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After my dinner, I decided to take a stroll in my balcony before I call it a day and sleep. And there in front of me, on the footpath he is. Lets call him Raees.
I watch him come by and pull a black sheet neatly rolled and kept stuck between a light pole and the fence. It has always been there, and yet I never took notice. So Raees pulls it out, folds it into half, and starts dusting the foothpath. By then I know he is going to sleep there. But what difference will it make if he dusts a little or lot. Its gonna be dirty,he is probably as dirty, I ponder. I wonder why is not keeping his bag aside, light as it may be, but still. I keep looking.
Dusting done. Now time to neatly lay that sheet on the ground. How much of an effort can it be? Give it a wave & let gravity settle it for u. But no. Raees kneels, keeps it nice and flat, without any crevice. Now he hangs the bag on the fence, pulls out a white sheet. At first I thought it is a newspaper but it turns out to be another sheet to make his bed. Bed, mind you. He pulls the black sheet aside, places the white sheet just as neatly as the he did for the black one, and places the black one over it. He leaves a little space though, at the other end, which I later realized was so that he could stretch is legs long.
2 sheets done. Time to pounce n sleep? Not yet. This guy is not done just yet. Takes the bag from the fence, takes his floaters off, keeps it aside. Then realizes something and puts it under his sheets. I wonder and think “Ok so the bag is empty and won’t make such a good pillow. So the floaters”. Now the mattress. Let me ask you a question? How much time do you spend on putting a mattress on your bed? 2 minutes? 3? 5? Raees, spends a good 7 minutes. First he dusts it, then he tucks it, at the corners and the edges but leaves a little room near the feet end. But why? Its a long enough sheet. What is he thinking??? Flattens it out, no surface folds, no waves, no lose portion. He makes that sure. Perfectionist this guy is.
And then he folds a little at one end, puts his bag on the sheet and in between the fold near his floaters. Presses it, stuffs it, checks it is nice and soft, pats it twice and the pillow is ready. Wow. All set. Now the blanket that came out with the mattress. Pulls it over, stretches his legs n sleeps.
Elaborate exercise to say the least when he knows he probably has to get going at the break of dawn. But why am I sharing all this? What did I learn? Here is goes…
He dusts the footpath before setting up. Like any normal human being he wants cleanliness. He may not have had a bath for days but he wants his sleeping area to be clean. Necessity? Desire? No, Character. Deep down thats who he is. I salute him and the people who take initiative to keep their surrounding clean. If you cannot find a reason to do so, here it is. Don’t give them money, food, attention. They will survive. But atleast keep the streets clean for them. How hard can it be?
He keeps his floaters under his sheets and tucks them in the mattress. This only tells us that even a begger is afraid of his possessions being stolen. Between all the progress in this world, this is where humanity has reached.
He takes his time to set up his bed. Yes Bed. Nice, cozy, neat Bed. Imagine the joy, the content, satisfaction in his mind. Perfectionist. He knows that he did it perfectly. He did it for his own satisfaction, because he wanted it. For his own peace. What better way to end a day than finding peace and satisfaction in doing the final act of the day…
He is out there on the footpath and is content and probably fast asleep. And here I look up at the sky and wonder, “We humans are a state-of-the-art creation”. Even the poor are rich in ways we can’t imagine. He is gonna sleep shorter but better than me. He is gonna wake up fresher than me. All because his day ended with peace and satisfaction in his mind
I have seen something so simple yet so beautiful. I take my lesson from Raees.
Have Cleanliness ,strive for Perfection and you will find Satisfaction.
Standing in a crowd surrounded by the people I know and still feeling lost – lonely. Standing alone by the sea and I find my self in my own company – content. Weird to feel such a thing and hard to understand. Just the kind of feeling thats been with me for quite some time.
Can’t complain about the quality of people around me, but somewhere I feel disconnected. Am I just shy? Am I too introvert? Yes to both but that does not seem to explain it.
Thinking hard on it, I realize that there is someone missing. Its not too often that you find someone who connects all your dots for you. That someone who connects with you in a way you connect with yourself. Its that someone who fills in the gaps in your heart, ties all the broken strings together, paints a perfect picture of you and then shows you your true beauty. Its that one person who shows you your own colors and splashes a few more shades of texture. That someone who brings out all your fears and joys in front of you and makes you realize who you are.
Its been a while since I felt that joy fill me up. I smile and I am glad but not happy. Its this feeling that does not go away. It makes me wait when I don’t want to anymore. And it kills me inside, slowly everyday, one piece at a time. I miss this person… badly…
It makes me feel empty inside… Not happy, not sad, just empty…
For some people, writing a blog takes a lot of thinking. Some are just natural bloggers or I must say Writers. I am the first type. May be that is because I haven’t figured out what to write about. Not that I don’t know what to write about or that I am trying to write for the sake of it, it’s just that there is so much going in my head that it makes it difficult to understand where to begin and how to form a straight path in my head. Can’t possibly seem to align everything that goes in my mind. And plus that inexperience of writing a blog is also a factor. But that will come sooner or later.
So, 2014 is on its way in just about 20 minutes and I’ve had a rather quick 2013 and seems that I remember a lot and at the same time very little about this year. Actually going deeper in my thoughts, I do remember certain things that marked a certain memory in my mind. Guess they will never fade away. But that’s perhaps for another time. For now, I wish I have a better year and hope to now shy away from writing more about it. Hope everyone has a great year too. Hoping for the best to come.
Happy New Year!!!
– That wasn’t so hard to write. 🙂
Do you remember the last days of your school or college life. Remember how we made the promises to stay in touch together. How we or our friends cried and there was a consolation party surrounding the victim. Well I remember every such moment very clearly.
The Farewell Party of my 10th, the day the results came out for 12th and CET, the Farewell Party of my Graduation. The moments were itched in my mind and are an everlasting memory. Were the best times where everyone looked their best and no one looked lesser than the anyone. Was a moment of anxiety, of joy, of tears, but most importantly, the moment when we said those words, “Will never forget you, yaar. Will always stay in touch, dude.” The girls would hug and cry in each other’s arms and the boys weren’t left far behind then.
I am sure everyone of us has one such memory and has something to share about it that you will remember over the years. But what happened then??? Are you still in touch with them???? Of course you are…. But with how many people???? And what about the rest???? Why aren’t you in touch with them???? What went wrong with them and what was right with the others???? Were those just empty words???? Just lies and nothing else????? Were those feelings all false and fake?????
I’ll tell you…. Actually nothing went wrong. Every feeling or every expression was true. They were not empty words and not at all lies. We still remember everyone very well. But we do not talk. We have their number in diaries and cell phones, we know where they live or where they hang out. Its just lack of communication over a certain period of time that makes us hesitant to talk to them initially and eventually we end up asking who ever we meet, “Kisi se contact me hai kya?” Eventually the diary is changed and the cell phone contact is deleted and the contact is lost. We feel awkward talking to people with whom once we used to hang out, spent some quality times, laughed and created some everlasting memories which still make us laugh and sigh. And all because we are lazy to call.
The reasons for not calling or meeting are still stupid when we hear. Being the accused my self, I am sharing this on personal experience. We get so busy in our life that we tend to forget everything in the pile of work. But even then when we are free the reasons become still stupider. “Yaar, mere paas balance nahi tha” or “Yaar, tera number delete ho gaya” or “Yaar main bohot busy rehta hu” or “Tera number nahi lagta hai, yaar. Change ho gaya kya…..” and many more.
I have given these reasons myself and am equally guilty. But hey!!! I realized it a while back. I know what happens and what is going to happen. And this is the main reason I am blogging about it. Today as I say these things are happening with me again. Its the end of my graduation and through out the period I made some good friends worth remembering. Although I don’t talk to them everyday but at least I message everyone – everyday that too. Try and chat or at least respond to pings online. Call when I feel like, meet up if possible. Keep a backup of the messages and the contacts regularly. All because I don’t want to loose these wonderful people. Yes… They are all wonderful people. How else do you think they are itched in my mind and a precious part of my memories???? And how else will I be able to have the same kind of relation and comfort with them all through the years???
So here I say, I will try and stay in touch with everybody not just because I want to but I need to…. And I’ll try and take conscious effort to keep the relations maintained. Well thats actually a Gift I have inherited from Dad. Looking at him, how hard he tries to keep his contacts with everyone and the response n love he gets is just amazing…. He has friends for over 40 years which makes me wonder if I will ever be able to keep it like him? But I will certainly try coz these friends are worth more than just mere years but a lifetime….
Miss all my friends whether I liked or hated but yes I miss them…..Hope you all will stay in contact 🙂
I don’t generally like to say this but I can’t help it. If you have a problem with someone why not say it to his face, talk to him about it and not drag your mutual friends in to it and spoil the relations. I know that in a fight people’s pride is at stake but when it comes to mutual relations it becomes an issue of Ego and that is what I don’t like.
Just mind your own business and stay in your limits. Poking your nose in someone else’s matters and stating one as your own is cowardice for that person and is a shame on you. And also having an Ego so big that the whole world is not enough to contain it is just another thing that spoils the aura of a person and radiates an energy that is negative in any way you take it.
My opinion is to live and let live. Do good and selflessly and be happy with what you did because done selflessly the deed is always good deed. Always be humble to everyone and polite in ways you can be.
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