The Change Fundas

What do you live for? some of us live for today. Live in the present moment they say! Some live for the tomorrow which keeps running in their minds. Oh the so elusive tomorrow. And then there are those who live for the day after tomorrow... When this will happen then that will happen and when that happens THEN THAT will happen and then I will feel like ..... Feel like? Ah So it is the feeling..... Like this and like that, that we live for? Is it? Our dreams, desires, projections of the future..... For the feeling Feeling THAT moment Plan to predict that exact moment to calculate that exact feeling which is to be felt Then! But then! What all changes by Then? How many moments passed? To reach THAT moment? Moment by moment, they just passed. And we live on..... Moment by moment for the moments

Where is the time?

It is clearly a long time now that I wrote Sitting in a train with the music playing I look back and try to remember when I would have dreamt or creating such a moment in my life Maybe it was a movie I saw or an ad where the tech savvy hero is seen playing with his phone/ gizmo. What is interesting to note is that my belief that making dreams a reality is strengthed year on year. All we need is infinite bank of positively, time and perseverance. And its all possible But all so often I am against the wall, trying to be certain of what I really want in my life? It is elusive? Or is it like a puzzle that I need to solve? It drives me to strange places in my head often. I am often in awe when I see swarms of people all around running to meet their goals dreams and desires. But question is all of those things have happened, maybe not always. Most of the things they are trying to run behind are not new or different! That much Money, that car, that house, that promotion, that pat on the back ...

What to write after such a long gap? How to connect from disconnections?

Are you ready for the next level in Life? (image from internet)

I lay on the bed with clothes strewn. Crumpled and pushed in a bundle at the edge of the bed. The pilow over it Inteha- Jagjit's latest album playing on the winamp - which had been captured lately by newly received Spanish and Italian numbers. I was magically transported to my college hostel room. Manish would play his Marasim with the Yellow bulb glowing in his corner of the room and he would be there. Just there. As if... inside the title track.... Haath Choote hai toh rishtey nahin choota karta... It flashed back so vividly. The campus roads The hangouts.... The guys and the girls with whom we played what now seem like games only! The rides on tractor-backs loaded with wheat or sugarcane. Hot summers and " Tandoori Aloo Parathas with Lassi" at Bhola's Dhaba! The the drowsy lectures that entailed where would be busy playing BULL-COW on paper to keep us awake. The sights of fights during the exams and what followed.... My thoughts just flowed into the time that seem...