Uncertainy Guaranteed.....

Another day begins with another set of new challenges. Running an institute is definitely a task. The question arises: Why can't people ever be on time? Don't they wear a watch or all the watches have take a break from showing time? It feels as though time is on a strike! There is something called as courtesy of calling back and informing if anybody is coming or is going to get late. It's so irritating to wait and do nothing because of the uncertainty of people.

Uncertainty reminds me of something. People out here in Kolhapur are seriously uncertain. They visit whenever they want and whenever they feel like. Life in the village is so different. Unbelieveably, 50-60 cups of tea is prepared every single day in our house. At times I seriously feel that people here don't wear a watch or possess a wall clock in their respective homes.

Since ours is a new home, there are people who visit just to see how the house is built and to see the interiors. The best part, there are times when we don't even know who the person is. Our neighbours are again great! Whosoever comes to their place, they have to bring them to our house to show the interiors. Is this some tourist place?? I always tell my parents to put up a ticketing booth outside the gate. Rs.100/- per head for the "Tour of Ira".

There is no such thing as privacy. There are times when one wants to spend time with themselves. Indulging into your own self. But it's seldom possible here. Why God? Why? I don't deny the fact that I love this place. It's cool, it's calm, it's pure and serene but what's the use if you don't get to enjoy it the way you want to?
Well, Let's see who and how many walk in next.....

Being At Two Places At Once....

It was a lazy Sunday afternoon and all I could do was sit with this interesting book that revealed a few fun facts. Sometimes it's interesting to go through life's most weird things that we have around us but still don't realize and when we do all you can do is sit with your jaw dropped, smile or even laugh. These are some expressions I had while reading the facts. Did you know that every time you sneeze some of your brain cells die? Now that gets your mind alert. Doesn't it? Well, at least for me it does. I then realized what will happen to the person who is allergic to every second thing present on this planet? Weird.

While going through the facts I also realized that there are so many small things that we tend to ignore or avoid, intentionally or unintentionally. Life is a serious joke! I dont know how many people would agree to it but I strongly do. There are certain instances in life that are actually serious but tend to be funny at the same time. For instance, "Colgate faced big obstacle marketing toothpaste in Spanish speaking countries. Colgate translates into the command “go hang yourself." Now this is on a serious note but still sounds as a joke. The brand is still popular.

I must have been so engrossed in these facts that I didn't realize the time. I spent a good 3 hours reading nothing but facts. That's a nice way to kill time when one has nothing to do on a lazy sunday. Well, i didn't mind carrying on with reading these facts as they were way interesting than any other thing at that point. Finally, I heard someone call my name and that was my mother trying to make me realize the time and that i had skipped my breakfast and my lunch all because of this book of facts that I was busy reading. Tea was served.

I have this usual habit of discussing everything, correction, almost everything with my mother. Things like what I read or what did I do when I went out and so on and so forth. I mentioned about a few facts and then her "scientific" brain was in action. Least interested was I. As she continued telling me more and more facts in her scientific manner i got a call on my phone. To my surprise it was my school friend Ruchita. She had just called up to enquire about how my health was as I had not been keeping well. Ruchita in a very worried voice asked, "Poorva, How are you girl?" and I replied back in a troubled voice, "Hey Ruchi, not been keeping too well. Wondering when will I be ok. Getting irritated sitting at home."

Ruchita all of a sudden started yelling back at me. That took me by surprise and i asked her,"Ruchi! why are you yelling at me? what have I done?" Ruchita just couldn't stop shouting at me. She said, " Poorva, you can act very well, just because you wanted to go out with other friends you told me that you are not keeping well. Now that's rude!" Surprised by her reaction, I tried clearing out the issue by telling her that I am at home and have not been well and hence can't be out with any other friends. Ruchita didn't agree and her next question was,"So, how's the coffee?" By this time I was irritated and I asked her," Is everything OK with your mind or has it gone out for a walk?" Ruchita then mentioned about me lying about not being well and she seeing me at Barista with a bunch of friends.

It was simply not possible as I couldn't have been there in the first place as I was at my home in my native, Kolhapur and Ruchita was in Mumbai. Ruchita kept on telling me that she can see me very clearly with all the minute details of her observation. Ruchita was furious by now. This gave me a feeling of being in two places at once. I am in Kolhapur but my dear friend is seeing me in Mumbai. I had my filmy brain working. Maybe a duplicate or maybe a cone. I know, now this is getting too much. I asked Ruchita to do a simple thing, " Ruchita, do me favour, now that you have seen me here, why dont you come and join me. I am sorry I cancelled my plans with you but to compensate first have a coffee with me here and then i will take you out to whichever place you want to go. That's a promise!"

Ruchita disconnected the call and proceeded towards the table. "Hi...!" A loud tone shook the table. Everybody looked at her as though she  is some insane chic who is out of control and is trying to tease people. When the girl she thought was me turned towards her she got the shock of her life. It was somebody else. Ruchita felt bad for the way she yelled at me and called me back with regret," Poo... i'm sorry for shouting. That girl looked exactly like you and I got furious that our plans were cancelled." I had the time of my life laughing! This is something unexpected, rare and simply an awesome experience. I had just one thing to tell her at that point of time, " Ruchi, I can't be in two places at the same time. Poorva is the only one."

We started laughing and giggling over what happened and today when we look back at that particular moment, laughter, giggles, smiles all come at once.

Travelling Through Time....

Why Me...?? Is always the question I ask... and there are some people who ask themselves when i am with them. Jokes apart, but seriously, Why me? This is one question that I don't have an answer to. I realsize so many things in my everyday life that at times I'm forced to ask this question.

Realization is a heavy responsibility. Been through it a couple of times now. Realized how difficult life can get at times. One of those difficult moments was leaving the city of dreams, my birth place, Mumbai. It was like leaving my world behind. Life changes by every minute and it was time I realized it. The numerous heartbreaks i went through, the numerous amounts I shed my tears, those lonely hours on the beach watching friends laughing, giggling and having fun. Always wished I had these moments.

When I look back at all those funny moments that i shared with my friends, it brings a smile on my face but doesn't last for a long time. The smile is replaced with moist eyes. My eyes then wonder, where did all disappear? Memories as they say, are the only things that stay with you. Happy or Sad, Good or Bad... Everything goes hand in hand. One has to accept these changes from time to time. The saying "Rolling Stone Gathers No Moss" is apt. Life moves on and simply doesn't stop.

I've shed enough tears, bore enough pain. It's time I bring back the smiles and laughter in my life. Thankfully there are some friends who help me with this. But, i seriously wish to ask God one day... All that I went through... Why Me...?