Yu and Mi (Part-3)

Yu and Mi
(Part-3)
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** This is a work of fiction **

For the first time in my life I came to know that words are not only costly but also heavy. I was able to feel the weight of her words and they were pushing me down and down into depression. Her words “I got married two years ago” were spreading in every part of my existence as a virus which may have some deadly consequences. I wondered how our mother Earth can hold all this weight of globe without complaining. May be that’s why we call our Earth as mother Earth. I was really missing my mother. I had no words to speak, even if I had, they may have committed suicide within my voice box. To be clear, my mindset was completely unclear.

But uncle didn’t tell me anything about his son-in-law in the morning when I asked him about his family. I turned my face towards him. Only your bones are broken, but your daughter broke my heart. But to my surprise he was also dumb-struck. He was as surprised as me when he heard her saying that she got married two years ago. Just hope that he doesn’t fall down holding his chest.

“Yea. I got married to my passion, Painting, two years ago. I was in a relationship with my passion from 9 years, then I finally decided to marry it. I got this idea from your words AbhimanYu ‘Finding your passion is like finding a soul-mate and following it is like keeping her happy forever.’ Thanks. ” she said this with lot of passion. Her passion was visible in her eyes. For one moment I wondered that she has painted herself to perfection!

But these words spread in my body as an anti-virus to her previous words. Every part started to feel alive, again. I was suddenly feeling weightless. It felt like I was flying and may fall into one of her paintings, any moment. I turned towards his father to thank him for bringing up such a daughter. He was smiling too.

“Thanks to you RashMi, I have applied my own words many a time before, but for the first time someone else has used my words, it means a lot me”, I said finally as some words found a way through my Voice box.

“Hey Yu.. It was my pleasure to use your words. You are such an inspirer”, she said. Have you ever seen the happiest person on Earth? You should have seen me at that time.

“Thanks Mi, that’s so sweet of you.” I said blushing.

“Marriage with passion is ok dear, but where this passion which you are marrying, will live? On the footpath? Or as they say in movies, in the heart??” said her father with a smirk.

“Dad, money is not an issue. It is just to buy things.  It can’t buy happiness. Anyway I am not a girl that desires to live in a duplex, I always love to live in 2 BHK.” said Mi, with her passion as the bow and her confidence as arrows.

That’s it. Now I came to know why my Heart is divided exactly into 4 parts. Just because she is always fond of 2BHK(2+1+1=4).

“Yes uncle. Money can give you things but not happiness associated with those things. We can’t buy happiness, we can only generate it, and fuel for happiness is our passion. Doing what we don’t like makes us frustrated with what we do. Doing what we like makes us happier with what we do. Life is good only until money is in hands, but life is dangerous when money is in mind. If we really love our passion, it lives in the things we do and gives birth to thoughts in other minds. Money will keep flowing. Money is for flowing, not for being stagnant.” I said opposing uncle. I can never hear anything against following our passion. 

Uncle was surely speechless but whereas Mi was completely speechless too.

“Wow Yu, can’t agree more. Very true and inspiring. Now I am number 1 fan of your words.” then she turned towards her father, “If money is in mind there are more chances for a person to meet with accidents.” said Mi winking towards her father.

We all three started laughing. Everything was perfect at that moment.

“Haha.. I don’t know about professionally, but Students of this generation are passionately confident.”  said her father laughing. We all laughed again.

“So come, let’s have coffee, I am laughing too much today. I need coffee.” Mi said still trying to suppress her laughter. What she said? Coffee? With me? Come again!! And what? Coffee to overcome laughter! Wow..

We both started walking towards the canteen of the hospital. Sometimes it’s not about the place where we drink coffee, it’s about the people with whom we drink coffee. We ordered two coffees and took our seats.

“So do you believe in love at first sight?” Mi said with her hands resting on the table. My ears went deaf. Am I really awake? Isn’t this too fast. I have been always against time. Sometimes 1 second takes years to pass, and sometimes within seconds life changes by years. One quote which I wrote few weeks earlier was eager to come out of my Voice box.

Love at first sight is just love at first sight with the skin. It takes some more meetings, some more layers to fall in love with the heart, as our heart is some layers deeper than our skin.” I said this, but I knew I fell in love with her, years before I met her. I fell in love with just her mere existence in this world. I was waiting for her reply.

“Wow. That’s great. Let’s get married. Let’s extract the layers.”

Will work on part-4 soon.
Thanks for reading.

Links for part 1 and 2 are given below:

Yu and Mi (Part-1)

Yu and Mi (Part-2)

Let the good in you win

The bad is always heavier than the good. So bad drowns in oceans of time and goodness remains in air. Let the good in you be victorious. Happy Vijaya Dashami.

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So this day is celebrated as the day on which Lord Ram killed Ravana. Ravana even though being so powerful and invincible, was killed by Lord Ram. It is not about being powerful, it is all about being good with the powers or without the powers. If Ravana had used his power for good, there have been many temples of Ravana. So don’t seek for power. Power comes with goodness. If you are good, you are powerful. There is always a battle in our brain, between the good and the bad. There often comes a situation in which you have to take a decision. Bad lures you with instant happiness, but the terms and conditions of bad are always hidden. Instant happiness is always temporary, which is followed by suffering and misery. After that you will regret your decision.

And on the other side, goodness will never give you any instant happiness. It will never lure you.  By following goodness you will obtain inner happiness. An act of self-satisfaction. You will put one step closer to yourself. To soul. You are the soul. And your body is the luggage that has to be carried for lifetime. Carry it faithfully.

For once in your lifetime, step out of your body. See it from a distance. It is nothing. Without your soul, it is just an house constructed with bones, muscles, neurons, arteries, veins etc.. You are dweller. You live in that body. To make your body happy is not the motive. To make yourself happy is the motive for living. Give up desires, take passion as life. Be good. Be the power. Be the leader. Let the good in you win. Happy Dusshera…

Your body is the vehicle, you, the soul, are the driver.

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Yu and Mi (Part-2)

Yu and Mi
(Part -2)
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** This is a work of fiction.**

I was feeling nervous while climbing the stairs of the Apollo Hospitals. Even though she said ‘let’s meet next week’ the previous day, I knew she said it just because I had said meeting her tomorrow was like meeting her next week. So I was ready for a date which will be one of a kind. Which is gonna be in a hospital. I hardly slept the previous night, as I was occupied by her thoughts, and when I slept, she was in my dreams.

As I reached the third floor, my temple began playing its symphony in the worst unsynchronous way possible and an earthquake broke down in my heart with her first look as the epicenter. She had occupied all my thoughts and dreams.

I have trained my mouth to sync with my brain this time, so that my mouth doesn’t speak anything without a permission from my brain, again. I have prepared some topics in advance, if in case my mouth falls out of words. I wondered whether a person can fall in love with another person to such an extent by just looking at her/him, without any information about that person. I was not sure. I was yet to discover it.

As I reached the room no.304 and was about to open the door, I felt as fearful as a person feels while opening the door of a haunted house at midnight. And when I opened the door, I saw a ghost in blue laying lifeless on bed with his face facing towards me and the mouth open. I felt afraid as I took my steps towards him. I screamed “uncle,uncle”! But no response. My heart-beat at that time was audible even to the patient next door. I was about to touch the body but within a second the life-less body sprang to life. Goosebumps.

I was about to run but then the ghost spoke “Hey my son, I was sleeping. I am glad that you care for me so much. I am absolutely fine my son. Come,have a seat.” My nervousness came down but still I felt embarrassed as he always addresses me as his son. Damn! I have a thing for your daughter! And by the way where is your daughter, I wanted to ask him.

“Today no one came to meet you, uncle?” I asked him. Being safe is always the best option.

“My wife will arrive here by today afternoon and my daughter went to a pharmacy store for medicines, she will be back in 10 minutes. That’s it! That is my family. And even you came to meet me” He includes me in his family. I sat on a chair nearby him and was thinking how to start a conversation with her dad. From where to start.

“So what do you do beta?” he asked adjusting himself inorder to sit on his bed. A question for which every parent has a patent to ask any youth in any situation, doesn’t matter even if their bones of hands are broken or not! Instead why don’t they ask ‘What is your passion beta?’

But then suddenly the doors opened up. A powerful storm disguised in the form of a girl appeared from the other side of the door. I was stunned by this epitome beauty that has a power to hypnotize the whole world with just one smile. I have heard about Bermuda Triangle before, but for the first time I saw my own version of Bermuda triangle. The triangle formed by her two eyes and her mouth as the three vertices of the triangle, instantly became my version of Bermuda triangle. My thoughts took off from my brain and landed in that triangle but they never came back. I think they got lost in that triangle. I think I need a seat belt for not to fall in this triangle. I never saw such a beauty anywhere. Describing her in just words would just be an insult.

“Hey Yu, I thought you would come next week!”, she said with a sarcastic tone.

“Then I think I should go”, I said laughing too.

“Hey dad, here are your medicines. I have already paid our house rent, current bill and LIC beema amount. So you don’t have to worry papa. Doctor said you would be discharged in two days.” She said to her dad. But she didn’t reply to me. She didn’t tell to stay. She didn’t tell to go. So I would stay.

“Aww! You are my son. You are so caring and responsible. God bless you Rashmi beta” said her dad with a feeling of pride. How proud parents feel if they see their children fulfilling their responsibilities!

“Papa, I am your son. I am your daughter. I learnt everything from you.”, she said this with a sheer confidence. I wanted to ask uncle what would he prefer me to become, his son-in-law or daughter-in-law!

As this daughter and dad pair were talking with each other, I began looking around. I expected a lot this morning and now in this 5-star hospital, with all these medicines served in the menu and the sound of these medical equipments acting as the background music, I was having a date one of a kind. WOW!

“Ha beta. So what do you do?”, said uncle interrupting my chain of thoughts. Huh! Parents!!

“B. Tech third year uncle”, I said having no spark of an engineer graduate.

“Oh! That’s great! Engineering ha! Some people don’t do it just because it is tough” said uncle.

“There’s nothing great in doing engineering uncle, it is like a 10th class nowadays. And it’s not about being tough uncle, it is just because it is followed by the most. How wrong we are! ” I said having experienced this 3 years of hell.

“Hmm. But engineering is famous. And many students join engineering which makes it tougher.  Such is the competition. And this competition gave rise to commercial age of education. But competition is imoprtant to succeed.” Said uncle. Rashmi was not that interested in this conversation. Change the topic uncle.

“No uncle. We don’t have to compete. We are already complete. We just have to follow our passion. Not the passion and profession of others. If and only if our passion turns into our profession, It will help our nation. Life is simple uncle, complications are in our mind. Everyone is given a key to one’s passion, but we keep searching for doors of others’ passion. So the door to our own passion remains closed. Finding our passion is like finding a soul-mate and following it is like keeping her happy forever.” I said mentioning some quotes which I wrote few weeks earlier. I like topics on life and passion rather than education and degrees.

“Wow.. Yu.. That’s amazing.. I really liked this soul-mate and door-key part. Very well said. I am impressed. I am really feeling good now.” Said Rashmi who was feeling uneasy so far. Yes. Her looks are magic to me and my words are magic to her.

“Thank you so much Mi. By the way what do you do?” I asked her and expected ‘I love you, Yu’ in return from her side.

“I got married two years ago.”

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Link for ‘Yu and Mi (Part-1)’ – https://jackiejain.wordpress.com/2015/09/13/yu-and-mi-part-1/

Yu and Mi – (Part 1)

September 9th 2015:
Not only that day was special for me, but also the place. I have been to Mumbai many times before, but for the first time after my birth day, I was in my birth place, Mumbai on the day of my birthday, which was on 9th September. I had planned last month that I will start a series on my birthday, but recently some events took me back and kept me busy and involved in them. I am back to home from Mumbai. Though the reason for this trip to Mumbai was quite disturbing, but I think it was all written..

Yu and Mi
(Part-1)

** This is a work of fiction **
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It was the day when I realized that my heart doesn’t beat only for me.

“Can I come in madam?” I requested, standing outside of the class, to the teacher who was roaming in the class with her hawk eyes on each and every student.

“You are late.” she said with a loud voice.

“Madam, I can explain”, I said.

“Just because you can complete the exam paper in 2 hours, it doesn’t mean you can come late to the examination hall by an hour” she said indicating to the conversation which we had in earlier classes of her in which I had mentioned that I can complete my examination in 2 hours. Damn!
I was thinking what to say on this, when the teacher herself said “Come in”.
“Thank you mam”. I said with a half-hearted smile.

**After a few moments**

Sitting in a room where the temperature was trying to touch the double the hours in a day(48), I was trying to concentrate on the paper that lay in front of me. I tried my best to read the first question of AWP (Antennas and wave Propagation) paper, but my thoughts were completely occupied by the incident that took place in the morning. It felt like that the topics which I have prepared the previous day, were getting dried in my brain and were falling down along with sweat. I saw around the Examination hall, the students (murderers) were doing their best for what they are known for. Everyone was killing thousands of words and sentences, then burying them in 32 page graveyard. May the words rest in peace, I thought.

Then I slowly looked up for some inspiration to write something. But no use. I blamed electricity for this. Just like a helicopter doesn’t fly unless its wings are rotating in a circular motion on the top of it, in the same way students’ thoughts doesn’t fly unless the the three winged fan rotates in a circular motion. No power.

I looked outside of the room, which is on the 4th floor of the college. There were dozens of vehicles moving on the roads of the college. Instantly I felt more fearful. A body completely dipped in blood appeared in front of me. I saw the depth in his eyes which were calling for help. I closed my eyes. It kept haunting me. I don’t know what I wrote in this mid 1 paper. Somehow, I was confident (not completely though) that I will do better in Mid exam 2, as it’s the best of these two exams, mid 1 and mid 2, that counts in the main examination result. After few moments, teacher tapped on my bench showing her watch! I would have said “Wow! Fastrack, it’s a brand!”, if I was not disturbed. But I was disturbed, so I didn’t say anything. She took my paper.

I rushed out of the class, then went running down the stairs. I called for an auto and said “Apollo Hospitals”.

I stepped into the hospital, dozens of people were roaming here and there enquiring whereabouts of their relatives who were admitted in the hospital. I snaked through all of them and reached the help desk. “Mr. Karan Mehra”, I said to the Nurse in blue,  asking about his admitted room!
She checked her book and said 304, and asked me how is he related to me. I simply said “Uncle”.

I ran upstairs for the 3rd floor. Even though there were lifts, they were already crowded by a queue of people waiting to move to upper floors. I was trembling as I reached the room in which he was admitted. I can’t think beyond what happened this morning. As I went into the room, I was dumb struck.

A beautiful girl in parrot green salwar kameej was sitting near a man who was in his 40’s and laying down on bed and was dressed in blue. For an instant I forgot why I came here. Everything was blank. Time seemed as if it had stopped. My eyes felt as if they had found their portal to fall into. My heart felt as if it has found a permanent dweller. My brain felt as if it has found a person to whom it can allot all the neurons in the will. I was falling deeper, deeper and deeper into her eyes, even though they were not looking at me.
“Who are you?”, she asked me when she saw me coming inside.
I was about to say, you are the mother of thoughts that took birth in my brain within 9 seconds I first saw you. But then the man on the bed spoke,
“Hey, my son, Thank you so much. It’s because of you I am breathing today. God bless you son. I am glad that there is still humanity alive in this Kalyug. Come come sit. Rashmi beta, he is the boy who saved me today morning during the accident. He brought me to this hospital and called your mom in the morning to rush into the hospital.”

RASHMI

“But mom is in Delhi dad. She called me and told about this accident and the hospital where you are admitted.” She said feeling guilty even though there was no mistake from her side.

“Thank you uncle” I said and thought what to say next. “I am happy that you are safe and sound here”.
He felt glad. Even the girl. The portal came walking towards me and shaked her hand with mine. Seeing her eyes from such a small distance, I saw my reflection in her eyes. The image that appeared in her eyes was looking very happy. My eyes were working faster than my brain. My mouth was out of words. Her “Thank you” was echoing throughout my body.

“It was my responsibility to save the person who was crying for help, I am glad that he was your father”. I said with a constant smile. She smiled and nodded and then said “That’s so good of you”.

“Coffee?” I asked. There were thousands of words I could have said, but I don’t know how this word came out of my mouth. I am somewhat safer because we were at a sound distance from her father.
“Do you think I will come for coffee with you leaving my dad in this hospital?” She said almost with a shock.
“And why should I come for coffee with you? It doesn’t mean that if you saved my dad’s life, I should come for coffee with you”

She was stabbing, with my heart as the target.

I was disappointed, not with her, but with myself. I went near to the bed.
“Get well soon uncle. Wishing a quick recovery.” I said with a 100% forced smile.
I reached the door and was about to leave. But life had a different plan for me. Rashmi came near the door and said, “I can’t come for coffee, but we can meet here, in this hospital tomorrow.”
I was elated. I tried to suppress my happiness.
“But tell me one reason why should I meet you tomorrow?” she asked. “Don’t tell me that you saved my dad”.
It’s difficult to understand these complex femaletic creatures. I thought for a while on this. And then the creativity inside me came into picture.
“There is some part of you in me and some part of me in you.” I said with a smile.
“What? How come?” she said with a puzzled look.
“There is Yu in my name, Abhimanyu and Mi in your name, Rashmi.”

She was impressed I should say.
“Let’s meet tomorrow then” she said hiding her laughter.
I should have gone by now but my mouth works faster than my brain,
“To meet you tomorrow is like meeting you the next week.” I said this without the permission of my brain. I hoped that I haven’t spoiled this once again. I was eagerly waiting for her reply.

“Then let’s meet next week.”

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Power of Transformation

If you don’t let go some things which are meant to go in time, then when they will go, they will take you, along with them.

Some things in our life are meant to go. If they don’t go in time, then some important things don’t come in our life. Because we can only hold limited weight of things in our brain. We are not as kind as mother Earth to hold everything for a lifetime. As I have said before Memories have weight, but there are few more things which have weight and higher impact.

Fear which enters our body in a malnutrition state, gets energy from our negative thoughts and in within few moments it becomes a critical patient of obesity. The reason is that fear doesn’t just satisfy by eating away our thoughts, it starts eating our neurons, our happiness and our peace. So when in fear, you feel hungry for inspiration and for peace. So never feed your happiness and peace to fear. Let it die in the malnutrition state itself.

Anger in our mind is like a baby in a womb. It is born because of taking a view of someone and comparing it to your view on it. If it doesn’t match, anger is born. Anger is son of negative comparison and wrong judgement. Anger takes away all the information in our mind to abyss and feeds on them. So our mind is blank in the times of anger, and we react to the situation without any thought. Within 9 seconds the dwarf anger turns into a giant anger which causes headache because our mind can’t tolerate such height and weight. So kill anger in its baby state.

So what to do? They say practically it is impossible to let things go. May be its true because we leave a part of us in things we spend time with. We can leave the things, but how can we let go the parts of ourselves! Then you have to think about working of a rocket. During its launch, it is equipped with many levels and stages. They are necessary for the launch. But as soon as the rocket reaches a predicted distance, it has to let go the stages one by one. Yes, letting go is important for efficiency of life. If you hold things like attachment, ego, hatred, anger and fear in your mind, then one day you may disappear in them.

So let them go the moment they arrive in your mind. Tell them that you are not renting your happiness and peace for the sake of the hunger and growth of fear and anger. Let them die due to POVERTY of hunger. Hunger for negativity. Negativity which eats away all your happiness and peace. That’s the real POWER of T. Power of Transformation. Let go things and transform yourself. Happy transformation.

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Life is already written on a sheet of time- it is just the half truth

Where there are clouds, there is the most probable chance of a rainfall, it just needs few moments.
Where there is trouble, there is the most probable chance of happiness raining from it, it just needs a few positive thoughts.

Let’s start with a general question, how the rains are formed? Only just because clouds are formed? Then how clouds are formed? It is a cyclic process recurring in a loop. Never judge this process by a tick of time or its appearance. The dark clouds are not indicators of darker times and they are not going to stay forever. They are the just the indicating factor of forthcoming happiness.

When you are in dark phase, and dark clouds form around your head, remember you need just few positive thoughts in order to burst them. Within few thoughts, the happiness will pour down from them. This is a process. Problems will never stop coming and you can never stop them coming, but you can minimize their stay in your life. They were written in your fate for a reason.

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The source of the image along with the inspiring quote in the image: Rishika Jain

Water is stored in oceans and for the reason of spreading it on land, God created this cycle of clouds and rains. Only your heart is happy, to spread the happiness throughout your body,  this cycle of problems and positive thoughts is created.

You don’t sit on the driver seat of this cycle. You are the pillion in this journey, the one sits on the back. Then who is the driver? Your passion. Confused? Yes. Passion is the driver and you are one sits on the back of it. You and your passion are different entities living in the same body for a purpose. Passion to burn & spread light whereas you to shine and spread happiness. Only when you and your passion work as a unit, this purpose can be served. So it’s time to unite. Because it’s right to find light.

Don’t worry when a problem strikes you, be ready to swipe it off. Because if you don’t solve a problem, get ready for the bigger version of that problem. And if you have solved it, get ready for the next problem. And don’t worry, in between two cloud formations, there will be a rain for sure. 😉

Many of them think that if our life, our fate fate is already written, what is the use of praying and trying to change it. May be they heard this from a mendacious source. They just know the half truth that our fate is written. The complete truth is that even though our fate is written on a sheet of time, it also comes with a default editor having Karma and Faith as editing tools. We can change our fate and give our own meaning to life by doing good things and having faith in time. So fellow editors, happy editing.

Only the above paragraph is related to the title of the post. Why? May be that’s written in the fate of this post. But see, everything written in our fate conveys a meaning and which is not necessarily to be matched with the title of life. Because it’s important to read our life till the last page last line, only then we can understand the true meaning of life. Thanks for reading.