A day in my life....

We all look for acceptances...we want people to accept us as we are...we want people to believe in us in what we think and above all I'm what we believe in....its strange but we spend our lives looking for people who will give us all this...but we don't spend time I'm connecting with our own self. Our inner self of accepting our own insecurities...in a way we actually need people who will help us believe in our own selves...those are the people we should look for...because the result of what those people accomplish...can be validated by us...but if we merely rely on people who accept us...we may end up in believing in fake illusions ..which may just not be really accepting us...but merely giving that impression. When we do find people who help us believe in ourselves...over time it's not those people whom.we will look for...but maybe become one of them who makes others believe in who they are...

You are not what you think you are... you are just another bruise, just another scar Dont bask in the glory This is just a blip in your story You will fall and lose it all You will hit your face against the wall There are leaps and bounds to reach the star You are not what you think you are... Dont stop its not the end No!! you are not tired so dont pretend. These so called good days are not here to stay. This is just the start you got to go a long way Its not the end of the race Youve just finished a practice with a pathetic pace You are not what you think you are You are much more if you can reach that far...

Fragile world fragile spaces Virtual goals unknown chases No one cares how critical their pace is Everyone is running their own races Selling someone else's catch Fake victory untill it's snatched Unsettled dream was it yours? Never mind now you've spent hours Lost time no one owns Precious moments no one loans Were you on stage when the world cheered Or just an audience barely revered

सबकी एक कहानी है दिल से जो उन्हें सुननी है दुनिया जिससे अनजानी है लेकिन अपने दिल ने खूब पहचानी है उस कहानी का कोई मोल नहीं पर दूसरो से भी कोई तोल नहीं दर्द भी है रंजिश भी है कही खुशिया कही कशिश भी है जैसी भी है दिल को लुभानी है कुछ सहूलियत के पल मिल जाए तो आँखों से बयां हो जानी है .. सबकी एक कहानी है दिल से जो उन्हें सुननी है 

When the year starts floating like a breeze and a song when moments look flashy and night doesn't take long when mornings look like just another phase when memory fails to recollect past days When thoughts start jumping from tasks to acts when emotions start limping with unknown facts when sense of self has vanished at infinity when personal shelf overflows beyond capacity it is then that time has lost its faith in you and your mind there is no wait that urge of being a part of the whole has sucked your life, has erased your soul...

We all live in a moment A moment of love A moment of glory A moment of sorrow A moment full of story And then one fine day We just pass away All in a moment... living transitory

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 o...