I do or We All Do?

The last time I wrote a blog was five years ago, when I was single, fat and jobless. After all this while, I am still jobless and fat, but not single anymore. I am married for 2 and half years now.  So yeah my today’s ramblings are going to be on marriage or to put it right the Indian (especially south) wedding scenario.

Anywhere in this world if there is one thing common about weddings, then it is the girl’s dream to make this once in a lifetime occasion (not really once for some people, but that's what we think initially) as special and beautiful as possible. Most of us have this dream of a fairy tale wedding.  But wait! Here's the reality reality check, wedding or for that matter marriages in India are not about two people, it’s about the entire clan of yours and your future hubby’s that involves amma, appa,mama, mamis, tatha, pati, chitti, chithappa, and the list can continue to the 1000 guests that are invited to your wedding. You and your partner need to act just like puppets in the show.  Be it at the mandap, where the pundit makes you do things and say mantras that you don’t even understand or at the reception, where you stand for hours greeting people you barely know and take pictures with a forced smile.

So, here's a warning: Be prepared and don’t let anyone except for your man to have a say in your wedding. Eventually it’s you and your man uniting and taking vows to be there for each other, not the entire the infinite number of people who are there to do nothing but dress-up and eat. Your relatives are mere spectators of the occasion and you can do without them, if required.

But, in my experience it’s easy said than done.

 (Views expressed are personal and not trying to impose anything on anybody!)

                                                                                                                                                         

Starting Again!

It such a shame that I haven't posted here for 5 years. So, here I am starting again. A big thanks to my sister (bhuvi) for reminding about this blog. 

So, basically I will fill these pages with my random, sometimes wise, sometimes silly thoughts. For now let me think of a topic and get back.

Ciao. 

Happyness

The Pursuit of Happyness, I can watch this movie for like thousand times and still feel the same emotions of watching it for the first time.  Based on a true life story of Chris Gardner, this movie gets me high on life. Gardner is not a very well to do salesman and can make ends meet only by selling a very expensive, not so appealing Bone density scanner.  He loves his son and wants to build a better future for him, for which he decides to join internship at a well known brokerage firm. On getting selected Gardner learns that the training is unpaid and the chance of getting a job is difficult as well as uncertain. 

What do we do when we face troubles or in crisis situation… what I do is crib, cry, and complain on why god gave me such a life…and if I were in Gardner’s place, maybe I would have ended life? 

Throughout the movie Gardener (Will Smith) struggles, struggles and struggles with poverty, homelessness, separation from wife, but never felt him complain even once on his plight.  Never does he show the pain and frustration to his son. He ensures that the kid feels secure, even at the time when they are being thrown out by the landlord and have to spend the night at a railway station’s toilet. His determination, positivity and love for his son are heavily motivating.

The best scene is when Gardner wins a position at brokerage firm, fighting 19 other candidates through his efficiency. With tears in his eyes, he claps and runs to hug his son. He finally says, “Now this part of my life is called happyness.” 

Learning: Struggles are part of life, but the results always bear fruits. Today if you are going through a worse period, then it is for your happy tomorrow. So never lose hope and take life as it comes.

Also,

Happiness doesn’t come in big box… it comes in small but many packages. Little things like warm sunlight, baby’s smile or a friends hug, etc, can make you feel happy.

Have a Happy New Year.

Levels of optimism

Let me begin and make a start with my life. I have been jobless for over a month (totally dependent on parents), Single/unmarried for like ages it may seem and worst of all I am FAT…Sigh my life’s pathetic right…
WRONG…coz I don’t want to be the complain cry baby. I just want to have a look at it like this:

Jobless:  Now this gives my brain a great chance to entertain itself with plenty of ideas and look at the future opportunities. One great example is writing this blog. I would have never entered the blog zone with a 9 to 6 job (ya ya…the same complain who has got the time when I have my work assignments pending.)
My friends…I can meet, chat with anytime (My dad will have to pay the mobile bill, but that’s ok).

I have got the time now and I am going to make the most of it.

Single: Well that’s like a boon….No worries of having a BF calling up late at night and hanging up on him with an irritating mindless fight. I can have peaceful sleep and be healthy.  No fights, No cell phone ringing at odd time, No weird SMS …just a lovely independent life which is free to watch out for other better possible new  opportunities.

Fat: Now this gives me a chance to gift myself with a stunning makeover for next year. Create a new ‘ME’ and surprise myself and others.

Now this is called ‘LIFE’