The drawing Lines

If you look back ..long back ....you might remember that drawing lines were the first things that were taught to us. It was horizontal lines, vertical line, slanting lines and so on ...It was also taught how you can join them to make letters and then letters into words.This also symbolically teaches us to etch out a meaningful life - in a sense you are provided with the data to make your life. The onus is on us how we mix and match those life lines.


I just wish we could use the same fundamentals of drawing lines and write our life HAPPY ... but then it is not so simple. There are so many variables in the equation - the biggest of it is again ..the lines drawn on our palms at the time of birth. The lines of destiny - these are the ones that partly defines the story of your life. The other part is of course the trials and the errors and the choices that we make through the journey.

Since we know that a part of life is defined - and the irony is, it is in our palms. We just need to open the palms to unleash the super-natural energy given to us by eternity. Open your palms, flex your hands and get started in the journey of your life - the choices have to made by you. This freedom to make choices is what makes our life worthwhile, adventurous and thrilling. This unknown in the equation drives us forward, keeps the excitement intact and pushes us providing the required momentum.

Agreed, the choices sometimes may be wrong - you might fail or fall. But you always have another chance - get up and get going. Look ahead - the road that you see is not torturous, its full of thrills and adventures. Think about the roller-coaster ride, you enjoy the ride only because it has ups and downs - so is life. It has to be enjoyed through all the troughs and crests.

Take the step ...and always remember the one great motivational saying "
jo hoga dekha jaaega...".

The little girl

It's a hot summer afternoon.It's the time for regular power cut - incidentally this coincides with the lunch time!! I was in subway ordering my sub of the day - complaining all the while that the air conditioner is not working, it so hot and sweaty in here and so on ....

 Nevertheless i got my sub and occupied the table which overlooks the main road near by. Sometimes I like the feel of stopping and seeing the world rushing ahead , people vying to overtake each other in the never ending war of me-first.


Sandwiched between the main road and the place where i was munching on my sub was a small strip of land with a summer-tired tree with a shady patch below it. I could see four people preparing their things and ready to sit down in the shade. Two of them were men - the face and the demeanour showing that they are hard working labourers - the skin shining black - not because they were born black - it was a face severly worn down by weather and hard work. There was a lady - her face having a similar look. But the most interesting person was - a girl around 7-8 years old. The excitement of life and events showing from her innocent eyes.She had long hairs and wore a decent good looking dress - squatting, now waiting eagerly for her mother to serve her meal. Her face and her eyes so full of happy expectation - her mother started serving and i could see a big portion of rice being served on her small plate. And then a very small portion of Sambar along with a piece of pickle. My intent look shifting from the plate to her face and back. I was expecting, her face will change - the exciting look giving way to frustration and disinterest but nothing of that sort happened. She was still jubilant at what she saw on her plate - took the plate and started to eat. The face still radiating the happiness and contentment that comes with having a good meal.

They all finished their food and started gathering their things to start another session of hard work on this blazing summer afternoon.

My sub was half finished - suddenly all my sulking and complains vanished. I dont know why - but i thanked God for all the things that he has bestowed on me. There was a silent prayer for that girl too - may God bless her with all the happiness and my God keep her exuberant face as it is. I know the face might get shadowed by the upheavals of the life but let her heart be filled with happiness and contentment that i saw on her face today.


I know i may not see her or her family any time in future - but i think i will remember the little girl for making me a wee bit more wiser. With that thought in my mind i walked back to my office - but in some corner of my mind i think the little girl will always stay.