Unicorn don't lose me...

We were raised by a generation that was told to be secure, cautious at each stage of their life ,get a job, get married  settle down, stabilize. But they raised us rather differently. I would say, there was a marked antagonism in the way our parents were raised and the way they raised us.
We were made to believe that we are special, each one of us. Sent on this earth to be the Kalki, the chosen one, the one upon whom no nature's law acts and he ultimately gets what he wants. Hell, if we want a unicorn, we would ultimately find it and befriend it.They taught us to dream and to pursue that dream. I am indebted to that. I mean what could possibly be  the spillover? The spillover was a culmination of the way we were cherishing to be special, to be interesting in our life "trying to meet of unicorn" and the intrinsic weakness of getting weak due to influences we had on our time in due course of "fighting things out of this world".
The college life was the epitome of chasing this "unicorn" of ours. Dreaming "big" and getting it ultimately. Well the college time "big" was "trifle" compared to what life had in store. I mean those were targets like having a girlfriend, getting good marks, being cosy with friends etc.
Then came the real world.The unicorn was  damn "fast" this time, in an unfriendly jungle. Social , economical, emotional each and every influence killing me, wrecking us. The unicorn getting out of our weakening eyesight numb legs running amok.
Now pain is intrinsic unbearable, unshareable though. I know chasing unicorn has made us weak, aged nevertheless. Entering late twenties and still chasing your "unicorn" when people ,you were with, have settled down enjoying life....even posting pics of their newborns!!
So now you realize that the world of yours and people you grew with have stopped being interesting and found something to cling onto and have settled down.
My friends keep chasing and have hope, keep getting whacked and weakened but at least win "some distance" each day. Tell your "unicorn" out loud in the deepest valleys of your heart..."Unicorn don't lose me..."


Dedicated to all those in their "late twenties" out there, still exploring, still trying to be interesting, still trying to evolve...still chasing their "unicorns"

Dumb media to Dumber media

I have copied this text with few modifications, hope its  not copyright infringement! soul purpose is to give people a piece of my mind :

Mr.ME: Thousands of girls get raped and killed across India on daily basis. What about them? They’re not important? Don’t they too deserve to get justice and media activism.
Zee News, Aaj Tak, NDTV, Star News, TimesNow and CNN_IBN, no matter which channel I switch to, there is only Nupur Talwaar, Nupur Talwaar and Nupur Talwaar. You’re giving minute by minute live coverage of her: Nupur wore her own clothes to jail, she borrowed a jail library book, she was given a blanket, a mug, and she dined on brinjal-potatoes, dal and rotis. Hell, even Nathuram Godse, Lee Harvey Oswald and Nalini Sriharan didnot get this much attention!

Newchannel Anchor: How can you be so cruel and insensitive about the Arushi murder case? If she wasn’t murdered she could have become the next female President, Speaker or Prime Minister of India.

Mr.ME: oh yes…right ….now I get it. And since Sachin is becoming a Rajya Sabha MP…. Rivers of milk and honey will flow, Naxalites will stop kidnapping good Collectors, Drunkards will stop beating their wives, Lokpaal bill will be passed…., Black money will be brought from Switzerland, Kashmir issue will be solved, Bhopal Gas victims will get proper compensation and all the MBA colleges of India will stop looting aspirants in fee refunds, by declaring their results simultaneously on same date, right?

Newchannel Anchor:  Haahaahaa really man, please stop talking like Justice Katju!

Mr.ME:  But I haven’t even started on Farmer suicides or Sunny Leone or Indian defense deals  or scams or India T.V. showing love triangle of tiger or Nirmal baba

The moments to cherish

"Two birds are sitting on the golden borough of a peepala tree. One is eating a sweet fruit the other is watching.Both are happy. Which one is happier.."    - Shwetasvatara Upanishad

Reading these lines at the bookstore,  holding hand of someone you love and then seeing her beaming face; I tell you this would leave a lifelong memory. Accompanied by a romantic song being played at the mall that added love in the air.
The weekend was a preview of the promises the future held for us. Holding hands and walking the busy streets unaware of the world, thinking same things and smiling together were the testimony of the fact that we were made for each other. Well the city itself was epitome of love. But suddenly it became even more serene even more beautiful....even more joyous.
A friend of mine once said that when you fall in love, you sway away from friends and could not enjoy small small happiness of life. I tell you its completely opposite. The warmth of love, the wave that gushed past me made me realize that I had became more sensitive to even the smallest trifle things of life. Suddenly I cared for someone so much that I wanted her to cross the roads as less as possible, so that she could be safer.Even if she had been living there for five years! The open window of taxi made her hairlocks tangled as they spread on my face.I felt the joy deep in my heart in the same innocent way as I used to feel in the lap of my mother in my childhood days. I realized love makes you more innocent, happy, life-full!!

I must say the time spent planning and chatting about our past and future gave a sense of relief. A relief that your life was going to be even sweeter and that your family was just about to embrace someone so like them. Believe me, it was so charming that I wondered if at all was for real, or was I just dreaming. But the smile on her face and those eyes always consoled me telling me that yes....yes,this was for real.

I now feel for them who have never experienced love.And interestingly enough they also feel for us. It just reminds me of the lines-
"And those who were seen dancing were thought to be insane, by those who could not hear the music"