Har local ab Ek Chalis Ki Last Local!!!

Its high time someone must come up with a movie or a book on experiences of travelling in trains of Mumbai during the rush hours.. Its becoming ugly, tedious and a danger to life experience with each passing day.. It does seem a victory catching the train you were scheduled for, well at least to me it does. It’s like a mission you know. Mission reach office and mission reach home in one piece (it’s a modern mission, fancy clothes are allowed). There have been days I have missed five or six trains because I could not get in them. And mind you the train which I got after missing those was so damn full that I could barely move after getting in.. As my friend puts it, need a compressor better than winrar? Try Mumbai trains. Earlier this was the issue with only peak hours, as in the time when people usually go or return from office but now not only have the peak hours increased but even during the rest of the day trains are full.. Meri toh samajh nahi aata, how can every train be equally filled like a glass of water filled till brim with no place even for a drop more. That’s exactly the situation! Now once I saw one lady slapping the other while she was getting down and later got to know that they had had a little squabble in train. Yes women can also resort to physical harms. And there was this other time that after I got in I was told that a particular lady wasn’t allowed to get down by another lady because she didn’t give her seat. Yeah its a true story.
And that’s just about getting in the chuk chuk, picture abhi baki hai mere dost or for that matter ye toh sirf trailer tha! All the victorious feeling you get on being able to catch the train goes wooof in the air when you get a stamp on your feet with six-inch heel of girl adjacent to you or when a punch lands (mind you it can land anywhere) on you gifted by the lady ahead of you (people travelling in virar local or khopoli local would know exactly what am talking of.. And just as you are about to confront to the concerned person about the deadly injury you just survived you will be faced with either of the three situations:
1. They will make an apologetic face, say sorry and blame it on rush (which is true unless of course somewhere sometime in some train you must have done the same with them unknowingly and they remember it)
2. You will be ignored like that stamp or punch never happened (and trust me its better to keep it that way)
3. This one is the most dangerous one I believe where they will shout at you for not standing in a correct way and getting hit.
There can also be times (you know when stars are against you) where you would accidentally hurt someone.. God save you if that lady has had the bad day at work. No matter how much you apologise they will shout so much that there is a possibility you might even have its repeat Telecast in your dreams at night and wake up apologizing.. And if you are young and she is middle-aged or old aged phir toh gaye boss, puri ki puri generation ko gaali padegi.. Now along with this non stop and ever-so-dramatic scene you don’t have to lose your focus from your mission, to get in the compartment at a safe distance before the next station comes or you will be pushed out of train even if that’s not your destination.. Beech mein khadde ho ye toh khun karne ke barabar hai saza toh nischit hai.. So once you get in and find a place to stand, next task is to ask for seats which is a peaceful task unless the poor lady sitting gets confused and allots her seat to two ladies by mistake.. Those two will fight for their seats as if fighting for a man and each of them claiming to be the wife (seat and man both just have to listen when a lady talks).. There are old ladies, pregnant women travelling along with us but not many would give up their seat for them.. Its like some people travel leaving behind their humanity. Now there are many ways you can kill the time in train.. Look around and observe people, read, text, talk on phone or listen to music but if you are immersed into your book or phone and you lose your balance, you are in for a full on gyaan on how bad a person you are..
But still there is a reason we call it the lifeline of Mumbai. It’s through these local trains that lakhs of people go and earn their livelihood.. You never know the problems a person is going through to judge them. Some had a fight with their spouse before heading to work, some didn’t have a good day at work and well some are just born that way to behave badly. But apart from these people there are other people you meet and some become your friends for life. Mostly all have a particular train time set to travel and travelling daily with same people helps us to get good friends. And no age bar to that. An aunt of your grandma’s age can be your friend too, that’s the beauty of it. So it’s not all that bad you know and all these experiences teach you a lot. Except when you reach home and every part of your body is screaming for help because they were brutally kicked and punched in train.. Uhh.. Horrifying..


Sad but true!!!

Some hard-hitting facts..
In this world of Facebook Relationships where u make friends on request, it’s very confusing to maintain a true relation…
where is the heart to heart talk when even the next door neighbor meets you only via twitter, where meeting your virtual friends is as important as meeting the real ones..
We prefer cup noodles more than the yummy paranthas because they are quicker..
Today where the essence of love is instantly decided by Emotional Atyachar n Axe your Ex, it’s very baffling 2 decide what True Love is… Or for that matter does true love even exists or it’s all about infatuation?? How can someone even think of avenging someone whom they loved?? Wasnt love about sacrificing, seeing your lover happy?! Guess these are just my delusions..!!
In earlier days, people didn’t even meet before marriages and yet they have had superb lives and successful marriages but now numerous love marriages end up with divorces, why?? Because people hurry into it way too easily or do people consider options even when in love or because feelings is just a word these days??..
Earlier lovers hardly talked to each other yet they experienced Eternal Love whereas today we spend countless sleepless nights talking/texting to each other yet finally end up wid BREAK UPS. What would be the reason for this, shouldnt closeness make the bond stronger??..
Its like the more closer we come, the farther we go.. 21st century is full of reality shows with nothing REAL in it, Too many well designed houses yet BROKEN HOMES, Beautiful faces yet UGLIEST HEARTS..
Its full of Smart people, brilliant minds, ambiguous diplomats yet lack the common touch of HUMANITY… Here SaunaBELT is more affordable than early morning walk, a one line message is easier than a personal presence on special occasions… I feel most heartbroken to say that it’s all become hell lot materialistic!! 😦 😦 😦 😦 But then again who cares if am sad….people around are so busy with their own whims and fancies that they try to stay out of other people’s problems…exactly opposite to ancient times where problem of mother’s brother’s friends’ mom also seemed personal… Today we just send text messages about everything.. daughters Day, text message.. Independence day, text message.. Aunty’s dad’s brothers’ toes surgery day, text message.. Bah!!
We are all Girls and Boys or Men n Women for that matter but when will we become HUMAN??

Love or fear?!

I have time and again said that for me my parents are above anything, next to God! It’s easy for me to say that it’s because of them I am the person I am today… And by that I mean all my good habits, values and ethics are inherited in me because of them! But that does not imply that the bad habits in me (which are numerous) are because of them. No way!!! They are the gift by God for all the times I didn’t pay heed to what my parents are suggesting me.. Hmm! I mean which parent would want their child to be bad?! None. All this just proves how difficult parenting is! And in this modern world even more so.
Earlier it was a lot more controlled I hear.. Am sure there is no one who hasn’t heard their parents say ‘when we were your age’ saga.. I am no exception!! My mom keeps on saying ‘nana was so strict with us, you would never dare talk in front of him forget arguing’ (nana : my maternal grandfather). I can only say that when my parents were kids they were brought up in a ruled, strict and disciplined environment.. But times have changed and how! The other day I read an article which said that a small girl took her mom to court complaining about her mom being strict with her. I was like WHAT?! How can that be?? And icing on the cake is that the court took the decision in daughters favor! Sigh!!!!
Moreover the article had the expert views which said that the parents must deal with their kids with patience and love! All this time I believed kids fear their parents and now I find it’s the other way round.. Haddd hai ji!!! I don’t say that parents should be strict, no! Am all for understanding between children and their parents but kids today taking even a single advice from their parents as offensive is just not acceptable! Here I would like to state a very real case of my friend.. A friend who when was in India never valued the Indian traditions and regulations his parents imposed on him.. And now when he is out there in London there is not a day he spends without missing them. As per him out there no one cares if we have eaten well or not, studied or not, no one cares how their day was, if something is bothering them. People there just don’t give a damn! The things that we find suffocating are the ones that we need the most but don’t realize it..
It’s not like I have agreed and accepted to all that my parents say or that they agree to whatever I say. Nah. I too argue with my parents but then I don’t mind they shouting at me either. I believe in making them understand my point of view and sure enough my parents always give of that chance!
So I guess my thought process comes down to the conclusion that all it needs is the understanding.. Understanding in parents that each generation is changing and accepting the new trends and fashions and the understanding in kids that their parents love them and care for them and all they do is because they want to protect them from all dangers..
India is famous for its values and culture and i would end this post with a prayer that the coming generations don’t get so obsessed with the western culture that we end up being like them..

My mom’s prettier than Katrina Kaif….woohoo!!!

Yes Yes she is….and its not me, her daughter who says it!! 😛 No! Its her cute and naughty students who say so..
Dont believe me…read on 😀 😀
As I have already mentioned that my mom is a teacher, teachers day is a beautiful experience for her!! And this year it was superb as always! The love she receives from her students makes her feel so blessed, she loves her job, its her passion and love to teach kids….looking at it i just wish that i should also find what job would make me as passionate!! 🙂 🙂 So i decided to share the beautiful card she got from her students!! They all made me realize that how much different teachers day was when we were kids! We were so innocent and respected our teachers so much!! 🙂 🙂
Here are all the cards she received:

I know, i know it must be darn boring for all of you!! But I could help but share the love my mom has received…. And it makes me ponder on the fact that as we grow up, we forget our values so so much!! Who goes and meets their teachers and takes out time for hand-made gifts once grown up, I don’t!! And am quite upset about it!! Neva mind!! It’s never late to learn a from own mistakes…and now I will make sure that I try to meet all the teachers I remember from my school and thank them for what I am!! 🙂 🙂 🙂

Time to let go..!!

I forgive people very quickly. Like may be even in a snap. Cant be angry for too much time. Mainly because I am reckless. I trigger the anger in others a little too often and so I realize that no person will harm the other person on purpose and forgive easily. Yeah. But my point here aint that. Forgiving is one thing and forgetting the other. I forgive but don’t forget. Now please don’t think am some snotty psychotic bitch who remembers it for a revenge or something. Uhh, no. I don’t even remind anyone or bring it up unless important. I just can’t forget. Its there, buried deep in my heart, all of it!! And when something happens which brings up all lost memories (not lost in my case), I feel the hurt all over again! I am perfectly normal with that person, love them just as I did before. No grudges at all. And having these instances stuck in my heart makes me feel am betraying them, faking it all (which is so not true)! When I have no hard feelings, why are these ghosts hovering around in my heart?! I have always believed that losing an argument is far better than losing a person, then why the hell does that argument stay with me?! Why do I hold on to it? Is it just me or it happens with everyone?? My heart is full with many such instances and i have no grudges against anyone at all! Most of the time these instances help me in self introspection as to where and what went wrong…and I end up finding my faults! I mean if I was lied to then that’s because I wasnt worthy of the truth! But there is only so much a heart can take..!! And it’s about time I clear my heart of all past ghosts! Its time to let go..!! Let go of things that happened, relations which were not meant to be, people who dont want me, thoughts that do nothing but hurt!! Only thing is I don’t know how do I do that! So I will do what I know, PRAY!! Pray to God that please help me get over all things and have a pure heart with nothing but LOVE! 🙂