Silence

 

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Rare experience of watching zillion stars in clear night at Cotapaxi, Ecuador

It was the 3rd week of Covid-19 lockdown. Toronto was very strictly following the Govt orders – hoping all will end soon and it is in our best interest. We had got used to life in quarantine by now. It was just past midnight. She had went off for sleep in the drawing room couch. I tried to wake her up but she seemed in no mood. I went to the bedroom.

I tried sleeping,but could not. Something was not right… In fact something was definitely very wrong, maybe not wrong – just different. Something very very different. I was at an extreme unease.

I was experiencing SILENCE. There was no sound from the street. Our temp. system was switched off just like every other gadget and electronic system in our home. For a moment, I thought I have gone deaf. I had never experienced anything like this.. and somehow all of the silence was actually deafening to my ears. And in honesty, it was way out of my comfort zone – And I didnt like it – at all.

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I distinctly remember last few weeks of 2013. Fall was over. It was a weekend and Toronto welcomed its first snow. Our apartment was just perfect. We had a small solarium room (Simple tiny room with full length glass facades on all walls and a fancy name).   Our guest bed magically was fitting perfectly in it… and lots of pillows.

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I always wanted this life. And I realized that I should take out to time to appreciate it, to savour the moment. Life is going too fast and this fancy room, my sun-roof Acura car and all materialistic wealth is of no value if I take it all for granted. Maybe, I don’t have it all in future. Maybe, I have more – but still in desperate search of wanting even more. What is the point of it all if I do not enjoy what I always wanted.

I looked at her once and went in the bedroom. Maybe, she was experiencing the same.

Travel God

Sometime back I had introduced the concept of Binaryman– a superhero who helps programmers in need. In our Hindu mythology we have millions of Gods. Infact it is said that the cow has 360 million Gods in her; hence she is worshipped and considered to be sacred.There is a God for every possible thing that exists in the nature. But I have never heard of a Travel God.

Travel God doesn’t have any form. In hierarchy He is above all the weather Gods like the Wind God, Sun God etc. He controls all of them. His symbols are magnetic compass, Ipod and Digi-Camera…I must a say He is a gadget savvy God. Like our Lord Ganesha’s vehicle (vāhana) is a mouse our Travel God’s vāhana is an Enfield Bullet J.

 

Travel God is the one who takes care of travel freaks, who guides a traveller in his/her trips, treks and journey and helps travelers facing problems. Before a journey we should always pray to the beloved Travel God. Many times in our trips we say that “..and things just fell into place”. Have you ever wondered how and why these things simply “fall into place”? It’s because He is controlling them, the way we wants it to be. I remember once we had been to Munnar and it was raining heavily for the past two days. The moment we reached it stopped raining and the weather suddenly became very pleasant..idle for exploring places in and around Munnar. Even our guide said that it was the best weather of the season. Now why this happened? It’s only because Travel God was pleased with us…and that is very important. Travel God should always be pleased. He can be unhappy for even the silliest act like eating Paneer Butter Masala in a place like Goa. Always remember to follow the philosophy of “When in Rome, do as the Romans do” to keep Him happy. He expresses his displeasure in different ways, like you might find your vehicle punctured and no one nearby for help or else finding yourself trapped in a traffic jam. For a safe and sound journey, the next time, show respect and have faith in Him.

Binaryman was supposed to be a ficticious concept, but Travel God exists, and I firmly believe in him.

Sarus Crane

Yesterday I was watching a documentary on The Ganges on Discovery channel. The Ganges is the lifeline of millions of Indians. Lakhs of hectares of paddy plantations are alongside the river Ganga. The Sarus Crane thrives on such paddy fields and also in protected bird sanctuaries in Indian subcontinent. The Sarus crane is the tallest flying bird in the world with a height which can reach more than 6ft. (taller than me )

The name “Sarus” comes from Sanskrit which means courtship. The males (as always) dance to attract the females and then both of them then dance together. The Sarus cranes are almost always observed in pairs. In fact the Sarus cranes are a symbol of love as they mate for life. They are one of the most loyal and faithful species. It is also said that if one of the crane dies then its partner never mates again.

The nests are built on ground and are protected by both the parents together however the males are the main protectors. The hatchlings follow their parents from day one of their birth. It has been observed that the males even drive away cattle which venture close to their nests.

The species is venerated in India and legend has it that Valmiki cursed a hunter for killing a Sarus Crane and was then inspired to write the epic Ramayana. In the earlier times the birds were considered as holy by farmers and their arrival was a sign of good faith and fertility. However today less than 20,000 adults are remaining globally and half of it are present in India. They are classified under “Vulnerable” which means that the population has declined by a third since 1980. If steps are not taken fast by our Govt. then this great bird might be extinct by 2020.


Some of the other species that mate for life are Gibbon apes, wolves, termites, coyotes, barn owls, beavers, bald eagles, golden eagles, condors, swans, brolga cranes, French angel fish, sandhill cranes, pigeons, prions (a seabird), red-tailed hawks, anglerfish, ospreys, prairie voles (a rodent), and black vultures

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Confessions…finally a BLOG – Part 1

No, no, no.. I havent forgotten about my blog…but for some reasons had stopped from blogging. The primarily reason was everytime I thought of posting a write up on my blog I had just one thing in my mind.. but didn’t want people to know about it. Its something what Charl once composed in her blog titled- I would post everyday. But I hated I couldn’t express my emotions, my feeling freely on my blog. Since a few days there were many things which spurred me to write this blog..

  1. Apurv’s mail appreciating my blog and my style of writing it. Felt really nice after reading it.
  2. Mukul’s write ups on his rajasthan trip.. boy.. they were so nicely written.. and very honestly better than my expectations.
  3. Exclusion of my blog link from Charl’s blog.. .. I was disappointed but it also means that my frequency of blogging was declining like our tiger population.
  4. Manmit’s blog …that was probably the biggest inspiration.
  5. Finally I decided to make it official on my blog

Since my last post things have changed a lot in my life on the personal front. I missed blogging a lot, but was a frequent reader of others blog. Rather I have even subscribed to everyone’s blog in my outlook, so I get updated each time someone posts a comment or a blog. There were so many moments, so many emotions, so many opinions that I felt like writing about it… Let me recollect happenings in the last 2-3 months.

  1. Mukul and Avadhut completed their dream-trip till Pakistan border on a CBZ from Pune. At first when Mukul told me about it I was like “Is he crazy!!”, but he proved all his critics wrong and listened to his inner voice and went ahead with the plan. I missed it!! I missed it!! I missed the trip. I hate working in a typical corporate firm for the first 29 days of the month !!
  2. There were moments when I was extremely irritated and disappointed with Haval. Felt like slapping him really hard. Rather than being angry I was ( I still am) extremely hurt. Now he is on a month long business trip.. that’s what he wanted, I guess.. but its of no use.. I know, he won’t change… he is a very stubborn, adamant and a selfish person. Having said that when it comes to his family he is the most selfless person I have known, that’s Haval for you.. sometimes I feel he suffers from multi-personality disorder.
  3. Seema got married and 12th Feb she had arranged a small “Daru” party at her place. We had Mauritian rum and Wine with Surmai Tandoor and Biryani for dinner. It was one memorable party. I like such a small house party. The comfort level is so very different and we can discuss on any damn thing and laugh on any stupid joke. Ranjeet & Family proved to be a great host. They were so made-for-each-other.
  4. Talking on marriages, Omkar and Mayur also got married and all of us had met on 10th Feb. Suddenly things seem so different in the group, the topics, the discussions they all have changed.
  5. Kanchan too got married (but it’s a long time now).. though I must say it was a bit late by our expectations.. as in since our school days we used to say that she would be the first one amongst us to be married.. but even Sukhada married before her…
  6. I thoroughly enjoyed spending the first weekend of Feb with Mukul..missed Manmit though.
  7. I also enjoyed playing cricket at Pandya’s place this weekend. Reminds me of my good old gully cricket days… but somethings haven’t changed.. like false appeals for a catch etc, using every inch of my body to stop the ball from hitting the stumps, chatting post cricket mostly on football or cricket, appya’s passion for the sport.. It reminds me in my 11th and 12th (fergusson college) we used to play inter-division unofficial half pitch cricket matches. We lost something like 16 matches in a row with G Division…and still the excitement never reduced. And then finally we won a match. We celebrated by running on the ground and then eating bun-wada sambar in FC Canteen. Appya was the happiest of all. I remember, once while umpiring I gave Appya caught behind to Himanshu’s bowling . It was a controversial decision but according to Appya he was not out. He still curses me for that.
  8. I spent the most memorable new year..in Goa.. Unforgettable.
  9. I will never repeat the mistake of driving my car the whole night on the highway, it’s a promise!!
  10. Nowadays I have started lying to my parents regularly, cant help.. will stop it soon… its one of those scenarios when everyone is right in their place.    
  11. Since the last 2-3 months we all meet so rarely and I sometimes feel that Avadhut should shift back to Pune… it’s a selfish thought but I don’t know why.. I really miss the fun we used to have.
  12. I don’t find time for myself.. and I really hate it.
  13. I now understand that it’s too difficult to find really great friends at your workplace.
  14. I also feel like visiting Hyderabad once and meet Jeeten and cherish the 4 months I have spent in Hyderabad… miss Manisha, Praby and Sanket a lot.. only God knows if I will be able to meet them.
  15. Felt sad for KT, but atleast she is enjoying ghar-ka-khaana.
  16. I still haven’t gathered the guts to talk with one of my best friend’s parents…don’t know the right words to console them.
  17. I have realized that too much of happiness leads to insecurities
  18. More than 1/3rd of the day I spend in my office.. it’s is my 2nd home. I like working there (apart from the obvious reasons) as I have an identity.. I can speak on friendly and personal terms with all the senior people in our projects. I like such an atmosphere to work in.

Confession Time… well it deserves a separate post… PART 2 … promise and it will be very soon

Between Lonavala and Pune

I was returning from my weekend trip to Thane and was all alone in the bus. My head phone broke and was left with no other option but to converse with my mind(which I didn’t want to).

Suddenly a thought came to my mind and I scripted this poem and stored it in my Nokia 1600. I think traveling single inspires me to write a poem. The last time I wrote one was while returning from Goa in Jan. I had already posted it on this blog over here.

I know Manmit and gang is going to hate me for this but still I am gonna post it 😉

 

Where is this highway taking me?

Darkness behind me,

And a dim light ahead.

 

Speeding vehicles waiting for no one,

Telling me life has to move on.

 

I hasten to reach my destination,

But my bus halts at an undecided station.

 

An impatient and desperate self waits in desperation,

As the passing time makes me realize,

That sometimes someone else also has control over my life.

 

The journey resumes after some time,

And I am again eager to reach in time,

Although my heart whispers that I have lost the race with time.

 

The travel finally comes to an end,

But by now I understand that their was neither any winner,

Nor any loser,

So I board the next bus and set off to another adventure.

 

-Kiran Vaidya

Love – It’s the most selfish of all human emotions.

A catchy title!! But don’t u all think that love is indeed the most selfish of all our emotions. When in love we feel that only both of us should exist in our own space. There will be innumerable moments which I will feel of spending only with her. There will be thousands of topics which I will feel like discussing just with her. I would hate if she talks about someone (obviously some guy) constantly. I would want her to have the similar feelings for me.

Rather I think love is the “only” selfish emotion. I can share emotions like happiness, sadness, jealousy, frustration, depression with all my dear and closed ones and I feel one should be selfless regarding these emotions, especially happiness and sadness. God has created these emotions to share with our friends/closed ones.

Love teaches you to be selfish. Also emotions like possessiveness, obsession find birth in love…although they are an extreme form of it. But pure and unconditional love is what we all are searching for. Its becoming as rare as the snow leopards..and the ones who have found it are the blessed, lucky and fortunate ones…

I don’t know what I am thinking and writing about.. too abstract and making no sense.. I think its time for me to sleep. Good Night.

PS: Please don’t assume anything. Yet another random thought before going to bed.

Paulo Coelho on “Traveling Differently”

I am reading Paulo Coelho’s “Like the Flowing River”. It is a collection of his reflections and short stories. I liked almost all barring a few.
I loved the thoughts expressed by him in “Traveling Differently” (Pg. 132). I could somehow relate with them. After finishing reading it, I kept on thinking of all the things learnt from each trip, especially Goa in 2004 – the most memorable trip till today with friends, Kerala and Dandeli with family and my stay of 4 months in Hyderabad. I repeatedly watched all my fav, snaps of the trips that I have enjoyed the most. Staying in Hyderabad cannot be called a trip, but it was an experience in which I learnt some very important values. It made me a tougher guy and it enlightened me on a few things.
 Here are 9 tips given by Paulo on traveling. 

1)     Avoid museums.  SalarjungPaulo says that it is always better to learn about the present of a city, than it’s past and I completely agree on this. I visited Salarjung museum on my second last day in the city only after someone said that coming to Hyderabad and not going to Salarjung museum is like visiting Agra without viewing Taj. I still would have preferred going to Golconda Fort and even today I regret on not getting a chance to visit the same. And if you have the company of someone like Anmol for a visit to a museum then PLEASE AVOID. There is no point in just appreciating the ancient architecture, the history behind it and then saying WOW!! 

2)    Hang out in bars a bar in goa

Paulo says that the “real” life of the city is in bars and not in museums. He clarifies that not to confuse a bar with a discotheque. He says one shoud enjoy silly conversations with strangers. I remember, when in Goa, on Sinquerim Beach a Dutch was totally drunk and kept on producing weird noises and said “The most important thing in life is to f*** more than getting f***ed.” 

3) Be open  

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Paulo says not to go with an organized tour operator or a trained guide. Rather to ask the instructions to someone who is native to that place. He says there is no point in listening to the “leader of the group”. I don’t need to worry about it, since I am always the one ;). The photo shows me having a conversation with the fisherman of Harne village. I asked them everything about high and low tide, the fishing season, the fish auction etc. (BTW one amongst them is me 😉 ).  

4)    Try to travel alone, or if married with spouse      Angling

Somehow I don’t agree on this note, but I feel 20% of your travel should be alone. By the word “alone” I don’t mean being a lone traveler.  I have been to Kerala (12 days) and Dandeli and many more 3-4 day trips with my family. These trips give me a chance of spending time with myself. I find answers to some of my unsolved questions. And the most important being, I can be just myself. I can go in the market, ask the locals a few questions and in the night call up Mukul to tell him how I spent the day just to hear “Vaidya Guide” as his reply.  

5)    Don’t compare     A memorable moment    

Paulo feels that while traveling we should not compare anything- the food, the lifestyle, hygiene etc. I feel the same since comparison contradicts the basic purpose of traveling. I had been to a 3-day camp organized by a NGO in a flood-affected village and this was the first thing told to us- DON’T COMPARE. Our job was to educate the villagers on the use of clean water, take a few surveys and to distribute medicine. The most interesting thing I noticed was in spite of all the problems faced by them, yet they continued to celebrate their traditions and rituals and somehow were satisfied in their life.(In the pic- Me joining the villagers in a traditional dance on the eve of Gokulashtami). 

6)    Understand that everyone understands you     Mukul with his friend

Language cannot be a barrier, especially if you are traveling with someone like Mukul. He can connect with any stranger and can even make friends with them. In Goa, Mukul was keen on flirting with a foreigner, so we decided to play a prank on him. We convinced Mukul that he should talk with a phirang girl and introduce himself as a digital artist. This will give him a chance of photographing her tattoos. Excitedly Mukul went on his adventure and the moment he was at a distance by which he couldn’t hear us we said “Pitega saala”- a la DCH style.But 10 minutes later we could see Mukul chatting with a foreigner. A smiling Mukul returned with photographs of all her tattoos- on her shoulder, neck, hands and even her belly. Although we had lost the never decided upon bet, but still we never accepted the loss and instead even today tease him as he didn’t photograph her face. 

7)    Don’t buy too much      k7.jpg

Paulo says in this internet age you get everything at your doorstep at the click of a mouse button. In our trips we also hardly buy anything for 3 reasons. a)     For whom- Me, Manmit, Mukul and Hal were almost always in the “Being single” phase of life.b)     Trips in our college days were always on a shoe-string budgetc)     Some of our trips initially were on bikes and we carried just one small sack.It reminds me again of Mukul who had told his mom that we were going to Lonavala, when actually we were in Konkan. Him mom asked him to bring a pack of jelly sweets and he purchased them from Paud Phata, 2 kms away from his home while returning back 😉 . 

8)    Don’t try to see the world in a month @ mahableshwar

A brilliant quote by Paulo explains everything“A city is like a capricious woman, she takes time to seduce and reveal herself completely.”   We spent 8 days in Goa just in its northern part. Although Mukul kept on insisting to visit South Goa also, we didn’t even bother of giving it a second thought. 

9)    A journey is an adventure 

@ bondla national park 

 Paulo advices to visit a never heard of church rather than going to Rome and visit Sistine Chapel with thousands of other tourists. We stayed in Bondla National Park and also visited 2 temples in Goa and didn’t just visit its beaches and churches.   Hats off Paulo!! Agreed on all your points, but I am happier since I remembered the countless moments I will cherish forever.    

Who the hell??

My WordPress dashboard (i.e the Admin console) gives details of visitors who browsed my blog giving the different search engine terms. The digit(1 in all cases) is the number of unique visitors with the search engine terms.

Today’s search engine terms are–>

Search Engine Terms
These are terms people used to find your blog.

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Avadhut Phatarpekar 1
Jab Jab Teri Surat Dekhu (Jaanbaaz)? 1
marathi prem kavita 1
kiran vaidya chennai 1
blemish illusion layouts codes 1
marathi friends kavita 1
satyam corcc 1

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Someone with the search string “Avadhut Phatarpekar ” landed on my blog. It is such an uncommon name that I am sure he (cant be a “she”,just cant be ) was searching for none other than our “Phatrya” or “Bittu” . someone also searched for “kiran vaidya” but it was followed by the word “chennai”..so it wasnt for me either.

Still wondering..who the hell is giving this unneeded importance to Hal.

PS: I have concluded if my Boss can get a Pat On the Back award of our company then there can exist 2 guys with this “unreasonable” name and the guy was searching for the other “Avadhut Phatarpekar “.

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Note: An imaginary story

Hari was born and brought up in Mumbai in a typical middle class family. He had joined Infosys as a fresher since 1 month. He cleared his GRE and TOEFEL and got admission into one of the most premier US Universities. The only hindrance was the 1 lakh Rs. bond. He kept on convincing his highly principled dad that there are many who have left the company without paying the bond amount.

However his ex-IIT Powai Prof. Dad refused and termed it as “Unethical”. Hari was feeling extremely guilty about the fact that his dad had to pay 1 lakh to his company.
One evening Hari tells his father he will repay the amount within a year from the financial aid he has received for his MS but asks his dad about the source of 1 lakh Rupees since he is aware about their financial status. His dad simply replies: “Don’t worry. Your company will help me pay the amount”.

Hari was puzzled and confused. The next day Hari’s dad sells 40 shares of Infosys. Now his dad’s portfolio has just 60 shares of Infosys which was their only investment till date.