Restart Your Life!!-The Shining Sunrise!!

For any hard situation or wit, you are already forgiven,

Oh! Dear time,

Sweetness of memories; that’s all what you have given”

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A just born baby named “2012” is securing her initial breaths inside our laps. Opportunities are rushing towards us. Last year went amazingly. Series of uncertainties, we all have faced in our lives. Failure, success, happiness, sadness, isolation, togetherness; these are few chapters that we have updated as far as book of our life is concerned. Last year especially for me was like a magic bag. The more I tried to solve the mystery the more mysterious the bag had become. But these uncertainties have taught me the actual idea behind the life. Life is not about what you live, its more about how you live the situation you are not comfortable with.

My dear friends, life is like a carom board; just like the Queen, When a baby opens his/her eyes, he/she would be surrounded by people we call family, friends, well-wisher, care takers etc.. but eventually, moment by moment, day by day, year by year, age by age; the crowd disappears and at the end of your life, all alone, you have to deal with the another journey we call it death.

Life is like a rubber band; the longer we stretch it the harder it hurts us back. Don’t stretch your life for anything. Don’t conclude and categorize anything in your life. A thing or a living being; they come they go. We cannot hold them in our hands just like silica; the more we try to hold it, the more it sinks from the gap between the fingers. You cannot make people, you just can make relations, you can just make attachments, you just can make bonds; you are just a maker and not a holder. You can’t stop anything just like time. So don’t regret for any jerk, don’t cry for any pain, don’t apologize for anything that was not in your hands, don’t ruin your life for anything which was not meant to be for you, don’t over react on any failure, don’t over joy for any success, be neutral, be original, be like your own life; unique, controlled and confident.

Two individual souls are like a guitar and a hand; though they both are original, though they both are pure, though they both are made for each other; it’s all about the composition of right rhymes at the right time for the right person in the right way. You cannot be so sure that the guitar would remain with hand forever. It’s all about time. Throughout the life; any individual lives a table tennis ball’s life. He/she is being used by two sides of life; dreams and realities. The moment he/she reaches to dreams, dream smash the being so tightly and throw him/her towards the reality. Somehow or anyhow the soul digests the reality but, the moment the soul gains the capacity to digest the smash and the reality; reality forces him/her to start dreaming. That’s the way we live our life. That’s the way we have to live our life.

In past 365 days, most of us have cherished success, digested failure, enjoyed togetherness, pampered isolation; but in any of these situations, idea of life is to give us experience or better I call it maturity. We grow with ages, we grow with time. Adjustment to live with is always easier then Adjustment to live without. But end of the day, when we conclude, we gain experience. Everything that comes to you; comes with equal importance; but when I used the word importance, I did not mean that the thing would stay along with you the whole life. It appears to get disappeared. Among 365 days of any year, initial 360 days are like 360 degrees of a circle we call it life; degree to degree-point to point; the more we move the more we gain the experience and on the day of Christmas, with all the blessing and love; god grants us 5 days to conclude, to observer, to overcome, to avoid, to accept, to revisit and above all to experience the life with all different chapters I have mentioned and finally, we adopt, we gain; a new day, a new starting point, another chance to repair all the mistakes, another chance to revisit all the achievement, a starting point of another journey; we call it “new year evening”

Forgiveness is the flower of god, so it should be given and not to be sold. Remember one thing: - no one is considered bad by doing bad things but by choosing wrong time. It’s all about motive and not about the intention and my dear friend, though many have hurt you, tough people have given you pain, tears and thousands of reasons to cry in last year; don’t expect their apologies. Just give them the forgiveness. Don’t lock souls in the cage of misunderstandings, hard feelings, dislikes and expectations; just grant them what they deserve: - freedom. Open the cage and let birds fly in the sky of freedom. They shall come back; they shall join you in your journey. You are a tree of your own world. Let these birds shape their nests over your branches. Enlarge your branches and not the shadow. And ask for apology for all those harsh, tough moments that they have received from you intentionally or unintentionally. Deal with your problems they way you deal with your comfort. The more your problems would mind you, the more your problems will find you. Restart your life, seize all 365 degrees again. Keep giving love, keep giving happiness, keep giving togetherness, keep giving comfort, and keep giving life. A giver is always a GOD: - “Giver of Destiny, Giver Of desire”.

A Very happy new year to you and your family. May god bless you with all the happiness and success. Be a learner and perform like a stunner.

God Bless you,

Always Sparkle.

~Maulik Trivedi

Have You Realized???

“I want a new land,

Where I can draw all my dreams in the sand,

But please don’t grant me a sea shore,

And if you do so,

Please cover all my dreams with your helping hands”

The sun rose up with different heat today. The scene that was created by the sun over the sky was so very refreshing. I went to a garden nearby my house to follow my daily routine. The scene was as normal as it used to be. Every day when I go the garden I meet same people; I see same faces fulfilling their daily routines. But today something was different; may be my vision was different today.

I saw a group of around 15 men talking to each other. Some of them were listening, some were laughing, and some of them were representing the group. All were almost of same age; but they all were fully charged, with bright faces, enjoying with their friends. When I moved forward, I saw another group of women in the garden doing exercise. In decent looking circle they all were following the instructions given by an old woman. It was a laughing club, without any hesitation, without any interruptive expressions, they were laughing. The sight was an eye catcher. Then I saw men and women walking on the jogging track, as fast as they can, and while walking; they were continuously talking to the person walking besides them. Their face were expressive, their faces were satisfied, they all were looking happy.

This eternal excitement was forcing me to sit somewhere to control my internal happiness. I was lost in thoughts. I was so happy with what I was seeing in the garden at 6 in the morning. In my journey of 25 years, every old man or woman whom I met, had a reason to cry, to complain, to regret, but, here the scene was proving me wrong. They were all happy, satisfied, charged; I was seeing the youngest old men and women of Ahmedabad. I was trying to unscrew the realities from what I was seeing.

At the age of 60-70-80, when it’s time for someone to take rest and enjoy; opposite to that, what they all were doing at 6 in the morning that too in the winter season? Were they really very happy? Were they really satisfied? I was trying to unmask their faces to read their emotions. I just ask ed one question to myself:-“ Maulik, what would you do if you will not get any chance to express your feelings, thoughts, emotions?”. Question was normal but answer was not. I replied to myself:-“I will start searching for a medium where I can speak all freely, where I can share all my thoughts, where I can laugh with people on my silly jokes, where I can secure appreciations for what is unique in me”. My soul replied:-“May be, they are doing the same, they have found the medium as they wanted to do all these”. I asked:-“but this can be shared with family members too”, but the moment I spoke this, my blood stood still, my eyebrows were trying to hide my repulsion the next moment. Suddenly, my grandfather’s face appeared affront. With same innocence, same maturity, and same charge but with hidden dissatisfaction I could read in his eyes. I got strangled in the lap of a tree. I realized that I reached to the answer.

In this era of technology, we the half humans-half machines (as we are loaded with headphones, cell phones, music players, laptops, televisions etc.) from the soulful sunrise to the hectic sunset; we run the whole day to survive, to fulfill expectations, to serve our society but by doing this, we hardly get time for our “social” life called family. Isn’t it? Just recall your past for 10 days and tell me frankly, when last time you talked with your grandfather and/or grandmother? Did you ask them that if they want anything by holding their hands in your hands? Have you ever said:-“Don’t worry grandfather, I am there?”

Friends, I do not have any doubt on the respect and feelings that you have for your grandparents but this is something serious to think. Tell me, why all the gardens we find are fully occupied by people between the ages of 50 and 80? Are they all dissatisfied by what they are living and getting at from their respective families? We have to think.

Just look at them, they are experienced, mature, focused and above all needy. Yes they are, needy they are. They are hungry; hungry for relations, hungry for love. They want a listener with whom they can share their experiences, with whom they can share their knowledge but unfortunately they are alone. An old man/woman is like that street light pole covered by the crowd. Though it gives shine and light; people understand its value the moment it stops giving the light. It’s painful and shameful for all of us.

Just compare the young generation (including me) with this old generation. Just compare their life style. Just compare young guns with those old think tanks and you will be able to learn the importance of grandparents in individual’s life. 60% of the total news paper readers belong to their group. The knowledge that they have, we just can’t reach to their level and that’s why government has set age limits for all the competitive exams like UPSC, GPSC etc. because if there would not be any limit then I am sure these old think tanks will eat all the seats available with the knowledge that they have. They are household doctors without the degree who with just their touch can repair all the pain. They grew old with the prices, inflation, population, pollution as that is why they are special. They are witness of the journey of this earth from house covered by the greenery to the green house effect. Now you only decide who is young and healthy: the one who doesn’t live his bed even at 10 in the morning or the one who leaves his bed at 5 in the morning to fulfill his routine. Who is happier: the young gun that spends his time with numerous friends at tea stalls, hukkah baar or in the theatre or the one who spends most of his time with trees, birds and other think tanks in the gardens?

But unfortunately the eyes and minds of the LATEST generations are covered by the dist of materialism. We treat them like that statue of our respective lords that we have in the corner of our houses. We organize them and forget and during the festival seasons like DIWALI, we wash them as we want our house to be considered as clean. If cable in not working, we can talk and argue for hours with cable operators but we just can’t manage a few minutes for our grandparents. Yes, I am being rude but me, you; we all know that I am stating a fact. We have time to listen to the problems of our friends who live in luxuries; who are covered by numerous FRIENDS but we often overlook our grandparent’s problem by just saying:-“they have the habit of making complains”. We show all our worries and care if any of our friend is suffering from a seasonal fever, but when it comes to our grandparents, we just ignore it by saying:-“ It’s just because of suffer loss due to age”. We are selfish, aren’t we? Yes we are.

Before me, thousands of thinkers and writers have penned countless articles and quotes on this topic and they partially succeeded but not solely as gardens are still full, grandparents are still helpless. It’s my gentle request my dear friend, trying to be their listener, try to be their helping hands, try to make them happy, try to make them feel special. They are the tree roots of your family. If you think, you are living a healthy and happy life then the greenery that you are cherishing is a gift from those tree roots-your grandparents. Just remember one thing: - “life is a circular road. The point where your grandparents are standing today, you will reach at the same points few years down the line. Now decide what you want. Where you want to see yourself? You want to see yourself with sweets of love, care, family and life in hands or you want to see yourself in the garden, hither half thither full, searching for your listener in those groups? I realized my duties today, have you realized?

Think about it

~Maulik Trivedi