Vision Translated

In the search, till eternity Keep looking for something makes us feel we are live. A search, always for something. Each day, each moment the search in on for something and the other, knowingly or unknowingly. If the 'search' makes you realize, you are alive. Search for a toy, maybe broken, is the first search in early childhood after the lap of mother. It moves to searching for books or a pen, lost in school, when grown and start going to school. Search goes on for the favorite and lucky pair of jeans or a Tee, perhaps the next search. Search for few moments of togetherness in adolescent, to give a letter filled with love or a rose or the first kiss is something unforgettable. Search for a job, money, growth and more growth comes thereafter.. and the search goes on. To makes you feel, you are alive. From the search of love or an emptiness in-spite of being with all around us, we search for something more. We search what we don't have and mostly ...

A clorrful life Not a good practice, but I overheard the elderly lady, Mrs. Bakshi was talking to her friend Mrs. Srivastava over phone sitting beside me. As a neighbor she knew me, so she didn't bother talking to her mind sitting beside me. I was in the doctors clinic too, waiting for my turn on a Sunday afternoon. Later I saw Mr. Bakshi, with his white hair coming out from the chamber of the doctor. So, I understood that Mrs. Bakshi was perhaps accompanying her 75 year old husband. Someday he must have been a smart man and she too! While sitting beside me, I heard her saying over phone to her friend, "writing a new story, 'The Need Of The Hour', part 2", It's difficult though to write these days and my grandchildren keep asking me each hour "what do you do the whole day". 'RUPA' only is publishing it. I am happy, but I will not be in India on 8th Sep, 2012, when they publish it, as my husband wants to go back to our own small...