Heavy Rains and Big Hearts

Today, something happened to me that I had hoped to do all my life.

Late for school in the morning, I was so busy running and rushing in a haste that I had forgotten to breathe, and even use an umbrella in the heavy downpour.
With my bag, clothes, and hair all wet, I saw an auto rickshaw (a three wheeled vehicle for public hire) waiting for me, right outside my building. Thank the heavens! I thought.

Before I could even ask the driver to hasten, He said (translated), ‘There is no way I’m going to speed, particularly during rains– there are too many pot holes, and what if I accidentally drive into an open drain? (With a proud chest) Nothing, nothing comes before the safety of my passengers.’

All the worldly worries just slipped away, and were replaced by a broad smile. Awe stricken, I couldn’t respond with anything, but a ‘Hmmm’ (shame on me, I know).

There I was: busy in my own world, not bothered to even look what was happening around me. Then there was the amazing guy whose name I didn’t even ask (pathetic, I know). Here I am, sitting, writing, deleting words, thinking what to write— just to come up to the conclusion that while I write here, while I try to do my bit of inspiring work, while I’m thinking of how to do it, someone has probably already come into the scene, done their part, and left an aeonian mark: on people, in this world— a sign of their existence, a sign of their extreme humanity.

Today, I learnt, truly, that even the slightest and the gentlest of the touches, can impact you deeply, and quite surprisingly, these are the touches the affect you the most.

In Mumbai, a.k.a. the city of hustle-bustle, where no one has a single second to spare to glance the slightest at anyone— we have people who have only one priority and one worry: They won’t care if all of the world’s cheetahs are tackling them, or all the ghosts are haunting them— why should they, when They care to stop and look around, and breathe in the beauty of everything? Why, why should They be bothered about anything else, when They have people’s safety and well being in their minds and hearts, when we’re all living in an era where ‘bhalai ka toh zamana hi nahi raha’ (this isn’t the era or the time of innocence, and most of the innocence has been wiped out; this is where goodness and purity are neither acknowledged, nor respected)?

To the man who has made such a great impact in my life (and many others, of that I’m sure), and taught me, in such a pleasingly warm tone, how to live, notice, and care, with saying just as little as two lines, in a ride for just as short as 6 minutes (or even less); to the man who offers complimentary singing with the ride, and wouldn’t mind taking a long time for just one ride (and not caring about how much he earns and how much he could’ve); to the man, who  addressed me only as ‘Rani Bitiya’ (My Queen Daughter), and brought a huge smile on my face, heart, and mind that’ll be stuck forever— here’s a big shout-out to you! You’re great, extraordinary, and just amazing! You define pride and selflessness; and you have made all the difference in the world. And I wish, in times of rain or not, happiness and love shall always be showered heavily upon you. Thank you 🙂
To anyone who gets a chance to meet Him or people like Him— you’re lucky.

Ending with what He would’ve believed in: Seize the day and dont just breathe in the air; absorb it’s beauty.

What a wonderful happening it is: as I publish this post, the Sun makes a striking appearance, and shines bright, marking the end of a dark, cloudy (rainy) day; may we all find clarity in the light of the day (and in the dark), and may we all be the light; every cloud has a silver lining, and every life has a golden core 🙂 and not all rains are sad and gloomy.
The End


You and I

I’ll be there for you
When the rain starts to pour
I’ll be there for you
Like I’ve been there before
I’ll be there for you
‘Cause you’re there for me too

More than a year spent without writing… When I first had the writer’s bug, I never thought a day would come when I’d have the writer’s block. There are a few who have made me realise that though I didn’t actually lose something in this while, I did miss something that made the greater part of me. The fact that they know (and I acknowledge) me to be a person of great adamance compelled me to give writing another shot. So, here I am— back again!

In life, some people have touched me so much, and so deeply (even with just as much as a gentle tap), so I thought why not dedicate something to someone who made it happen? This post is for one such friend for whom all of the world’s words are not enough. I can best describe her with six letters: D. H. W. A. N. I.

Our story goes way back: we’ve known each other since we were three; one day, we fought, and the next, we became best friends. That’s practically it. Albeit time has distanced us, here we are, standing together. We have known each other, and we have been there for each other. I know it sounds crazy, but this kind of a friendship exists. And the unconditional love is very much real.

I’ve always embraced it, and loved what I have, but one event made me realise what it is worth to cherish it. With just as simple as a text, she moved me, surprised me, yet again, and spoke out loud and clear— she was is not beside me, but within me— she is a part of me, just like writing is. Here’s what she sent to me, as soon as the clock struck 12, and it was June 4 (not a fraction of a second later, and I swear I’m not exaggerating) (I’m sorry, I couldn’t resist punctuating):

Hey Tris, it’s your birthday! *A moment of applause for the birth of the legend😂* The spelling corrector, the grammar book (probably a thesaurus), but still a book of knowledge… There is glitter in your eyes; they show the determination in you. You are selfless, and for me, flawless. The one who doesn’t meet me for years, but still by heart, our souls remain connected. We talk once in two months or probably even less than that, but once we start, our conversation— it can’t end; it just goes on. You are tough, though intelligent. Everyone is unique, but you are some different kind of unique. You are the cheerful bae. The girl who is dramatic, yet away from all the drama😂 She is filmy. The bollywood filmy. SHE is an inner joy, which everyone cannot notice, but the one who notices is worth the gain. 💙💙 From all mishaps to challenges you have faced, you stand still. You accept what you receive. The little contended freak. My dhak dhak queen, and obviously, my soul sister. I hope this friendship never drifts apart. And for the surprise thing, I guess this is the only thing I could prepare. So sorry for not standing up to your expectations, but still… rock the world. 🐕💓💞
Memories never fade, it still plays in flashback😄😙


😍😭😍😭😍😭 BEAUTIFUL. Isn’t it?

An angel (can’t help with the narcissism) fell to the Earth on June 4. Four days later, she was given an accomplice who truly completed her. I don’t know how to surprise you, and to be brutally honest, I have no clue as to what to gift to you; but there is one thing I’m sure of: THIS. Our eternal friendship, and our unbound love. All I can say is though I have not found Prince Charming, I did find all the six F. R. I. E. N. D. S. in one person.

Hope remains while the company is true; Dhwani, you are the Samwise to my Frodo, my Parabatai, my oldest true friend; you are #friendshipgoals. Together, we’ll grow to become beautiful people, and together, we’ll kick ass. I guess, all there’s left to say is Happy Birthday:)