Neo Imaginations

Chasing happiness is like chasing your own damn shadow. The faster you run to chase it, the farther it runs away from you. The whole world is raking upon the word happiness. Happiness is sold in different forms of dreams. It is a million dollar project of minting money and creating vicarious illusions. Somewhere we all are running behind acquiring happiness. But happiness is like ' Tomorrow'. It never comes. You know it exists but it is always ahead of your reach. It always updates before you get updated.                       May be we all are under the wrong impression of the word happiness. May be we all are illusioned by the very meaning of the word ' Happiness'. May be our calculations to true happiness have been intelligently and implicitly deceived as something materialistic. Not that we have not heard enough about happiness as a state of mind but when it comes to practice we always associate it with physical ...

       It was just break of the day, a dawn i mean. The sun had not shown full on the horizon. Just a sneak and peek look. A woman comes in a jiffy to pluck yellow flowers from  a bush that only had those two blossoms for the day. She stole its magic and left secretly. Another woman entered the scene in a hurry but with confusion. She felt guilty of being two minutes late and walked away with a hanging face. Minutes later an old man just after his morning bath came up to the bush but only plucked some leaves in absence of flowers.  This is the drama I enjoy every morning from my balcony. The devotees struggling to please God every morning. But more than the ritual of their actual prayers, I think the God enjoys the flower drill more.The bush also supports the drama by never giving more than four to five flowers a day to end the struggle of innocent worshipers. When these people come out for post dinner walk on the street they secretly scan the bud...

The onset of winters make weather and overhead tank water a natural freezer. This is when India becomes a land of water savers. A season when water is treated either like the auspicious Gangajal or like the dangerous concentrated sulphuric acid.   I have my own experience with a colleague. Those were our bachelor days and we were staying together to share bundles of joy, sorrows and many more on the list. James was his name. A real hardworking guy and gem of a person. James loved winters for many reasons. Through out the year he would curse Delhi but  in winters he would say ' Delhi rocks man !'  As the average temperature touched 20 degree Celsius he would ask me to join for his traditional winter shopping.  A black inner and a jacket was all that he needed to smile in the winters. He never thought of buying two black inners.  "Just one will do" , he would say when I used to insist him for buying another one. This one black inner vest would stick...