Bhagoooo........

Caught up in the hustle bustle of our daily life, we sometimes encounter things that have the power to stop us, make us thing about them. Are they from this world? Are they real or Is it only illusion?

I am talking about the supernatural’s tales that we have heard from our grandfathers, tales which are been passing from generation to generations. 

Do you feel scary? Have you ever encountered such thing? If not, Do you want it to happen with you?

These things really interest me so much. Such things never happened to me but many of my acquaintances encountered them. When my families discuss such things at home in childhood, I really become interested but my mother didn’t allowed me to listen to elders and send me to my room. It is because after listening to such stories, I used to wake my mother at night whenever I need to go to restroom. 

Let me share an incident with you that happened in my engineering college.

In my engineering hostel, People used to call the souls. Don’t get scary but tighten the seat belt to feel the turbulent. I never believe them until one good day they ask me to join them. Curious and hungry for new experiences, I joined them. We closed the door, light a candle. We were 5 people. One of us took a register and take out the blank paper from it. He wrote all the alphabets, digits on it and make a round place of the size of 1rupee coin and two similar size holes both its sides and wrote ‘Yes’ and ‘No’ there. Then one of the experienced one asked all of us to place the tip of the finger on the coin and then to concentrate. He told that we all should concentrate and listen to him. We must ensure that our mind does not diverts into anything else the process will fail.

Getting scary to pen at this hour,3.30am. I think it should be better to write during day time. C’mon, be a man. My heart is pounding and stomach is inside out.

The experienced one begun to recite few lines repetitively and after every few trials, he asked a question from a coin. For 5,6 minutes, nothing happened. Excitement lessened. Suddenly, the coin moved to the place where ‘YES’ was written.

The Mantra, he was reciting, “Agar koi achi aatma yahan se gujar rahi hai to is sikke mein aajaye(If any holy spirit is passing from here, please come into this box)” and after repeating it for few times, he looked at the coin and asked, “Have you come?” Just now, I closed my eyes to remember his Mantra and believe me, I begun to feel scary again. I was sitting in my balcony at my hostel and it was raining heavily. Dark places, isolated areas amidst the natural greenery is the abode for them. It was equally scary as interesting. Let us not distract. Ohh shit, as I talk about it, I began to heard voices, voices of some objects falling. What is this now, Have dogs also starts barking or Is it illusion?

I really believe on supernatural’s and I also believe that souls never want do bad to anybody. Conditions applied. There are lot of things that cannot be explain and things we can’t even dream of. 

Sometimes, I think that I also want to see the spooky white figure in the dark as we generally saw in horror movies or heard about them but then I feel that it is because of benefit of me that such figures didn’t gave their appearance to us. Otherwise, I believe they live everywhere. I mean souls. 

When the coin moved to ‘YES’, we all look into each other. Suddenly , the dog started barking. ­­­We asked its name, his place, his sex. The soul was giving the answer by moving the coin to alphabets. We each have one finger tip on the coin. Believe me, nobody was moving the coin, it was all by soul. By touching the coin, we made scene less scary else if we saw the coin moving by itself, might the story ended with Heart attacks. 

We asked many questions from the soul like we ask from an astrologist. Soul was just reading our minds. Whatever answer I thought in my mind, coin begun to move to same direction. After asking lot of questions, we ask the soul to go. We asked the coin, if you are still here. The coin moved to ‘NO’. This was very scary. Only one thought amidst the mind of all, What if the soul didn’t go? But after all, while reciting Mantra, we only asked for a good soul and if it is a good soul, so there was no reason to worry. We tried again and ask the question, coin didn’t move. We switch on the light and breathe a sigh of relief. Experienced one disposes a coin and a paper and asked us to relax. We asked hundreds of questions and soul answers all of them. Believe me, it is really true. The soul just reads the mind. If you ask, what I would be after 10 years and in your mind, you think prime minister, then the coin simply moves to p, then r, i and so on.

Time to move in the room and get a sleep after reciting Gayatri Mantra. 

Note: if you ever find yourself scary or find something invisible or shady soul, demon around you in a dark while you are exploring some place or on the Holidays, always light a matchstick. As I have talked to people in villages and hill stations (due to my background) which are known/believed to be cursed with demons, lots of suffering and pains, I came to know that we must carry matchbox with us in a dark as lighting simply dissipates the unknown. 

There are more horror stories of my life which I share with you soon.

Let me close this topic now as while writing  I was indulged so deeply  in these thoughts that strange voices began to appear in my mind.  

Other 4 were Gagan deep sisodia, Sachin Devra, Ashish Sharma, Manas Grover.

Title samajh nahi aa raha hai....

Some mornings are very boring when we have nothing for us to lined  up while on the others we wish that how good it would be if we had nothing to do. This is one such morning, not a single  reason to get up from the bed. I am just lying from last 2 hours on my bed, listening to music watching the roof thinking what to do but didn’t get any answer. Even the sleep has said NO now.

All the clothes are dirty and smelling badly but I didn’t like to go to Laundry as it is very far. The monsoon of Mumbai made it hard to spot sunlight from last few days. I am also feeling the lack of sunlight in my life. We have class scheduled after lunch but just now received a message that it also got cancelled. Some of the space of my mind is also occupied by the guilty feelings that I am not doing anything and wasting a lot of time. There are lot of subjects to study and lot of things to do  but when I have a relook at them, I reasoned that nothing is really important or I will study it in the exam after all engineers are experienced people habitual of saving back just with one night study. 

The question lies me why should I wake up from the bed. Is there a single activity that provoke me to get up. I didn’t find any. Giving a call to friends at this hour is also not worthwhile as I don’t want them to think that I have nothing to do. Just ping 2 of the online friends but none of them reply.  Even doing nothing had its own fun. I remember when I was in TCS, how much I used to miss my college life and specially the days when time was in abundance. It was hard to get the time for yourself while in TCS. Now, once again when I joined B-school, I find a lot of free time. Perhaps life is like that  fluctuating between the extremes. That is why, it is important to live in a present because the past always looks fabulous as it had already passed no matter how bad it was.  

 At such empty hours, vague thought never spares you and it is actually good for you because for a blogger, such vague thoughts give him the inspiration to write. One such thought came to my mind is that lets make a document having the lyrics of my all time favorites song and save it along with my ultimate intensive rock collection. I begun and do it for 3,4 songs but then I felt “Is it really necessary?”

 I have internet excess 24 * 7 so why to do so. One more option came and eliminated.  I restored my deleted facebook account and it really helped in passing the 5,10 minutes but now again I am  watching the ceiling and listening.  Below are the lyrics of one of my favorite song ‘TIME’ by Pink Floyd which I used to listen when I waste the time knowingly.

Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
You fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way
Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town
Waiting for someone or something to show you the way

Tired of lying in the sunshine
Staying home to watch the rain
And you are young and life is long
And there is time to kill today
And then one day you find
Ten years have got behind you
No one told you when to run
You missed the starting gun

Happiness is something internal

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I believe, happiness is something internal and we seek it into the external world. If you are happy, you are happy no matter how rich or poor you are. Happiness is a state which does not depend on the number of objects of materialistic world that you possesses but about a feeling, state of mind.

Unknown Realtion with Unknowns

Never take anybody for granted

How many times it happened with us that the person on the other side of the table knows us well  but we take him for granted and didn’t even bothered to know him. Yesterday, when I went to the Laundry to give my clothes for washing, the Laundry person said, ”Sir, I am thinking about you. It is so long this time. Have you started washing yourself?” It felt nice that he remembers you. 

Similarly, the security guards at the college gate know so much about our schedule and we aren’t even worried to give them a smile. From time to time, they keep asking, “where is your room partner?” When I was not with my room partner. Sometimes, they said, “You are not going for your morning tea these days.” Isn’t it  nice?

6 months back, I went to Green Hut in Gurgaon near TCS which once was our regular hang out place when I used to work in TCS. Manager came to greet me and then after occupying my favorite seat, waiter came and said, “Sir, Afghani lana hai kya?” He was referring to the Afghani chicken which was my favorite.  I was very much moved. 

Let me tell you the incidence in the mess. The worker there never put the curd in my plate. I wondered. Once I asked him, “Why you are not giving me the curd?” He replied, “Sir, you generally don’t take the curd. If you say so, let me put it.” I said, “NO, not required.” It was equally shocking and pleasurable that he remembers your preferences in a mess where more than 400 students take a lunch/dinner.

It is really nice when your hair dresser already knows what type of hair cut do you want and the waiter knows that you love more garlic in every starter and tea wala knows that you love the strong tea with ginger. These are some of the small beautiful incidences which if you give the thought, they are worth thinking otherwise they are meaningless. Sometimes, I feel even giving them a smile or asking them a simple question like, “how are you” would be enough. These peoples are taking care of us and how selfish it is from our side that we took them for granted. These are just few incidences otherwise it happened with all of us in our daily lives but we are never bothered. 

Krishna Janmashtami

Vow. August is full of nostalgic memories of my treasured moments. Raksha Bandhan, Independence day and now its KrishnaJanmashtami. In hostel, I am sure that this Festival will also go unnoticed  and without any craze like last year. 

Beautiful Roadside Jhanki

On this day, all the temples are decorated with lightening, ice and flowers and many other things hard to recall now, In our town, there used to be a  competition among all the temples for getting the maximum public, for the longest queues . Not this, on the roads, one can see a 3,4 people sitting in a spectacular Jhanki under a tent. 

Everywhere in a temple as well as on these small jhankis, one can see a small sculpture of Sri Krishan Bhagwan(In Hindu mythology, he is considered as one of the greatest Gods who give the world a lesson of Bhagavad Gītā when Arjun was facing a quandary for fighting against his relatives for keeping the Dharma, It was a dilemma of prioritizing between fighting for the right and fighting with one’ relatives )

Courtesy: Google Images,God on Hammock

Sculpture of God Sri Krishna is laid simply on the Hammock with one end towards the general public or religious persons who come to lessen the effect of their sins and to demand some other things. People simply come and moves the loose end of rope for few seconds and leaves. This is a very beautiful soothing site. Swinging the end slowly gives a satisfaction to visitors as it is supposed to give the pleasure to the god and can be considered as a lullaby.

During childhood, I used to go with friends. When entered in college, IT becomes difficult to find the company as the parents and other elders at home didn’t prefer due to rush as well as long standing hours in queue. At teenage , I also observed fast during this day but gradually didn’t know what happen and the zeal abated. One of my cousins who lived with us ‘Saransh’ who is 10 years younger than me loved to go and watched the decorated temples, So many times, I went with him to  watch the temples along with him. As my home is located at such a strategic location, all the temples are very near. So, we used to cover the Jhankis on Road by scooter and then rest of the temples by walk. 

Courtesy: Google Images/Children acting as Krishna, Balram, Radha etc..

‘Bhuteshwar’ temple  is decorated with ice. Hari darshan is known for its infused creativity in all its Jhankis and surprises people every year. ‘Ganga Temple’ is popular for the spectacular Jhankis and is the one most close to my heart. Every temple has its own USP. There is record consumption of ice on this day. Some make the Pseudo Himalayas, in some temples you find the artificially created Zig-zag path like Himalaya mountains which give once a feel of real Vaishnodevi temple in J&K, some makes the environment vey cool. I remember when we used to wait for hours before entering the temple. Now, when I think about it, it made me feel good. But when somebody asked me to go and visit the temple, I started looking for my lost zeal but never find anything.

I love the way it is celebrated. These days, craze seem to be fading due to this modernization even I am a victim. 

This festival is celebrated in a different manner in different parts of country.  I am not aware about South India but in Mahraastra, It is celebrated with tremendous zeal and is known as ‘DahiHandi.’ 

Mathura, where Sri Krishna is believed to be born and Vrindavan(15 km from Mathura), where he spent his most naughty childhood days celebrate this festival with full passion and energy. 

This is day when the brave tales of the God are remembered and their examples are given by the parents to their children. Parents told their children about the Philosophy of Gita which one can always refer at the time of crisis to find the solace.