Showing the right path:)

After running for some time I sat down on this corner bench in the garden. My elder sister was in town and it felt so nice.

Warmth of family and loved ones…:)

Across the path way one year old child was calling in his mother in his own language.

His mother with her family were sitting next to us, they all keep asking him to climb and come.

The first step for a young child to climb and cross the road:)

He kept showing his anger and they kept laughing.

Even we were enjoying. He was looking at each passerby to help him climb and cross the path way.

All smiled and moved away.

This little kid was the reason of joy for so many.

Everybody was looking at him and talking to him.

Finally her sister lifted him and he ran to his mother and hid in her “God..(lap)”

Such a nice moment..:)

Next day we were going out just then we spotted same age young kid, playing with broken toys which his father has collected from “kachra”

This kachra wala comes to our house every morning and collects left over’s.

And his one year old has taken a broken toy from that dust bin…

He was busy playing right in the middle of the main gate.

My elder sister looked at him and he smiled, we smiled.

Kachre wala did namaste to me…

What a moment…

Two sides of life…

Nanhe Emotions…

These are the reasons of our happiness and we should be the support for their better future…

Hai Na…:)

Nanhe Se Tum..Nanhe Se Hum

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Blessed are the people who live with their families..

Just now when Lily (Aditi) told me that she is playing cards with Nana –Nani..it felt so nice..:)

To have a bonded family..a joint family…teasing each other..fighting..ruthna ..manaana..

When I was in Kiradi at Krishen’s house I felt the same warmth..his father and mother are so warm and generous..

Loved the way ghar ki bahu was making food for all..

Wo thoda sa parda..wo thodi si sharam…

When Shreya my writer friend said I can’t come for a business meeting as my grandpa is not well..and he needs me..

I sent her loads of blessing..

Kaun is twitter ke zamaane mein apane grandparents ke paas baith-ta hai..

Apno ka saath…unki baat..milke dinner karna…din bhar ki baatein..wo shaadi byaah ke kisseJ

Life mein kitna romance hota hai:)

Human touch..the missing human touch is making us angry..agitated..disturbed..

Lets bring our family together..

Today Krishen said, vivek sir..chhota sa get together karte hain..sab milte hain toh kitna achcha lagta hai..

My cook is not home since last two months, Dipika and Kunal asked me to shift to their place for few days…:)

It feels so nice…

Emotions ab bhi zinda hain…:)

I hate diplomatic relations..

I hate fake relations…

I love meeting people…

Bonding with them…sharing with them

Kuch sun-na…kuch seekhna..

Tell me when did hug someone really tight:)?:)

Like really warm hug…

Chalo..aaj se silsila shuru karte hain..

Let’s spread Human Touch…:)

Kisi ka haath pakad ke baith-te hain..

Kisi ko road cross karate hain..

Kisi ruthe ko manaate hain…:)

Kisi apne ko satiate hain..:)

Chalo..

A tight Hug to you as all…:)

Love:)

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This is the biggest problem of these days…

Tagged Emotions…

Tagged Photo…

Forwarded Quotes…

Nothing real..Nothing we mean…

We are not even born to know the real emotions…Human emotions…

Hai Na…

Such a meaningless…emotionless life we all are leading…

Everything is borrowed or tagged…

We..The Real US..is hidden behind so many tagged and quoted emotions..

Before we can know our real inner emotions, we are Tagged…

Language…Tehzeeb..Culture..Values..Respect…

All are gone…and we are just someone else..living a life full of tags…

A life which has no meaning …

Inbox full of anything and everything…

Mind clumsy with negative and so called positive thoughts…

Heart full of intentions…

Eyes full of anger…

Tongue full of foul language…

Look at the dark circles under the eyes…

Look at your age…

In span of 16 To 23..we have been there..done that..

Zero creativity…

This is the result of tagged emotions and tagged life…borrowed life…

Neither we are able to discover the reason for our being…nor we are adding anything to our lives…

We are just living life..life of so many…

I always read and wonder what fans expect from celebrities…

Generally it all is so frivolous…

They should add nice things and motivate celebrity..to do more..to celebrate more..

Life is not a ritual..its not about killing time..its not about just reading history..

It’s about creating them..Writing them..

It’s about removing tags and becoming original…

Like our unique thumb impression…

Clear and one…

Think… are you influenced by these tagged emotions?

Haven’t you taken decision under their influence..?

Think..

Remove…

Clear Cache…

Dust bin…

Refresh…

And start your life..your original life..full of you..full of your ideas..your emotions…

Look at sky..Through your eyes.. it will look more blue..:)

Trust me…:)

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Whenever I read any life story or a book or incident regarding any famous personality , I always want to know more…

I  want to know from his or her mouth..

I want to know their mind…

Writers write what he has understood or observed..but I always wonder what must have happened in that person’s mind when he took that decision…

I am so curious…

Was reading a book Deewan -E –Ghalib and came across some incidents which changed Ghalib saab’s life…

Almost all creative successful people have had the same journey..a journey full of tough time..

And after decades we designate them as “cult figure”

Like every fruit art also takes a life to reap pulp..:)

I always wonder why this struggle..?

There is so much which can be avoided…

Why people don’t support at the right time…

Why it’s always some other generation writes history of ebbing generation…

Life changes every moment…frame of mind changes every second…thoughts come and go..

What I wrote few years ago and what I write now are little different…

Some are better, some are much better:)

I want to tell the world why I wrote that and in which circumstances…

I don’t know Ghalib saab..or Osho.. or Vivekanand ji..or Gandhi ji..or Chaplin or Hitler could write or reveal their heart…

The real history…

The real emotion…

Aaah..it’s so unfair..it can’t be such a myth..

My history my emotions cannot be written by anyone else..but me..

It can be read, understood, mis-understood or interpreted by anyone or someone…

But no one can write the real history…

Every day, a day is getting deleted from our lives..but it’s also adding something to our life…:)

And only we know what that addition..

Emotions are vast.. in one emotion we live a whole life..

For one relation we give a whole life:)

One wrong decision takes away our whole life…

We are becoming history every second…

So let’s create history…not just become one…

Write your own history before people write their version…

I so want to know why Ghalib saab had to struggle so much …

I so want to know what motivated Bhagat Singh to give his life for us…

I so want to know what Vivekanand ji wanted to spread about Hindutva…

I so want to know the real history behind every history…

I will write my own..:)

My life…my views..my mistakes..my Vision…

I want to look back and see a beautiful life behind..full of moments and turning points…

I want to tell the truth..i don’t want to be a myth…or a fluke..or someone’s interpretation..

I want to be me..the real me..:)

Let’s write our own history…our lives…

And become a mile stone:)

Let The Whole World Know...

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I had asked Amit ji long back…

“Dada..when did you come to know you are Amitabh Bachchan…the Amitabh Bachchan”

He looked at me, took a pause and humbly replied, “till the date…never”

And I knew the hidden answer…:)

He always knew his potential… his own faith and power…

Ten years he did not speak to the media…but he was so powerful, and successful that media had to write about him…

That’s the power of your own potential…

We must recognize our own potential…

Ya its true that when someone else claps for us. We feel that now we are being appreciated…

But when do we realize that it was in us…

We are born for a reason…for a purpose…

And I wonder how we don’t know that yet?

Success is not about chasing material dreams..it’s about using your hidden talent and recognizing your own potential..

A lot of people say or feel that “ we never got our due”

That’s an escapist fact…

We never knew what we wanted…and we always depend on others to tap our “potential.”

I faced a lot of humiliation during my early days in film learning…

I am still a learner…

I faced random comments from random people…

It gave me tentative pain…but never lost faith in me…in my own vision…

I never needed anyone to guide or to tell me what to do…

I kept learning…kept working…with conviction and perseverance…

At least I am not fighting within..i am just fighting with outer world..

And that’s my success..:)

Jo Socha..Wo Kiya…:)

All the stars up there…who named them…we..:)

We named them Sun and Moon…

Warna kya the wo….:)

“Some” shining globe….:)

But they were never bothered…they kept shining…and made a difference in our lives..in our destiny..in our destination…

They know their power…

Now it’s our turn to know “our” power…

Recognize it…use it..for a better life..a life which you are meant to live:)

Then you will see the real success…:)

Inspiration..within:)

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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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