Archive for December 2007
I remember myself waiting eagerly for the summer hols. Waiting for those two months, for sleeping till 12 noon, for television till midnight, for comfort of home all day long. Spending time with my family, infinite dishes cooked by mom and rest unbound. Spending holidays at home was all I wished for.
I remember all this, coz today 10 years down the line, I am studying at a college away from my home, with friends. I remember all this coz, now when I come to home for hols, I feel bored at times. Its not that love for my family has faded over years, its just that theres nothing to do at all at home. Most of my childhood friends have moved on with their life as I have. They come to their parents house at different times. So more often than not, I end up getting bored at my parents house.
Well just now I realized that I have shifted from using “home” to “parents house”. Well I guess there lies the answer. But still I love to spend a week or so with my parents during holidays. Make it a bit long and I want to rush back to the college. Talking to my friends, I found out that its with most of us. I wish that it shud not be the case with me, but well it is.
Post interval, “Om Shanti Om” took a surprising turn. Shahrukh Khan was reborn with a new identity. What I found is that most of us undergo a sort of continuous rebirth at various stages of life. I personally feel a dire need to reinvent myself given diverse circumstances.
Life forces us to play various roles at various times. Those who mould themselves according to the roles usually turn out to be more successful than those who are not able to. Also its nescessary to be a student of life throughout. Its only through constant study of life, do we be able to adapt.
Well, I dont want to discuss that phase of my life where there was a great thrust to adapt, but was not able to. I just would say that, it lead to frustration to depression. However I overcame that phase. My personal advise would be to let that reincarnation happen. Resisting it is not an option.
Jab dekha tha use
Kuch hua tha mujhe
Keh nahin sakta kya tha ehsaas
Sab shithil sa ho gaya tha aas paas
Woh ehsaas kuch ajeeb tha
Ek dard sa woh de jo gaya
par lage mujhe kyon pyara woh
bata de koi mujhko
khair mere yaar, mere saathi
jeevan ki is dor mein
aayega phir wohi ehsaas
pehli baar toh maine jaane diya
par abki baar rahoonga mein tyaar.