation who have to visit some "Dhani" to see a village life or those engineers in Bangalore those eat at Grameen and feel good about it...

There is a reason why we watch those old Doordarshan Ad's on YouTube, there is a reason that why Mile Sur Mera Tumhara still the best and there is a reason why we miss Surabhi, Hum Log, Dekh Bhai Dekh, Vyomkesh Bakshi... the reason is that we are still the same from deep inside. So why not just move few kilometers out of your cities, and witness life and things that I described above still exists... it just we who don't want to see the reality around us. 

Far away in sunshine…

Life is a journey, a journey of some known and some unknown motives. Most interesting fact about life is that most of us claim to know our destination, but very few of us know what our real destination is. I am not in a position to comment anything about others with my little experience and experiment over the mystery called life. But, I would love to comment about my personal experiences.

I have been a firm believer of the fact that if journey is eventful then there is no reason to worry about the destination. Sometimes an endless path itself could be a destination. We are here to play a role, and if possible, to contribute in some way… so if the focus is just on our respective destinations then aren't we called selfish? And may be possible that we get satisfied enough that we hesitate to move forward. So, why not treat those destinations as little stopovers where we reach, take some rest and move forward. Probably it will be more fun to explore a brave new world, to meet new challenges, enjoy little moments and live every day on the edge as if there is no tomorrow.

As I mentioned earlier, it was totally my perception of life and it depends on one's perception about how he or she like to live life. For some it is all about destination and for some it is a fulfilling journey. But for most of us, neither we know the exact path and nor we have a destination, life is just about running around with total randomness and or being a part of some rat race. So, let's take a minute out of life and think about it!

Ciao…