But then why am I even talking about Mumbai ! what the political parties do to the people is nothing less than this !!!
Its just the people who get killed at the end of the day !
क्या होता है, क्यों होता है,
कोई पाता है, कोई खोता है,
हस्ता है कोई रोता है,
जागता है कोई सोता है,
सपनो में सपने पिरोता,
अपनी नैय्या ख़ुद डुबोता
उल्टा सीधा अपलम चपलम
हर पल ये मतवाला है
वो जीना भी, कोई जीना है,
जो बिना मिर्च मसाला है !!!!
I for some reason cannot recall what this program was about, even though I remember this ingle and humm this often 
… Mirch Masala !!! Refresh my memory someone please !!
I live in a windy part of the city in Milwaukee, and every morning when I come to the office, I see a number of them walking, with the hair freely tossed around by the wind… (I guess they have not started feeling too cold yet, good for me ) and they just look gorgeous !
The water below, turning into ice
The water above, turning into snow
Does not fall straight at you, but you walk into it ! Look up and around, and its a different world altogether ! The eyes just do not want to see beyond the snow flakes, flowing around ! (except when you are driving and/or are in a snow storm !)
The greens, browns, reds also turning into white !!!
It seems to be so different !
A bit too unpredictable!! You gotta live every single second of it !!!
While I feel encouraged to live every second right now, I also feel bad about wasting my time over things/people/incidents which were not really worth it… They have done some good for me for sure, first by teaching me a lesson, and then making it all more important for me to make up for the lost time ! Ok forget it… let me just turn the rear view mirror away for a while !
Turning off the comments on this post !!! This was written in a mind frame and thoughts which were triggered by the untimely and sudden death of a very dear friend… I am not really sure that the post reflects what all I have been thinking… and I am not really sure I feel like talking more about this post !!
Apologies if you had a comment to make !
तूने दीवाना बनाया तो मैं दीवाना बना,
अब मुझे होश की दुनिया में तमाशा ना बना…
Tune Deewana banaya to main deewana bana,
ab mujhe hosh ki duniya mein tamasha na bana !
One thing that I love about the Sufi style of music is that God is loved more than prayed in front of… Almost every song is a representation of the true love for HIM ! Ishq, Mohabbat are the words that seem so pure with Sufi Music…
तू मिला भी है तू जुदा भी है
तेरा क्या कहना
तू सनम भी है तू खुदा भी है
तेरा क्या कहना
ये तमन्ना है के आज़ादे तमन्ना ही रहूँ
दिले मायूस को मनुसे तमन्ना न बना…
तुने दीवाना बयाना तो मैं दीवाना बना…
अब मुझे होश की दुनिया में तमाशा न बना…
tu mila bhi hai, tu juda bhi hai
tera kya kehna
tu sanam bhi hai, tu khuda bhi hai,
tera kya kehna
ye tamanna hai ke aazade tamanna hi rahoon,
dile mayoos ko manuse tamanna na bana
tune deewana banaya to main deewana bana
ab mujhe hosh ki duniya mein tamasha na bana
Another song that sounds out of this world in Abida Parveen’s voice is “Chaap Tilak Sab Cheeni Tose Naina Milaike“… I am listening to it right now, and words cannot really express what I feel when I listen to the Dholak, Tabla, Harmoniam adding Magic to brilliantly sung Song !!! Let me go to a different world listening to these songs !!!
Later…
So thanks to Vineeta or Nairvee, here we go ! 5 things about me, which you might or might not have known ! (I have been asking her to write something for Chai Ki Dukaan, and now I can be after her life to write it 
)
1. I can never get over how beautiful mountains look… Every single time you see them, you can see something different, some more majestic and grand than every before…
2. I can still not figure out what is my favorite element from the PanchTatva… The Fire, The Water, The Sky, The Wind or the Earth… Is my love for my village related to Earth, or The way I can keep looking at the sky for ages, represents my love for the Sky? or the fact that I feel Fire is one of the most exciting things to look at, proves that I love FIRE !!! not sure… But the fact is all of these elements can feel so delicate, so pure and harmless at one point of time, and at the other make you feel like a nothing in front of them !!!
3. My love from photography comes from my love for people… I enjoy getting involved in conversations when I am travelling more than taking pictures, and these conversations make me click !!! the mood at a tea stall, the people in a bus, passengers at a railway station… are the people that I like to first, before taking a picture of them…
4. Joy in my life comes from the small and simpler things ! talking to kids on the streets, walking around with a friend, getting a call from a friend i have been missing, doing something for someone i like, and so on a so forth…
5. I don’t know how to react to surprises… Even if I am very happy, I cannot really express it if I am surprised at the same time.. the Irony is that I might look totally blank and speachless when a surprise is thrown at me !!
Done Dana Done Done !!!
Khush Vinnie the pooh?
Though I think putting some water in the cup and using the microwave is an option too ! 
In India, it still stays a BIGGGG deal, and in the UK or US, its just another language… We still look down upon people who cannot speak english and are more comfortable in their own languages, but here I really do not see people judging you by the language you speak !!!
There are people who speak English ridiculously, and some who have a horrible accent, or have a very very very heavy MTI (Mother Tongue Influence) but guess what !!! It does not matter, till you can “communicate” well !!!
I say, forget about how well you can speak English, and how many bigg words you know… just think of how well you communicate… rest does not really matter !!!
One of my meetings today was chaired by a lady from China, had 5 Indians from Gharwal, Punjab, Maharashtra, UP and Madras, and all the Americans had a different accent too !!! still the meeting went super well !!!
English, after all, is no BIG DEAL !!!
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