Circle of life

Hello there friend on the other side of the screen,
If a philosophical article was expected from the title of the post, excuse the deviation.

Its only during unexpected times - good times and mostly the trying times that we come across the rare few . It is with the strength from the support of this circle that we can survive the extreme and trying situations.

Support comes from unexpected directions and also unexpectedly, it is not always from the direction we expect it from.

I find these few people to be the connecting dots in the circle of life .
Surprisingly,
**the dots needn't match one another - circle consists of a combination of immediate family, distant relatives, friends, acquaintances.
**the dots needn't match YOU - each one of the dots may have a different outlook ; some of the dots may be totally different personalities. (Whoever said "Birds of a feather..."!!?)
**the dots needn't always be there to prove presence, but you are always inside the comfort of the circle.

Its not 'in spite of' the differences, but 'for' the differences that the circle is a thing of beauty .
To all in my circle of life, trust to be a little dot in your circle of life too.

Take time to discover these dots and form your circle - find those few who matter to you and the few to whom you matter.

Epistle from the street.

A letter from the streets, by the streets and about the streets:

There was a notable event on July 5th 2010 in India:

Opposition parties united to call for a nation wide strike.

It was a nation wide "bandh" called by the opposition parties to oppose rise in prices of commodities ..(or was it in opposition to the ruling party actually??!)

If this was towards the goal of making life less difficult for citizens, well...I'm not too sure.

Going by the newspaper reports, the cost/loss incurred on this day was somewhere between 3 to 5 crores in Rupees .

Well, so much for working towards "saving" or thoughtful spending!

But one thing for sure: Thanks to the ruling political party for the rise in prices; Thanks to the opposition parties for the united uproar which didnt last till even sunset on that day.
Me and my friends - otherwise always trodden, traffic laden and jam packed spent a lazy and calm day. Being a road (tarred, or bumped, or pot-holed) in Bengaluru is not an easy life. But on this rainy July day, it was good not to be run over for most part of the day!

--Regards,

HAL Airport road and friends whose names are listed below:

Intermediate ring road,

ITPL road.

Beautiful You, Beautiful Me, Beautiful Mind

Like they say: "Beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder"

Here's how I see it:
The colour I see as nice, pretty and wearable would seem too bright for the person accompanying me in the window shopping spree.

On a day I think to myself I'm feeling okay and looking it too, there's a colleague who asks me if I've had a rough day or why I look tired!

To someone, there is always that some 'one' or some thing that is always beautiful.

On a day when I'm in good spirits, I see the otherwise unnoticed surroundings as a pleasant picture.

Its monsoon now; there have been days when I curse myself for having forgotten the umbrella on the way back from office; In the same breath , there have been certain evenings where I don't want to miss the wind in my hair with the light drizzle of rain!

Is it that beauty really lies in the mind of the beholder!

You there, on the other side of the screen - whats on your mind now? Hope its a beautiful mind.

Hard day , good night and sweet dreams...

On one of the 'usual' days , I noticed a person who was travelling in the back compartment of a goods van. He was dozing peacefully amongst the huge pile of furniture in the open compartment of the van; I say peacefully, because the vehicle was zipping through the evening rush hour traffic with the sounds of the bleating horns, screeching brakes and screaming drivers.

Wonder how some of us have 'sleepless' nights thanks to our unsolved problems. Or otherwise owe a good night's sleep to a hard day's work.

So a passing thought and a fleeting glance to that peaceful slumber amidst all possible chaos of a perfectly hurried day - To wonder again whether that person had less problems in life or was he through with the day's hard work ?? For all I know, he must have just set out on work .....

Or is it that some of us know just how much and what we can lose sleep on!