Friday, January 01, 2016

Classroom called 2015.

So its time for the yearly wrap-up and re-visiting the story, not sure about resolutions though.
2015 was a year with lots of realisations and things that happened to me rather than me making them happen. It was like a lesson in life that helps u grow up and be strong.

Unlike last years travel centric euphoria, 2015 had a mix of happiness and sadness. It started in the comforts of Hyatt where me and my wife had planned a day offsite within Bengaluru itself. A much needed break for both of us sitting by the window imagining what 2015 had to offer for us.

And as the story unfolded many new facets of life were unraveled. Starting with my cousins wedding in Jan, i happened to travel to mumbai. Every family wedding has only strengthened my thought that Indian weddings are just an act of public acceptance, and less about the bride and groom. But i was happy that my brother found his life partner.  

Cut to Second edition of Honeywell Design Challenge, the sheer anxiety on the faces of students to win the competition was a moment worth capturing. To win something maybe is not just about the victory but more about the experience you undergo to reach there.

The bug of sharing my design gyaan had stung me in 2014, but 2015 brought in many opportunities to take it ahead seriously. I visited IIIT Jabalpur to conduct a full week course on UX Design. The moments of going to an unknown place and making friends with students by end of the week are priceless. Students took me to a remote yet beautiful place called Bargi dam at the end of the course. Life is better lived in short bursts of surprising moments rather than prolonged set of planned expectations…perhaps this was one such moment.

I did a second visit to mumbai around that month for my sisters baby shower. The thought that i would now become an uncle was a bit confusing in the beginning. But i guess by the end of the year i have learnt to accept that and many more such things.

This year i also got to work on my very beloved wearable called the apple watch. I finally got to play and design for the much awaited device, which had been in my mind since a long time. But the fact that anticipation built doesn't always end up the same way is a constant bombardment life has on me. 

April also brought in the visit to Delhi and Rudrapur. Meeting and playing with kids, along with the solace that it gives you also teaches how some simple things give excitement that cannot be compared with expensive gifts. 

In May i got a chance to share my Wearables gyaan at lounge47, a private group of startup advisors, where i could meet up interesting people. The presentation went well leaving me a thought or two on how impacting in small pockets can also bring about change, it doesn't have to be a revolution always.

The rainy days of june and july brought in some bigger surprises. My sister was gifted with a pretty cute and darling girl child. That moment of reckoning re-appeared on my thought bubble. There is surely a different joy when you make a young one smile. I also got an opportunity to guide some young designers this year, be it within the company as interns or being a jury panelist in design institutes. Guiding anyone teaches you more than the person you guide…it teaches you what not to do more than what to do in time.

As a part of project work some trips to unique places like ATC towers in bangalore and mumbai, or even in private jet offices were fun. In the end as vacation i even got a chance to visit the golden temple and amritsar getting a taste of sikhism with a flair of the delhi monarchy at red fort, humayuns tomb and the  jama masjid.
Grandiose and rarity of any place is just another bulb in our minds, i guess once u have experienced it the mind rushes to newer experiences to get amazed or amused by them.

This year also brought in some moments of extreme loss to me. Because as i taught and sat in juries at national level institutes like NID. I also happened to lose some of the greatest inspirations in my life. My most favourite person on this planet, my grandmother, left for heavenly abode this year. She was not just another elder giving lessons to me, she was much more than that…she was an inspiration and a idol for willpower for me. Her way of living life without troubling anyone is something i can never forget as a lesson. 
I also lost my very own family doctor this year, she was another strong willed lady who since childhood, instead of giving me medicine always gave me just strength by sharing a conversation with me. When you lose people in your lives, you realise all that you learnt from them and kept learning with their existence, an invisible strength that cannot be replaced.

2015 also marked the demise of two more public figures whom i revered a lot, MP Ranjan,a design Guru. India also lost another gem called APJ Abdul Kalam, a president who was a motivator to me.

Life is like the classroom with no syllabus,no benches and no dedicated teachers, it teaches you in ways that you don't understand until you move ahead and look back. I guess that was 2015 for me…a learning.To face the unexpected and to accept every thing that comes my way gracefully and patiently.

Lets see what 2016 has in-store for me… till then adios. 
Wish you a new year full of unique and exciting experiences. 




Sunday, November 22, 2015

अकेले चल दिए

सब झुंझ रहे है
अपने मैदान मैं
पूरी कोशिश करके फिर भी परेशान से
आशा सब को है ज़िन्दगी चल जायेगी
चाहे कितनी भी नाज़ुक हो अंत मैं संभल जायेगी 

Each one for their own

We all are fighting our own battles...
Surpassing our own mountains...
We need our sights through the focus of our light..
We need our way ...through the night and day
We dont give into the battle
Dont demean away our mettle
We try not to resist....in the end we continue to exist
Such is life.

Sunday, November 15, 2015

Move on..

its time to look for another shore
to search and knock another door
rented passion values no one
whats broken once cannot be undone
you did your bit now move on
walk another path...just be strong...

Wednesday, November 11, 2015

Absence

Silent tears
Realized fears
Unsaid loss
Internal chaos
Memories galore
Orphaned shore

Looking for the ideal...

Life has off late has surely been mentoring me by putting me in situations perhaps unrealized to myself. On one end it was the birth of a young one in my family teaching me the joy and fragility of a young soul growing up with all the special attention that they require

While on the other I happened to meet the very hands that brought me up, cared for me and made me almost who I am...my grandmother. Today as she lies in bed on the sunset of her blissful life. How vague and how different are these two ages...both need care both need a person to take care of you...while one needs it to grow stronger and faster the other leads to survive or even pass out the final years of life painlessly.

So strange is the mystery of life that we take it for granted. We wait till we find the ideal way of life. To try and practice the best of what we understand and have gained over the years...but we have so little time on this planet to do that...so little time to even realize a few things...just when you thought you understood it all. .you start bending over in the dark old ages...the world then merely lays hope on those who have the will and conscious to exist while they can...so short is this journey that if we waste time in understanding we may be late to experience it....maybe we keep hunting our lives to find the ideal social way of living it...of ideal self motivated way...the problem is not the approach we follow... The problem is the very facet of looking for ideal...we forget that there is no ideal...this world is all relative...

Note: My grandmother passed away last month...and this text was written sitting by her sides when i met her few days before. It surely is like her last teachings for me...from the many that she gave me indirectly, without preaching or making anything compulsary in life...

Tuesday, October 13, 2015

Life will Pass by

Swiping through facebook
Reading through whatsapp
Tweeting through twitter
Meeting through gtalk

Time will pass by
Just to make u realize, you were living a lie.

Browsing through TV
Reading through the news
Cribbing through the neighbours
Critizing through the phone

Life will pass by
Just to make u realize you were living a lie..

Faking aspirations
Surving through narcicism
Sifting through frustrations
Living through illusions

Before this facet of reality you may deny
Life will pass by...

Monday, September 14, 2015

dawn to dusk of life...

As strong Amber sunlight breaks out at dawn...I wait patiently outside the airport bidding goodbye to my parents once again. Staying away for last 7 years from parents has a feeling of a different kind...and maybe the thought never crossed my mind that time has passed by in a jiffy....thanks to the "be practical...avoid being over emotional"  value your family ...being strong was always more important. 

Everyday as the sun rises over the horizon life takes a new meaning a new dimension. But we stay oblivious to the change...because we are focussed into our lives, focussed on being successful or winning smaller battles. Growing up is so much similar to a day...starting at dawn with little or no idea of the rest of the world... And then slowly u get to know the world with more and more knowing u reach a peak a time when u think u know the whole world... Just like the sun in noon...and then starts the evening a pleasant experience where u slowly give into the sunset of life...while the sunset happens...however dimming it may be it leaves a mark on your mind...you start losing over all that u gained at dawn...eventually to melt into the night with short glitters of the light of memory as stars...u can't do much now but gaze into them. And then suddenly u just doze off into your dreamworld relaxed and yet hopeful for another life to enrich the planet..

Saturday, July 25, 2015

We are all born alone...

StandingAlone
We are all born alone...through the eternal silence of the womb to the noisy pandemonium of this world.
It's surely not easy journey for human life to strive through the constant battle of survival not just through the means of the unknown but also through the social constructs built by humankind before us to help us guide through this world in a so called sane manner.. So we survive and outgrow with the constant feeds of social shocks to keep our so called ego struggling through the  web of cultural complexity of human kind. We get our identity...or maybe the one which we think is ours and try to stand by it to make our existence meaningful. But little do we imagine that most of what we have and what we have built in our damn small heads is the consistency of our flown down thought processes from the past.

Who are we is then the question... Or maybe what are we...just humans in a part of a process that repeats itself over multiple lives...or are we really special after all... Are we something that never was...or just messengers in the pathway of the passage of time...are we mere passengers who travel between the journey of a system where the road is mere illusion that makes us feel that things are moving behind and we are progressing ahead....

Being grown up is not a step which we reach all of a sudden with all the necessary inputs in our heads...its more of an illusion a process that we engage into and keep being in the constant process of adding to what we are...or maybe we keep spending out what we gain to the world...mere exercise of struggling  through the same webs that we as humans have woven over the years to make our lives more successful than our counterparts...a blank madness of competition to survive and label ourselves as the best survived as against anyone else in this race called life..