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

Reality

It takes just a few minutes to understand the meaning of imagination and reality

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Story of letter and poetry

ದಯವಿಟ್ಟು ಗಮನಿಸು

ಅನಿಸಿಕೆ

 ಕವಿತೆಯ ಅಕ್ಷರದಲ್ಲಿ ನಾ ಅಡಗಿ ಕುಳಿತಿರುವಾಗ...
ಕಾಣಲಿಲ್ಲವೆ ನಿನ್ನ ಕಂಗಳಿಗೆ ನನ್ನ ಪ್ರತಿಬಿಂಬ ???

ನಿನ್ನ ಹಾಡಿನ ಸಾಲುಗಳಲ್ಲಿ ನಾನಿಂದು ಬೆರೆತಿರುವಾಗ...
ತಿಳಿಯಲಿಲ್ಲವೆ ನಿನ್ನ ಭಾವಕ್ಕೆ ನನ್ನ ಈ ಪ್ರತಿರೂಪ ??
                 
ಅಭಿಪ್ರಾಯ

ನನ್ನ ಮನದಲ್ಲಿ ಆವರಿಸಿರುವ ನಿನ್ನ , ನಾ ಹೇಗೆ ಗಮನಿಸದಿರಲಿ.. ನಾ ಕಂಡೆ ನಿನ್ನ ಬಿಂಬ.

ನನ್ನ ದನಿಯೇ ನೀನಾಗಿರುವಾಗ , ನಾ ಹೇಗೆ ಅರಿಯದಿರಲಿ.. ನಾ ತಿಳಿದೆ ನಿನ್ನ ರೂಪ


-$uparna...

ಶೀರ್ಷಿಕೆ

Status Of Situations

That frustrating moment when I spend hours typing but end up with ...(3dots)
is like


That moment when you can't stop staring at someone because they are so good looking.
That moment when you receive a text that makes you smile.
That moment when you laugh at yourself for making up the best lyrics to the song you forgot the words to.
That moment when every channel is on a commercial break
That moment when you're half way through saying something and don't remember what you're talking about.

"Prescription"

Doctor was invited for a 5 years little girl birthday party. When lighting the candles,  the girl collapsed.
Immediately, doctor took her to the hospital and made arrangements to check her overall health status. The report was shocking that she had a deadly disease. Doctor came to know that she may die at any stage of her life and it cannot be cured by medical science.
But doctor neither revealed the truth to her family members nor to that child, because if they got to know that she dies at any point of time, then they spoil their happy moments thinking that she will pass away.
But instead of the truth, he said that "little girl want to stay happier in her life. Today she missed her birthday celebration. So take an oath and make a promise to #celebrate #eachday of that girl as a #specialday.
Parents agreed and started creating each day as a special day with best moments and lead their life without regrets and more happier than all of us.


Y can't we be like them n make our life bit better and more happier.
Because we also donno when we gonna die :) so y can't we live goodlife each day without regrets and make worth of it?

Waste sheets

Waste sheets

She used to scribble some lines 

every weekend in some sheets of paper,

to write stories of life or her poems

in the candle light with the ink.

This time those sheets desperately waited. Those pen and ink were laid on her table

waiting for the warm touch. 

At last...

She took those sheets, pen and ink,

thoughts recollected on her mind,

those blank sheets filled by her tears,

ink spread all over, created a new art...

--$uparna...

" You're More Than my ENEMY - You're MY BEST FRIEND "

We were both swirling stars on opposite sides of the universe as the sun shines in a place where i'm awake and the moon wave a lullaby at your closing eyes.

We’ve tried to keep each and every moment by long and short messages and that became part of our lives.

your smile can’t be measured by so many miles and our silent laughter brought by jokes only two of us can understand.

We were both dreamers chasing all the things that were impossible learning to achieve what makes our heart happy... 

We were friends separated by distance but our connection can’t be broken by flying airplanes and even by gossips that whispers like a wind in the sky!

Every detail of each other’s face will remain in our minds and our hellos will never end with goodbyes.

Our day starts with good mornings and ends with good nights which fills the gap only by memories.

We crossed the railroad tracks, walked to every place and we even misunderstood by others,But you stood up for me each and every time...

If our friendship is love then i love our friendship if it is just a care I respect our relationship,

Don't look away if others misinterprets' this

stay with a confident smile and search for rainbows lost in the drop of tears and pain.

 If you are happy then my eyes catches all smiles;

 If my heart cries I see you melted in my hands;

My friend, O my friend I wish to be and I'd love to be

 your's best friend until the end.

:): Being hopeful and painful at the same time:(:

It has been long time for me to be here and I finally came up with the new post today. 

There are random times that I’ve thought of people whom I haven’t talked to them in recent years.

Wondering!!! Where are they and what are they probably doing ? This could itself be a big question for me Whenever, I hear their names in a random order. Counting... how many years,days and months I've passed since from the last time I have met them and shared smiles.

To be well-determined and more Independent sometimes, I also think that What if they are still stayed in my life? ? What if they are still talking to me and giving me random advises? Wouldn’t I have made any careless mistakes? or my life would have turned to be better ?

I can't even think about these swirling WHAT IF'S questions .

When ever i think of the days that are arriving with big changes in life,  I do scare like baby which is learning bicycle for the first time....

Whenever I feel myself disturbed by thinking about the future days and about my best friends whom i rarely get time to meet in future. I'm going to miss my friends with whom i used to hangout daily, clinging to their emotions and accompanying them in every task which will be just memories for each of them who are stepping out to the corporate world fighting for their existence.

I’ve found myself hoping that they will choose to stay.That they will still make me smile. That they will be with me while gazing at the twinkling little stars. That tomorrow and the day after that, they’re still calling my name, saying Hi and Hello.

But sometimes i need to accept the fact that some people never going to be back and some people will be forever gone, no matter how many times I’ve wished that they were here by my side. I’ve grieve for people who were not physically dead still absent throughout my life. I’ve missed people who have already changed and even will miss the people who are about to change by time! .

sometimes in future if i think of those people who have opted to stay and those who left my way...
 I may become so hopeful and painful at the same time ...

LOVE is a 4-legged word

He wakes me up sharp at 6'o clock

Accompanies with my morning walk

He reminds me about my daily workouts

and sits with me during my breakfast

Be with me till i move out 

watch me till i get the bus
search me there all around

and waits till i return home

He come rushing in the evening 

to hold my hand and take me home

he looks at me and his eyes says 

that he missed me the whole day

with all my stress i yell at him
n wow at me to stop worrying
he brings smile on my face
and makes me forget the stress

I'll never walk alone because he will be there
No matter what the world talk 

We walk together looking at each other

He loves me more than I love...

That's why he is my "only love"

--$uparna... 

Yet Unspoken;

I visited so many places but this "one" has left me with such strong impression that, Even now, when I am fully awake, your face flashes before my eyes and those places surrounds me with sweet fragrances and cold breeze all around.

It's a face and place, I can totally relate to god inside the temple of my heart. Because, I saw my unspoken words understood by your eyes... that moment when your eyes started conveying a message made me spellbound.  

While I was looking into your eyes, I started to realize things about myself that were scattered for years, like fragments of my inner soul that were deeply suppressed without expressing it.

[Source: Rare click by hobby photographer Vikas.H.C]

It’s hard to say whether unspoken words were buried inside me or glittered outside after it is spoken clearly without words.

Perhaps, all this life that I've known so far was in fact no more but a dream about living about enjoying and about messing up with crazy adventures. The only thing that has kept me in touch with reality was you who made me to achieve my dreams…

I know you came to me as a surprise, and i'm wondering still how?

More than a dreamer i became an achiever. 

Even if it is "true" that you knew me better than anyone,
I will never admit it.

Rather I dig my own past in the graveyard of dead feelings, than admitting your words. 

Because, even though I allow few people into my own little world, I never assure that they know fully about me more than I know about "myself".

Apart from my selfishness 

The more I care, the less I give away, and this is something for you to understand, and grant me your forgiveness. 

In all my ups and downs in the journey of my life, you started being with me , supporting me and became a bridge to connect all my broken hope, created a glowing path towards happiness and became a stepping stone for me to smile.

Rather than giving more surprises in return the least thing I can do is praying for your wellness and will always thank you wholeheartedly with tears filled eyes, holding your hands and with my knees bent...
,but still heart left unspoken.

--$uparna...