The most beautiful thing that happened to me

People used to ask me to tell about most beautiful thing in my life and I used to reply them with blank face with my eyes looking like bulbs hanging in the electrical holder searching for something. These eyes of mine knew that they are searching something but what were they searching they also did not know.  May be they were searching serenity of a river or vastness of a sea or force of a waterfall or shade of a tree in scorching heat. They were having no idea until I met you and you are the most beautiful thing in my life.  For me you are like what a river is to a wanderer who has not tasted water since long time, for me you are like a streak of light in the darkest hour of night, for me you are that companion which one needs to have by his side for travelling through a journey called life.

You are the person who has given me strength, stood by my side in turbulent times, guided me when I cannot find the way, gave me solace when I was in panic, and loved me for who I am.  Marriage with you a year ago was just a formality completed so that a date can be given to this relationship but I don’t want to keep our love bound by dates, years or centuries. It is endless without any start and never coming to an end because our love is a universal truth.

I am grateful to you that you have come in my life and made a place in the deepest core of my heart. I am not the best but I will try to be the knight with a shining armour, all I would need would be support from you which you have always given me. And now people don’t ask me about the most beautiful thing because they can see and read it on my face and they get the answer that I have got the most beautiful gift of my life. Rather I would say that my whole life has become beautiful because a beauty like you has come into my life.

A tryst with Truth (Social Media)

It was a great day today. golden rays of sun caressed my hair and woke me up in the morning. it was just like the feeling in childhood when my mother used to wake me up by brushing her motherly hands on my forehead. I woke up and saw my phone and there is where my life started or rather ended. My phone showed a notification 24 unread messages from 5 conversations. Some of them said good morning and some had said good night at 4.00 am as it was a Saturday night. Some conversations had jokes on which I would want to puke but of course it was my own phone so I cannot do that. Then some conversation had filthy photograph cracking a joke and you would not even want to do anything out of such jokes and feel pity on those who created and furious for those who forwarded. Then there were messages which I can connect to like "abe ch****e kaisa hai?" and then last but not the least I had the message from love of my life.

For some of the conversations I replied and for some you know I tried not to puke. So I had started my life for the day on whatsapp. And this is how my day starts now as if I had to report status to my manager or to my wife (Hope she skips this line while reading). I think in next version they should add a feature of having food through it, I think that is only left now. I smile on it, I give a rose on it, I dance on it, I laugh on it, I sing on it, I do a hi-five on it, I pray on it, I beg on it, I punch on it, I cry on it, I sleep in it and what not. Sometimes I feel that if I had to al these things in real world, will I be able to fake it or am I faking it on whatsapp. Well that is a thing to find out.

Now days I think that will my spine be the same way, will I ever be able to see straight and walk. I have heard that there are separate pathways for smartphone users in some countries. So gone are the days when separate cycle-way had to be made or in India those ‘pathway for cycle’ days never came. Coming back to my spine for those who know me was never straight and I had to bear the brunt as now I rarely see straight and walk. There is a calling feature on phone which I don’t know people remember but I usually forget because ages pass and I don’t call people although I might be pinging them every day on whatsapp but I still feel that I have increased the distance with them, I have forgot they laughed I just remember their smiley.

We as a human had evolved from talking nothing to talking so many languages. We are going advanced now, we will be like inhabitants of “PK’s Gola”, we will be able to touch each other and express ourselves because we will lose our ability to talk, our emotions will die down, our feelings will fade away since we have started expressing sorrow and protest on social media and when asked to go and vote for the same cause it is painful exercise for us. Swachta abhiyan was a big success at least I can see on facebook but somehow I find the results missing on road. You might find discontinuity at some places in this piece but that was due to intermittent pings on whatsapp. I know that after knowing all this truth I will not stop using all these things as I am an ardent user of social media and whatsapp and I will be passing on the links of this blog through social media but this is what I feel about it. Signing off for today. See you next time.

Note: There is no proapaganda against any social media as I myself is a big user of these things.