You can run and hide..but life wont leave you alone

Recently I happened to watch a Tamil movie, of course complete with English subtitle, called Anbesivam. It had this wonderful line among all other super dialogues in it

“You can run and hide..but life wont leave you alone”.

And now more I think of the dialogue more I fall in love with its realistic-ness (is that a word??), practicality and relevance. Life goes on, it just never ends. Time keeps doing thing at its pace, the only thing we need to do is to follow it at the same pace. If we are able to do so, we are living a satisfied life, if we are fast, an excited one and if slow, well, that’s the time where this quote helps to uplift your spirit.

The best thing about bad times is that it gives you time. Actually the second best thing. It will burden you with endless, directionless, absurd and abstract thoughts and render you totally jobless. Now being jobless may seem like a dream come true in this fast moving world, but being busy with your thoughts, alone, is horrible. It’s like having nightmare chase you even in the broad daylight. You will want to run, may be hide or in the worst of cases, end it all in one shot. Or at the second thought you can wait!

Accepting life might pose a big hurdle. A broken spirit, shattered expectations, clueless paths and what all not, in midst of such disaster finding a light which promises shine is one big challenge in itself. And then at times you even don’t have enough time to wait and things seem like an ever increasing pile of problems. No matter if the start of this unfortunate part of life was big or small, our attitude and confusion only make it worse and we tend to hate the upcoming moment before it can surprise us with something wonderful.

This is the time when you need to start taking things slow. Leaving one thought after another, slowly. It will take time for sure. A great deal of it. But eventually, one will discover that it’s possible. And as one of the really talented blogger writes “May be waiting isn’t all in your plans , but at some point in the journey called life, you might want a mind set to give up what you have planned to accept Life” Believe me Life really never leaves you alone, even in the worst of scenario. If all walk out, your life will still be there with you. So why leaving such a good friend? Every other second of life is an unopened gift box, it’s in our hand whether we care to open it with a smile.

And yeah, the first best thing about bad times is that it never stays for long. So who knows, the wait might last only for a little while.

Why-O-Why Dear Lions!

There was a sign at Anna Zoological Park on some Chimp's prison...

Imagine Yourself at their place.
DON'T TEASE ANIMALS

..followed by a pic of a man inside that cage and animals teasing him from outside. Well we happened to be in a similar situation...not in the prison...but in a bus well protected by net made of wires..when we went out for Lion Safari in the same Zoological Park.

Now everyone knows how kids are excited to see animals...(fine i get it that i am 19, but i ll always be a kid at heart)..they scream, they make noises...they point fingers...and they try to talk in animal's lingo also...

And guess what happened when we were in the bus..AND THE LIONS OUT..ALL FIVE OR SIX OF THEM..MOVING AROUND...

Guess...

well...they were just NOT INTERESTED in us ..huh!

They didn't roar, not even a squeal... people on the bus cried theirs lung out...screaming at them and roaring at them as if teaching a baby how to speak..and the lions...they got up and moved to a different place..some lazy ones just looked up to us and then back to the ground.

Why-o-why Dear Lions have to break Little Gul's heart :( Insaan to insaan ab to jaanwar bhi unreliable rehgaye...dil k armaan aansuo.n me beh gaye. :(

Ye aankhen utha k zara dekh to lete :(

The white tiger though was a little upset from me...and roared while walking here and there...and little me loved it.. :)



P.S.

1. It's supposed to be my 50th post and i dedicate it to Lions, Animals, Lovely and Amazing ME to our National Animal...the TIGER..(i know white tiger is not the one..but hey it might be our Tiger's brother and also he roared at me :D lols. ) because like our National Game, which i so loved watching :( our National Animal too need us...with only 1411 left of them.

2. I know I am sounding insane...i a m a l i t t l e t o r n a p a r t...ll be back with some better stuff when iamalltogether.. [ yup! this is abridged from somewhere i don't care to remember ;) ].

Adios!

Shattered Expectations

I come down to my knees
to please you..
to worship you..

But like all worldly Gods..
you turn gray
and run away.

Not realizing my
bleeding heart lays
beneath your feet..

You walk away crushing
the last hope
i hold to breathe

I don't know why
i fall so low
coming near your toe

What i want is small
i want you to hold me
and break this fall

Am i asking for
something big
you dont wish to give?

Say it again

Say it again, Oh Baby! Say it again
Let me be clear, Let me hear it again
Let me see my world fall apart
Oh Baby! Let me witness my part

I tell you I am not strong
But I know, I have to take this along
I know the words you will convey
Oh Baby, but if you should, then you may

Don't hide it, don't fake it anymore
Go if you want to, just say it once more
Don't worry if it will hurt, if it will pain
You see Dear! It's about love and loss, not gain

So, Say it again, Oh Baby! Say it again
Let me be clear, Let me hear it again

It's not easy, to see this fall
But it's harder, to carry this all
So It's better, you kill me right here
Oh baby, Don't bother about every year




When I look down in your eyes, today
I see no place, nowhere for me to stay
I knew you would leave me, somehow
It's a bit early Dear, But if it is, let it be now

So, Say it again, Oh Baby! Say it again
Let me be clear, Let me hear it again

And while you walk down the other way
For one last time, let me ask you this straight
You remember, the other day when you came
Was it only to leave me, all over again?

Thinking over things...lately!

World is full of so many surprises…they make you laugh...they make you cry..But ultimately they add up in your experiences and make you a mature person...No matter which road you take...What choices you make...You will always achieve what’s already written on your fate…and no one else can realize this better than me… (by the way did u realize that those four lines actually rhymed) I think I am the Queen in the game of fate..have seen it change so closely and so dramatically that I am sure my life could be easily made in a chart bursting movie…I want Vishal Bhardwaj to do the music please :D :P

Why I am back to blabbering again? Well there are loads of reason to it...First of all I am too busy to think...So am back at what I am best at...Speaking without thinking...And that doesn’t mean speaking senseless stuff..But speaking what mind and heart thinks and the first instance...The pure and innocent thought...I love spontaneity...that’s so me :) …Second reason there are too many things happening at the same time..They make me think…yes I am capable of doing so x-(...Thirdly...My blog badly needs a new post...eeks! its getting dusty here…So here I am.

First of all A very happy B’day to my little, mighty, thinny, sweetu, intello Bro..

!!HAPPY BURRDAY ZAID!!

(he is the one in the rusty red shirt)

Live long and thoda gussa kam kariyo iss saal..pata hai kya..you became an adult..:D :D lolz…you are 18..still 2 young 4 me to believe..

Second and probably the most important thing I am going to speak about is about the people who think they are the BOSS! I so wanted to write about it from long but then was too afraid to do that…I am still confused whether I am brave enough...but I just want to write and get it done...I know Dhir is gonna like this..

Some people who think they have a little power in their hands think others’ life belongs to them. Life tak ki baat hoti tab bhi shayad I would have not been this angry and frustrated...but then you want someone to surrender their dignity before you…what you think you are...that’s just not acceptable...You have to understand that if you are surviving its only because someone else is putting his/her heart and soul in your work...You can step on their heads and climb to the highest possible peaks….but don’t torture them to an extent that they remove their head underneath your feet...and you come down tumbling and falling upside-down..Remember world is round and what you give comes back to you..

Worst is that all those who call themselves professionals and are practicing so called “professionalism” have not even a hint of the meaning of the word….you may have education..but you are an empty head sans knowledge…you may have tailored suits but no conscience inside to wear..you are a father to 18 years old girl and you make your employee’s life miserable..what kind of human you are…stray dogs have standard before you…wish I could stand before you and speak to you..but maybe I am just too afraid of your character to have the courage ..but certainly you have proved that it’s a man’s world…and being a woman is a challenge….i am lucky not to have encountered such a situation..but I pity those whom you have eyed…you are all the symbols known to the people of Roadies, Splitsvilla, Emotional Atyachaar etc….

Deep breath..!!

That’s one thing which was troubling me from many days..more I think more it troubles..if it could happen to your friend/colleague/ neighbor, imagine how close it was to happen to you…get Goosebumps whenever think of it…

Anyways, the main purpose of this post is to tell that I might not be blogging for the coming 3 months..I have exams in May and have literally got the one and only chance to give my best…have absolutely no reason to give to my temptations this time…Just pray friends that I am able to make it..Rest I know Allah is all kind to make happen what should suppose to be happening in my best of best interest :)

And yeah! Forgot to tell lately I have been all smiles..thats after I got hospitalized for one week..sick viral fever..I am underweight….though weigh more than Kareena..but underweight…anyways happiness has got nothing to do with my hospitalization..that was just an update…I am happy because some sweet people are making it so for me :)…lately I have started getting those chubby cheeks back..lets see if its because of that magical curve which sets things right :)

IT Dept says : It’s OK to forget your Father’s name

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Office is fun. You gotta admit that. We are some sort of Chartered Accountants and because our government is trying hard to be widely branded as tech savvy or at least catch-up with the bird called Internet (of which they have absolutely no idea!), they require us to file some qualifying asessees' returns online. And for all this info (which just passed over your head) we require the EXACT name written on the PAN Application form (submitted ages ago) and because all our client hate keeping records, we end up calling the Income Tax Department every time.

IT Dept. is one step ahead of us. They will only speak to the Asessee (as if all rich people are literate and they will understand this long process and agree to talk to IT Dept!) and not to the agents or any associates.

We are the sandwiched species. If we can’t get the EXACT name submitted ages ago, boss will kill us, and IT dept. will no ways give us the name for they are partners in our tortures :(. We the enlightened (not to forget sandwiched) species devised a new way in all this tension, for necessity is the mother of innovation.



We made one of our colleague to speak to those extra cautious IT People as a 58 year old un-concerned Client named Abubacker...What happened after that is the history you ought to know:

Colleague: Hello Sir, I want My PAN Details as submitted in the beginning to file my returns online.

IT Dept.: Your name Sir

Colleague: (In his young 20 year old voice, calling the 58 year old guy's name) Abubacker.

IT Dept.: (On checking records and discovering an astonishing fact) You are 58 year old Sir?

Colleague: Yes Sir! (Making his voice a little coarse) Now may I have my PAN Details?

IT Dept.: One Minute Sir.(Confused) May I know your father’s name?

Colleague is now stunned, looking at everyone and suddenly realizing he doesn’t know his (Or Abubacker’s) father’s name..He motions to others and all are searching for the file for good 20 minutes)

Colleague: (To break the silence on the phone) One second sir..just a minute..

And then a sigh of relief...We got the file and the exact paper which has Abubacker’s name.

Colleague: (Struggling to read the name) its..Aa - Aa - M - I - R..Its “Aamir” sir.

And the conversation goes on for another fifteen minutes for which colleague ends up flipping every single paper in the file. But somehow the Chartered Accountancy student succeeds in making a fool of that paid Sherlock Holmes of IT Dept. and get the exact PAN Details (even when he forgets his father's name).

Moral of the story: It’s OK to forget your Father’s name. :D

Watchout for JaimyLiz

All the world is writing and as if it was not enough the new saviour-of-the-world, pronunciation-expert, that’s-out-of-fashion-commenter, miss. Perfectionist has decided to give me a run for my followers. The girl-just-so-not-next-door and perhaps the perfect living human being (or how she likes to call her as) has gifted the blogging world her gracious presence. Beware people. Jaimy is blogging @ JaimyLiz.

She is a dear friend and perhaps the bestest of bestest critics. Honest to the core (so much that at times u just hope she lies). A great friend in need and when you don’t need. Guidance you ask and a new world of opportunity she shows. A creative mind directed by and dedicated to God. At times she is too emotional and at the other hand she is just so brave. We were just mirror to each other until I got matured and she chose to remain the same :P.


One thing I can assure you is that if u chose to follow her blog you ll be shaken or rather challenged at your beliefs, your style quotient, your sense of humour and everything which she chose to write about. She is one right person in one wrong profession. Chartered Accountancy needs her brain but Law is where she could have used her real talent- debating. Her thoughts are simple and very straight forward- this is so and so it is. Simple and Final.

There is a lot ot know about her but this is no testimonial just a simple introduction. But still why am I writing thesis on her is only coz I love her and am sure you will like her too (and also because she wrote about me so I had to return the favour :P ) Don’t forget to check out her blog.


P.S. Jaims I wrote what you wanted me to write…ab to I can wear mera jhinga lala wala dress..pls :(