A Perfect Life

Can life ever be perfect? A perfect question that has a perfect answer – No! or probably the answer is – Yes! Your life is in fact perfect, just the way it is, at this point of time, this moment. The only thing is we do not understand it that way!

There was a little girl, vivacious, pretty, beautiful, a ‘little’ dumb yet intelligent girl who lived in a place lively as herself. She wanted to live life in her own terms, but she was getting old and the parents – older. Her parents loved her very much and was concerned that she found a man who would take care of her. She wanted to find the perfect someone, the one she could spend her life with, share it with him, and enjoy the little joys of being together, waking up on the same side of the bed… very small, little things.

Her parents were concerned. The astrologers had predicted that she should be married before October or she may never get married at all. They loved their child and they could not see her future without a companion. Then one day, she was given an ultimatum, life came to a standstill for her and there was a showdown. She loved her parents immensely, so reluctantly she said yes to the proposal that had come in. The boy was from the gulf, working in a renowned international company at a managerial post. The parents were elated, relatives delighted, sensing the wonderful food they could have at the reception.

Both of them got married. The parents were relieved, the relatives burped and the couple began living their life of togetherness.

A week after she left to the Gulf with her husband, she came back. She felt cheated, she felt ‘f***ed’ up. Her marriage is on the brim of destruction. She is anticipating divorce! The parents are shocked. They said to her – ‘You should try to adjust.’ Her relatives had a hot topic for discussion over tea and coffee. ‘The boy is so handsome and well accomplished. It must be her fault!’

The relationship hangs on a thin thread now. Its like a cricket-match where 50 runs are needed in the last over. The result is known and the next six balls are just a formality unless some miracle happens…But there are no winners in this match.

The guy is gay!

Coming to my earlier question - ‘Can life be perfect?’
Difficult question, and as I consoled her, this was my take on it, my absolute gibberish take.

You wanted to live your life on your own terms. This experience has made you wiser. Parents will always be concerned, that is their job. Relatives will always be entertained, that’s what they are for. But you have to live in this world for yourself. Now you can. You treaded the path you parents wanted you to take. It failed miserably. Now there are no reasons you cant live life on your own terms. Life has given you that chance. Isnt life just perfect?

I guess it is. But it is painful. I admit it. But Life is perfect. In the larger scheme of things, everything fits perfectly somewhere else. Probably the guy might also have been coerced into marriage. He must have broken someones heart before getting married. Damages have been done, people have been hurt. But wounds heal. Time is the best healer. The perfection of life is probably in its imperfection. So gift yourself to life.

Feel the wind from the sea, spread your arms and embrace it. Walk barefoot in the sand. Draw your dreams with your toes in the sand. Love yourself. That’s the companion you have to share your life till the end of time. No matter what!

Love you Pinky. Love your smile. Show it to the world… Charm them, charm yourself…

My dream house

A little away from lonavala, i stumbled on this place... a place where i would like to build my dream house!!

Its all coming back to me now...

It has been 8 years when i sketched the last. The last i did it was in my final year design paper and i have never sketched ever since. The mouse took away the experiene of the pencil and my sketching floated into the horizon. So when i decided to go to Lonavala along with Kunal and Sasha (a Lab dog), i stole a pen tablet from the office and took it there. We drove around, went to Amby Valley, also stopped for a long time at a place, i dont remember the name, but it was beautiful. The sketches were done later in the hotel room which captured the essence of what i saw, the landscape, people, couples in love, lonely people, all kinds of people.. I had planned to write, but then, words wouldnt come out as i wanted. So instead i opened Photoshop and tried out quick sketching... Quick sketching, essentially is to capture the essence of the scene in front of you in less than 5 min. I was struggling initially, but it is getting better... i hope it gets better! It was a loong long time, but what came out was some things like this...

Sasha, waiting for Kunal, looking at the door to open


A scene from a film on a TV channel


A couple having a silent conversation at the restaurant in the resort


On the way to Amby Valley (The temple on the rock is my addition)


Another couple

Jab we met

My fav - Jerry Lewis

He taught me to smile, even at the toughest moment... Jerry Lewis, wherever you are... you are my hero! Thank you so much!

A wonderful film...

Me: I am feeling low. So low, i would have been in the basement. My heart was clinging on to the skin and piercing my thoughts. I should be enthusiastic. I have started working on my dream project. There is a vacuum in my heart. I remember the sadness that had enveloped me on the day when i was supposed to be happiest. Why is it that way?

Conscience: Dont seek happiness just be happy!

Me: How? What difference has it made to anybody? what dfference will it make for anybody?

C: There is somebody who you will make a difference to..

Me: Who?

C: You will know?

Me: When?

C: You will know.. beep beep beep