Love Double A-ed Aayushi :)

I seem to have forgotten how to be with people.
^Importantly I need to realize that I can’t wish away the people coexisting with me at home and at work. At some point, I have to learn to relate to them and get along with them. I know it is even more difficult to fit in a group of new faces than it is to fit in a pair of Jealous 21’s skinny jeans! Getting along is not a one-sided process because by doing so we’re giving something of ourselves by assuring others that we ARE concerned and willing to do things for them. And hence it is how we’re affecting somebody else’s life with our thoughts and actions. For once we need to treat people just as we would like ourselves to be treated! Personally I feel the starting step to this whole fit-me-in process would be to atleast remember NAMES of people around us and replace it with- ‘Aye you’ or ‘Hey there’! Infact I’m almost trying to get rid of my habit of distancing myself from people who despite being corrected innumerable times spell my name with a single ‘A’ instead of ‘AA’! I mean I don’t even ask you to put an extra effort to spell it from your epiglottis: P. So to all my doctors, teachers, known faces, certificate writers, pizzerias. Just dial, Flipkart etc – It is MY name and I want it to be heard just the way it is. All I want is just an A with another A placed beside it! Seriously what do I do ? Place flashing bulbs around my name ? On the contrary, I make sure to pass on a joyous smile to all those first encounter folks who spell my name correctly at the first go. :)
Thankyouverymuch. Love Double A-ed ‘Aa’yushi.  

Refuse To Sink !

Acceptance is the most macho-est thing in this spherical habitat of mine.
Acceptance with a smile is the most macho-est thing in this spherical habitat of mine.

I’m sorry for not blogging for almost a month though I wanted to maintain at least a weekly blog! The past month has been pretty amusing and sort of saddening because something didn’t work out the way I wanted. But then I came across this and so I’m a ninja again; D
Here is how Arthur Ashe (Wimbledon Tennis Player) erupted the lost ninja-ism in me again:
Arthur Ashe was dying of cancer. From world over, he received letters from his friends and admirers. One of the letters conveyed: “Why does God have to select you for such a fatal disease?” To this query Arthur replied : “ The world over – 5 billion children start playing tennis, 5 million learn to play tennis, 0.5 million learn professional tennis, 50,000 come to the circuit, 5000 reach the Grand Slam, 50 reach Wimbledon, 4 to semifinal, 2 to the finals. When I was holding the Cup as a winner I never asked God “Why me?”
And today in pain I should not be asking God “Why me?”

After reading this all I wanted to keep on saying myself was: Trials keep us strong, Sorrow keeps us human, Failure keeps us humble, Success keeps us glowing, but only God keeps us going!
Our journey has molded us for the greater good. It was exactly what it needed to be. Don’t think we’ve lost time. It took each and every situation we have encountered to bring us to the now. And Now is right on time. :)

Hello.Now shut up !

Two doses daily. It’s been going on from the past 3 days. Seems my vocal chords have somehow developed a new fascination for mime. And it was even worse when my brother said that my current state of voice reminded him of Nickelback. Amidst his statement, I didn’t want my voice to be further compared with other male musicians and so I decided to keep shut. Plain S-H-U-T! Not talking to anybody made me feel I lost 5 pounds and not talking to anyone for two days in a row sort of gave me an alarming impression that I was about to vanish. At the same time nobody seemed as frustrating as for the first time everybody stayed out of my business! For the first time I just listened to what others had to say. A monologue was pretty much different from the usual dialogue, for they knew that nobody from the other side would question them or try to change the topic. Or maybe because in that moment there was no concept of asking them to just shut up. And trust me I’ve literally become accustomed to splitting headaches for I’ve heard everything ranging from how my chachi couldn’t find a chic purple footwear all over Calcutta or how a neighbour’s cat ate my maid's fish! That one moment where instead of your own routinely drama, you get to be the audience of dramas in your immediate vicinity of radius five. How you realize that everybody has a dramatic life but what really distinguishes them are the characters portrayed by each one in our respective lives? I would have written more but now my seven year old niece will read me out her Aesopica because she promised me that she won’t let me get bored till I get my voice back. :)

My Me-ness !

“Today you are You, that is truer than true. There is no one alive who is Youer than You.”― Dr. Seuss

 
There is always a distinction between being lonely and being alone. Akon taught me what is being lonely but I discovered the essence of being alone myself! I took the above photograph in May’ 2011 exactly at 5:28 am when I went to Edinburgh. When you live in the world 100 metres below you, you always crave to see the world 100 metres above you. And that is the very same thing that caught my attention in the midst of everything! Neural actions doubling their speed in my body, the decision was taken. This was it. I wanted to live alone up there. I wanted to grow my own vegetables and herd my own cattle. Pretty medieval, I know, but pretty peaceful too. I wanted to know what is so “Me” in me that was still undiscovered! That path of introspection was necessary for me to love myself the way I am. Aah how I wish someday I could live up there not forever but just for once. Just me and my Me-ness.:)

The Epic DeePee :D

Busy with uploading our Facebook profile pictures, have we ever wondered what picture God will be uploading as his DP if he happens to be in each one of our friend lists?! If you’re the Rockstar stud, then your God must be the punked up Rockstar too, with plectrums and a crashed guitar, tattoos inked all over plus not to forget the gravity defying hairstyle! If you’re the Barbie kinds, then your God must be having Pink Pyjama parties depicting panache at every eye blink and prim MAC make-up! If you’re the shopaholic types and have all the cash in this world to splurge on, then your God better be a Coco Chanel product- swooning over Jimmy Choos and Marc Jacobs!  And if you’re the like-all Apple products guy, then dude Steve Jobs is your God! For a Gadget freak, God being the proud owner of all the PSPs, must be making all the hell and heaven dwellers openly J. (J as in jealous)! If you’re the Geek or the Nerd, then trust me your God would be the only one believing that 100 percent attendance and your entire wtf thesis are some cool stuff –haha. No pun intended. Or perhaps intended. And if you’re very much in love then your God =Cupid. But if you’re a Nobody like me then your God must be the one with ancient jeans and dad-sized SpongeBob imprinted t-shirts, who would not be above you but sitting there - right beside you. The one who will like even your crummiest photos or updates on Facebook assuring you that atleast somebody likes a stupid like you! The one who won’t crave to be a Blackberry Boy just because you don’t own one. In short, he must be the best friend types who even at scorching 45 degree Celsius would prefer sharing hot chocolate instead of chilled soda with you just because you have a throat infection:)

Seventeen Again

Recently on one of my usual browsing sessions, I came across one of the surveys conducted by some psychologists who state that to make up for one negative action of yours; you need to undo it with seventeen positive actions! Shockingly the ratio is actually 17:1. Tuning it with my daily life I realized that it actually is true! For I accurately tend to remember one slap or thrashing given to me by my parents or siblings than I remember the 17 good things they ever did for me. Obviously the count is much more than 17 but I never bothered to notice them in front of that one hit. If that is the case, then even scientific calculators won’t be able to estimate the X 17 things I have to make up for! Kill me now. OhGod. Need to get working immediately. Okay bye. So remember to be good X 17 times you’re being bad :)

Hell, bring it on baby !

“I may not have gone where I intended to go, but I think I have ended up where I needed to be.”
- Douglas Adams

You want to do it. You don’t want to do it. But you’ve always wanted to do it. But then what is the point of doing it? Haha everyone has the exact situation. But remember there is always a point in doing anything. Maybe it’s the faintest dot but trust me there is! Infact even if you don’t do anything there still remains a point. Splitting minds or doubt isn’t a sign of being confused rather it emphasizes that Hello! I’m still rational because I prefer to think over it. World may call me fickle or indecisive but trusting my instincts is important, always! Yes what is wrong if I take time to decide? That can be maybe because I don’t want to jump into a thing without a rope to my rescue or maybe because whatever be the outcome I don’t want to regret my decision. That is the point here. Whatever you do, its YOUR decision and so even if you fail miserably or get a ‘L’oser placard hanging onto you, you still feel content and solvent. I realized a thing that made my life a lot easier – Before doing a thing instead of asking “Why I’m doing it?”, I’ve started asking “Why I’m not doing it?” ! And then when I just can’t answer the latter, I hear life shouting at me like a cheeky teenager-“Hell, bring it on baby!”

Cupcakes Vs Mint Chocolates

Not that easy. No, not at all. Call it karma or some kind of wiccans conspiring against us. Something wrong has to be there or maybe it’s the God-is-rude-to-you-phase! But still something holds us back; we still have that tiny cent a little metre feeling that things will turn out to be in our favour. If it isn't good at the moment it might be good for us in the long run. Because we have grown up to believe that whatever happens, happens for the best and if not best atleast better. Just keep on scrounging for that superlative in it but don’t compromise on anything apart from them! Just don’t because YOU deserve the best. And so you need to get the best out of it. But sometimes we can’t always wait and so come on, the thought that life is bad, real bad has to come and its plain natural.  So just snap out of it. So what if life is bad and it isn’t happening according to your whims, you need to be so good that you counter balance it and make it happen as you want. Is it okay? Is it humanly possible to just wait and be grateful for whatever happens? Is it really that easy to not always set back and just move on? If not completely yes is the answer, then why do we still have that hope? Why is it important to fail harshly in your life once and be engulfed in that despair of hating yourself to a point? But then again life isn’t about cupcakes; it is similar to those mint chocolates. The chocolates blend perfectly in our mouths but we need to be aware that mint too awaits us to taste it. Yes it is strong but it opens up our senses too. So learn to love mint. And then if life is cloudy, just wear you classy shades and act to feel the bright sunshine because then you know you’re good to go :)

What the Cute !

Sensitivity distinguishes my younger brother assuring the opposite direction of blood running through both of our veins for he gels so well with all the random animals while even now barking dogs scare the wits out of me. It is weird how the whole family shrieking over the presence of a rat in our kitchen, cursing the ugly looking species, made my brother cry! Crying at our ruthless demeanour he just said – ‘Why can’t you all just see how cute hoojoos look? How bad it must be feeling listening to you all!’ Well hoojoo pertain to the rats here, for this was the only word he could pronounce to describe a rat ever since he was four. He got so breathless that my parents took control by assuring him that they will harmlessly let him out of the house with some food and that was necessary for hygienic reasons. Overnight, the mere words he spoke darted through my heart for it left me to ponder how God must be feeling when we actually prove ourselves to be maniacs by overlooking the much more ‘cuter’ aspects of life and just criticizing the less cuter jolts of life! Sometimes how we need to let the pouring rain touch our faces before the joyous feeling of witnessing the rainbow can engulf us. Sometimes how a rodent makes you realize that the reason why God doesn’t always put all the sweet things in your basket is just because he cares way too much for you to not become diabetic. :)