5 Things I Learned The Hard Way In 2014

1. Look Out For Yourself

I have family, friends, even acquaintances who will come in my life from time to time to protect me. But in the end, I need to count on myself. Figure things out, deal with circumstances, be a stronger person.

2. Not Every Person Is Genuine For You

I'm known for being optimistic, actually overly optimistic. Any person would do something wrong and I would always try to look at the reason behind it. Maybe he/she was in a bad mood, or that was a spontaneous reaction.
What I've realized over time is that not every person will be genuine for ME. They have their set of close friends and will give genuine, sound advice to them. But they are, in no way, obliged to do the same for me. And that's all right. Just don't cover up every single time for their wrong behavior because I will only be fooling myself.

3. Stress Is Stupid

This is coming from a person who would stress about every possible thing. Yes, I was a person who would  go into panic mode if I didn't have the right explanation, or the right word document, or anything that was required at that moment. Months of being this way and it started reflecting on my well being.
All that stress did me no good, including the white hair strands. So now I have started looking at things as an observer. So what if someone had a problem about xyz issue or things didn't go according to plan? I do what I can, and do it calmly.
Taking stress just ain't worth it.

4. You Can't Get Along With Everyone

A part of me strongly believes that the world is a place where everyone ought to be kind, caring and mean well about the other.
Then reality bites. I'm on Earth and it's not possible that everyone will happily get along. I have seen disagreements, fights and even (unfortunately) been a part of few.
Some people will have a problem with my personality, or just me. And vice versa too. 
And that's ok. I don't need to be friends with all, a few friends and family there by my side is just fine.

5. Challenges Are Good

I love security, stability and am good with being out of the comfort zone once in a while. Little did I know that I will be dealing with one challenging situation after another the entire year.
12 months is a LOT of time and although I did go into the cranky mode once in a while ('why me' thought), I realized something - I am strong. Strong enough to overcome challenges, deal with problems, take decisions. And it was only because of the challenges that magically appeared out of nowhere.

2014 wasn't simple by any means, and one of the toughest I have had so far. But maybe this was needed - to help me evolve, become tougher and well, be more awesome :)

To Take Or Not To Take A Solo Trip

Typing away post lunch, I realized I needed a break. Since the only one available right now was a 5-minute break on BuzzFeed, I quickly scrolled through articles and zeroed in on why everyone should take at least one solo trip in a lifetime (or something like that).

After going through 10 short points and a few random pics, I had a startling observation. That trip which I had planned every few months since I started my work life hadn't happened till now, and in all likelihood, would not in the immediate future.

There were more 'important' things to do, you see. There were friends' weddings, family commitments, festivals, peaceful weekends (a rarity to say the least). But the space to actually go on a solo trip? Nope. Not one bit.

As time has passed and life has become more stable (can be confused with boring but my friends assure it's the former), the thought of a solo trip has slowly faded away. Had completely disappeared, in fact, till this 5-minute break woke me up.

Earlier when I had just started working and income was, well, not enough to splurge on fancy trips, I restricted myself to trying new cuisines. 

Few years down the line, I can easily take a weekend or a few days off and go someplace peaceful, thanks to leave balance and money in the bank. But here I am, sitting and typing away instead of taking the solo trip which I need, let alone 'want'.

Of course, there's consent of parents. That's another challenge. But there are ways around that too, if only I try enough. 

The thing is, this so called comfortable/boring/stable life has made me stop thinking about what really matters. Sure I spend enough quality time with the closest people, but not enough time doing things for myself. I'm not talking about making doodles, cards, quotes, writing in free time or even dancing till I crash. The bigger things, the dreams I had made for myself...in short, the bigger picture of my life.

Not So Easy

She was easy to please

Easy to convince

Easy to mould

Easy to run over

She was a soft hearted woman

Who believed kindness should be a norm

That being soft and caring was a state of being

But she soon learnt life was diametrically opposite

That innocence could be misused

That love wasn't enough to overcome hatred

That people would stoop low

And 'that' would be the way of life

She survived, sometimes tearfully sometimes gratefully

It was an every day challenge

A constant battle between acceptance and change

Her will to stay who she is vs. who she is 'supposed' to be

She had fallen plenty of times

Like a phoenix bursting into flames

Only to be reborn again

With wings to break free and soar high

Michael Jackson Lives On

Remember The Time - Michael Jackson.

The book just came to an end. A little relieved and a little disappointed by the ending. Somewhere I thought the last few pages of the book will reveal the truth about his death. How he died, what really happened, who was responsible for it. Why didn't anyone save him or at least try to on time?

All these questions about the way it ended for him left unanswered. But maybe the book wasn't about clearing all those doubts. maybe the truth was never meant to be known, no matter how desperately we searched for it.

The book itself is phenomenal. Not in the way that the story portrayed is magnificent, but the simplicity with which MJ's life has been described. 

Frankly, I don't know where to start. I have never written book reviews, and have in fact never read a book about a famous person before. Was not interested to be honest. But when I heard there is a book about Michael Jackson, I ordered it right away. I didn't know what was in store for me, just wanted to read and see for myself. 

The book had me hooked from page 1, the introduction. The first song that I can think of right now is 'Stranger in Moscow'. How does it feel to be Michael Jackson, the King of Pop, the living legend, the man for whom people have sacrificed their personal lives, their careers and everything normal? Happy and lonely at the same time, probably.

What you see when you think of MJ are songs like 'Beat It', Bad, Thriller, Dangerous, Jackson 5 songs. And then there's a side to him which shows you a part of his soul - Stranger In Moscow, Why Don't You Just Leave Me Alone et al. 

As i turned page after page reading about his life, his peaceful times with family, the love he had for people close to him, songs kept running through my head. Everything described in those pages could be translated into songs. He didn't have many to confide in, and all his emotions poured out in the form of songs. The soulful music that is loved by millions the world over. 

There were simple times, tough times; and funny moments interspersed between chapters speaking about his hardships. 

I cried once, when the book started (although I might just start crying as I write this). When I opened the book, I just kept staring at it, a pause before you open the chapter of someone's life, and that too of the man you've admired, respected, have high regard for. Whose music got me through the highs and lows, and every song inspired me to accept life as is. A song for every mood, a sweet voice floating through the speakers every time.

Once I started reading there was no turning back. The book was there with me at all times. Literally. I would spend hours curled up, the book held gently in my hand. I was reading the most treasured book of my life. 

As the events unfolded, I could almost see it play out in front of me. There were no images of him or his family, or the people involved, but you didn't need it. The way Bill and Javon described it made it easy to transform words into a world which you could enter. 

I was laughing one minute and sitting dazed and shocked the next. It was a turmoil, a whole wave of emotions that gripped me. It's not a happy or sad book. There's no one feeling associated with it, it's everything. All words that have been used to describe emotions.

The best thing about this book is that I finally got to see a world which has not been trashed by the media or news reporters or haters who simply thought the worst of him. Because no one knew about it. A part of his reality which was so personal no one could have gotten the wind of it.  

As I read chapters, I went online and searched for the people associated with his life. All of them. From his 'countless' fake managers to people claiming to be his well wishers. It was all nonsense. A bunch of lies. I kept reading the book and seeing what was written about him online. Few times, I was so furious after seeing articles I could have screamed at those people who ultimately pushed him to his death.

It was like a spider's web and he was right in the middle of it. No way to get out of it, no matter how badly he wanted to. 

After reading this book, I don't even care what ill things people have to say about him. It doesn't matter anymore. There is a truth that Bill and Javon wanted the world to know about him, and it's finally there. 

I can only thank them for having taken the effort to make this happen. Maybe that's what working for a man like Michael Jackson made you do - do things for love instead of money.

You are the greatest inspiration in my life, Michael Jackson. Always will be. This book would have made you proud.

Keep Smiling up there, we always will remembering you :) 

God Bless You Michael Jackson

My Quest For The Best Rajma Rice In Delhi

So I woke up today with a certain restlessness. It had been a while since I had written anything. Well, anything that's related to my life. I do express through blogs on a regular basis but they aren't personal. 

After reading about travel on twitter links, I started reading about the one thing I love most - food. And on buzzfeed, an article caught my eye - 12 donuts eaten by a man in one day.

Seriously? Which crazy man would want to eat 12 donuts (and travel 13 miles to do that)? But then I realized, food lovers are a crazy lot. 

Like the time when I started working, all I did was try rajma chaawal across all places in Delhi for a year. My salary wasn't much and ideally, I should have been saving instead of paying for dishes that I can easily get made at home. 

However, I wanted to be a food critic, a la Vir Sanghvi, and know where the best rajma rice is offered in Delhi. 

In the first year of my first job, I lost count of how many restaurants I ordered rajma chaawal in. Sometimes, they didn't even have it on the menu and I would sweetly ask the chef to make piping hot rajma rice. I have tasted some amazing dishes as a result of this journey. But there have been instances when the dish was watery, way too heavy, or so spicy that the masalalingered on even after I had downed few glasses of water.    

During that year, it's amazing how many people became tired of my obsession. My parents thought I'm crazy (but of course) and others - well, they were surprised my love for one dish didn't fade away.

Now, I have been working for 4 years and guess what? I still eat rajma chaawal when I go out for meals. I don't go out of the way anymore to taste but I do like to re-live the good old days once in a while.

After all, nothing's better than a crazy journey you take alone and smile about for years to come :)