Sushant Chaudhary’s World

I received an email today that asked, which are the most beautiful words you would like to list. I made an attempt. Each word has a great meaning and has a greater impact on me. I have made to specify importance of each one in my life.

So where to start with the most important word in my life:

1. Mother:

A word more than a word, with which all things starts for all of us. Mother the sole to get you to world we live in. Many people say the first word that comes from mouth is (Maa) Mother. Well that word indeed the top most spot in the beautiful words in Life.

2. Passion:

A powerful emotion, such as love, joy, hatred, or anger. If had to say it would be Boundless enthusiasm, never ending desire. The sufferings of Jesus in the period following the Last Supper and including the Crucifixion, is also a passion in itself. It gives many things that lead our life to totality.

3. Smile:

Smile Smile well it just reminded ma a very old song where Jagdeep was involved. The only lines that suits of the song is
"Lakh dukh ki yehi dawa hai
Kyun na aazmaye,
kahe ghabhrai kahe ghabhrai.
kyun na muskuraye, kyun na muskuraye."
And indeed it is a magic therapy, to know its effects, ask utterly tired and frustrated person after returning from work. He sees a smile face for kid, and bang there goes out everything.

4. Love:

A deep, tender, ineffable feeling of affection. Yes, that what we know as love. For the most of us love, is to like a person for a specific reason or no reason. You will always find it people saying,” I love Him because…” and on…

When asked about it I just reminds me of a forward of an email, where the meaning of love is described. The e-mail that is shown as a female keeps on arguing, saying what is being in love, and comparison id for all the materialistic and artificial beauty that she possessed. And she keeps on asking some questions:  Do you love me for my deep blue eyes? The email is long enough as female’s doubts list. Where answer is for each is given as “No” by her better half. Then right in End it is shown that females has meet with a near to fate accident, and is in critical condition. The photo just made us aware that she has lost her all the things which she thought were the reason for her partner to love her. At the very movement, the partner says, even after you lost all the things you said were the reason for our love, I am next to you holding your hand. This is Love.

And remaining words are shaping up… in coming posts

Thoughts Bliss, Blossom, Blue, Cherish, Cozy, Cute, Destiny, Enthusiasm, Eternity, Extravaganza, Fantastic, Freedom, friendship, Gorgeous, Grace, Hilarious, Hope, if, Liberty, Love, Lullaby, Moment, Mother, Passion, Peace, Rainbow, Renaissance, Sentiment, Serendipity, Smile, Sunshine, Sweetheart, Tranquility, Twinkle, Wate

Last weekend, I had to face someone I never knew ever exists. One I thought could never be in me. But just at right time, it revealed itself onto me. For years I thought I thought its dead, I am in best of me. And very next moment it popped up. Boiling my Blood to a level I have never experienced before.

Well yes I do get “ANGER”, now that I know. Actually I knew it from very early days that I have anger within me, but the level was not yet discovered. I hope, what I experienced over weekend, was its peak. I had the policy, of not getting into an argument, or things are not working the way you want it when you are angry. For the best of things and time, I used to keep quite and let myself cool down. The time lag had been few minutes till now. This was the first time it went over hours.

I had always treated anger as the worst of the qualities you can posses in your life. But then its only time you discover that it’s the only thing that might be required for most of the things to happen like:

1. To show that you care, you need to shout with Anguish.  
2. To show that you need it, you need to show that you Zeal.
3. To show that you disagree, you need to put your Foot Down.
4. To show that things are not right, you need to Fight Back.
5. To make sure that you are not taken for granted, when you are asked you need to Rebel.

Well I have always been a calm and compassionate person. Actually I demonstrate myself to be one. But last Sunday, I literally walked over a conversation which I didn’t agree and shut myself from any kind of communication/conversation for 24 hours. I got my scores leveled for sure.

 But then some part of within me which still says that, “I don’t want to Face-Off myself, with the same.”

Am I the only one to discover it by my own or are others also discovering it. Let me know what you think.

Are you afraid of this Face-off yourself! 

Experience, Thoughts, general

“Are you happy with results?”, This was a question that came from my friend as it was decided that the Maharashtra State Assembly will be governed by the Congress Party and allies again for next five years, claiming the hatrick.

The stern look on my face, gave answer to my friend. With the last decade of governance, there had hardly been any improvement in terms of infrastructure in the state as compared to those of others. The claims laid were high, but always well planned strategy wins. Same happened this time as well. I am of a believe congess had a better strategy for this elections than any other party. Including strategic decision of having voting a day before Diwali.

We Mumbaikar’s are some of the highest tax payers in entire nation, but all we get is nothing in return, but few entertainers like a bi-annual terrorist attack, annual floods and worst infrastructure, Ahh!, I almost forgot the power cuts too.

There is huge list of the things that government should have done in the last decade, and results should have shown, but it seems there has been no positive development in the state. And people have voted again for the same thing for next 5 years. In last 10 years the life in State has been hell, and coming 5 years are going to add perfection to this Word HELL!

I think if we don’t see some positive results this year, we should stop paying taxes. As we pay taxes for service which are not existing.  We are tolerant, at cost of our own living.  I think we can/deserve get a better life for all that we do, we pay and we earn.

You let me know what you feel about your respective state – assembly results.

Thoughts

I have finished reading Sidney Sheldon’s “Tell me Your Dreams” novel. Novel was published in the year 1998. I am a late starter, on this it has been more than 10 years. I was recommended this novel by my colleague, when she found me reading Sidney Sheldon’s another work, “The Other Side of Midnight”. With the first book itself I had interest in reading all the novels of him. And I started reading them one by one. This is third book of his which I finished.

I started reading this some where in the middle of a week. Week was full of activities and lots of commitments. First day I started reading it on my way home, and sooner I found myself continuing it till midnight before I actually dozed off while reading the book. With each passing chapter in the book, I was fully into it. I was not willing to do anything but just read the book, and find out what happens to Ashley Patterson’s life. Sidney’s writing had the immense power to keep me involved till very last page of the book.

All the above is just a praise of book, let me come back to the point, ever since he has started reading this book, he has started paying attention to me. He calmly listens to every word that I say. Every act I want to do, and cause behind it. He says, “I listen to my heart”. ”Bakwasss”, he just listens to me. Haven’t you all noticed a change in him?

The book gives a light on MPD (Multiple Personality Disorder). MPD is still, a controversial topic among the world’s psychiatrists. Staying in the mega-polis, I have seen people acting weird at times. And as always I pass by with the comment, “he has lost his senses”. After reading this book, it made me feel the pain that one goes through. It gave me feeling of a Caccon (shell) that one develops to protect himself.

Now he got to the point, you see there is pain in each ones life so is in his life. You see the smile on his face, it carries a mask. A mask of which he himself is afraid to take off and face it. Last night I remember he was dreaming of having made the greatest decision of life. When I asked him “Tell Me Your Dream”, he just said, it’s not going to happen. If I let you know it will never happen. It has been so till date. I remember him. He has never finished any good thing he has thought off and told me.

Sidney’s unique way of writing the dark side of oneself has really inspired me to write this post. I think book has made a mark. This is one of those that I will remember for really long time.

See he still didn’t say it, he will remember this book for long time only because, it help him know me (sunny) better. Now that he knows all those inner voices, his gut feelings, his heart felt decisions are mine, he has stopped thinking. He has not even asked me to write this post and introduce me to you all. It’s nice to meet you all. Ah! Before he steals away credit all those beautiful blog posts he has written till date are dreamt by me.

Do write back and let me know, who do you “Tell your dreams”.

Book review, Thoughts, Views dark side, Dreams, Sidney Sheldon, Sunny, Tell me your Dreams

Wink! Wink! ,
And one more Wink!
Wow!
It was so different/difficult feeling to wink at someone. I was not able to recollect when I had actually winked at some one. But yesterday It was quick fire three winks! Still hoping they would have not seen it when I actually winked at them. It all started with an old school friend of mine. She was in a rush, and I wanted to meet her. Atleast see her and talk to her. It had been ages we had talked. She came, walked out of shop with loads full of Shoppe. But when we saw each other and talked, it felt like we were never disconnected.

We were just greeting each other, when a blame game of wait was started by me. I had to, because, I was actually there waiting for over an hour to see both my school friends. With some message, one of my friend Winked! and I was just looking at her. And with same stare conviction there was another Wink. It was fun.

We had a very quick fire questions, over her very short and surprise visit. We were about to leave, and I made some comment while leaving the place, and winked and one of them. I don’t even know if she even noticed. It felt happy and amused. Actually I was shocked. There were questions lingering in my mind

Did I wink?
Did I actually wink?
Did I actually wink like this? (winking)
Did I actually wink at her? (with a tense face)

This was latest I winked. Well then I made an attempt to find when was that I wink last time? And when I winked last at a girl? And days actually went back to school.

In classes for std. X^th, we had a huge number rising to 50 if all are present. It was just a week classes had started. One fine morning as I entered, I was trying to figure out who all have made it to class. As my sight was hovering while I entered, she winked. She was used to sitting at second last bench of the class and make pranks. I was shocked. I sat at my place. Still not sure, if she winked at/for me, or I had an illusion. I turned back and gave her an intriguing look. And she winked back again. This time I didn’t miss a moment. She didn’t put on any eyeliner, but still her eyes adored. She batted her eye lashes! I almost got flattered. Without further delay, I winked back at her. I was happy only to find almost all present at that time caught us in the act.

With no time, it became like a sport, who gives up winking, and ready to take punishment. It used to start from time we entered our class rooms, though the lectures and even till we had each other in sight while going home. Was fun and we enjoyed it as sport. But it only short lived, as classmates thought something cooking and started linking us with each other. Without further delay, we decide not to even look at each other. Sad end tough! But still miss being winked at now!

Wink: A wink is a facial expression made by briefly closing one eye. A wink is an informal mode of communication usually signaling, depending on context, sexual attraction or shared hidden knowledge or intent. It also means to take one into confidence for a mischievous act to fool other. In Western culture, it may be used to communicate sexual intentions, ranging from flirtation to an explicit invitation. In many Asian countries, winking may be seen as an offensive gesture. However, it must be noted that winking in the Indian subcontinent often has similar connotations as in the West–a naughty “come on” by a girl to a boy or vice versa. In other instances, the gesture is used to signal an “inside” joke, a sly gesture shared between two people privately, unbeknownst to those around them, as in a social gathering.

Reasons and excuses behind winking are:

1. Winking, how delightful of a gesture! I guess it is an innocent little gesture of seeking intimacy with someone else.
2. I have something in my eye. (I am physically vulnerable right now.)
3. I want to blink but I need to see what is going on at all times. (I don’t trust you with both eyes closed.)
4. I just told a joke and now you are in on it…a sly wink in the presence of other people. (I trust you with secret information.)
5. I’m just kidding about what I just said. (I want you to know that I am not revealing my true feelings.)
6. I am flirting with you. (I want to get closer to you.)
7. I guess subconsciously when one eye is closed; it is a simultaneous awareness of something outside and inside. And also when one eye is closed, it means a bit of trust is needed from the other person that they will see what you don’t while they aren’t looking around.

It felt better winking yesterday. All though none of the reason above involved.
Next time you see some one wink, Wink back, you never know when you get next chance.

I would really like to share this poems with you (by John Lavan):

Leaving a restaurant he stalls and sings
loudly and strong
to a throng of people waiting, longing

for pizza, pepperoni. A mister
has on a hat
with candles
and ‘It’s my Birthday! ’ lit up.

Now all the crowd sing out ‘Happy Birthday’
and Andrew waves,
conducts a chorus extravagantly.

I bet you never saw so many smiles.
He parades aisles
winking at a mirror, giving himself the eye.

Thoughts flirt, Smile, Wink!