Thursday, July 9, 2015

Respect for men of all these shades!


Adam Sandler in '50 first Dates'
Dev Anand in 'Guide'
Ashton Kutcher in 'A lot like love'
Girish Karnad in 'Manthan'
Mark Ruffalo in 'Just Like Heaven'
Rahul Bose in 'The Japanese Wife'
Tom Hanks in 'Sleepless in Seattle'
Ranbir Kapoor in 'Barfi'
Gerard Butler in 'P.S. I love You'


All these men with their roles in the mentioned feature films reinstate my faith in the being of 'Man' as a sensitive, intellectual, graceful, subtle, loving, giving and seamlessly tireless human being. Respect for men of all these shades!

Tuesday, June 30, 2015

Gaining wisdom through my wisdom teeth

I am 30 now, however all my wisdom teeth were up and functional (read vestigial, because that’s what they are) at the age of 26. And out of my personal experience, I can conveniently say that wisdom teeth have a mind of their own, they know when to be born and when to die and just as a part of the practice they began to decay and cause enormous pain. 

I have heard from different people that the pain caused by a decayed tooth is the second most difficult natural pain that humans can endure after the one caused because of labour. So, with such a severity I one day decided to go to a random dentist near the place that I live, to get some insight as to what I must do with my pain and the teeth. The doctor with very little probe decided to get my mouth open and start drilling into it suddenly putting me through to a feeling like an unexplored cave with tools that resembled a spanner, a screw-driver and a driller; after a while I could also hear crackling sounds from inside my mouth like that of stones being broken with a hammer, this was his attempt to extract my first wisdom tooth and at the end of this one and a half hour of ordeal I was left with a feeling of mental and physical trauma. I was wondering as to how will I get my remaining three teeth extracted if this is the pain and ridicule I have to bear with and then suddenly I remembered a long time dentist that I had been to as a child who repaired my broken tooth with gentleness once when I had met with an accident. I now decided to go to this dentist whose clinic is called Abhinav Dental Care. I discussed with them about my problem and they advised me to come on later date and that they would make the extractions as per my convenience and ability to cope-up with the first one! 

When I went for the first extraction the dentist began to speak with me about what I do and such stuff, moving further when he had to clog my oral space with some of his tools he knew to ask the right questions to keep me busy in my mind and yet not give verbal answers but where verbal nods were enough of a response. At the end of 30 minutes, he said "rinse your mouth", I asked him what for? (Because I didn’t feel the need to)…and he said, “you got to rinse your mouth after the extraction is over!” I was amazed at the scope that the same surgery that looked like a landslide and earthquake put together a month ago, now was more like cutting a cake! I was totally taken aback and my faith was restored!

Like most other professions, the medical fraternity also has professionals who are not in sync with their work and then there are the best of best ones on the same platform, but what makes these doctors different is the way they deal with lives and their capacity to see blood, filth created by accidents, gore and much more. At a time when everyone is panicked these are the guys that choose to stay calm and not show their fears on their faces. 

On one hand I feel extremely grateful of the fact that I have a few friends who are fine doctors as their profession needs them to be while reflecting their personal human ideologies and learning in making their work look more meaningful, but on the other hand I see doctors who are not well equipped either in knowledge, capacity or in their technical ability to deliver their profession well and it’s ironic that we can do very less about it. 

But there is a good news, all the doctors that are going to be made after today are in our control, it comprises of those who are still doing their matriculation, those who are in their 10+2 and it also includes all the young ones below that age group, all we have to do is to constantly help them understand the value of every human life in each action that we do, we got to help them trust, we got to tell them that money is not the key of all things, we got to help them realize that they are strong enough to take up a responsibility that deals with lives directly, we got to explain to them about self-respect at each step, while we teach them the finer details of the ‘dignity of labour’ and when we are successfully able to tell them all of these, we got to tell them each day that we love them for their presence in our lives! And this will ensure a great of deal of game-changing doctors!

May there be healing in every touch of the doctors!
May there be love and willingness to cure
Happy Doctors' Day!

My very own Goodwill Stores

Little did I know about the Goodwill Stores and the way it worked until a good friend told me that he picked up a TV and a couch from one such store on his short term visit to USA at a collective price of $11. It was surprising to me how social work could shape up in such a fine business model. It was heartening for me to see that, at a time when most of the world is busy trying to find ways out to make money, there's a concept that liberally disposes money to all the classes of people. Goodwill has ever since kept me thinking.

My father was a businessman and he had to make day-to-day dealings with various merchants like stationers, cloth sellers, food raw material suppliers and much more and since I was a very little girl that time, I would go to most of these vendors along with him as a part of my scooter rides. His dealings with all the merchants were ever so crisp and friendly and so well stuffed with honesty and humanity that it made him stand out as a customer. His goodwill was building without he knowing it much and then over the years, when his business grew his goodwill was reflective, as the transactions were made in large sums of money and large consignments of goods sheerly on trust and name basis.

The years went by...the goodwill multiplied, what stopped was his breath. This day eleven years ago, he moved on with his journey to another world and what he left for us more than memories was goodwill. His last journey was carried out in an army vehicle instead of an ambulance much out of goodwill for a civilian businessman. Whichever old places we go to or his old friends that we happen to meet never cease to rave about his genuinity; no money loans ever taken by him were pending (which could have made us suffer if not dealt well with). Even today when I go to some of those stores where I can get my school stationery supplies or to the cloth merchant, they behave more as my uncles than mere businessmen; I happen to receive goods from them on sixty percent or more discounted prices...simply because I am the daughter of Ramnath Shah. This way all the places where my father touched his soul, he created a much personalized goodwill store for us, his children!

With this, I would like to ask a simple question to all of you reading this note...what is it that you want to leave for this world, for your children, for those who cherished your existence?
I received Goodwill as inheritance from my father and I would like to create that for my generations to come and for everyone who thought my existence was worthwhile.

Think.Love.Live!
Nirupama

Sunday, May 10, 2015

Krishna and Yashoda in conversation

As a daily morning ritual, my family and I listen to some of our favourite devotional songs, as we sip our tea. One in the list is a beautiful conversation between Krishna and Yashoda. There are several such conversational songs, but this one in particular is special as it shows little Krishna in a 'grown-up' light. The flow of conversation is subtle, yet intense as Krishna discloses his inner thoughts about love for mother. The more interesting factor is the language of the song. One ought to know Hindi to be able to comprehend the true colour of this song. And therefore, I leave the rest to you the reader, to read, understand and relish this beautiful conversation!

माखन में 'माँ' शब्द समाहित इसीलिए मोहे भावे
जब जब लगे मेरे होंठों से माँ तेरी याद दिलावे

माँ जब तू ले हाथ में मथनी दही मथने को बैठे
तू जाने है तेरा कान्हा छुप छुप तुझको देखे
जाने है तो हाथ से अपने क्यों नहीं खिलावे
मैया.... चोरी करन उकसावे

माँ तुझसे ये नाता ही तो माखन सा है मीठा
इस बंधन का मतलब मैंने है तुझसे ही सीखा
तेरे नैना हर पल ही तो नेह बरखा बरसावे
मैया.... हरदम प्यार जतावे

:)

Saturday, April 25, 2015

A sea, Two boats and a heart of gold!

In every realm, in every kingdom… new or old!
There lives a sea, two boats and a heart of gold.

The fate of boat is set by the act of the sea.
The Heart of gold, however stands watching the journey.

With the ebbs and the flow
The heart forgets to know
That without even touching the sea
It has become a part of their destiny.

Now the sea looked at the heart of gold with a smile.
It said, just like the way you get moved by me and the boat, for a while
There are very many hearts that get moved by what you do
Without any talk, meet and sometimes just without even knowing you!

So now as you know this, make your heart always shine
Make all the journeys easier be it theirs, be it mine!

Saturday, April 4, 2015

To love or not to love


So, this morning I feel an urging need to write down something here that’s about love relationships. For the past sometime, I have been seeing some of my really loving, confident and honest friends publish posts that talk depressingly about love relationships, which portray a bitter picture of being in love. To this I have a few things to say…

*Love is a mysterious thing, you will not understand the how, what and why of it most of the times!

*However mysterious it is, it is one of the simplest and subtlest of all emotions that any living being can comprehend. Therefore you will surely end up falling in love with someone, because it comes naturally to you and everyone else!

*What we forget (when in love) is that if you love someone, it never is a rule to have it reciprocated. But when we are in love, we mostly, make an effort to make the person who we are in love with fall for us!

*When in a relationship someone says an ‘I love you’…it mostly means an ‘I love you’ ONLY. Understanding hidden meanings behind the 3 golden words complicates stuff…. An ‘I Love You’ rarely depicts a commitment for marriage…but we assume!

*I have also seen quite a lot of people say… “I have wasted so many years with him/her, just to get dumped”. Guys can you please explain what happened to your head in those years that you were ‘wasting’ with them, those exact years that you now feel wasted were once termed as ‘Golden’? Please explain…not to me…to yourself!

*Wanting to get married to the person you love is very natural to most people, but when it does not materialize please understand that there are hundreds of reasons that come into picture. When you love a certain person, all his/her cute and sweet habits are for you to see only for a few hours. Marriage is about seeing each other and their behaviour almost all the wake hours of your life and that is a big game changer for the decision making! Those who cannot agree for marriage are not cowards or cheats all the time.

*It is only marriage and love relationships in which there is a scope of breach, because we as a society have created the scope. Meaning, when you are angry or not in good terms with your mother, father, sister, brother…you don’t divorce them or dump them for the fact that there is no such provision. But it’s only for marriage and similar relationships that we make brave moves like dump, ditch and divorce…Wow! the 3-Ds! Why can’t we just expand our perspective?

*I agree that many of us put in a lot of effort in their relationships to make it happier and with due respect to every such person I would like to say that we must all agree to accept that there sometimes are some higher things in life that govern our relationships (that we may not understand, due to our limited knowledge of the universe) and we ought to leave them that way!

* Making a slur of our past relationships only worries us more. We must stop feeling victimized and understand that sadness, guilt, betrayal and all such negative emotions are essential for our lives to function. For, without them, we would never be able to figure out joy, happiness and mania. Remember, for every yin there is a yang! But like we can’t party every day, we can’t sulk every day too!

**NOT-SO-DISCLAIMER: Just in case you thought I was doling out all this gyaan without any personal experience, I would like to let you know that I have had enough of what it takes to write all of this and I am still waiting to live more, learn more!

Closing with a Rumi quote: “Whatever you know or you don't...Only love is real!”

Love will stay supreme!

Nirupama

कपि से उरिन हम नाहीं!

भरत भाई.... कपि से उरिन हम नाहीं!
सौ योजन, मर्याद समुद्र की
ये कूदी गयो छन माहीं
लंका जारी, सिया सुधि लायो
पर गर्व नहीं मन माहीं….


A 7 minute and 20 seconds long song with a vivid description of events that date back to several hundred years…this is a conversation between two brothers Ram and Bharat talking to each other about a soul-brother Hanuman.

After completing his 14-year exile when Shri Ram comes back home, he has tales to tell his younger brother Bharat of the events that occurred during his stay away from home. This song in particular describes how Shri Hanuman was available almost all the time for Shri Ram whenever he needed him.

Quoting a few incidents during this period, Ram ji explains that he can never be debt-free from the selfless support that Kapi (Hanuman) extended to him in the most scarce times. From crossing hundred miles across the ocean to bringing down the Lanka to find the whereabouts of Maa Seeta, Hanuman was there in spirit and letter of all the things that were written in the destiny of his service.The tunes of this song will only tell you of the humility that Hanuman never held, but always held it high!

There is a Hanuman in each of us and then there is a Ram also. What we need to make sure is to keep them synchronized from time to time.

In esoteric terms the Mind is Ram and the heart is Hanuman!

Jai Shri Ram! Jai Hanuman!

Thursday, April 2, 2015

Frozen...The movie!

It's always a tough thing for me to get motivated to watch a movie. I am no movie buff, I am not even close to being a fan of any actor/actress in particular. It is mostly the philosophies, or songs or some times even a few one-liner dialogues that I watch in the trailers, that get me to watch a movie.
Something similar happened with the movie 'Frozen'!

Today, as I surfed through the pages of my Facebook account, I chanced upon an adorable video that has a gorgeous mother and an adorable daughter singing this lovely song..."Love is an open door"! I hadn't listened to this song until this time, and the beauty of this video got me searching for this song on the internet, so that I could hum it once I am done watching it! And here it is from the movie 'Frozen'!

I quickly check my movies folder and yes! I have Frozen lying in there!

A long and graceful film it is with some adorable songs and the opening music of the film is very engaging. What caught all my attention was the bonding between the sisters Elsa and Anna. I am so taken away with the feeling of love being universal. With variations in cultures, sisters love each other just the way sisters should and this film depicts it magnificently! One of the lines of this movie is heart touching and I would like to share that with you...

Anna(Li'l sister for her elder sister): She's my sister, She'd never hurt me!

It is with this that the entire movie began to grow on me and I was so doubly sure that sisters can never fall apart. No powers of freezing can beat the warmth of love that a sister's heart bears for another!

Absolutely a beautiful film with a graceful end depicting 'true love'!!!

Don't forget to listen to the song.. 'Love is an open door'...once more!!! :)

Priceless love for my sister!
Nirupama

Tuesday, March 31, 2015

My Choice!

My Body...My Mind...My Choice

To wear the clothes I like even as my spirit roams naked.

My Choice…

To be a size Zero or a size 15

They don't have a size for my spirit and never will.

To use cotton and silk to trap my soul is to believe you can halt the expansion of the universe

Or capture sunlight in the palm of your hand

Your Mind is caged, let it free

My body is not, let it be

My choice…

To marry or not to marry

To have sex before marriage, to have sex outside of marriage

To not have sex

My choice…

To love temporarily or to lust forever

My Choice…

To love a man or a woman or both

Remember ‘You’ are my choice

I am not your privilege

The Bindi on my forehead, the ring on my finger

Adding your surname to mine...they are just ornaments.

They can be replaced.

My love for you can not

So treasure that!

My choice…

to come home when I want.

Don't be upset when I come home at 4 am.

Don't be fooled if I come home at 6 pm

My Choice…

To have your baby or not.

To pick you from 7 billion choices or not

So don't get cocky

My pleasure might be your pain.

My songs your noise

My order your anarchy

Your sins, my virtues

My choices are like my finger prints they make me unique.

I am the tree of the forest; I am the snowflake of the snowfall

You are the snowflake!

Wake up! Get out of the shit storm

I choose to empathize. Or to be indifferent

I choose to be different.

I am the universe...infinite in every direction!

This is my choice!


Cast: 98 women including film critic Anupama Chopra, fashion stylist Anaita Shroff Adajania, Bollywood Actress Nimrat kaur , hairstylist Adhuna Akhtar, Actor Deepika Padukone, Singer Sagarika Mukherjee.

Poet:  Kersi Khambatta(a man)


Director: Homi Adajania (a man)

This video has nothing to do with killing a man's pride.
All that has been verbalized in this video has been acted upon since times unknown, but one woman's graceful voice, her elegant demeanor, her composed expressions and her welled up eyes in the last shot...create a stir amongst people who have less or no idea what it is to be touched and what it means to go through depression due to hollowness created by another. This is not completely from woman to a man. This is from a woman to the society, which includes men and women, who can never figure out what it takes to be alive, even when there are several things in this world that you can not connect to!


Love and Respect to all the team members of Vogue!

Nirupama

Saturday, March 28, 2015

Who, what and why of '’राम" : A common man’s word.

राम: One of the most powerful two-letter word, that human evolution would have ever seen.

राम is not the name of a god alone; राम is a thought, a concept, energy, a philosophy and a million things rolled into one. राम is strength and this is what makes राम a noun, a verb, an adjective and a superlative all at the same time. राम as mentioned in Hindu mythology and various scriptures that bear religious significance stands tall as a “Maryada Purushottam”… a man who personifies “the ideal man”. There are however several questions about how ideal he is now vis-à-vis the time in which he lived, there are some pointing fingers too about how he treated Maa Seeta and thus putting a question mark on his perfectionism. Just then the theory of Yin and Yang strikes my mind which describes how apparently opposite or contrary forces are actually complementary, interconnected, and interdependent in the natural world, and how they give rise to each other as they interrelate to one another. Many tangible dualities (such as light and dark, fire and water, male and female) are thought of as physical manifestations of the duality of yin and yang.) Thus every perfect being (God) has a yin and yang to his inner self and thus राम continues to help us rationalize his title of being a “Maryada Purushottam”.

As I try to know further more about the philosophy and strength of राम, I chance upon the story of the architecture of राम सेतु, an ancient engineering marvel. The bridge that starts from Dhanushkodi tip of India’s Pamban Island and ends at Sri Lanka’s Mannar Island. In some of the ancient writings, the construction of राम सेतु was attributed to the name of राम. It is said that, when the construction of the bridge got difficult due to the rocks (that were put in the sea) being submerged, one of the Vanaras who almost drowned in the water uttered the name of राम as he held the rock sturdy and it began to float just as swiftly; taking a cue from this all the other stones and rocks were put in the sea with the inscription of राम on it.
Science however has learnt to defy faith since a long-long time and for this incident, it researched enough to show that the rocks did not float because of राम, but the reason was the floating nature of the light-weight stones. And voila! Science you proved it right, but then can you now please tell me who made those floating stones and take me to the beginning of the cycle of the making of this thing?

Isn't life similar for humans as well? No matter how much science one applies in to his actions, it is the faith that plays a critical role in bringing about the desired results, because it is true…”Where logic ends faith begins”.

As for me …I have always felt deep within…” राम से बड़ा राम का नाम”

जय श्री राम!!!

Tuesday, March 24, 2015

सबसे ऊंची प्रेम सगाई



सबसे ऊंची प्रेम सगाई

दुर्योधन के मेवा त्याग्यो, साग विदुर घर खाई

जूठे फल शबरी के खाये, बहु विधि स्वाद बताई

प्रेम के बस पारथ रथ हांक्यो, भूल गये ठकुराई

ऐसी प्रीत बढ़ी वृन्दावन, गोपियन नाच नचाई

प्रेम के बस नृप सेवा कीन्हीं, आप बने हरि नाई

सूर क्रूर एहि लायक नाहीं, केहि लगो करहुं बड़ाई

I do not know at what age I fell in love with Krishna and every song for Krishna that I listened to, made me fonder. Though Surdas was a 15th century poet, what he wrote and what he felt about love is contemporary to human minds that are six hundred years ahead! Love is hence timeless!

The discreet description about love by bhakt Surdas says…

Love is the supreme most engagement of all times. Engagement here refers to a commitment, a passion that keeps you involved.

It is not just with Surdas or Krishna that love happens so subtly. Love is a charmer, it comes in all shapes, sizes and forms, and it is one thing that leaves no being untouched.

This bhajan describes subtly what love can do and what love has been doing in different eras of human existence. People of different times, of different social statures but without love, have never been convincing enough to a mind that is fond of love. So what if it is Shabari, the old lady living in a village during the times of Lord Ram or Vidur, a simple humble man, during Mahabharat; it is they who were able to make their existence valid with the presence of their most beloved divinities within their lifetimes.

The mystery of life and death can never ever be deciphered, but one thing that keeps the charm and engagement of life going is love and only love!

Love shall prevail beyond every hardship. May love always remain this intriguing and undefined!

Love

Nirupama

Saturday, March 21, 2015

Ramnath


Ramnath is one of the names of lord Rudr. 'Nath' in hindi means 'Lord' and that makes the meaning Rudr: the lord of Shri Ram! If you have read the Shiva Trilogy, you could somewhere connect with this. However, the point is not to take you on a Hindu Mythology trip or get you to read Amish but it is more to do with the name and its meaning and how it impacts or reflects on an individual's personality!

The world is stuffed with people of different names and each time you ask someone about why they were named so, you are sure to get some interesting anecdotes about the life cycle of their naming ceremony, there sure must also be a few, who have no reason for their names at all and that's what we call exception. Meanings of names are also similar things, if there is a meaning to a name, they create a deep reflection on their personalities. Like the hymns when recited constantly for several times create an aura in the place where they have been sung, the names also on being called every time you want to beckon the person create a vibe associated with the meaning of the name!

Too heavy to take? Here's an example:

'Nirupama' means 'incomparable' and each time I say this name or hear it from someone...the impetus of my comparison with others becomes lesser!

'Tushar' is another such name that means 'frost'...and the meaning makes people with this name 'cool' in their head and their attitude! Though this is not a proven philosophy, like most others and I do not have statistics about how correct I am at this inference, but I can sure say that people with names bearing wonderful meanings have been owners of commendable personalities and actions... some of which you can see, and some others you can't but it is somewhere deep-seated in their personalities!

As for Ramnath...that's my middle name and the first name of the first ever man in my life...My father! He was in all ways a perfect Ramnath... The lord of Ram...the man with bigger thoughts, inclusive growth for everyone possible, respectful, lovable and deep thinker, simple things mattered to him and his mother mattered beyond all the other things!

Had he been alive today, we would all be celebrating his 59th birthday...funny it is to see that we remember birthdays of those who have nothing to do with that date anymore, and yet wish them a long life, wherever they are...interestingly there is nothing in life that is not funny, just that the shades may differ!

So, when Shakespeare said 'What's in a name?'...Nirupama says ' A name can change the game'! May your names spell all things that make the world a beautiful place to be!

Love thy name! Happy Birthday Papa! :)

Niru

Thursday, March 19, 2015

Did you notice Men?

As I was returning from my work today, I noticed two men clad in White Dhoti and their upper body covered with Angavastram were riding on a motorbike, the pillion was holding a small pot and that quite instantly gave me a clear idea of what was happening. They were probably sons or closest relatives of a person who had just passed away and were heading towards the funeral rites. Just immediately, it came to my mind that until yesterday these two men must have been busy with their usual life and work and suddenly in a few hours they were subjected to a jolt. Death shakes everybody, if not for long it makes every person ponder over it at least for a moment. Just imagine what these men must be feeling… a sudden rush of emotions, responsibility, planning all intertwined. They may feel like crying, but they rarely would, because they know that the funeral is to be completed within a certain timeframe.

Besides this there are several other aspects that complete a funeral ceremony. One such Hindu ritual is called ‘Mukhagni’ which means the fire has to be placed in the head of the dead body, so that the cremation can achieve its conclusion; during this ritual a sound of the skull cracking is heard amidst the hymns that are recited by priests, which confirms that the person on the pyre will never again resume life on that body. Now, imagine a son doing this for his father or a father doing this for his son or a brother for another or more! What must they be feeling like? How many churns did they feel in their gut while doing so? Did they throw up while doing so? Will their lives be the same after this ritual? Did they cry their heart-out after all this was over? And now, ask yourself …what do you think men are? Insensitive? Disrespectful? Not-understanding?

I have a brother who has gone through this piercing truth and emotion and it sure has changed something in him, if not everything! He serves the borders of our country in a matter that most of you won’t even know. He may have to gun down militants and miscreants who are threats to the civil society and the world at large, none for a personal cause or mission and yet when it comes to talking about sensitivity and acceptance and greater being, all world’s people have to side-line these very men, just under the name of few criminals who are like wild animals in the society! This is just a small glimpse of what men may go through in their lifetimes!

There is always a bigger side of the story and if not understood well, may lead to misconceptions! Men are human beings like women, sometimes more when it comes to taking charge of things, sometimes vulnerable just like women, sometimes patient like the gods we pray! Men are made of all the elements that women are made of and that makes the idea of respect very simple. Every man who displays respect deserves one!

Today as I write this, I make a sincere wish deep inside that every person who reads this will respect the men in their lives, they will give one chance to understand what a man has gone through, that they will listen instead of just questioning, that they will for some time let things be with those men instead of jumping to conclusions. Whether it’s a Father, Brother, Son, Boy-friend, Husband, Nephew, Friend, Admirer, Leader…a man sure is an equivalent to a woman and this is reason enough why we may not label all men as one!

Respect for Men!
Nirupama

Monday, March 16, 2015

और सखी पिया सो कर खोया,मैं अपना पिया जाग गवांयो....!

पलकां पर सोवत कामिनी रे,ज्ञान ध्यान सब पी संग लाग्यो..
पल मे लग गई पलकन मोरी,मीचत ही पल मे पिया आयो..!

मै जो उठी पिया आदर देने, जाग पड़ी पिया हाथ ना आयो..
और सखी पिया सो कर खोया,मैं अपना पिया जाग गवांयो....!

Meera Bai an eternal singer, an ardent lover of Krishna reveals the layers of her infinite love in the lines that are printed above in Devanagiri script!

This is a song that I have been listening to, as a morning raga since the last 15years of my life. The words spin a delicate thread. Meerabai describes how smitten she is in her wake moments for Krishna. And when she transports herself in the slightest trance she finds Krishna walk into her trance state too…unaware of her actual state, she ascends to greet the love of her life and then realizes unexpectedly that she has woken up and it was all a dream arrangement!

This song clicks a quick connection with love of every form…how much I love knowing MeeraBai…how beautiful she makes the whole idea of love!

Friday, March 6, 2015

The colour of passion is 'Burnt Sienna'

In faded memories of my teenage, I remember standing with him in the balcony of my house on summer evenings for long hours, chatting about almost everything under the sun. He was quite a few years younger to me considering the class he studied in. He then had a lot of questions to ask and I had almost equal number of suggestions to make...with my grandma like counselling skills since a very early age, I am sure I must have given him lot of enlightening knowledge, that's what he says even now.

Since his childhood he was an avid sketch artist and I was amazed at the finesse of his work each time I caught a glimpse of his artwork. As time passed, we grew busier with our lives, work timings and also moved to different places, but what remained were fond memories.

Several years later, when we got back in touch, I had left my corporate career and started pursuing things that kept me happy, whilst he was still looking out for some answers about ‘passion of his life’, I suppose . So, one day we decided to pick up the remains of our old story-telling days and experience sharing times to figure out the colour of his passion. With not much effort we figured out that he was passionate about painting!!!

A little later, he brainstormed his ideas with me and some of his closest pals and one fine morning he gives me a call to tell me that he will be starting painting classes for all ages, something that he believed gave him peace....I had rarely been as thrilled as that day, because somewhere a part of me was also involved in this entire process of passion finding and peace establishing.

Today, he is a full-fledged painter with some finest artistry in his heart (more than what he has in his hand and mind). He has dreamt of this for years and worked slowly towards it and that is why I want to name the colour of his passion as ‘Burnt Sienna’. Sienna is an earth pigment, it denotes the shades of earth and grounded nature and when it is heated, it becomes reddish brown and is called 'Burnt Sienna'. Something similar happens while we pursue our passion… we take the heat from all around and we stay grounded!

P.S: This boy is my little brother(now big and married), who I am so happy to be a sister to!

Colours.Passion.Peace

Nirupama

Tuesday, March 3, 2015

An acknowledgement is a way to peace

The first time that I formally got introduced to the word ‘acknowledgement’ was after having sent my application for the EAMCET exam, back in the year 2001; during that time I did not know what the intensity of the word meant, to me it was similar to a receipt that you get after making a monetary transaction. But over the years, ‘acknowledgement’, to my understanding became as important as any feeling that needs to be expressed in time.

In our daily lives there are plenty of things which need a pressing acknowledgement and this practice for me starts as each day begins. Today, I would like to share a list of my daily acknowledgements that I make to different things, different people and myself every day. I write this only to throw some light on the importance of our ‘response system’ and I am hoping that you like it. In case you do, then you can also take a cue from here and treat it like your cheat-sheet for something new to add to your personal schedule!

• Each morning as I wake up, I join my hands in acknowledgement to the incomparable Sun god for being where he is and reinstating the faith in the maxim that ‘somethings never change’ and life can be brightened each day.

• I acknowledge the ‘Good Mornings’ that I receive from my family and also from each parent and student who comes to school, individually. I quite well remember how terrible I’d feel as a child when I greeted ‘Good Morning’ to a random teacher at school and they would simply walk by without responding (there could be many reasons for such behaviour, but for me the feeling was bad). And therefore, I never want to be a similar case.

• For the morning tea, breakfast, lunch and dinner at home or outside, I make sure I acknowledge the effort put in making them to all those who cook and serve.

• At work I acknowledge my employee for the work she does by appreciating her time to time, though we don’t have a lot of common topics to talk.

• The e-mails and the messages that I receive both on social networking sites and phone are acknowledged by me in time, unless I am totally not in a position to access them.
(I see that life has become a little more complicated with technology and transparency coming together… so when I say this I mean situations… in which you get to know that an sms has been ‘delivered’ or an FB/Watsapp message has been ‘seen’ or ‘read’…it feels a lot of anxiety when there is no acknowledgement for it.)

• Sometimes a few strangers smile at you, for unknown reasons… a smile back to them is also an acknowledgement for the kindness they exhibit. (I sure know that a few of you may think that smiling at strangers can lead to unpleasant situations, to that I’d say…a lot of other planned gestures also may lead to similar stuff…why not take a chance with kindness then?) I smile at total strangers!

• Responding to an ‘I love you’… This is very crucial. A lot of times we think an ‘I love you’ is a fishy gesture… but with your personal experiences try to respond aptly to those who make an effort to say this to you and make you feel wonderful! I just love receiving and giving ‘I love yous’.

• Returning a missed call, replying to forward sms on a festival by a friend, thanking people for buying things from you(in case you’re a seller), thanking people for being around, saying a sorry in time are all candid examples of a civilized acknowledgement. I simply follow each of them and I feel a lot wonderful for having a strong response system inside of me.

I do not recall of a time or date in specific when I started responding to everything that needed to be acknowledged, but I can surely see how much of a difference it makes to anyone who has conveyed something, to receive a response.

To a lot of people it comes easier to scold, shunt or give a negative feedback about something. We however need to understand that a response, appreciation, suggestion, humble denial, agreement, gratitude and apology are far more superior forms of any acknowledgement that human civilization has ever seen!

So, happy acknowledging folks and yes I so love you!!!

Peace.Happiness

Nirupama

Thursday, February 26, 2015

Sometimes, a hug is all you need!!!

It was the March of 2013, I was still getting over a grave pain of having lost Vinu(my college friend who was a biker), though not too close a friend, Vinu somehow managed to seize the hearts of people who knew him. The pain was more of losing a young ambitious, well-wishing guy, the only son left to his parents. It was then that I could relate to how some people felt having lost their favourite leaders, celebrities despite never having met them in person. The world sure has unlimited emotions trapped inside of it!

It was during this time, that a very dear friend understood this feeling of mine without me putting it into words. And the only treatment was a warm hug, for reassurance that life has moved on ever-since. This was the first and the last time I ever received this hug from that friend. But the lesson learnt was very deep. A genuine hug has magical powers!

Today, its been over a year since I have been adopting the "magic-hug" session with the students in my school. So here's what I do...after they finish the school assembly I hug each of them individually and wish them "Good Morning" followed by their name, and in return they hug me back more warmly and say "Good Morning Teacher"...The energy that passes on, the reassurance that we are there for each other is commendable(no words involved). With 28 children, it takes time, but I sure don't get exhausted! Because, I have learnt... that in life ...Sometimes, a hug is all you need!!!

Love and Hugs
Nirupama

To change or not to change?

As people wade through various joyous and distasteful incidents in their life, the one cross road that most people come across in their minds is “to change or not to change?” The change here could refer to a person’s individual self, his lifestyle, his company (people who he gets along with), the place where he stays and the list may go on!

So who exactly decides whether all or some of these things have to be changed: You, your friend, a stranger turned friend or any other person?

It was a few days ago that I happened to talk to one such person. A new found friend he was, who managed to probe questions that I would generally not answer someone if I knew what the conversation was leading to. The conversation clearly appeared to be a forced session of ‘I want to help you’ despite my insisting that I am happy the way things are with me. It was amusing at the way how people in the name of feeling a ‘connection’ with you want to change you, whether or not you like it.

This incident brought to me a new perspective of life & living and that is… when people see you on a certain day, or even if they have been seeing you for a long time, they would not know the end-to-end of every single story that goes on in your life, somewhere there will be a point where they may get disconnected with you, but you are the only one who has experienced every feeling, every story, every emotion bit by bit and this makes you the sole decider of what to do with yourself. Your choices as against your circumstances may look wrong to some people, people may sometimes even bruise you with their words on your decision making; however it’s you who has to take a call to allow people’s advice affect you in any manner.

I am a firm believer of destiny and I think that destiny is pre-destined.

I feel Karma has a role to play too (what goes around comes around).

And I also know that the two statements that I made above are contradictions to each other; so that may make me look like a confused person, but I have my own reasons to believe in my own thoughts, fairly because its only I who knows the story of my life, just the way it is going!

So the next time when you don’t want to change for an advice from a person, how much ever you respect them…do what makes you feel right and light and yes let them know about it too!

Tuesday, February 17, 2015

How I fell in love with Shiva!!!

My understanding and knowledge of god as a Hindu has always been based upon what I acquired from my elders at home, neighbours, teachers, festivals, religious books, stories related to them and few other sources that I am unable to recall right now. As a result of this understanding, Krishna became my favourite god over all of my growing years and the god that I feared was Shiva!

So, why did I fear him? is the question...to which there is more than one answer. Sometimes, it was the way staunch prayers and rule-bound rituals were offered for a 'Shiva Trayodashi' (also called Pradosh), some other times there was the super-strict "Solah-Somvaari"(16-Mondays) fast with a list of unchangeable and rigid rules for both prayer and fasting. Then there is the "Maha Mrityunjay Mantr" which is said to save lives right out of death-trap, but again with a condition, there can be no scope of the hymn being misspelt! With these and a few more, my fear of Shiva grew...I always saw him like a strict father with a cane, ready to bash up for the smallest mistakes. But all of this had to stop somewhere and it faded one fine morning, when I decided to read a book much more holier than any holy books I have read so far... The holy book is called "Immortals of Meluha". Until then I was still not too happy with Shiva, but as I read the first few pages, I exactly knew why we fall in love with gods, when we do!

Shiva, then got into my realisation as one subtle man with his own thoughts and rules of his tribe, with his respect for everyone who cared to be, with seamless love for Sati, with the insecurities of a little child, with compassion for Ganesh, with undeterred brotherhood for Brihaspati, a passionate dancer, a joy maker, a ready-to-go traveller, simple yet super smart at analytics, a singer... Shiva is so much me. How then could I stay away from him? How else do we fall in love?

Falling in love with Shiva therefore made me love god! It helped me reinstate my faith in the Inner Shiva! Therefore Shivoham.

I suppose...this is how "Har-Har-Mahadev" takes its grip in every era!

Thankyou Amish Tripathi for this abundance!

Satyam.Shivam.Sundaram!!!

Nirupama

Friday, January 30, 2015

मैने गाँधी को नहीं मारा

"Maine Gandhi Ko Nahin Mara"...this is the title of a Hindi feature film that was released in the year 2005. The film covers a wide range of emotions in its story and describes from start to end how a person is trapped in his own delusion of having killed Gandhi ji. As the film moves towards a hopeful end, the one thing that touched my soul was the truth lying behind the role and dialogues that Anupam Kher had delivered.

More than a hundred films in different languages have been made with Gandhi ji as the soul of the story and more often than not the core offerings of all such films are for the audience to understand how powerful “non-violence” is, how easy it is to stay “truthful”, how wonderful are the consequences of having “patience”. And with almost every such film, the closing line is very similar to one another with a disappointing note that ‘the country Gandhi ji dreamt of is getting more corrupt by each day’.

But wait, there is some good news left…
*The women of our country have become more and more self-sufficient.

*The men of our country have radically improved their inclination towards family and emotional aspects.

*More and more people are resorting to vegetarianism.

*People with a high and influential social stature are taking to causes that are most basic and are determined to make differences.

There are a lot of statistics that can be put together to show the fact that our country and countrymen are not as terrible and bad as they sound. There lies deep within a lot of us (if not all) sincerity, devotion and true childlike instinct for our motherland, which can be seen in our small little day-to-day acts. There is a certain genuine belief and action displayed by us from time-to-time that sums up towards a constantly developing country and not to forget helps in avoiding uncontrollable disasters. I agree that it’s not all that good, but trust me it’s not all that bad too! With the implementation of Gandhi Ji’s virtues in my very own life, without much preaching… I can proudly say that “Maine Gandhi Ko Nahin Mara”…He still continues to live in every genuine person and believer of Karma!

Satyamev Jayate!
Niru

Saturday, January 24, 2015

Of Music and Pure Bliss

जय माँ सरस्वती संगीत की तू देवी
सातों सुर को हम लेकर करें आराधना तेरी

Most songs of worship that are etched in our minds are received at home or school at an early age. But, these two beautiful lines that fill my heart with divinity whenever I pray for strength and wisdom are a part of praise of goddess Saraswati is one such prayer that I never received at home or school or even any temple. My first and only encounter with the bliss of the tunes of this prayer song was at the Military College of Electronic and Mechanical Engineering (MCEME). Strange isn’t it?

It was the summer of 2012 when I was a coordinating a music concert at the MCEME, Hyderabad. Till such time that the program began, I did not have the slightest idea that I were to witness one of the most beautiful musical performances of my life. Presented by the musical duo Shri Ritesh and Rajneesh Mishra, the concert began with some intricate notes of music and ascended with a master piece. But like with most works of art, music also has its chosen audience, which has the capability to respond aptly to its intricacies. So, what happened to the young cadets of MCEME who formed the audience there? No, they did not lose their interest in the program neither did they feel out of place, because these men with golden voice knew what exactly it takes to connect with the audience…and what I saw after this was a pure show stealer, something too rare.

Picture this… a batch of close to 200 cadets of the MCEME(the audience) were seated in the auditorium in the most disciplined format like in all the army set-ups with supreme silence, no phones ringing, no cameras flashing. An obedient audience that was! Considering that there should be some powerful take-away for the group the maestros involved them in sing-along act. The group initially hesitated to croon but this song being a prayer and with utmost simple tunes was too absorbing to not be sung. In just a few moments every voice got alive!

It felt like Ritesh and Rajneesh ji were sitting in the clouds and compelling some mystic showers from another world!


It is since then that this is my favourite Saraswati Vandana…I connect in no time with my deity! The reasons are many… the tunes of the song, the reigning yet humble voice of the leading singers, the echoes of the chorus by the uniform clad men, the aura of the performance and the extreme positive vibrations…It makes my Saraswati Vandana complete every time I sing this and so is it today as I celebrate Saraswati Pooja and welcome the Basant Panchami with pure bliss!

I think this is how the world gets its regular dosage of peace…through small drops of infinite goodness!
Music rules every heart!

Love.Peace.Music

Niru