The saga of life Part I - The struggles and Confusion

Life is hard to comprehend; even harder is when life treats and tears you in some mysterious ways. Even though this so-called life is but a short one, it’s full of complex thing to understand and fathom. Some treats this life seriously; some casually; some takes it with ease, some wastes it with all the ill and wrong doings; some takes it for granted but the crux and cusp of all these is that we all are part of it and we can’t avoid taking its toll.

At this juncture, when you almost cross twenties and embark into the 30’s zone, when you are just finding root for your career; when you are just beginning to start so-called family; when you are beginning to sort out what makes you happy and what is best for another half of your life; when you actually get the taste of everything; in short when everything happens at a time is but the most critical phase of life I think.  If you are not careful, you risk that exposure and the experiences to a chance of getting hay wired.

People that I know well and even remotely often ask me what am I up to, how my life is going and where friends of my caliber are and all. Well, as a matter of fact some have become business tycoon, some industrious engineers and doctors, some promising journalists, some aspiring politicians, most of them happy parents and most of us doing JUST fine and surviving. If we are doing just fine, then it’s all well and good because at the end this is what matters right? They are often shocked you know because to some, money and materialistic world is all they care. They eat, pray, live and shit with this mantra. That’s why we even see people trying so hard to stick to their job even at the cost of cheating their ages. Age and our body just can’t lie you know.

Five years of my career life has taught and opened my eyes to so many sad realities and bitter truths. The corporate world that we often say isn’t always as we thought or expects it to be.  Yes life is hard when you have to depend entirely on dry salary at the end of month and half of that goes to the house owner as rent. Yes it is hard when you have to bear the responsibilities of whole family including distant relatives; yes life is difficult and saddening when you can’t fulfil the dreams of not just yourself but your parents as well, yes it is frustrating when things don’t come along nice and smooth; yes we f**king like to commit some grave crimes when you feel cheated and the bosses around bothers you, but, but at the end of day you know what the beauty is? Satisfaction! The fact that you end up being sublime; bearing with few slanting rays of hope despite all the odds and you manage to overcome in it-self is but huge achievement and a satisfaction. Yes nobody is going to give shit about this entirety but it’s all worth for you; through these hurdles do we know the value of hard earned fruit. The fruit tasted out of much sweat and perspiration is way too sweeter!

But then of course the saga of so-called struggles and strivings continue for this is what life is after all.

Courage

When life pulls down yet you don’t give up

When life’s cruel and you don’t give shit

When love betrays to take  its toil 

But you fight back brave and not spoil 

When your boss is wrong and you give voice 

When the crowd scares and yet you face

When the doubts cloud your judgement

Yet you embrace until you are triumphant 

When the fire of rage inside goes savage

Yet you calms down with water of patience 

When the fear engulfs and you step back

Only to return stronger and composed 

Courage is not being rude or arrogant 

Courage is simplicity with persistence 

Letter to my wife

My dear Wife,

I don’t know if you remember or not that today is but a special day for us. It may be almost the end of this very day. I have intentionally waited this long hours just to see if you also remember and remind me which you didn’t and maybe that’s because you thought the same as me- waiting for me to remind you first. But if there is one thing that I have learnt through the years with you, it’s that you don’t always show first, instead you wait for me to see first, do first or remind first for this matter. Well, then I just want to say, HAPPY SEVENTH ANNIVERSARY MY DEAR.

Days and years may go and another come by, yet the memories we created for ourself, the best times we have had through the college days and after will only remind us that life as ‘US’ has been abut a beautiful and wonderful journey.. It only means we are here for real. Yes, the boat that we sailed hasn’t been that smooth, but then whose life is perfect anyway? It’s through the storms of struggle and fights that we get rain of  happiness and satisfaction. Aren’t you happy that it’s been seven long years now and that we have somehow managed well. With age of bond that we share for each other, it will only get Better for sure. It will only be exciting you know dear. I LOVE YOU MY DEAR. 

One of the greatest gift you have provided for us is our little champ. I feel so blessed to be part of this wonderful thing called Family. Ever since he joined our circle, the bond, I must be frank and I tell you  life has been pretty tough and challenging, but, but that  doesn’t mean I have not enjoyed every bit of moment.  It has taught me so many life long lessons that has made me only a better father, good husband and perhaps a matured lover in my own way although bit forgetful. But again, this to my defense only means that life isn’t perfect after all and so are we you know. 

So on this memorable day, I just wanna remind you that inspite of the life being pretty harsh on us, inspite of the family and other’s presssure, inspite of life taking us down I will still hang by your side and remain at your back and walk with you no matter what. I will support you through thick and thin. I will laugh and smile with you and cry with you if that’s what’s required. And The most important I  will never forget to love you. 

With lots of Love

 (Hubby)

Spring

Spring is a beautiful season of the year. It’s time when all the crushed and ruined  hopes are renewed with lush orchestra of joy, happiness and newness. It is the time for one to leave behind all the cold, harsh and miseries that the dreadful and cruel winter had brought in; set aside the past, prepare and ponder for the future with all the prayers and blessings collected over, forgive and forget once and for all.

Spring brings in with it an ample of time to rejoice and rejuvenate. It is the culmination of a new beginning. With beautiful and bountiful blossoms all around with pleasant scent and calm weather, what can we expect more than this to start a new go?What do we need more then these to dream big and plan big? 

Spring is season of love and happiness, although for farmers it’s busy one with all the works. It’s a season to sow new hope and aspirations. So leave behind all the unwanted baggage, start fresh, keep dreaming for the better,  never rule out and give up. Life  is of course always a matter of how we choose to see act. 

Good day folks....! 

Happiness

Where the mountains are capped by snow

Where Serene and chilling streams flow 

Where the kings with golden heart serves

Where the subjects soothes in chants 

Dances on the rolling suite with pure joy 

Basks under the sublime sun with toy 

Of eternal bliss, peace and comfort 

Where the one’s loyalty can’t be measured 

Where untarnished culture echos far and wide

Where age old traditions are the biggest aide

A real heaven on earth indeed

Happiness beyond one’s greed 

When is life fair anyway?

I was wandering and wondering along the woods

Suddenly My mind crosses through the days of childhood 

When each girls dreams one day of being princess

When her mom is the epitome of All she wishes 

And her dad the hero, the knight in shining armour

When each boy dreams of that charming prince 

When his mom portrays all qualities he would one day browse

When his dad is but a friend, a guide  by his side

When little siblings are but their goal 

And the reflection of their soul 

When every little hope is watered by all kinds of effort and bite 

And when all the tyrannies are overcame with triumph 

When finally a day comes to reckon 

When the princess meets his Prince Charming 

Life has cruel and disheartening plans 

The boat they boarded capsizes 

On their maiden journey through ups and down   

Through the rugged terrains of high and low 

Dreams shatters to nightmares and begins to haunt 

Hopes turn sour and belittles their hunt 

In anguish and agony they stare above 

And utters Why us, why us?

Call with Dad

After tiring day at work, Sonam went straight home to take rest, to take a short nap, but the sleep was nowhere near, so he decided to call his dad back at village just to see if his mom and dad were doing good. At the other end of the connection, his father’s voice looked tired and exhausted. He felt pity! He inquired if his dad was alright. Well, his wasn’t sick, only tired from the day’s work. His dad has been continuously working in the jungle with the rocks, making piece of bricks to construct house for some people in return for some cash. Sonam felt real pity and told why he has to get involved in such heavy works at this age; that he can of help, now that he is employed and settled.  His dad is almost 60 years now. His father’s reply shocked and made the tears roll down his cheeks.

His father said: “How much and how many people will you help? Even you are not sufficient yourself; having tough time meeting the ends” Sonam felt wounded, filled with guilt like someone shot a direct arrow to his heart. “What have I done? Did I forget that parents should be the first priority for any child? Did I just forget that what I am today is because of them? Did I just make the biggest blunder by marrying too early and starting my own family too early” he wondered. That one sentence left him blank for some time until his dad at the other end said what happened?  Sonam said he was fine and that there was some glitch in the connection instead. He felt devastated with guilt. His dad wasn’t finished yet and said that he was going to try even harder when his strength can so he doesn’t have to bother him. Sonam felt guilty even more, the guilt of being a useless and helpless kid.

“Are you there sonam?” his father said.

“I am sorry, something came up, I have to go. I will call you back. Please take care papa and give regards to mom. Bye” sonam replied and disconnected the call.

Back on the couch, sonam wasn’t busy nor did something come up. He couldn’t believe the change life has brought about upon his life; he couldn’t resist the guilt, thinking what his aging parents has had to go through whole of their life for their sake - first bringing them up, giving education and now for their own sake when its time instead to reap their work with their children preparing for their next encounter- Death.

Is this so-called the cycle of life?  He wondered…..