Dreams

Last weekend was not as habitual as like before. It was the very rare "busy" occasion of my life. Sometimes it really seems very funny when I think that I was busy with something in my life. Yes! I was actively engaged in the design of omnidirectional antenna which covers 10-20 Km from its circumferent. Well, it wasn't my engineering project!

In between, I heard my sister's voice screaming, "where the hell she is....". 

The whole lot of books I mounted on my bookshelf have fallen on her head for continuous 2-3 minutes. I instantly put off everything thing and went out to enjoy the scenario.

After that delighting scenario, I slowly let my hand and said, "Why did you go there. Don't you know that it is a menacing part of our home." She glared and I just couldn't control my laugh. She got up and ran to the kitchen to complain this unplanned "layout" to mom. This sought of grumbling, she never fails to do even at her tough times. As she triggered amma, she started her stories. It went on for no less than twenty minutes from then, even after I kept shut myself in my room. 

Eventually, she came into my room with a pile of paper and told me to check out so that she can replace those with onions. She has been telling that since my exams were over and now this stupid girl triggered. I looked at her with a congenial consent and asked, "Should it be done right away? I'm wrapped up with this antenna design now!".

She was having a solid and shouted, "Yes you should now!. If not now, I know it will never happen. Do it now I say".

"Okay two minutes", I sought. She glared again.

After some twenty minutes, I checked it for anything important. There I found a paper and stunned. Of course, it was n't a paper engraved with gold or home document. But it was very special to me.

Some two years back, I had doodled something on it. I had dashed off what all I wanted to do within the course of time, I would complete my engineering. Well, all that had filled the space called "passion" of my life.

Yeah. Indeed. I scribbled but did that with full determination and then kept this paper somewhere in my cupboard. I ever looked at this paper later.

And today I look at it with excitement because I have made it all. Everything has happened in a time-bound manner & now it has incorporated in me a lot of confidence.

I'm never a kind of person who plans work & does it accordingly. I'm never so formal in such aspects of my life.Anyways, what I wanted to conclude is, 

"The sun's rays do not burn until brought to a focus &
  Dreams need only focus".

With smiles...

Swathi Mohan

(Investing myself completely in the art of living)

   

Attitudinal handicaps

I could recall a young woman whom I came across one day. Manoeuvring her wheelchair outside an aquarium, a smile on her face, an infant on her lap and another older child running by her side, she was a picture of resilience. I was moved and inspired by her zest for life. I don't know about whether her disability was from birth or caused by an accident, but I know that she had found a way around it. And nothing could stop her from going after what she wanted. She had decidedly become the master of her body with an attitudinal advantage, raising the bar to a completely different level.

In that case, don't you think many of us are attitudinal handicaps?

When something doesn't work our way, many a time we give up on it without making too much of an effort. In the face of a hurdle, we try to go around it instead of over it, only to be faced with it again a little later.

What one needs more than anything else to live a great life is the right attitude!

When we find ourselves in a dark tunnel, we have to remind ourselves that there is light somewhere. on learning to embrace life with the fullness of our capacities, we will begin to experience a liberation that comes from the knowledge that nothing can hold us back from getting what we want if only we can wrestle the inertia at the beginning. There are countless inspirational stories about people who have risen against all the odds to ride the waves of success and all they possessed at the starting point was the right attitude!

They moved on, one step at a time, allowing nothing to hold them back. The future awaits us. 

With smiles...

Swathi Mohan

(Investing myself in the art of living)

We haven't!

Our life began with the 60-rupee toy car. When it broke we cried. Then we upgraded ourselves to the 2000-rupee remote controlled car.When that got damaged we wept. Then we gifted the 20,000-rupee battery operated car. When that stopped functioning, we were depressed. Then came the 4 lakh car, after that 22-lakh SUV, followed by  36-lakh luxury Sedan. And every time something happened to this machine, whether a scratch or a dent, the mercury of our tensions and worries went up. All in all, it seems our toys have grown, but we haven't.

"Why does she tell this now?"

You wonder, right?

I don't mean literally 'toys' here. But this one, ' but we haven't'...I mean it literally!

Today I write this post because it really pains to see someone who guarded her life so well, & never reacted to any rumour being ridiculed for her death.

They say beauty and talent are a rare combination. She was!

Though she was an introvert, she was considerate, conservative and accommodating with all the people she worked with. She was always busy with heavy call sheets, shuttling between shooting spots and dubbing studios. Yet she was extremely professional, courteous, very respectful towards every technician. She was flexible and calm, & never threw tantrums. She stayed away from the spotlight to bring her children up. Her success & career were commendable that no other actor could have worked across so many languages in so many films.

Yes! I'm talking about actress Sridevi Kapoor.

                                      

People knew her say that she was a very strong-willed woman, who could take her own decisions. However, she depended a lot on her family- father, mother, sister, brother in the early stages of her career and eventually on her husband.

Well, that's not something I wanted to talk about.

She was mercilessly trolled a week before.

I would rather say, conspiracy theorists worked overtime about her death, gossips 'revealed' her private life, other spoke of cosmetic procedure & of slimming pills.

She was trolled for the fact that she boozed and died that she no more deserves to be embalmed and be cremated with state honour. It genuinely leaves me in a daze. How can people be so impractical and unsporting?

What if, she drinks? People have been brewing for thousands of years. Don't we come across women being beaten by drunken husbands in the newspapers daily?

She took a break from acting just to raise her two daughters. She was not seen very often; either on-screen or off it. I read a beautiful experience shared by Priyadharshan, acclaimed filmmaker. He mentioned about Sridevi's birthday party he had taken part, where Sridevi had told her younger daughter Janhvi to pull her dress up in front of him. Surprised Priyadharshan had asked her about it and she had replied, "Priyan, this generation is ignorant. Modern dresses are okay, but one needs to be respectable also"

When people good for nothing contributing null to the nation can still drink and hurt others, what bothers some to troll such a kinda woman who brought unreasonable and inordinate self-esteem to our nation?

Didn't we all take pride in her success antecedently?

Or, does it mean that her attributes and entity were counterfeit and make her an imposter? No. Right? 

The Maharashtra government made arrangements for the elaborate event and the Mumbai police band joined them. She was honoured with a gun salute and draped in the national flag. It was indeed an accolade done for her talents, hard work, passion and determination she had for her career and the awards fetched.

So, don't troll just as you wish. Social media is powerful, not this way!

Now, go back to the first stanza. You will reach out to my idea.

With smiles...

Swathi Mohan

(Investing myself completely in the art of living)

Secret's secret

On a random day, a text message pops up, something similar, which says:

·         “I want to share something very important with you. Promise me, you will             keep it secret.”

·         “A, can I ask you something?” Please don’t mind.

Curiosities from all over the world come to your mind. What are they going to share/ask?

Where your heart starts beating at the speed of light. And lots of questions/probabilities/scenarios/dark secrets start running through your mind.

You say, “Yeah sure go ahead. Shoot.”

And here you get the legendary reply,

·         “Leave it, I can’t share it with you.”

·         “I won’t ask, You will get angry.”

Yeah right???? 

After having all those curiosities, that you have created in my mind, you reply with this!? Well, in these situations I have my own reply;“OK.”

This kinda reply makes me irritated, but still, it happens.

But, this is not the end. In case they share your secret. A secret for which you have sworn that you will take it to your grave. And suddenly, you come to know about that secret from a third person.

And you were like, how did you come to know about this? It has to be secretive. And they reply, “Well! he/she (Mostly she) told me not to share with anyone.” Please let it be a secret.

Now you have sworn another oath about the secret to keeping it secret, where you already know the secret.

Irony! 

SECRET    is something you tell everybody to tell nobody.

And now you don't tell anyone. Okay? 

With smiles...

Swathi Mohan

(Investing myself in the art of living)