If I could fly...

An umbrella used to be a prop of super craze in the sweet childhood. No less even now, for me. The difference being, that then it used to be the one that could save from the raindrops, and now, I love the umbrella that puts more raindrops on me. 

Yes, I love the sky. For me, the best outing plan is to come under the azure sky and enjoy its endless shelter. I keep watching the sky for hours and keep wondering, how well it has been planned! 

Isn't the snow of the clouds scattered here and there truly a bliss to be found. And that gives me such a special reason to feel jealous of the birds. So lucky they are! Just see, how artistically they keep themselves in touch with all the bliss of the sky! 

 I wish I had wings... I just wish I could fly. 

Timsy.

I love being with the life.

Is it all about breathing in, and breathing out? 

Just this much?

For me, life is the music in the air.

I love to listen to that song of life. 
I love the music and beats in the air. 

I just love it.

Is it all about loving the home?

Just inside the walls?

For me, life dwells in the garden.

I love to touch the flower-petals. 
I love to see the butterflies dancing.

Oh! I love it.

Is it all about the words of wisdom?

Just with glory?

For me, life is in singing the praises. 

I love the lyrics of joy. 
I love my raw voice trying that.

Yeah! I love it.

By far...

So the world is not a safe place certainly. I don't need to explain the reasons here. We all know. Right?

Here I wish to add what I have gone through by far in life. I want to open out my most-precious experiences, earned with the investment of my time, hopes, and more aptly, my life. 

May be I'm not getting to the point while composing my words here, but that's for sure my personal belief. I want to emboss my words here, so that they don't get lost from my vision at any day of my life.

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When I saw a great person in front, I hesitated. Reason, because a show-off of greatness has always proved to be a disaster. Greatness is a virtue, that gets reflected through the deeds, and not words.

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When I felt like not talking to somebody at first, I could have not been able to express that, or figure that out; but eventually it came out to be a true intuition. The person is not going to be a good friend of mine, in the long run. I need to stay distant from that person; no investment of hopes is suggestible at those certain times.

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When I helped someone in need, I got a thanks with a promise unfulfilled most of the times. Only a promise doesn't prove that we would be helped. So, dare not to trust the honey of words; and be prepared for unmasking the true faces of people, when you are in need.

27/09/2011

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First impression has always informed me about the person in the truest way. I might have not believed me though; but later on, my experiences with that person have always supported the image reflected in the very first encounter.

28/09/2011

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Trust is the most valuable investment. And broadly, nobody is worth it. Distrust comes with the word 'Trust' itself. Whenever we trust someone, we need to get ready to be distrusted at any point of time. Yes. And Blind Faith in this world is absolutely suicidal.

29/10/2011

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Shall try to add more in the coming times...

Timsy.

Why I love myself..

Well, I was left all alone. I wanted to cry. Actually, I nearly cried. 

I needed a hand to wipe them off, only my own was available. I wished for a wish for me by any well-wisher. But why someone else would, when my own didn't work. I but went to find a way for them from some other side. I left without collecting. As I found none. 

Walking alone felt annoying, tiring, and boring. But options could not locate me perhaps. 

Am I upset?

Nah, actually

thanking myself.

For when everybody left me

to fight alone, 

to struggle in the dark,

to strive for a 

single ray of hope,

I was my friend.

I certainly was with me,

to hold myself up,

every time I wanted to give up.

I lifted myself,

when I collapsed down.

I might shed a tear

but am not scared now.

As I found a friend,

who makes me smile.

And that's the reason,

Why I love me 

more than anybody else.

Yes, I'm in love

with me, me, and me.

Oh! Eternal, This is love.

Yes, I'm back ...

I love to walk.

What could put me to 

get at rest there?

I love sunshine.

Why did then
I choose the dark?

I love to talk.

Then what was I doing,

sitting there silently..?

I love to smile.

but I was, Ah!

gazing at nothing there...

I love to thank.

Yes, Thank you God,

For I rose smiling.

I certainly wasn't happy.

But I'm back, smiling,  

Isn't that my style?

On the way, sprinkling

all the smiles,
Glad I'm back!

Silly lives..

Why do we think so much on certain things? We keep churning the thoughts, memories at times; simply because we want to explore the reasons or the factors that operated those happenings. Or may be because we just want to find out, what went wrong. Do really we make it right or wrong? Well, that’s something I disagree upon. 

Isn’t it a good time or a bad time, that creates a great deal of difference? That’s how I think. No, I don’t give a second place to the theory of ‘Karma’, but my life guides me, that the fruit would not have to be regulated by Karma alone. Time-factor has an indispensable role here.  For those, who incidentally or accidentally get to have a good portion of the time more than the other one, shall have a loud voice to reject my opinion. But the day their respective lives start treating them otherwise, they don’t stand way far off the screamers’ group. 

A good time doesn’t seek a reason for providing heights. Even a blow of wind knows, how to carry the fragrance of lovely flowers to their lucky windows. Just try to figure out from your very vicinity some day, how hard it gets to earn the daily bread, when the good time ceases to support! Yes, that's the tale of every life. I think, we all at one point or the other,  get into the trap of problems. And the complexities uprise when our well-wishers turn their faces off.  Vice-versa, when we do that for our people in problem; and in this way, nobody gets the precious help. So, why don’t we be kind to the world? 

We need to understand, that’s being kind to ‘ourselves’ only. There is more work on technology these days. Certainly that is to observe a better and easy life. Don't we all want to include more ease in our lives? That’s exactly the reason behind working on technological advances and more research on the same. 

Only if we think of being a better person, we get the right to have a better society. May we grow up to learn the way to create ease in our lives.

CELEBRATIONS OF 15/08 ???

August, 15, The reason for any Indian to remind the glorious day, when eventually the spade of sweat and blood of the brave patriots could uproot the blonde-weeds from our motherland. We got the hardest-earned Independence, and the free India was ready to give all of us a reason to feel grateful to the Martyrs.

Indeed it is the day which needs more celebrations than the birthday of an individual, or winning a cricket-series. There are cakes and champagne associated with each victory for the nation. But what is there to celebrate the day of freedom? Should it be as worthless as wishing our friend-circle a Happy Independence Day? Does that really make it? Isn't it the hell of a celebration? Should we pour champagne on the roads to show our patriotism, or watch bollywood songs on the television associated with National glory?

No way.
                                             

Let's think over it. It is a responsibility actually. 

65 years past the day of dawn, India can't till date be regarded as having freedom in the real sense. How come, when 70% of the population is still striving hard for the daily bread! A nation where the only fraternity that works with honesty is the corrupt fraternity, can't claim to be a self-sufficient one. 

Why don't we think about being honest to our country? 'Being Human' may be in fashion simply because a bollywood-figure promotes that, but 'Being Patriot' could never be trending for us, just because that sounds way non-glamorous. 

We need to find out additional sources of income because we want to add all the amenities for our family, we want to have a luxurious life. But why do we forget that the nation is also 'our' responsibility?

Poor are meant to be poor here, corrupt are not going to give up their life-styles; Then do we expect a savior from the Heavens for making it a better place? Come on Indians, Miracles are not that happening. 

I don't think it sounds intelligent at all to wish your friends a 'Happy Independence Day', until you mean it! It is neither a fashion, nor a compulsion. Living in National pride is something that is the need of the hour, but the burning question is that, do we really have a reason to feel proud of, as an Indian?

A country with the richest and the most glorious past today looks for a handful of volunteers, who are not supposed to give up their lives for the nation, but live up their lives for the nation. We are so good at complaining, but what about our personal performance?

May we understand it this time, that it is not a function meant for Parade's and all, but to rethink, that where we are to.....
Jai Bharat.
- Timsy Mehta.

How,,, if so... !!

               Crazy people . . . chasing coins . . .

             Does money really get you a good-luck ?

          """Disagree""" .

       Go for a round of the world, and see .

The four walls of a house may be a work of art . . . but when it comes to the life inside them, that can be a mess . YES !!!
And no wonder , if you find smiling faces inside a small, insignificant house .

Actually , Insignificance has it's own charm .

But this incomprehensible world , , ,  how dare I explain it so simply !

Yeah , we never know .

The point is , that nothing gives you a guarantee when it is pertaining to Life .

If you somehow manage to be your own best-friend , and promise yourself , that you won't ever leave your best-friend alone  , I believe , a better sketch of your life could be traced out .

How about giving it a try !

Let's be our friends .
May this give you a reason to celebrate your whole life as a prolonged "Friendship Day" ,  for you could deceive anybody in the world, but not 'You'.
Explore .
That's what life is all about .  :o)




: Timsy .

Love you, India..!!

  Good food is something that could water any mouth. And talking of the Indian food, where spices stand on their full amplitude, it simply gets hard for anybody to go on a diet or check calories. Now may it be the rich Mughalai cuisine or the Hyderabadi Biryani or the very famous 'Makki di roti te Sarson da saag' from Punjab..., we can never escape from its eternal influence. Gujarati Dhokla-Khaakhra-Thepla-Bhajjiya-Gaanthiya... are only a few names out of the sea of the delicious world, which could give anyone a reason to visit the place. And how could someone forget the never-ending influence of the confectionery corner..! It even gets difficult to write just the names of the yummy sweets; now that is their effect! 'Jalebi', just remembering the name is enough to be invited to the sweet-shop  May that be Kaju-katli or the Bengali Roshogulla, or the Motichoor ke laddu, the invitation lies in the name itself every time. 

                                  Names are endless, and for how long could I go on adding them here..! All I can say is that the virtue of the great India doesn't take a break even when it comes to the specialty of the kitchen. It gives me a reason to say, that..  

Now that's India.

                                  Love you, India...!!

                                  I have every reason to love you. 

                                  Enjoying the good food in an air-conditioned restaurant is an all-time favorite refreshment idea of a commoner in India. See it's impact, you just enter another world of delight, where you get to rediscover you. Yes.. an experience worth being added in the diary.

                                  It is said that the quality of the food is determined to a great extent by the hands indulged in the making of the same. Many a times, when I am reading some content on the delicious food-stuff, I can't simply refrain myself from the thoughts of a particular kind, like, the world is full of all entirely different kinds of delicious food-items. But it's still sweatening for the hands indulged in the making of the same, to earn a "Plain Bread" to make a living.

Now that's India.

                                  Love you, India..!!

                                  I have every reason to love you. 

:-  Timsy Mehta.

July 18 , 2011

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dated : July 19 , 2011

                                 By now, whoever read the post, and discussed on it with me, either here, or personally , was apparently misinterpreting the thought I put into it  So, trying here to express in simpler words, what I wanted to arrive at.

                                 " but it's still sweatening for the hands indulged in the making of the same , to earn a 'Plain Bread' to make a living.", with these words, I just wanted to say, that despite doing such a lot of hard work, the poor people who making relishing food for the rich, can't get even a simple good food, forget of the nutrients, and refreshment. Sarcastically, I tried to say that my country is 'that much' kind to the poor.

                                 It was a note drenched in pain for the deprived , and not with the motive of rejuvenating the taste buds of my dear friends. Some of you even confused it with the 'unhygienic'  ways of preparing the food. That could be a good topic to be discussed upon some other time, but am not trying to pinpoint on that issue right now here.

                                 I think, with these words, my worthy readers would get to interpret it in the way desired.

Bliss.

about me...

Sounds pretty awkward at times to write 'About me'.. If I'm supposed to introduce myself to the world, should I say, I happen to be a human-being, like you all.. or should I think on the big deal of difference in your existence and mine.. ?? Well, Hard, Hard, Hard is it. I wonder, how could I be different from anybody else ? We all are the men of thoughts, words, and actions. There may be some differences in the performance level owing to the different styles we are brought up in, but basically we all have an urge to live good. Hobbies may be added to it, but should hobbies be considered in 'about me..' or about my life ? Hobbies don't explain you, they are something you are into, but not 'You'. Well, Complicated. Isn't it ? May be someday it gets simplified, till then, me, and my weird world.

Looking forward to a happy journey with my words,

Timsy.