Let it Rain!

When you think of a rainy day, it’s often portrayed as gloomy and sometimes an upsetting mood. Today for a strange reason am looking at it differently. The sound is calming and makes me want to listen to it more. The feel of the drops on my face, the rattle it brings, and the smell of fresh mud make a great combination. I feel like I have a rain of thoughts to introspect, and that perhaps is making me pen my rainy thoughts.

I still remember my childhood days, when school finishes and I walk home, it just pours. I play with my friends, drench ourselves in mud puddles, and open my mouth wide open to drink the rainwater. It is a feeling best experienced than described. And when you’re home, you know my mom isn’t happy with your pettish act. She knows that am looking for a reason to skip tuitions, and she would do all it takes to clean me up, feed me and send me tuitions. And there are power cuts due to the downpour, which gets us back home, which makes my day. Sometimes my rigid tuition teacher forces me to study under a lantern while we just pretend to be studious. My dad would get these hot Chilli Fritters (Mirchi Bajji) and the feeling of eating something hot, and spicy with cold weather from the rain is just a magical feeling. The feeling you get when you get drenched in rain knowing that you get sick. As I said before, one should experience this crazy feeling. Good old memories

I often feel rains have emotions that reflect one's personality. Sometimes it’s so soothing that one would feel calm and rejuvenated. And when the situation escalates you realize a thunderous storm is waiting to unfold. Most of us feel relaxed when situations are under control however when they go out of hand, a situation would unravel creating havoc. I feel disturbed when a situation goes out of my control, that creates a whirlpool of thoughts and if that continues, it creates a hassle leading to multiple tornadoes in my mind. Eventually, I calm myself, take time to organize them, and play them in my head that either make sense or nonsense. If a situation makes sense, I’m prepared. Nonsensical thoughts stay for a few days and it’s the greatness of time again that’ll make forget. Sometimes a deep conversation and happy souls around me make me forget my worries.

I could resonate my personality with the mood of rainy weather. Sometimes calm and sometimes thundery. People very close to me can see an interlude of my emotions waiting for an outburst. Just like a small whirlpool turning into a huge turnaround and ultimately reaching a deadfall. In some cases my mood is reflective of the people around me, happy faces, real emotions, and deep conversations can give me a good high. The beauty of human relations is that we need to be more reflective of other people we are close with. We admire great qualities that we notice and reflect in our personality unknowingly. A gloomy mood is often contagious for many of us compared to a bright sunny day. Everyone prefers uplifted happiness like a sunny day. You caress the sunlight and enjoy the warmth of the day, but often life is indicating that not all days are as sunny as they seem. One needs to enjoy the gloomy day too, and instead of getting depressed, I’m trying to embrace it. Life has many ups and downs and I believe the attitude towards each situation makes us a better human. So next time when we feel depressed about a rainy day, I guess there is another way to look at it. A positive posture is all it takes and an attitude that withstands these mood swings is all it takes to change a gloomy mood to a sunny mood.

On that note, I sign off. Until next time.

-Kushal

Smile!! - That’s all I care to see you do..

Inches above my head, there is a thought – Knowing that someone’s smile in your world, can actually make you happy??

Be it a friend, or a Girl Friend or Family or even someone whom you don’t know yet! The slightest conversation, a daily “Hi” or “Take Care” message, an emoticon J, the feeling of you making someone laugh, the feeling of you being there for someone and many moments in our daily lives which charms the world around us, gets you closer to each other, although you are distant apart. It makes you wish that you were beside them, watching their happy moments, knowing that your presence can also make a difference. It’s that smile that can make a worry-free life.

The other day I was walking around the waterfront at Hoboken, saw a Dad and his daughter. He took a half day leave just to spend time with his daughter and was playing with her. He got her to office and left early so that they’ve got lot of day left to hang around. Out of curiosity, I’ve asked him, he could still do the same stuff on weekends but why on a working day. He replied, “I wanted to see the happiness in her face when I give her this surprise, and that’s a million dollar smile. This is one moment I cannot see on a weekend although we play around equally”. That’s how much of an effort people put-in just get themselves self-kicked up of their lousy life and frankly, I believe means a world to him. It’s a wonderful feeling just to spread out smiles and it in turn gets you a smile knowing that someone is happy.

Sometimes, joys are better expressed in silence as a smile holds more meaning than words. Let me take a moment and think of all those people whose smile means a world to me, meanwhile, you may wish to put-in the same thought and try to find out people, whose smile mesmerizes you . If you can’t find one, it’s never too late, step out look at the people whom you are close with. It could be you as well J

Be Happy and Keep Smiling!

Adios!

Kushal

How Lucky am I..!!

This is not a question but an expression which has been waggling on my mind for the last few days and this feeling effuses in to a blog post when a day tag lines as a CHILDRENS DAY. Yes, I mean it and I’m sure that you guys won’t deny after reading this…

Last week, our company had performed an event called the FAMILY DAY, an event that dazzles with the talents of the employees, gusts out with many entertaining acts and a casual get together of all the families. It’s an evening of bliss and an event well spent at Ness. This time, there was an opportunity for us from the CSR club to perform on stage and the guys came up with a fantastical idea of portraying a message oriented concept as a stage play. This is something I want to pull for various non-disclosing reasons but I was very confident to make this happen. I usually undergo mental preparation to foresee all the problems that might hinder this act and have backup plans handy to execute. There have been stressful pre-event preparations in making this work as our stage play is made in English and our adopted kids are from a Telugu medium school. Managing the act was stupendously difficult as a lot of responsibility rested on my shoulders. Ideally it’s a great learning for me to take important decisions, layout a proper plan and make people believe that the idea behind this act is properly justified as a proper CSR act to the Management. But this journey has been an eye opener to me. I’ve seen children who are having just one dress, who are astoundingly talented yet had to compromise on food habits and the most shameful fact is that these little angels have no foot wear and travel bare foot every where they travel. A bitter reality shocked me to the core, made me obnoxious that these people deserve a better life. It saddens me when I see a group high earning individuals, sharing the same space with these worthy little darlings. It may be quite weird for you to accept the word “DARLINGS” but there are actually moments where in a child comes to me and tell me that I’m blessed because I’m a left hand writer and there is a moment when I appreciate these little tots about their contribution to the act and they say that “Anna, you did so much to us, can’t we just do what you trained us all these days!”. So much reciprocation from these little ones actually overwhelms me to my heart and soul.

And a remembrance that continues to stay in my mind all the time and this happened exactly one year from today, when I was celebrating my Children’s day with a group specially challenged kids at Sadhana Institute. I rolled into tears after my most memorable day whilst being playful to the children. In this world, oh my!! that’s a wide range of people to talk about, but if you compare the people around you, who are obsessed with greed, with deeds that lead to life destructing relations, acts that ignites the negative emotions among the society and many more feelings beyond my thoughts, there exists children who are pure in thoughts, compassionate towards everyone of us and live life just like there is always a scope and a hope of a new ray that brightens a new future. Their warmth may not give them what they need but at least make them forget current sorrows.I could have written more about them but the contemplation of the emotions swirled around that day was inexpressible. It must be your experience. I did not catch a proper sleep till I do something for these kids and my vindication turns as a Silent Auction of the paintings which these children made and got them a 20,000 INR which eventually was made into a Flour maker and great peace in my mind.

All these experiences really makes me realize the luxurious life I have and my helplessness towards these young generation who can be moulded for a better purpose. It’s just that someone’s sin or their uncontrollable desire or many reasons that aren’t possible to pen down really made us see this reality. Today a friend asked me what reason I would give her to live. After this I’m sure she is going to find her answer after this. A lot of hope is still left in this world for us to live and the moment we spend our time with these children can really make a better future for at least one child. This feeling is what you would carry all your lifetime. An emotional gulp is what we require once in a while and I hope many of us do our parts to the maxim extent possible.

Not to forget, a very Happy Children’s day to all the little budding flowers in this world. May you have all the strength to lead a path that you aspire to become!

Sayonara!!

Kushal

A Girl in the City of Hyderabad

I always liked the beauty and sheer confidence of a Hyderabadi Girl. She is pure in thoughts and clear in mind when comes to the execution of her life. There are many qualities I adore and look upon when I think of her. She is an absolute trait to the Women Fraternity.
Today, for no reason, there is a thought which brushed my mind and here I am writing about her. She tickles my every breath and makes me feel lighter. This is just the same feeling when you spread your arms across while cruising over Hussainsagar in the grand Baghyanagar Boat. This girl is a lot happening at any place and anytime. At work she enthralls her colleagues with her quick wit, at home she nurses every responsibility put on her, with friends she is affectionate, at times she is very stubborn about the decision she makes or the idea she has and will not let any buffoon playing pranks with her and not to forget her temper, she keeps you circling around with her whip of anger. Her mood swings are better analogous to the weather in the city. The Unpredictable anger represents the burning high temperatures in summer. Her affection is interchangeable with the fresh rains of Monsoon. Her wit symbolizes the part of the winter which makes you chilled when you are in the shade while you get tanned when you step in the sun. This woman has a strong devotion towards god. She wouldn’t have a week rolling without thinking of him at least thrice in a day. Personal or Professional, be it any matter, in her life, it’s the god who will be posted first and later she figures out the solution all by herself and thanks god, one unique factor which distinguishes women around the world and her. You only have One Charminar in this World which represents magnificent architecture and only Woman having all such qualities.
She is outright very interested and possibly spends most of her time grooming her body with the best cosmetics, the best dresses and her scintillating accessories. Good amount of time & effort is just spent only to woo the society with her exterior looks. She has a very minute contemplation about the fact that people around care internal beauty more than anything else. The city of Hyderabad has also the similar notion when it comes portraying her beauty. No matter how many Hi-tech Cities or architectural IT parks arise, the real essence of Biryanis or Hussain Sagars or Birla Mandirs will never be lost. Her shopping interests are to die for. She has a very tiny thought of buying an item with a minimal budget ends up spending all the items in her wardrobe yet she always likes her neighbors stuff. Now she realizes she had overspent her money and calms her shopping nerves. Again there is a moment where she finds something interesting in the market, she dodges into it and later makes up a reason for us to believe that she actually requires it. I just love this part of her attitude and adore the way the reasons shape up.
The Traffic in the City is quite unpredictable and so is this woman’s response. She is clumsy like the Khairatabad traffic in the morning and is refreshing like the Necklace road drive in the evening. She is fantastic when it comes to cooking but she hates doing it. She loves going round the city for no reason and blames herself for not being able to cover the entire city after an exhausting tour. No matter how messed up you are during the day, you always have this women listening to you and will tweak your thoughts in such a way that your path towards success goes smooth. This typically reminds of the heavily loused up City Shopping malls during the weekend as they ease up during the weekday. You only smoothen your shopping by choosing the right offer at the right season.
All in all, the charisma of the Hyderabadi Women, her everlasting beauty, her impeccable heart and her affectionate behavior will always make her unique from all the women in the world. She will always be remained in the hearts of many people and I’m very glad to know many of them. This is my tribute and a salute to all my Hyderabadi Women. You are the best and you make the best out of any place you live. You truly are and will embrace everyone’s lives!! Hats off!!

Later,
Kushal

Moms are Moms!

Special tribute to all the Moms in this world as it’s a special day for every one of us. Happy Mother’s Day to all the readers. I don’t think we need to specially celebrate Mother-child relation but we do owe an expression of thankfulness. I am very weak in showing my gratitude towards my mom but I don’t think it’s really necessary. I feel it’s artificial. But I know for a fact that I am there for her all the time. although it's needless to say.But why are Moms selflessly showing love and affection to their child’s?

On this special day, I’d like to share my special moments which I had with my Mom. I may not have a friend-friend kind of a relation but one shrewd observation is that many of my friends are such close to their moms! I doubt my character. I still remember the day when I was affected with Jaundice way back in 6^th grade. My Mom was just alone in the whole treatment as my health was worsening with a continuous diarrhoea and a high fever. She was circling hospitals and taking care of me at home. Yet my health wouldn’t improve. I had to undergo a homeopathy medicine which is one miserable tasting leafy balls with a dose of a superstition mantra. I wouldn’t swallow the medicine as the medicine is even worse than the description I’ve made. She convinced me with all the items in my wish list and finally a very lean, ultra skeletal Kushal remains. She felt awful looking at me and a new diet was made for me. That’s is where the Skinny Kushal turns into a fatso and I still maintain the same body discipline. I did not understand her state of mind then but she really put her heart and soul in getting me recovered. While we are on this subject there is something which amazes me all the time during the whole transformation. While I was young, the lumpy Kushal was found very cute and I had my own fans who used to toy around with my fatty areas. But the same person at 24 is one miserable round object who looks unfit for many things. “It’s not me who turned fat it’s the society who perceives it different”, Kushal shouts. Yet I remain health conscious for a totally different reason.

Since we are hanging around with the same subject, after 18 years, I underwent few medical tests very recently due to a slight mess up in my metabolic system and now I urge myself to some physical exercises and a very controlled diet. My mom really has to work hard in providing me such a healthy food considering her record of the "Tasty Food"(rich cholesterol stuff) and the fact that I have never changed my body shape in the last 18 years. Now that I am working on my body now and let me share you a strange incident. My mom feels that it’s high time I need to work on my body, I have been undergoing in a complete change in my diet. Now my dinner includes only 3 oil free chapati’s with all leafy and hemoglobin rich vegetables. This has been my daily routine in the last few days and looking at it, my mom felt so sad, she would let me have more Chapati’s with a my favorite aloo curry. Although I said NO, the gesture was overwhelming to me. That's how Moms are.This is one perfect example on how moms in this world are made. That’s my confession, Moms are Moms! They are so pure, thoughtful and provide us unconditional love and affection that anyone would ever ask or expect in their life.

Moms are the Best and they would always be. I take great pride in expressing the fact. I’m sure you would agree with me as well. Wish every mother in this world a Happy Moms Day!

Thank you all folks for your time!

Love,

Kushal

Boulevard of Broken Dreams!

Am I Amicable? A Question that haunted me from the last one year and yet I have no answer. The long lasting weekends creep me out with all sorts of disgusting behavior of me and yet I am unanswered. The State of tranquility in my room bothers me a lot. I am preoccupied with thousands of questions which make me numb and outburst results nothing but an insignificant actions which eases my time. The sense of interest in my career, my Job, my health, my family, my friends is completely lost. Sometimes I even wonder how my name justifies me.

This is yet another such moment where I find myself sleepless while I try to regain my lost conscious about me. Last 12 months had moments which I think I can never forget, both the brighter and the harder. More importantly I somehow do not see any value addition. I grew reputation at work which feels satisfying sometimes but more often it never made me happy. The desire of me wanting exciting add-ons has always kept me failed at execution resulting a broken me. I wish I could pen down each and every item but I am sure there is nothing fruitful from it. I am exponentially decreasing in morals and the only thing that lifts me up every day is that a hope which I think can give a 360 degree push.

I always felt that walking down alone in your own boulevard is one phase which everyone undergoes in their life. Most of them will not even realize it as it’s something unplanned. It happens. The only people who find hard to cross this barrier always need a companionship\self motivation which boasts their character and helps you find your way to reach success. But my confused mind always asks a cowardly question. Why can’t I do it myself? I have no vision of future and no control on the present yet I’m slogging hard to cross each day. I don’t need alone time or neither I think a counselor aids my situation. I comfort myself with Time hoping something is going to change. I have no powers to show the world of what I am and neither I’m growing towards it. I disturb my metabolism as it worsens me which deprives me down further.

I am just a toy in a showcase who acts when given a key and sometimes I am not efficient as I am supposed to be. I wonder this is the worst I could be or is there something left to deteriorate. The happier moments doesn’t lift me up while the distressing moments hit me hard. The pandemonium continues as the days pass on. The External appearances I think also have a major role to play here. Perhaps that is the reason I think in my case left me alone but now I am trying hard to save what’s in my hands. I hope that the streak continues as the days pass by.

I wish I was a Selfless soul or a thoughtless body. Awaiting to regain my confidence!

Disregards and Hopeless,

Kushal

PS: This is the saddest of my writings and really appreciate if there are no questions here.

My Gandhi’s Day got "KIDNAP"ped- a Review

It’s Oct 2nd, one more holiday from my work but I still got a feeling that someone might call me asking me to come to office and work. I was lazing around, trying to have a nap for greater part the day and suddenly realized,” Who Cares?”, “No one asked me to work though I am supposed to”, “Let me get started with this boring day “. And FYI, the time is 2000 hrs.

I’ve called my brother and asked whether we could go for any movie and we decided to hit on this movie called “CHINTAKAYALA RAVI”, Venkatesh starer. Don’t just get wild with the name, Tollywood a.k.a Telugu Movie industry can just be like that. Anyways, we’ve moved on to the theatre to see whether we get any tickets. I’m such a person who would never stand in a queue to buy tickets in a normal theatre. I think “It’s Cool” not doing so. So, the only option I always use is to find some Black ticket seller and get 2 tickets which by the way is done by my brother all the times. After a while he came to me and said, “Bro, it costs 300 bucks for each, shall we give a chance?”. “No ways, 300 is a lot “, “Don’t we have any other movies around”, I said. And we’ve just decided to go for this Movie called KIDNAP, a Sanjay Dutt, and Imraan Khan Starer. Initial Impressions on the movie is that the young guy, Imraan Khan, in this movie looks really amazing and has done good with his debut “Jaane tu ya jaane na”. So we anticipated the movie to be good and got ourselves tickets and were all set to watch the movie.

KIDNAP-the plot:

This movie runs between two characters Vikranth Raina who is a multi millionaire by the way, played by Sanjay Dutt and Kabir, played by Imraan Khan. The Movie basically is the revenge of Kabir on Vikranth Raina and this is because of a past situation where Kabir tries to steal Vikranth raina’s car in order to help his friend who had met with an accident. Kabir was sent to jail despite the Police man backing this young child. There Kabir experiences tough time being and saving himself from his fellow Jail mates and made him this tough guy who decides to have his pay back from VIKRANTH RAINA and so he kidnaps his daughter, Sonia, played by Minisha Lamba. So, how Vikranth saves his daughter from Imran’s deadly challenges is pretty much all the movie about.It involves all the chases, fights etc and finally ends up reaching the climax and soon the “THE END” title.

Review-the worst part

If you are actually wondering as what made this the WORST PART, then I’d say “Dumbo’s use some common sense, this movie is not worth rating!!!”. Well, let me just ease a bit and be nice while I give you the “what I like” points. To start of with, I’d say Minisha Lamba, she is the only character to be watched, her costumes through out are mind blowing (Guy’s check that out, I literally mean it). She has turned out SEXY all of a sudden after all her earlier sober image from her earlier movies. Then, Music, by Pritam, sounds good to this pretty average movie. And that’s pretty much it about the WIL (abbrev to What I Like, better get used to it) points. And what’s not, I can write pages about this.No one seems to be interested in this movie, the actors(sanjay dutt, Imraan khan) , director(Sanjay Gandhvi, The Dhoom Series Director) and I see the audiences, after 30 mins of the movie. Anyone watching the trailer would expect certain JAW DROPPING scenes and this department is poorly handled as none of the scenes are hardly exciting.I’m saying there are many hard to digest scenes which I don’t want to write about as its your time waste reading it. Let me come to the Joke of the movie is that this character, Sonia’s mother played by Vidya Malvade(the CHAK DE Team Captain), looks like her mother hardly, the divorcee wife of Sanjay Dutt. All in all Kid”NAP” is a sleepy, Boring, TIMEWASTE, DUMB and DULL movie but if you still dare watching, do it at your own risk.

Am dozing off now!!

Much love,

Kushal