Stranger for Life

After a long time, I’m writing a story… 

As always, dear readers… I apologize for all the grammatical and spelling mistakes that I committed while depicting this story.

The  Stranger

Have you ever responded to Unknown numbers?

 

I did... Yes, I responded to a stranger who called me morning around 10:00 am, It was sunday, a quite boring day.

I prepared a cup of tea with elachi and was listening to arjith sing song

paas aaye..

dooriyaan phir bhi kam naa huin

ek adhoori

si hamaari kahaani rahi

aasmaan ko zameen, ye zaroori na…

In the middle my phone started playing

" Janam janam janam saath chalna yunhi

Kasam tumhe kasam aake milna yahin

Ek jaan hai bhale do badan ho judaa

Meri hoke humesha hi rehna

Kabhi na kehna alvida ".

But i was busy cleaning up the mess in the kitchen, it took quite long time to answer the call.

"If you are unable to receive the call, enjoy the ringtone "

So, i usually set nice ringtone to my phone. I love when it sings but it rarely does.

I took my phone and entered my room, comfortably lying on bed beside the window, I started having my tea, sip by sip. Each sip was so relaxing and i had the essence of elachi on each sip. 

“Perfectly blended elachi tea

For a tired soul and body

It tasted so delicious”

…Enjoying a cup of tea is my favourite pastime

when no one is around.

I almost finished my tea and decided to check my phone for missed call, I kept tea mug on window skirting, and redialled...

I say it’s just a coincident, but I got surprised by hearing my ringtone as the other person’s caller tune.

It made me to enjoy the whole music again! because i got no response from the other end .

I decided to hear music one last time, I called the number again. 

Stranger picked the call!

Conversation didn’t start with "HELLO" it started with the lyrics of the music which I was humming “ALVIDA”

Hope you are fine! was the first sentence, I heard from a stranger!

How can one hope that I am fine?

when I’m actually dealing with insomnia and laziness ?

That stranger hoped that I’m fine ! well,

I replied,

It’s good to hope things and its best to pour your thoughts and frustration on a stranger, BTW I don’t want to know who you are? I just want to know why you called? with a sweet tone.

Conversation started, it continued... for hour, my tea cup dried, by having all tea strains on it. like old memories, associated with favourite music and like age old tea spots sticking on a porcelain cup.

Now... conversation went well, just a time pass though! Quite relaxing too… 

I got confirmed that he found me on instagram, where he shared his facebook profile link, I saved his number as

“A Stranger” and we shared our social existence.

You feel good to talk to stranger, only if your thoughts matches, interests collides, you feel good to pour your heart, if that stranger is matured enough to guide you, without any hidden intensions, heal you for soul purpose... 

Yes I found a healer, A Stanger who is not judgemental and a humorous person (standup comedian/a good musician) is what i can say.

Days passed,

He became a podcast for my journey, cookie with my tea. well I became his favourite Alexa with emotions. We started having virtual tea.

Our coffee time, tea break matched well virtually with a phone call.

Rectangle screen, circular web cameras started capturing us, all electronic gadgets tried their best in showcasing our emotions to each other.

My earphone transmitted his breathe, his webcam received my feelings. virtually we connected, shared refreshing thoughts, recharged batteries through wires, created positive vibe around us.

"Even now melody in his voice notes, give me goose bumps, his call brings me butterflies, we fell through messenger screen, through wireless channel that carried our words and emotions across miles”

It’s not my story, it’s a story of all readers who connected virtually with their dear ones,

This story is a tribute to technology, which made things connect, reconnect and made distance one call away, made appearance one touch away.

Create memories: Over a cup of coffee!

2019_writing!

New post.

Here I go...

I remember it was 3:33 pm on Wednesday 03-03-2017,

By finishing all my college work I came out, walked a few steps in dust towards the bus stand, one by one counting 120 steps finally I reached the bus stand to board the bus,

The bus was scheduled for the departure at 3:55 pm, the whole bus stop was filled with all kind of people, tall, short, black, white, blind, handicap and many more.

By looking at the faces of all individual unknowns, well-known crowded bus arrived my place on-time. The bus was crowded with all aspirants who are so eager to reach their home from Bangalore silk board.

I could hardly put my feet inside the bus, still, somehow I managed to get inside the overcrowded bus, with a fear of losing all my belongings like chain, cell phone, purse, and most precious watch and slippers.

As time lapse, fresh air started to enter inside the bus, I found space to turn around, and even got empty seats in a row to sufficiently accommodate myself with my college bag. I sat beside window looking at the amazing view of traffic jam, garbage dumps and pollution.

When it was 12km to reach my stop, the bus had only 8 members including driver, among them I saw a guy wearing white shirt, who was busy in chatting over cell phone, standing like a conductor even though seats are empty.

With generous heart, I went beside him …

“I follow my curiosities and see where they take me.”

Oh, what a coincidence that guy was once my college mate / my friend, with full the confidence... I unplugged earphone from his cellphone,

"Janam janam janam saath chalna yunhi

Kasam tumhe kasam aake milna yahin " started playing in volume 7

with a shock he looked at my face, I smiled and told him to unplay that song...

We started our conversation by finding the lyrics and proper English meaning of that beautiful song 

"Forever, forever, forever, Walk by my side

Promise me that will meet me again"

Conversation continued,

I told him to sit first so that we can talk till we get down.

He sat beside me, his perfume smell striked my nose so hard that still I feel the fragrance in every bus I board thinking that he may be in that bus.

we remembered all our good old days, revisited past and shared future plans… 

We were very good friends but our domain of interesr got changed so our bondage fade.

 Meanwhile, we met so many special people in our life, so our focus and interest towards eachother distracted and shared with new passerby's of our life.

Now, by talking to him I regained back my memory, I recalled every single moment that I spent with him and thought how it all became a memory.

All emotions started to play music in their own rhythm with my feelings, the feeling started to flow with words in silence.

Finally with a pause,

We exchanged numbers...

When all words got over in traffic signal lights it was his stop to get down, he asked me to get down so that we can have a cup of coffee in Café coffee day!

“A lot did not happen as I refused to have a cup of coffee”

I told him that we can go some other day…

: He told me

“unexpected plans works, not the expected one”

: just get down

: I said NO

So, he said Ok Bye! By plugging in ear phone playing "janam janam janam"

And started walking, walking away with the same smile, same charm ………

Week passed, months rolled...

I didn't get a chance to meet him

Later he moved to UK on his office project… settled their !

Now it’s been long years, I just remember the day #special day have a bit of regret… for not giving my time for a coffee.
Now,

I have a debt over a “cup of coffee”

People say life is short, yes it is too short to full fill tiny little things,

And writers says… “ Everyone will disappear in their own way”

Yes, true… even though we stay under the same sky sometimes we never get opportunity to be with a person as we are now, to have dinner together as we wished, and to have a cup of coffee as we planned, eventually we forget _ we regret only with missed_moments.

We lose people in due course of time, we lose their presence around, we never get that opportunity, as life has to move on with a new set of passer-by’s who comes in our way…

On the crossroads of the future, most good friends lose themselves to an eternity of regrets.Most of us lose connections unknowingly thinking that it is only natural until we realize the deceit in our understanding and end up craving for something we put to rest a long time ago. Thus begins a morbid curiosity within our conscience.” ― Adhish Mazumder

“Never be too late to plan for a cup of coffee together, at least try to make a moment into memory”

“Never refuse little requests that come in your way to create memorable moments for lifetime”

“Moments are lost in the blink of an eye, but the regret can last for a lifetime.”

If you are late to create memories over ordinary moments then you regret forever for not creating something extraordinary one. 

#create_memories

--$uparna...

Mind Mastery

Nowadays, Joy of living is the joy of giving time to oneself. Spending at least 10min for himself with no stress and worries for his betterment is becoming very rare, we do multiple tasks at a time and we don't simply sit to relax we take up smartphones out to detox our mind again. 

Credits:https://www.colourbox.com/vector/cartoon-monkey-business-man-stress-dancing-vector-16457110

A day doesn't have only 24 hrs to spend but has more than 24 issues to deal with.

We are INDIVIDUALS living "our" lives under pressure and pleasure associating with the external factors. 

Being an individual we all have a tendency to explore the meaning of LIFE in our own way where actually clashes between internal aspiration and external thoughts arise. 

For example, our internal aspiration says us to eat 2 rotis for daily breakfast as a part of a healthy diet with some fresh green vegetables, but our external environment will make us eat what is served by our family or canteens or we end up eating fast foods as we don't have time to cook our own food. Here, you can't compromise with your internal aspiration of being healthy and even blame the environment that serving you food because, 

If YOU are not capable of making things of your wish, who else will make it happen for you ???

This statement will repeat in every other issue of your life because you cannot force anyone to make things happen for you, you are solely responsible for your well being and every other individual have the same aspiration like you, they are not your slaves to obey your dictatorship.

So, the solution resides in mutual understanding and adjustment with the balance of mutual respect on each other's aspirations and not by ruling each other or blaming and ordering.

[Predict] ≠ [React]

We cannot predict the circumstances that arise but surely We can decide the way we react to it. 

Life is not a daily routine to be in the same way as days before or years, it is a reality where we need to accept the reality and adapt ourselves for every situation that comes along the way.

I'd like to narrate a short story of Devadatta, who is a monk who stays in one place for about 30 days and travels to the next place where the path takes him. 

credits: melbournechapter.net

When he was residing in Jnanasagh a cow came near his tent where it usually used to graze. He called the cow and fed bananas and sweet, the next day cow directly came to his tent, again he fed the same with sweats, mangoes and all...

This routine repeated for about 29 days now its Devadatta's last day in Jnanasagara and he packed his tent, clothes, utensils and served cow with leftover uncooked rice and left. Next day cow came, Devadatta was not there, the cow did not burst into tears may be it felt sad, :o

credits: https://melbournechapter.net/explore/clipart-walking/#gal_post_3324_walking-clipart-9.png

Cow adapted itself for the way it used to be before. Days passed, months rolled, Cow didn't died with starvation or went to depression. It didn't cry alone by recollecting the memories it had with him. On the other side, Devadatta resided in next city fed old people and found that place very much attached resided there more than a month and led his life.

Credits: https://melbournechapter.net/explore/clipart-walking/

At the end of each story, so many questions arise and opinion differs because each of us thinks in a different way and stick to our own vision, here we can't argue who is right or who is wrong or even we cannot change our opinions or change other opinions too.

because we know these famous lines

"some people enjoy the coffee and many will just drink it"

or as Bob says "some will dance in the rain many will just get wet"

Its all about of being yourself and enjoying your own company and living life as the way it comes.

Things to note are:

1) Seeing only good in every aspect 

2) Adapting ourselves to each scenario 

3) Making adjustment with internal thoughts and external choices

In life believing is important for living and hoping for "what all happened has happened for GOOD" is the mind mastery.

--$uparna

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