The Legacy Of TK Marg…

 

Tekandas Kataria Marg is one of the most happening streets I’ve encountered in Mumbai. Whether it’s break of day or nightfall it’s got a life of its own. Cultural harmony is omnipresent with people from various walks of life coming and going to earn a living for themselves. Everyone’s got their schedule on point right from the flower lady getting the garlands ready for the morning temple prayers to the food stalls that open up in the evening during the work hour rush. The routine in itself is fascinating to observe. The tiniest of details for example the dog cuddled up in front of a parked car –you’ll find it there in the very same spot every morning without fail. The street also depicts an atmosphere of animal and human harmony. It has some really old buildings like Dalmia Building – built in 1918 which will be replaced by new construction sooner or later. ‘Artifacts’ like the letter box that almost no one uses anymore still stand strong on the sidewalks beckoning for people to use them. Technology has left a lot of services like the postal paralyzed. But some things like restaurant delivery still happen on bicycles. The street vendor sleeping on the street shows how carefree her life must be having a sound sleep in spite of the loud environment, which just comes to show how the people of this city have learnt to accept their fate in this unending noise pollution. There are a couple of cows at both ends of the street next to two temples that people very reverently take blessings from. The road finally leads up to the Matunga flyover which connects the famous Matunga Road Station and has also a created a connection to many other places like Kurla, Sion, Dharavi etc. The station is bustling with people at peak hours showing the extent of urbanization. The street today has gotten its importance due to it being a connecting route to many prominent places like Hinduja Hospital, David Sassoon Children’s School and newly opened Big Bazaar. It’s filled with restaurants of different cuisines all to suit the taste and budget of the crowd. Unlike every other story that comes to an end, this one has none, because every day is a new beginning. People will live and die, but the legacy of Tekandas Kataria Marg will love on…

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​That moment when I realised how fake the real world is and how genuine my school days were…I regret not cherishing them well enough but who had the time for that when the pressure of marks pushed you so low and the false promises of college life being all rainbows and sunshine kept you so hopeful for a brighter future…But the only thing that keeps you happy at the end of the day is quality human interaction that the real world lacks so much…

A love-hate relationship with my country…

DISCLAIMER: Before you go ahead and place your eyeballs on the second para, I’d like to let the reader know that if he/she is one of those Indians who cannot handle criticism and is easily offended by the bitter truth and facts, then please stop right here and do NOT go ahead with the article. I just don’t wanna die 🙂

I’m assuming that if you’re reading this line you’ve agreed to the above disclaimer, also assuming that you are one hell of a rational thinker, unbiased and not too sensitive towards criticism of the facts and truths of life, especially the ‘Indian’ life. Here we go…

Sitting for a Cultural Studies lecture the other day, our professor decided to take up the topic of ‘orientalism’. He went on to discuss how the cultures of the what he called ‘hegemonic’ American society was taking over ours. He went on to state that the US mocks the prevailing concept of caste in our country, yet overlooks its own culture of discrimination on color. He then went on to play an audio of a journalist (I don’t really remember whether he was British or Indian settled in India, but he had a British accent) who sarcastically praised the ‘anarchy’ of the Indian system. Sarcastically listing down some of the flaws in the Indian system, that every Indian encounters in his/her daily routine. But the highlight of his talk was that we Indians accept that we have a highly flawed system yet we choose to ‘adapt’ to it instead of correcting it, all in the name of one big word – freedom. After listening to him, I took a minute to think about it all. I heard the response of some of my classmates and realised that they all actually, ridiculously supported the fact that it’s good to have the quality of ‘adaptability’. But wait, how are we all overlooking the part that every flaw that we are adapting to is still a continuing flaw! It made me realise what top-notch hypocrites each and every one around me, including me is.

We as citizens of a nation rich in ‘culture’, sit on our comfy couches, criticise the government, have the audacity to criticise ‘bribes’, criticise the public officials, criticise the entire society, and drag this audacity to the extent of criticising OTHER countries and their systems? Considering the matter that our professor brought up regarding America overlooking the discrimination on color yet, mocking our culture of the still-prevailing caste system, well of course US has the advantage to mock our culture because we Indians go around blowing our trumpets loud and clear about preserving our so called ‘prestigious’ culture without thinking twice what it even consists of! Every country has a USP that they bank on, none go advertising about something they know is a universal disgrace. But here we have India. ‘Mera bharat mahaan’, who goes around promoting equality and peace when internally itself we have the world’s biggest menace – caste! Now what you may be thinking is, “ok Keith we get it, we have a problem of caste, but that’s it! Every other aspect of the Indian culture is praiseworthy”. Well to that thought, lets now broaden the term culture to the term ‘system’. Let’s analyse some daily tit-bits that every Indian claims to just ‘go with the flow’– the ‘Indian system’ .

A simple example of the traffic signal. If you’re an Indian reading this, the words ‘traffic signal’ might have already brought a smile on your face. But wipe that smug smile off your face right now! Every day I walk from my home to the railway station to commute to college. I have to cross just one junction on the way, a junction that has something called a signal. As soon as the signal turns red for the vehicles, the vehicles continue to pass. Ok, maybe these lunatics are just color blind. That’s perfectly fine, but wait, we now have enslaved traffic cops put in a place where there are working signals, to control a herd of lunatic, color blind drivers and riders. But apparently we Indians have something called ‘ego’ issues that we’d like to exhibit in public and also to the law, so we jump the ‘stop’ gesture of the cop too! If we Indians cannot abide by 3 simple colors to keep safety and harmony, how do you expect any sort of harmony in our lives? What culture is this? There is one culture that’s taught to us by our immediate surroundings (our family) and the other that we learn from the rest of the world. The culture of breaking signals will reign forever as long as we have egoistic, lunatic, color-blind drivers and riders taking over the roads today. The examples can go on and on, regarding train timings, ‘time’ on the whole in India, offense towards slang, etc.
Another ridiculous idea that a classmate of mine brought up was regarding the concept of zebra crossings. He said that its funny and stupid that in countries abroad, people do not cross the road if they don’t see zebra crossings. I felt like standing up and laughing so hard at this statement. The whole point of a zebra crossing is that pedestrians can cross roads safely without having to think twice. Zebra crossings are not placed anywhere and everywhere. They are strategically placed either before road bumpers or signals so that vehicles slow down giving you peace of mind to cross. Just because our government places zebra crossings like its placing diamonds on the roads (placing them so rarely, even if placed they are hardly visible) doesn’t mean you criticise the concept of zebra crossings.

Agreed that we possess the freedom that some citizens of other countries possess not even 1/10th of what we do. But coming to think of it, is this freedom even worth it? Are we rolling in the freedom to be the hypocrites that we are? What frustrates me is not the flaws of this country but the balls and the audacity us Indians have to criticise other nations and their cultures, when ours is 10 times worse. Instead of educating us to change our country we are being shaped to think wrong of other countries. If this is what the education system is designed to do – shape our minds to build up on our already existing ego, all I see is our country’s progress going down the drains – the also, extremely sad drainage system that we possess.

Peace Out! 😀

 

 

Aristotle’s Golden Mean – the working solution to life…

Aristotle’s Golden Mean is the midpoint (or the desirable) between two extremes – one of excess and one of deficiency. Most of us live life to the extreme. But as the doc says – do everything in moderation and not extreme. Have fun, but in moderation, work, but in moderation, love, but in moderation,  hate, but in…no wait, don’t hate!

I learnt the concept of moderation the hard way. The way that broke me from within, making me so cold hearted – blinded by the concept of logic > emotions, when in fact, logic and emotions are equally required to live a emotionally and logically happy life. I failed to recognize the joys of living an emotional, sometimes a little less logical life. I forgot the meaning of true fun. I longed for a hearty laugh. I was so caught up with work, work and work, that work became an excuse to stay away from  fun and from family and friends. I began prioritizing stuff so much that I forgot that sometimes people could not be prioritized. Solitary confinement after college hours was so satisfying. It was like I needed no human interaction whatsoever to fulfill my social needs. But how long could I let this go on? How long could I let this happen in the name of ‘logic > emotions‘ work out for me? I was just 18 and I wasn’t even living my life, I was surviving. Survival is something grown-ups do. Its something you do when you have nothing and no one  left but yourself. I had so many friends but I kept the barrier. The barrier that didn’t let any friend become a close friend. But who was I kidding? I obviously needed someone close. Was it my roommate? Was it her (my girlfriend)? Was it some other special people who were ever ready to help? Who was it? There are so many more people I can list out who, when I come to think of it, have helped me a great deal – something only a best friend would do. Eventually it hit me that a few special people were in fact my best friends. If not, they wouldn’t go out of their way to help me. Especially one, lil nutty and annoying guy :P, but he’s probably the best friend anyone could ever ask for.

Moving on, the feeling of insecurity that I constantly buried with piles of logical sh*t, finally came out. But this time I had to face it. My greatest insecurity is of losing her. To what? or whom? That’s a different question altogether. But then again, I had to let go of this insecurity because it went to the extreme and it got annoying for me more than her.

And then came the extremity  of my views on religion. I wandered off on a path so far away where in I started questioning if God was bad. Its true that God gave us the power of reasoning and it was for a reason too. The element of curiosity is what has lead our world to be so developed – to explore new possibilities every second. But there’s a golden mean to reasoning and questioning too. I realized that I was question God, with no base. Like I knew the entire Bible by heart, like even if I knew it, did I understand it? I also realized that this whole episode of questioning God was taking me nowhere and instead getting me into more depression because I was getting no answers either. I then decided to go back to who I was – the person who followed God fervently like any other regular happy human being.

There’s a lot more that has changed and I believe its all for the best. But the point now is that I am happy. That’s what was missing – happiness and to finally find it is probably the best feeling in the world, along with spending time with her of course 😉

Have a nice day! 😀

 

What if God = Good + Evil?

The title is just a thought. A thought that has been bothering me for quite a long time now. Do not for a second think that I am writing this as an atheist. God has given us the power of reasoning and I see it just to use that power to reason anything and everything. If questioning God is offensive then I don’t consider the freedom of choice that has been granted to us – real freedom.

When I began pondering on this thought, I wondered, “am I too crazy to think of such an atrocious possibility?”. Then eventually I began asking people what they thought about it. 90% of the reactions made me question my existence. They gave me the “are-you-alright?” face. Many people think that these thoughts have come up either because I’ve got something against God or that something really tragic has happened in my life and I’ve turned atheist. These reasons were too cliché for me. I just love to think and reason out things logically and see no crime in that. [Oh! And before I go forth with my thoughts and opinions I just want to tell my readers to not go further if they are too sentimental for religious reasoning because I don’t want you to barge up to my doorstep and kill me, to be blunt (P.S. I live in India where freedom of speech is mere words)]

Now, coming back to the point, why did such a question arise in my mind in the first place? The society from time immemorial has been conditioned to believe that God is good all the time (there’s even a hymn in the Catholic church with the exact words) and anything bad that happens is our fault. Poor karma takes the blame for anything bad that happens. When God created us, he created us in his image. Under the disguise of choice, he allowed sin. Putting this into an equation,

Humans = Good + Evil

God = Good +  Evil  Divinity

implies that God gave himself no other choice but to be good. Would you rather prefer the privilege of choice and commit sins, extending to mortal sins, than no choice and remain good without sins and deaths? When we ask God for a petition, do we give him a choice of either doing it or not? No, we assume that he’d obviously only do the right thing because God has portrayed himself never to have evil as a choice. The question that now arises in our minds is why has God done this? It’s all because of God’s strategic plan. If God wished, with the blink of an eye, could have wiped away sin from the world. But if he did that, there would be no sin and no sin would mean no one would face any kind of suffering and no suffering would mean no more prayers and no more prayers would imply God getting forgotten and of course, who wants to be a loner?  This would make God really narcissistic, an attention seeker. But who would even dream of associating such terms with someone like God? But that is what I want my readers to think. To ponder on socially unthinkable ideas. Because anything is possible. There is no definite answer to God’s existence and till that answer arrives, we can continue to have such vague and unique and possible assumptions.

 

Have a great day 😀

 

 

I Lived…

Wondering, “whats with the vague title?” ?. Scroll down my blog and it’ll all start to make sense.

2015! Probably the best year yet. This year was filled with the most stressful to the happiest moments- for which I’d give anything to relive. This year taught me life lessons as well as gave me ample time for self introspection. So here I am, listing down the various events this year that changed my mind and my heart to a great extent.

As the year began, mom was still looking out for a decent job. Dad was on the verge of losing his current job and there I was in between, figuring out my life – my not so great ‘love’ life (YES, I wouldn’t let go of her) and my career ahead. All the while I lived in UAE I was pretty sure of studying there. I had already created the rosiest picture of college life that I’d lead in a few months time. I imagined being in UAE and dating the love of my life. But as days passed and our financial condition kept getting increasingly uncertain by the day, I was forced to abandon my dreams and start anew. I was forced to think about India, something I never imagined I’d do. And so I began the great hunt for universities. That was one hell of a process that I have no idea how I got through. It was decided. I was to leave for India for a ‘bright future’.

I told myself everyday, “It couldn’t be that bad to leave UAE for India”. But just a month before I left, the person I loved all along begins to like me. Not love, like me. But that still meant a great deal and that crushed my heart before I left.

This kept me sad for a long time until I got my academic results. I was overjoyed and to see the smile on mom’s face was priceless. Thats when everything began to fall in place. I got an offer from two universities and I chose one. It was a tough decision but I made it and I feel no regrets whatsoever. I still missed ‘her’.  As time passed though the feelings faded away. Once college began, the feelings were almost nil, until I went back for vacations and got my heart tangled again.

The first semester of college wasn’t that great since it started off with people misunderstanding me having a thing for someone I didn’t have the slightest thing. Made me feel like making a good girl friend would be close to impossible. Almost made me go into depression until I decided to widen my avenues of friendship.

My entire vacations were spent hanging out with my first crush. Made me fall in love with her again, leaving me in tears the day left, thinking about the moments we spent together. But the moment I stepped foot on Indian soil I decided to change. I had gone past the limit long back but it still wasn’t too late. I had to move on and so I did. It wasn’t an easy task but the illusions to my heart worked!

As second semester began, I began liking a girl in my class. A sweet girl with whom spending time was a joy. Spending time was timeless. Smiling at her like an idiot every time she made a face. Smiling to myself just at the thought of her. I wont say this was love. Love is a big word. This is a happiness that you don’t want to let go of. That you want to give it a chance to mix with love. It may take days, weeks, months or even years, but it seems worth it because every moment that I spend with her seems worth it and not a waste of precious time. I’m the worst when it comes to hiding my feelings and keeping them suppressed. Hiding sorrow is easier than hiding my feelings for someone. She read my eyes from the very beginning and understood me that very moment. Yet she hasn’t let stuff get into the way of our friendship and thats what makes me happier. Nothing has changed and I hope it never does, because finding friends like her is like looking for a needle in a haystack. Thanks to my fate I never had to look for friends. Making friends was something I never faced an issue with. Probably my biggest strength.

What were the life lessons? Go with the flow of life, don’t run after love because you’ll get everything but that. Whatever happens, happens for the freaking best! And just when you feel that everything is going downhill, turn back and run  uphill, fight your way through because if everything is going downhill its making the hill of life’s problems smaller and clearing a brighter top  for you and oh how bad you want to be there don’t you?

So this New Years’s eve at 23:59 all I’m going to do is take deep breath and a tiny jump into 2016, hoping for a happy year ahead. As simple as that.

 

Happy New Year everyone 😀

2 Sights…

On a scale of 1 – 10 how simple would you rate life?
My vote – 10/10
Most individuals have a complex ideology of life and it’s ways. Their theories prove that life is too complex to be understood. Too complex to rough things out. What they failed to see is that, life has its own simplicity in its complexity. The bottom line is how you perceive the matter. Let’s take every situation in life to have just two views. One – simplicity and two – complexity. Simplicity is the path that usually begins with logical thinking. The path that doesn’t really require much emotional ‘re-thinking’ and just involves going with the flow. Yes, as simple as that. Such a path leads to little or no regrets in the future because it’s, after all, also as some like to call it doing the will of God. So what’s complexity? It’s the exact opposite of the will of God. Complex situations are created and never happen on their own. Look closely into your past and you a see a series of self-created complexities. We blame the opposite person for our screw-ups, but on close examination you begin noticing your oh-so-insignificant blunders that led to your present ruin. Then your biggest punishment – regret. Which leads to a bigger one – guilt. And trust me, guilt kills. Stabs you deep down in your heart even in your happiest moments.
But! As a wise man once said – where there is a will there is a way. Certainly there is a way, but not a complete guarantee to happiness. But…whatever works right? First things first, identify your screw-ups. Then classify all the tragic memories of the past into parts. And now the most interesting of all, considering life a book series, name each part like your naming your books. You’ve written your own history after all! Just consider all these books as a series that flopped before you actually published them. Now all you need to do is begin anew. Live each day as it comes without trying to add your own complex ideology expecting things to get interesting.
Today everyone’s caught in their own complexities. Something really common. Simplicity is a path untrodden. Well it’s time for some real adventure then. So pick up the pen and start writing a logically bright future. A future with no regrets. And most importantly a future with happiness.

Have I Lived?

As the year’s end approaches, I see the new year resolution rampage beginning. Everyone’s looking for something to live up to in the coming year. But as the convention goes, they end up living up to none of their simple resolutions.

But today, I think, keeping aside living up to something, have I really lived? Did I really do anything I don’t regret? Counting down the list of things in my head, I seem to have more things I regret doing than not. And to he honest, this is the first year I’ve got this feeling. The worst regret is, not studying enough. From the beginning of my academic year, I’ve had 4 exams and in all I under-performed. But under-performing is not the thing that pricks. Knowing that I have the potential to be a topper in all the subjects and yet under-performing is what kills. And the cause for this miserable performance is, an issue many teenagers of my age face and that is, relationships. But then again, since nothing is so simple in this world, while others were facing problems being in a relationship, I faced a problem of not being in one. the girl I loved (and still love), is my best friend. And that’s when things got really complicated. It’s a long story I’m not prepared to share…yet.

2014 taught me one thing, there are some things worth letting go of . In order to ‘live’ you’ve got to let go of the things that aren’t letting you do so. Me, one entire year I didn’t let go and it got me ending up half MAD. If you ever need a detailed definition of the word ‘obsession’, feel free to ask me. This really sucked out all the joy out of my year – 2014.

We all think we’ve got people and things to live up to every year, every day, every moment of our lives. But I tell you most solemnly, think again.

#HappyNewYear =D

A life worth living..

What do you think of life? Some think of it as “Make the best of it man!!”…or some would be like “why did God waste his time on me?” Well it all depends on, from what perspective you look at life from. Life is not just to make the best of it “yourself”. There is a saying “A true life lived is a one lived for others”. Don’t ask me who’s qoute is it. Because frankly and most truthfully, I made it up.
Everyone on earth is born with a purpose. By any chance, remember the great saying, “I’m of no use to planet Earth”? Don’t worry, you’re not the only one. Often heard when you fail to do something you were so confident of. But I’m not saying everyone has got to be perfect. You’ve just got to try. And if you fail don’t go back to square 1…”oh! I’m useless!!”. Instead be positive and take it as a lesson. Try and improve your skills ( that we more often fail to do ).
A fact of life : “We are born with joy and die in sorrow”. And once again I made that up. Life is a race…3..2…1…GO!! And your life starts!! Your whole you lifetime is spent running after this materialistic world. For some its fame, some prefer ‘cash’, some just want peace, some don’t really like to look at others in peace and, some just wait their entire life to rest in iternal peace. Life can be compared to so many things irrelevant to our ‘clever’ minds. Well, I’ve got alot of things in mind to relate. Some of them would be snow, a pencil,the days of a week etc. My favourite among these is when life is compared to the days of a week. ‘Sunday’ the first day of the week we are fully charged all set for a week of sweat and pain ( pain in some cases), just like the inception of our life. Then as the week and ofcourse our life too goes on, we experience some hardships and obstacles in our path. But just facing these hardships does not prove anything. Overcoming them is the real success. Then finally comes the end of the week and our life, when we are too tired to do anything and all we want to do is ‘rest in peace’.
All in all life is like a plane. You’ve  got to be accurate with your speed and time, with a positive destination. Live life to the fullest and don’t forget life is God’s gift to mankind, every gift is meant to be shared.

Have a great day! Spread the love! 😁

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