Ambition - You Bitch!

It stomps all over you with the politeness of King Kong, takes you to all new highs, leaves you breathless and dizzy, makes you tremble, makes you smile, makes you sob, makes you repent, makes you forgive, gives you endless power and snatches away your dignity.

LIFE is probably the only legal drug around!

I was probably ten when I was first asked to write that essay which made its appearance through all my school years under the names of "My ambition in life" to "My goal in Life" to "What I would like to accomplish in life". As I moved from the age of ten to twenty, I began with wanting to be a pilot to wanting to become a teacher to even wanting to become a rock-star. Then there was the stereotypical doctor to a flight attendant to an actor. Its been fourteen long years since when I was first asked that question and my answer is amazingly as unsure as it was back then.

I envy those who know what they want out of life. They're clear, they work for it and some even achieve it. Creative writing happened to me. I didn't plan it and I never pushed for it. It just happened the way one falls in love. A million explanations couldn't possibly justify a why.

I now love what I do and I do what I love. I'm still as confused today when someone asks me "so what's your ambition in life?" I wonder if its professional to say that my ambition is to be as happy ten years down the line as I am today. I wonder if its okay to say that my ambition is to be as whimsical and free spirited and love life the way I did when I was ten. I wonder if its okay to say that my ambition is to remain happy!

It's okay to not know what you want out of life, not have an ambition - so long as you are rightly justifying the lack of knowledge; so long as you are continuously exploring, searching and digging deep for that answer.

Ambition is that quest which doesn't limit you to one goal but empowers you to try a million. Success comes to those without regrets, to those willing to experiment. Life has only one condition attached to it - that you live it. HOW YOU WISH TO DO IT IS WHAT DEFINES YOU!

Lost

I'm lost, I'm hurting and I think I'm doing the right thing. Its been 2 years and 5 months. We clung together, tried to work it out.. but the fights increased and Ive never been so low on self confidence. Everything seems to be my fault. He thinks so, his friends think so, even his sister who I'm crazily fond of thinks so!

I can't stand the tiniest things that make him who he is and vice-versa, yet I've never been treated so wonderfully by anyone else before either. No one apart from my mother could read me the way he did, who was so sensitive to every expression of mine.

Oh, what am I doing? Am I right in giving all this up? People think he's perfect for me..not his people just mine! but that's the way I always portrayed him to them. I know the truth. I know how hard we have to work to keep things going. When things were good, they were excellent but those instances slowly became fewer and fewer till we had nothing but the fights left.

Will he be happier now? Without me? Will things get better for him? I hope so! I really do! I want him to be happy. I wanted him to be happy with me too but things just don't work out the way you want them to.

Life goes on... He'll heal; I may take a while more to heal. I wish he'd realise I'm not such a bad person, that I care for him deeply, that I said what I said because I was so in love with him and I wanted the best for him.

Life goes on.. I'm a survivor and I have the Lord guiding me.. slowly, softly and gently. As long as he is there, there is nothing I cannot survive!

My adopted baby!

Her name was Ramona. She was my adopted kid... for two days. Its part of this wonderful programme organised by the Social Service League of St. Xaviers college wherein you can adopt a child from a lower income group for two days.

The one thing that stood out about this child was that she was beautiful. She had light eyes, brown hair and an amazing smile. She seemed quiet while standing in the line waiting for one of the volunteers to pick her. I walked up to her and asked her if she'd like to spend two days with me. She smiled a very shy smile and said yes!

The games and other interactive assignments started. Ramona didn't want to play, didn't want to dance and didn't want to do anything in particular. I started getting annoyed. I'm not much of the patient types and this was definitely testing it. I couldn't find a single thing for us to do that seemed to interest her. We went to the Byculla zoo the next day. All the kids were excited. I figured.. OOoooh fun! This she should enjoy.

Thats when it happened. We were standing at the entrance of the zoo. All the kids were dancing on the balls of their feet. Jumpin up and down, giddy with excitement. I could feel that familiar excitement too. A zoo after ages. This should be fun. Itll be better than yesterday. Ramona would definitely love today. And thats when she said it - 'My uncle works here. I come here every weekend. This is so boring.'

I wanted to scream!!!!!! S C R E A M. I thought I was doing something nice here. I adopted a monster. She was bored, lacked interest in everything and frankly beginning to annoy me tremendously. I thought to myself... Damn! I should've picked someone else.

As the day wore on, she almost began to cry coz she wanted to leave. Then I did something I regret to this day and wish I'd never said. I got mad at her and told her what an annoying child she was. How extremely boring it was for me to be with her but I still carried on and hence she should be a little more sporty.

Her face visibly fell. Good! I thought to myself. This should teach her to stop being so selfish! She just got quiet after that. Didn't say much. I let it be at that. She fell asleep on me on the drive back. I woke her up when we got back to college. She'd be leaving for her own home in an hour. I thought to myself - its the last hour. Thank God!

There were some more interactive sessions. After which all the kids and volunteers were given goody boxes. It contained some wafers and scones and chocolates and the most delicious chocolate cake from Taj. I knew what was coming before the boxes were being distributed. So i asked her - 'Ramona, do u like cake??' Her eyes lit up for the first time in two days. ' I love cake', she said. 'its my favorite! Especially chocolate flovour.'

I smiled as our boxes came to us and told her. Ill tell u a secret - 'I love chocolate cake too. When I was small, my grandpa used to get cake for me and I would hide and eat it, so my mom wouldn't scold me.' She giggled at that as she opened the box... and then i saw her beautiful eyes light up for the second time that day. She touched the cake almost reverently. She moved it to the side and ate all the wafers first, and then the scones and other things in the box. I had already finished my entire box by then. I smiled down at her as I saw she left the cake for last. I asked her ' best for last huh?'.

She looked up at me... held my eyes for a while, then looked down at her box. She broke the cake piece into half. She gave me one half and said - 'You like this cake, don't u? Here take half!' I stared at her in stunned surprise. I had already wolfed down my cake, barely giving a thought to whether she'd want some of it or no. She was holding my half in her hand and then she closed the box. I asked her - 'Aren't you going to eat the other half?'. She said 'Oh no, Thats for my brother. He loves cake too. But he won't get a chance like me to taste it.'

I just stared at her. Here was a child who could barely afford such luxuries. She was only 8. And here she was sharing the only thing she loved in the entire two days with someone who could buy such cakes at any time and another who didn't even know that a cake was being offered. I was touched. I felt ashamed of myself. I had never come across someone so generous or loving before. I thought of the two days I spent wishing it would be over and then repented. Here I was with such a wonderful human being and I wasted a chance to get to know her better.

She taught me something that a hundred stories wouldn't teach. She taught me to slow down and not judge. She taught me what loving someone means. She taught me what generosity is. I never saw Ramona again. Its been 7 years, but to this day, she flashes across my mind sometimes and I smile....

I went there to make a child happier and came back learning the true secret to happiness!

Living it up!

I remember the first time I saw him. In a white shirt and beige pants. He was sitting on the staircase. There was a door in between us. We were on either side. Every time someone passed through the door, I would get a glimpse of him. I remember, checking to see from below my lashes if he noticed me, but always hoped that he didn’t notice me noticing him.

I remember smiling a lot, so he would notice that. I remember feeling exhilaration and fear when our eyes met for a brief moment. I remember each moment of my body in slow motion… my eyes rushing away, my tummy doing a flip-flop, my breath catching, my thoughts mingling and swirling, the moment of feeling alive, the adrenaline rush, the urge to do a somersault and giggle, my fingers flexing and my toes curling. It was a moment when I felt fully alive; all my senses were thrumming in high wire like before a dangerous jump or a reckless act.

I’m thankful I remember every moment.

Has it ever happened to you?

Just listing down a few things, I think, make me smile.. The little things.. The tiny things

1. Holding a new born in your arms
2. Doing something nice for a friend without letting him/her know
3. Reading an amazing book
4. Crying at the end of a movie
5. Pranks played with friends
6. Pranks played on you by friends
7. When someone stands up for you in front of a whole lot of people..hell..when someone just stands up for you
8. Friends
9. A really funny 'inside ur group' type of joke
10. Surprises
11. Being accepted
12. Getting permission for something you never thought would happen
13. Unplanned outings
14. Beaches
15. Chocolates
16. Playing in the rain
17. Playing with kids
18. Dancing with friends
19. Dancing alone
20. A great online conversation
21. Meeting an intriguing stranger
22. Receiving a tender look from your parents
23. Holding hands
24. Your first kiss
25. Putting ur hand in a sack full of grain and loving the feeling
26. Looking in the mirror and thinking 'wow! I look great today!'
27. A moment of connection with the one above
28. Singing from your stomach
29. A wonderful warm hug
30. Meeting a happy person
31. A gentle platonic kiss
32. The not so gentle and platonic kisses ;)
33. Feeling protected
34. Being protective
35. A good long cry
36. Imaginary friends (v all had them)
37. Flirting
38. Being flirted with
39. lots of pretty clothes
40. An unexpected treat
41. Gossiping
42. Laughing for no apparent reason
43. Bumping into that guy/gal that you've adored for ages
44. Watching nature's bounties

I cant think of anymore right now!! But these are just few of the several hundred that I can come up with!! There's so much in life to value and thank for!!

Bang! Bang!

Guns! Viloence! Silence... There was a time when we read about it in books. Today its our reality! We are dying to be a part of the UN. Only privileged nations make it there. Its all about peace anyway, is it not? Then why the need to be privileged to be a part of the organisation?

Guns! Viloence! Silence... There was time when we experienced life in our neighborhood! Before the Babri Masjids and the local kings! Before the fear to say the wrong thing at the wrong place! Before we were taught nicknames of every religion...

Guns! Viloence! Silence... There was a time when our soul was quiet. When life was about the next moment and not the next 50 years. When we would fling ourselves into our dad's arms. Forgive and ACTUALLY forget. Smile and mean it. Cry over a broken leaf!

Guns! Viloence! Silence... It always ends with silence! When two nations collide..the end is silence! When two religions collide, the end is silence.. and eventually every person is silenced. The fear, the terror and then the silence...

A hush here
A hush there
All fall down!!

Just getting started: Baby Boom

Just getting started: Baby Boom