Last year has been a year of revelation for me…

Largely to discover real faces of my “close” people…

Life gifted me with some real people as well…

I don’t fear in connecting with people… I share my life and thoughts with them…

If people manipulate, one can’t help…

I always believe that people who are failure, people who don’t have vision, they borrow life from others.

Kehte hai na, “players play their games…spectators make noise”

But in this whole process we sometimes lose a good life, a good bonding…

A good friendship…

Love…

Very few people have guts to speak their heart…

And very few people have guts to accept the truth…

I have changed a lot…trying to rectify a lot of wrongs in me..

Before finding mistakes in others I must remove “bad” from me…

Before forming opinion, I must know the truth…

3 days back my brother, may be more than that, Vikesh Sethi called me and we both had a heart to heart conversation…

Dil Se.:)

It’s very-very rare when people are really concern for you…for you as a person…for you as a professional…for you as a hope, who can bring a turning point in society…

I agreed for almost all whatever Vikesh ji said asked me to repair, in me…

I did it instantly…

Kaun aaj ke zamaane mein kisi ko achcha suggestion deta hai.

Jo deta hai, wo Vikesh Sethi hota haiJ

Somebody who believes in you and in goodness…

That’s called a well wisher.. a friend..a family…

Me and my mom were discussing about people in our home town…

So many had gone wrong…so many passed away…so many struggled..

But you know…they needed us..

People, who are facing emotional, professional or personal problem, they need us…

That’s the time when we can be their well wisher and guide them…support them.

They are going wrong, they need heart to heart talk…they need small assurance from us that we are with them.

So many people we can save from doing wrong, going wrong…

First thing we do is, form opinion and discard them…

That’s wrong.. inhuman…

W e must give positivity to each other..a bond..human bond…a bond of emotion..

And we must be open to such heart to heart conversations…

Lets correct each other…

Lets point out what is not right..

Let’s improve together…

Lets be a real well wisher…

Lets grow old together..:)

Let’s be Like Vikesh Sethi…Real..and Original…

Vikesh Sethi- Dil Se:)

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I meet a lot of actors.. a lot of them are “new comers”

Beginners’…:)

Recently an actor said, “sir, I am a new comer..i need guidance..no one to guide”

I asked her few things…

Like..can you read-write Hindi..?

Nope..

Have you seen these filmz..?

Nope

Do you wake up on time and work on yourself?

Nope…

Then you are  No Comer..not new comer.:)

You want everything on platter…

It’s very disappointing that educated young kids are just wasting time and hoping to make it big without any effort…

Biggest problem is easy money…lack of discipline and no self motivation…

When I came to Mumbai I never needed guidance.

I knew what I wanted..and I was extremely focused.

Now focus is gym,..looks..clothes but not the content…

Achchi hand writing se marks nahi milte..content se milte hain…

One more thing, most of the “new comers” don’t value time..

No one bothers to come on time…

Then time also has no time for you:)

If you have not done your home work nothing will happen…

You wish that some should spot you…

Have you spotted yourself?…

Do you know your plus and minus..?

Have you ever tried to work on them?

Nope…

Then don’t call yourself a new comer….

The best new comer I have ever come across is Mr. Amitabh Bachchan…

Hungry..hard working…dedicated..an absolute punctual..

That’s a new comer:)

Make a positive change I your life style..in your vision..be on toes.

Raring to go…

Know your weakness..before you expect big from life..

Improve..

Evolve…

Grow..in right direction…

Have an USP which no one has…:)

Then call yourself a new comer..who is here to create history:)

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Most of us are…

We quit in an early age…

We start very well but leave it in very premature stage..

We retire Young…

If you see the bloopers  of your life you will laugh at it:)

Most of the time it’s “we” who gave up and felt that we never got the “due”

Problem with us is, we are not clear what exactly we want…

Most of us have not discovered who we are…

The purpose…

The passion…

We get stuck in one loop…same thing we see..talk and do..

And before any thought decides to change your destiny, we quit:)

There is a crisis called “mid life crisis”

Where mid way of our lives we get confused what to do next.

I m witnessing this phenomenon in young people quite often.

They are just clueless…

You know why?

Because we are not self motivated.. we don’t know our own inner strength.

Our own creative power..

Our own dreams..

We depend on others…

Why?

Why we can’t follow our own path..

I am the biggest example of that…

I did it..just by sheer conviction..Faith in myself..

Never shifted focus..never went wrong..

It’s important to be consistent what you do..

Bass lage raho…

Keep other options open…

Do ten work…one will work in your favour…

Try it…:)

Why to retire young…when we have all the age and zeal to go places…

Wake up…once again…remember your first dream…have you fulfilled that?

Start all over…there are so many things to do…

Come on…Don’t give up..

Be creative…use will power..

Make history. ..Write history..

Surprise yourselfJ

Fasal Kat-ti hai…phir nai fasal aati hai…:)

Hai na…:)

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Traffic of thoughts and Traffic on roads…Its inherent part of our lives

We constantly talk with someone or with ourselves…

Sim card kabhi bandh nahi hota dimaag ka:)

There is sense of restlessness in all of us.. hai na..

Just want to share few observations of last week…

I was leaving for music studio..far from my place..traffic..uff…it takes one hour or so to reach Malad..

I was driving and getting irritated…. Just then a young Maharashtrian lady gestures me to stop the car so that she can cross the road with her 3 yr old(I guess) daughter..

I stopped…Young girl looked at the headlights of my car and wants to touch it.

Mother pulls her but she feels the light as if trying to take it in her small palm:)

Life for her is so full of curiosity and filled with light of happiness..:)

I felt so nice…

Little ahead a young school girl, must be 12 yrs old was trying to cross the road without even bothered about any car or any other vehicle can hit her.

As my car stops near her , she looks at me and uses f*** word…

Wow…

She stares at me for long and disappears in the traffic…

In the Traffic of life…

I come back from studio and take right turn towards my society gate…

A girl who must be 27 yrs old was standing in the middle of the road waiting for an auto…

I honk..she doesn’t care… I honk again.. she doesn’t even look or move..

I wait there.. other cars start honking from behind…

No one has time… all want to reach somewhere as if life is a race…

Finally that young girl goes two steps back and looks at me with so much anger I can’t explain…

It was just a mere coincident that all these incidents happened with girls of different age…

This traffic of incidents made me think that how we are changing with stress and desires…

How outer world is taking over our lives…

How we have forgotten to respect each other…

How much we are stressed that we have become traffic…

Let’s not make life a traffic jam… instead let’s make it “Terrific”

Calm down…remove thoughts from your mind…remove status…tweets… remove collage of clumsy thoughts..

Relax…

Smile…:) don’t frown…

Now Cross The Age you are living..Gracefully:)

Walk Like Life:)

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I have been observing this..since long..

Within me and around me…

We give so much importance to unimportant…

We talk anything…we definitely talk… we form opinions…we give opinions..

I talk different with different people…sometimes their language..sometimes mine…

Just look at your routine..your surroundings..your own self…

Realize…how much waste all over…

From time to thoughts…

And that’s why we are not growing..

Crowded with status and opinions..

None of them are yours…

They are just words..

Life is become so clumsy … mind is full of thought yet emprty…

We give so much importance to unimportant…

I must change…I must restrict myself from forming opinions to giving “Gyaan”

I am a learner…i must remain quiet and just learn…

We talk anything…anytime…with anyone…

Don’t waste yourself…

Realize your worth and think in right direction..

Speak only when it’s required…

Let’s create a good silence around to hear the inner voiceJ

A voice..which is your own vibration…

Ommmmmm…..Within you…

If we waste ourselves…life will be a dust bin..

Full of thoughts but nothing meaningful…

It’s time to take breaks from social networking sites and become more close humanly…

Moments can’t be our ”sms” or status…

Forwards are forwards…

They make no change in your or my life…

Let’s start to learn to say “NO”

Let’s become quiet and importantJ

Let’s share meaningful life…and vibratios…

Let’s start from today…

Let’s not comment…

Let’s just read..:)

Listen to the heart beats:)

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These were the four words every “buzurg” said there…

Nek Neet…Pyar Preet..:)

Good deed…good intention…

Love and affection…:)

This was the most beautiful journey into the heartland of villages and villagers…

I am looking for locations and emotions… in my own country…

Proud Villager:)

Traveling a lot…discovering people and their way of living…

Adding new dimensions to my vision…through their vision…

Yes…They are visionaries…Villagers at heart..King of Knowledge..

Everyone knows each season of life so well…

Taau:)

Nature of tree-leaves to nature of human beings…

Amazing….

I never thought that old looking lean fragile person would have so much of “modern” knowledge…

They surprised me…with their wisdom and affection…

Every motherly woman would give you so much “aashish”..Blessings…it brought tears in my eyes..

I don’t remember last time when did anyone hold my head for so long and blessed me with so many good words…

Life is so beautiful there…:)

Only because people are simple and good at heart…

Old people would sit  at Chaupal..read newspapers…talk life…share problems…Resolve problems..

Women work at home…look after their men…and their kids…

Everyone greets each other with “raam-raam”

Everyone is part of each other…

Unlike we city people, where we call it courtesy to visit someone ONLY after taking an appointment:)

There is so much respect for each other in these villages I can’t tell you…

If elder brother asks younger one to clean the car…then consider it’s done…

No one disrespects elders…

I was meeting a lot of people…and they just treated me like them..not like someone from films or so called “celebrity”

I was humbled with their way of living and loving…

One fine morning I sat with some of the local people in their terrace and discussed politics..future of our nation…

They surprised me with their vision and clarity over issues…

I will write about it in my next blog which deals with land acquisition and politics behind…which is ruining agricultural land completely in Haryana and Delhi border…

Coming back to the title of this blog…

Nek Neet…Pyar Preet…

That’s what they al believe in…Love and affection with all..

And I witnessed that so clearly…

Amazing life…simple and sweet…no stress of any sort..no expectations from each other…

White is white there and black is black..

My eyes were filled with joyful tears when I saw 2 years kid running to hug their grandparents…

WHAT A FEELING…

So much love..it was dripping all over…:)

When you leave their houses they would give you “money” as shagun…:)

So much goodness.. My god….so much…

We must live life like them…away from social networking sites…

Living a simple meaningful village life…

Quaint…

Where sun rises and spreads its golden light..all over…

No high rise buildings…

No high rise ambitions…

Where love is as pure as their desi ghee:)

Where women blush…:)

Where elders are “buzurg”…

Where there is only one purpose of life…

Nek Neet Pyar Preet…:)

Khush-haal Galiyan:)

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I always wonder why do we need GURU’s in our lives.

Someone to guide…

Someone to depend on…

When I came to Mumbai I was Raw but completely focused…

That even today I am..:)

Focused and determined…

I meet a lot of people..

People who want to be something…

Who want to be part of the Creative World…

But they seem clueless…

Why?

All of us are educated but the moment we talk work or ask work we become so unaware…

Or we pretend…

I always wonder when people ask me, “please guide me through..”

I want to ask basic question….to all…

Are we what we wanted to?

Or We are just something or someone “by chance”

Tukke mein… By Fluke…

That’s the biggest problem, to discover yourself…to discover the right reason to live…

Reason for our being…

God is a very nice personJ He has always given us the best…

From lines in palm to roads to success…:)

Just recognise it…realize it…

Guru is in heart…within us.. our instinct…our will to be something..to do something…

Don’t be a fluke…

Be original… be real…be “YOU”

Wake up… not only fro long dreams but also to a real world…

World which is full of opportunities..

Covert them…:)

Be indispensible…do something which only “you” can do…

Not by fluke but because it’s in “you”

Bring back that “quality” in you…

Your specialization… your natural instinct:)

Live to become Immortal:) you can…we can….:)

Frame Your Goal:)

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I love reading…

Especially news papers… Small articles…Quotes…

Editorials…

Journey of personalities..

And Page-3…

Apna Hindi Cinema AKA Bollywood…

Apne Celebrities…

And I realized that people have no content to talk…

No real content to write…

Political Analysis to Cinema to Art to any form or walk of life…

We have nothing meaningful to talk about…

Is it reflecting our society?

Is it reflecting our shallow, hollow or “low” style of life?

This and That…

All articles are filled with “this & that”

Social networking sites have made us over reactive and suddenly we have gained platform to “speak”

Forwarded messages are our way of life…

Not a single good interaction or a conversation I read in today’s news papers…

Or Anywhere…

Look at the tweets…Face book…

Read status….

BBM’s

Hai kya?…kuch bhi nahi..

If you see interviews done by abroad channels..see the way actors talk..

See the way they dress up…

I don’t remember if ever any big star has criticized any other big star they way we do here…

I love Amit ji for taking his father’s legacy ahead…Keeping his work alive…Making people realize what literature means…What quality means…

And that’s not “this & that”

It’s so sad to read “no content” articles of our “celebrities”

They are just media created and going nowhere…

They can…they definitely can make a difference in our society…

A positive growth…

Of Culture…Values…Vocabulary…Emotions…Quality and Better Life..

A life beyond “this & that” language or attitude…

Think….

Don’t be a crowd…

Read and write better…

From Media to all…we all are responsible for this decline…

Let’s not become “this & that” celebrity…

Let’s mean something instead of demeaning each-other…

Hai Na….:)

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Angel:)

To my angel friend Preyankaa who not only stood by me in thick and thin but also there always as family…

Its very rare you make a bond with someone who becomes part of your life and supports your vision unconditionally..

God has always made some special people, and Preyankaa is one..:)

She not only respects her parents but prays her “guru” from Nagpur..

That’s an amazing quality in her..

I wish god makes more people like her…

Wish you a very happy and prosperous birthday dear..

i know you will make your parents proud so as your “guru”

and i will alawsys cherish this journey with you:)

as you always say that we are born from same mother..like twins:)

god bless you….:)

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My mother got admitted in ICU and I had to rush to Jabalpur…My home town.

Whichever possible mean to travel…

Got a train same afternoon..

Rushed to the station…

Was getting confused which platform I have to go…

So many people…

Finally rushed to the platform number 4…

As I was almost running…I saw one really old lady..at the slope…heavy luggage on her head..

One bag in her left hand…

I could see her veins..

She was very-very old..her head was shaking..

I stopped…

She was deciding to walk down the slope and was adjusting her feet..

She could fall also..

I waited…

Slowly she started walking down the slope.

I rushed to the platform and obviously I reached fast..

I was thinking I should have helped her..

I was thinking..where are her son or family..

I was thinking…my mom is in hospital..

I was thinking..train kab aayegi…

Just then I saw same old lady, Amma walking slowly towards the platform..

She removed heavy luggage from her head…

Her head was shaking..

Age…

Old age…

I got up to offer her seat..

She did not even look at me…took a breath..and started walking again..

I was amazed wither determination and self esteem…

It brought tears in my eyes but also learnt something very big that day…

Chaahe zindagi ka bojh kitna bhi bhaari hai..safar jitna bhi lamba…pahunch kar hi rahunga…

Whenever I will feel troubled or stuck..this old lady will come as inspiration and will push me forward..

I wish I had taken a picture of hers…

But she has stayed in my heart as symbol of effort and courage forever…

I wish and pray that she lives long…

Long live those people who have courage to fight against al odds..

Long live all those people who are symbol of self-respect..

People who are determined… to Achieve….

They are the real winners…..

Mehnat...

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