When Silence Speaks...

Over time I have come to realize not all relations stand the test of time. Not all friends no matter how dear they were to you at some point, will stay that way forever. Not all can accept you the way you are with your shortcomings and still love you the same. As in, not all relations evolve to be with zero expectations and non judgmental. Just take a look at your social website - Facebook or Insta or whatever else that you use; see how many folks are listed out there. Thousands of people you have met throughout the years, with whom you have spent some great time, but today are just no better than strangers.  My immediate family,  my parents and my sister,  who needless to say come with just one major expectation of me being happy their way; other than that - they love me unconditionally; for who I am. Other than them, it’s hard to believe that I still have a handful of friends who I can say will stay with me for years to come. Some of whom I know for 14 years now and some for just

So, now that I want to get into some serious mountaineering activities, I started with reading books on mountains. When you check for top few books on mountains the one that comes up is " Into Thin Air by Jon Krakauer " followed by “  The Climb by Anatoli Boukreev" ; both based on the 1996 Everest disaster which was made quite controversial. I started with "Into Thin Air' and while I was reading, I was continuously in conflict with Jon's views. Mind you, my memory is pretty weak when it comes to remembering details of any story - whether its books or movies. I had watched few documentaries and the Everest movie based on this topic; but that was a while ago. when I started reading this book 2 weeks back, I had no background; you can say I was totally new to this story.  And yet, it was difficult for me to understand some of Jon's accusations or feelings.  But nevertheless, Jon's style of writing was amazing; he knew how to keep reader's

We don’t readily share our happiness with faraway friends. Atleast I don’t share my happy smiling face every now and then except with my sister. I just feel maybe the person may not be in a good mood; might be going through a rough phase or what would they care anyway, so why bother. But I realized today that it might brighten up someone’s day unexpectedly too. So am sitting here in the airport. Had woke up at 3 in the morning, did the drill of getting ready, packing up, checking out of hotel, Uber, traffic, security queue, reach the gate and find out that flight is delayed by 2 hours. And I wasn’t really mad or in bad mood; I have got used to all this; so now I really don’t get worked up at all when am stuck in traffic or delayed flights. Simple mantra - it is what it is, you can do much, so chill. But having said that, I am definitely groggy and sleepy; and have no reason to be smiling. I was just reading a book; and analyzing all the folks at the gate. Just kind of lost you can s

You thought he never cried But to weep without tears  Was the hardest thing he did for you And you thought he was emotionless. To all those tough hearts - Happy Fathers Day! 

A friend asked me recently, how do you love yourself so much? And truly, I don’t know how I got to be what I am today. It was a process and I don’t know when it began, or if deep down I was always like this. It took its own sweet time and effort I believe. But when she asked me that question, I realized that yeah, I do love myself a lot, that I enjoy every minute of being myself.  Although I cannot think of when it all started, but I can definitely tell few things which played major role consciously or sub consciously.  One of them, is accepting my flaws. Knowing that no body is perfect, not even so called Gods. So don’t be too hard on your self. Mistakes are part of your personality. It’s not the mistakes that define your personality but how you react to them and what you make of them. Forgive yourself for the past. Nobody else needs your forgiveness more than yourself. Stop hating the hated for your own good. Stop blaming the world for events of your life.  I told her my goal

The hustled steps on cobbled street Miss to see the fallen leaves  Stomping on the puddled path They trod away into the fog It’s not the twinkling drop of rain It’s not the fragrance of wet earth  It’s not the dancing daffodils  It’s not the beckoning rainbow  None can distract these hustled feet But the shining penny and dime For a loaf of bread and glass of wine The list which then goes on and on Two feet just stopped and turned around 'coz no dime could buy what they seek For a while I was one of these; but no more The hustled steps on cobbled street!

They said you are a girl They said you should be home! She said I am a girl She said this world is my home. They said you are a lady They said you should be shy! She said I am a lady She said I will be as bold as brass. They said you are a woman They said you should be bound! She said I am a woman She said I will bounce carefree.