A STUPID SECOND CHANCE

Something was not right that night… I had a bad dream.

And when I woke up, my thoughts suddenly turned to her. Was she happy? I went about my monotonous existence. I got up, had my bath, dressed up for office. Work held no appeal to me anymore. My friends could not see me in that state any longer. They decided it was time for me to buckle up – to come to terms with reality. They knew I was still blaming myself for my breakup with her.

How could I not! My striving towards perfection drove her away from me. I did not realize I scared her with my hunger to things the right way always. I wanted to be the ideal boyfriend, and with time, the ideal husband. But let us face it… even Plato’s Republic failed to become reality. I should not have forgotten that “To err is Human.” With such thoughts crowding my mind every hour, minute and second of my existence, I was bound to end up in depression.

I failed to forgive myself. I failed to love her like a human should – was all I could think of. I had completely forgotten it was my birthday that day. But my friends did not. They took me for a treat later that evening to my ‘once’ favorite restaurant – the one I used to take her too very frequently. Little did I know what was in store for me… as soon as I entered the restaurant with my friends, the ground gave way beneath my feet. My head was in a spin.

She was standing in front of me. After staring for a few seconds, she came running towards me in tears. Apparently, her boyfriend was abusive. He would beat her up and also her dog. The poor dog died a few days ago. My friends came to know of the incident and invited her to my birthday party hoping for a turn in our story.

I realized what God had done that day. He gave me a Second Chance! A second chance to make things right… to start a new life. And suddenly, I became ME again. I felt it. She felt it too. And just like that, our story started again. And this time with my friends and our families in the picture too. Soon we fell in love all over again with our Perfect Imperfections. She was my finishing piece to the Jigsaw of My Life.

After a year, we got married, adopted a dog, and had a baby girl.

I felt I was the happiest and the luckiest person alive. I had a loving wife and daughter, supportive friends and family, a great job with an adorable dog – what more could I ask for! The day of our daughter’s first birthday was nearing. Seventeen days to go exactly…

She was out shopping for the big party we were planning to throw. I was at the office. Suddenly I got a call from the hospital. A truck hit her car and she was battling for her life. My world crumbled! Again! I rushed to the hospital… I held her hand, tears flowing down my eyes. Would she make it? My friends and family reached too with my daughter. And right before my very eyes, my beloved wife slipped into a COMA…

And yet, I lose again! Fate is at it again… The guiding star of my life was dimming slowly. I hugged my daughter close to me. Her pure and innocent eyes gave me hope. I saw Hope for Hope again…

NEVER ENOUGH… IS IT?

Now… where did I go wrong?

Was it me

Or was it her?

Inspired by Howard from BBT, I composed—

Sang in front of a dozen people

 

Thoda Romance aur thoda Pyaar

I gave her Space,

Love… and Time

Let her rule my wardrobe,

And my life for more than a year

Still… not enough!

Where DID I go wrong?

Fought with my parents,

My friends…

To be with her.

Yet Alone I walk now…

Bought her gifts,

Traipsed from an Activa to a Honda City

A Gorilla-Loan on my head

Yet I sit alone

In Honda City and New House

Where DID I go wrong?

I remembered her Birthday

Our Anniversary… and

Her dog’s birthday too!

Enough, it was not…

Sans girlfriend…

Sans friends.

Maa shouts – “Told you so!”

“You left us for the wrong one” – friends say.

Neigh! Enough, it will never be…

Where DID I go wrong?

“I do not love you anymore”

said she…

And went out the door.

To another man’s arms.

Bleak world… no laughter

No sugar, no spice, or anything nice.

Everything I did for you,

For us…

Not enough.

Will it ever be Enough?

Does a Second Chance await me?

I walk the lonely road now…

Who was I?

Who am I now?

“Do you remember me?”

“I used to buy roses for my girlfriend everyday.”

“No.” – said the flower vendor…

Lost… to the tides of time.

Lost… to the tides of a broken heart.

I work. For whom?

I breathe. For whom?

Lost… For eternity?

I do not know,

How to smile anymore.

The world is dark,

Without you in it.

The Star has fallen…

A rudderless boat…

Will it ever reach the shore?

Maybe I am IT!

The mistake…

Was I trying too much?

“Man, you were too good for her.”

Friends murmur…

I lost. My perfectionist attitude.

It drove her away,

While striving towards perfection,

I lost my senses…

The small things always matter!

Beauty lies in Imperfection.

A victim to the Ideal.

My wounds… would you heal?

Ever?

What do you think?

The Unproposed Guy…

Will he be proposed to again?

Huffing and Puffing…

I ran after Perfection.

Not realizing…

I was spiraling down the stairs,

Fast!

People!

Forget Yourself Not,

While giving love…

While living life…

Be Imperfectly Perfect.

I see light…

I see hope…

I see her…

I see a second chance…

I hope for hope…

I walk the lonely road… do I?

P.S. Stay tuned to The Unproposed Guy. Who knows what life may offer to him next!

#PostYourSalute Happy Independence Day

Today is India’s 72nd Independence Day- A proud day for Every Indian. I express it with my salute – to country’s peace and prosperity.

I can proudly say that I am free.
I am not a professional actor.
I am not an aspiring model.
I am just an unknown – #invisibleunknown, like every Indian who helps grow our country day by day.

Happy Independence Day to all those fighters who gave us the free identity and to those who are fighting to protect our freedom and identity.

Tag your friends and tell them to #PostYourSalute

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India’s freedom struggle was a hard-fought one and Independence Day is the day to pledge and to protect the unity and integrity of our country. Independence Day is a national holiday and is celebrated with much fervour across the nation.

India will celebrate its 72nd Independence Day today. For all Indians Independence Day is a day to remember the people who fought the Britishers and gave up their lives to free the country from a foreign ruler.

Feel the pride of being the part of such a glorious nation.

Laughuck vs Sadick

Once upon a time in the dark world, there was a devil called ‘Sadick’. He was all red and scary. People of different colors were afraid of him. He was the ruler.  He was a nasty bastard. He was selfish. He was that stereotypical villain – the bad guy.

Then, one bright day in the dark world, a happy face called ‘Laughuck’ entered and changed everything. He was blue and he started making friends, started making people happy.

This made Sadick angry.

It was #Laughuck vs #Sadick. Who will win? People were tensed. They just wanted a new ruler and it was Laughuck. But there was no way to conquer Sadick.

Laughuck came with an idea. He made people laugh out so fucking loud that they changed into blue and gathered his army. He defeated scary red ass Sadick.

Laughuck won the battle with just fucking laugh.
#tinytales #shortstory #tinytale

I was being so nontechnical. Let’s be some science student. Thus,

Laughter decreases stress hormones and increases immune cells and infection-fighting antibodies, thus improving your resistance to disease. Laughter triggers the release of endorphins, the body’s natural feel-good chemicals. Endorphins promote an overall sense of well-being and can even temporarily relieve pain.

Rat-Race amongst a Hundred Million [Updated]

Wish I had the chance

To start over again

No matter what I do

I will be not satisfied

I’m tired of this race

Tired of this monotonous existence

I’m tired of trying to run ahead

Tired of the race

I had to race

A hundred million

To get to my mother’s womb

Oh Boy, was I tired!

But… “This is the beginning”

God said, and mocked.

Very soon I had to struggle

Along with my mother

And finally I was out in the world

Aspirations around me

Hopes around me

I felt the pressure

On my fingertips,

I felt it everyday.

The hopes heaped on me

The aspirations

Of generations gone by.

What do I want?

Who am I?

What do I want?

Does anybody care,

About how I feel?

Oh, the rat race is on!

It is always on.

I’m tired of running

Can I go to sleep now?

An interview I faced

To get to pre-school

Only to increase one

Notch higher every time

Pre-school passed.

My nose into books,

Parents called me ideal

Friends called me weird.

Oh Boy, Was I tired.

Oh Boy, Was I tired.

Went to school,

Middle school.

And then high school.

Remained a weird nerd.

The race was still on.

Got through engineering

A stamp on my existence

Then got a job

So many stamps on me.

So many “achievements”…

That is what everyone said.

But was it?

Everyone wants the best job

Everyone wants to be the favorite

Of his boss.

People said I was.

Was I among the first,

In this rat race?

Enemies I did not make,

Enemies became mine.

Achievements! Achievements!

Achievements everywhere…

Friends I call a few.

Friends who cannot

Come on your birthday,

Or your anniversary.

I liked to paint.

But I was a boy.

My father said,

I was to play with tools.

Worked my heart off,

Got a promotion.

Lost few friends,

Gained few enemies.

Company lost some,

So had to cut down employees.

I was let go,

For no reason.

Worked my heart off,

For the boss,

But he tossed my heart,

Without a care.

Does anyone care?

About me?

I just want to

Sleep… sleep… sleep.

I know now when

This race will end.

Tomorrow will be another dawn,

Another day,

Another race,

Another day to run.

Will I achieve something?

I know not… Run boy, Run!