What I was Looking For

For a long time

i felt like i was pretending

being in a new place isnt as easy as it looks like

There are rules

honesty, kindness, optimism

are a few

I thought i was following these but,

i never realised what a terrible  mistake i was making

i was trying to learn the parellel axis theorem

without knowing how to calculate the moment of inertia

i was trying to master the art of stippling

without practicing how to use a rotaring pen

Fitting in well, in a new place

for a change

got my head up in the clouds

i was losing myself

the wind was blowing me away with it,

and i never resisted

it was all so, comfortable.

But now, its struck me

its struck me like a slap on my face

telling me,

that how can you be okay without taking the first step,

jumping to the second.

Why are you running before learning how to walk well ?

You are bound to waddle and fall

How can you be confident without knowing what you are doing ?

pretending will never help

Exactly what i was doing.

I think i know now,

that i need to be patient and most importantly honest with myself.

Honesty is what was missing all through this year.

I wasnt honest about my work, i wasnt honest about my feelings, i wasnt honest to anybody.

How did  i know this ?

There was a voice yelling, a faint scream,

which i knew was there

but was ignoring it

Until, it started filling my ears, my brain, my heart

I HAD to know what was going wrong

Everything was fine,

my friends, my work, family

But something wasnt right

It just wasnt,

Eventually,

My work started to fall apart,

time spent with my friends wasnt satisfactory

smiles werent genuine

laughters, mostly fake

For a moment there, i thought i was feeling  spaced out

but that wasnt it.

One cant  be spaced out for months.

and when i couldnt take it anymore

it came to me

HONESTY.

I need to be honest about my work,

i cant fake it

i need to be honest about what i want.

Things that are true, usually find their way through.

All you have to do is look for them.

IBS Part III- And I grew up

We all think at some point that its too late. But my friends, its never too late for anything, especially learning from our own past to live a better present and enjoy a wonderful future !!!

Growing up isn’t as easy as it seems to be. Especially when you’re eighteen and have shifted your school once. Your only friends become your “old friend “ and its hard to keep up with the happenings in their lives, when you’re barely familiar with what’s going around you in your new environment.

So after a year I met my “old friends” and we were catching up on stuff when suddenly there was too much use of the phrase – moved on.

Now since when did we start using that word for friends? Well, since now!

After a year and a half the use of the phrase spread to most of my “old friends” and I still did not understand what they were talking about ! Thats because even a year and a half of staying in a new place, i didn't "move on" ! 

I didn't realized it until this evening when I was going through pictures from the past two years (the years when I shifted) and realize how insignificant in number they were  in front of the pictures  two years before my shift.

Why didn’t I get along with people well after my shift? Why were there so many fights?

The big question why was I so agitated?

And BAM! That’s what "moving on" meant!

It meant waking up and accepting your new environment the way it is, starting fresh, from scratch and still caring for the people who’ve been a vital part of your life.

Now that I am back home, I’ve realized that I forced myself not to move on. I was too scared to do that, I was afraid of losing my “old friends” and in turn I never really paid attention to the new friends I had, to the new life I had.

 I’ve learnt a lesson- to trust my old relationships and move on to form new strong ones!

Ø  Its never really late to learn anything, be it driving or learning a lesson!

Its all in your head and only you can make it SIMPLE !

IBS Part II- Theres a good in every bad

Hello everyone !!!

My next blog is about how simple it is to tackle difficult situations. I am gonna start with a story and gradually come to the point, stay with me, you’ll enjoy it !!!

The past 2 months have been a real struggle for me. I had to decide my career- architecture or design? I talked to architects and they suggested design colleges and designers asked me to do architecture. And all through these two years that I’ve been preparing, I was never really sure, because I never knew much of either field, so I let it be.

The dilemma persisted when I got through 2 great colleges for design and architecture. Despite the fact that I opted for architecture, I didn’t feel good about leaving out the design college. In short, I was still confused, until TODAY.

So the day starts well. Considering the fact that this is my second day living alone, all by myself. I start off on a positive note and as the hours roll by, I get a feeling that maybe I have grown up, maybe I can take care of myself. But not so soon.

The evening sets in and as I was going about planning my new oil painting, I receive a mail. The most horrendous mail ever.

Now what did it have?

 It was a white paper containing a blatant message- “ if you don’t submit your original documents by ‘so&so’ date, we shall cancel your admission". The last date? Gone 2 days ago!

 At first I panicked, then I tried to think and analyze the situation and after much thought I came to the conclusion that I not only gave all my documents but I also gave this place the fee it asked for! Why in the world would they be sending me a letter declaring the cancellation of my admission into the institution?

Well theres nothing I could do about it. Now these weird question start pouring into my head, am I not going to be doing architecture? Will I have to go to some unknown, godforsaken place and a low grade college? Is that what I deserve and will really end up getting ? And the big question came again, was design the correct thing ? Should I have taken up design instead of architecture ? Well, it was clearly too late…

Now comes the jist of it all: Its funny how I suddenly forgot about all fears and all questions disappeared and I was suddenly so sure of what I wanted to do ! And that’s when a knew that I wanted to peruse architecture.

 THE END

You know when people say that theres some good in everything bad that happens and this is what goes in our head “ YEAH RIGHT !!!!” ?  I experienced it today, there is a good in everything bad that happens !

Now how do we find that good?

I’m gonna say it – ITS SIMPLE !

In a difficult situation before you start throwing all sorts of awfully weird questions at yourself and declare doomsday, STOP for just one second and think about that tiny little good thought that’s trying to push its way through. Give  it a little time to surface and its gonna change everything !!!

Like  I always say- Its simple !!!

Inspired by Simplicity

Hello readers,


How many times  do we ask ourselves, "i wish things were easier" ? So, heres a way out. I plan to blog on a topic a week or a month ! Heres an intro to what its gonna be like ! Hope you enjoy !!! 








*God made man simple, but how he changed and got complicated is hard to say.

 - Johann von Goethe*

Hello readers !

The other day as I was on my way back home with my sister and my mother . As usual the radio was on, and we were changing channels until we stopped at one. This one was playing old hindi movie songs. We were about an hour away from home, and that channel played for that whole one hour. Now this got me thinking. No matter how much I like the new english songs,  the blues and pop, I end up listening to old hindi movie songs. Why is it that these are the source of ultimate relaxation? Why can I listen to these songs for hours on end? I think  a lot of us would agree and know exactly what I’m talking about.

Now, I go off on a tangent and try and relate this thought to the concept of – simplicity. Why do I prefer old hindi songs to modern music ?

Compare music of  lets say the 21^st century and older music, hindi or english. Music today is complicated, loud and full of multiple sounds and most of the lyrics seldom have a deeper meaning (like poems). Older music is softer, simpler. Old hindi songs were a beautiful combination of Raags and poetry, hindi and urdu.

Okay, so do I prfer old hindi songs because this kind of music is simpler? I think I have an answer.

It’s a yes. Yes I prefer old hindi movie songs because they are simpler, simpler to comprehend, simpler to sing.

I personally feel that not only me, but a majority of people are inspired by simplicity. It could be simple music or art or dance or work!

We all throw in so much into our lives that its hard to keep track and it keeps the mind boggled, which isn’t very comforting. Our thought processes, our methods are so complicated that its difficult to do simpler jobs. In other words its harder

to slow down. Its like an endless marathon of mental and physical activities.

(the following is a conversation with myself)

Me1: Why is it so necessary?

Me2: Well because if you don’t maintain your pace, you’re gonna be left behind.

Me1: Ok. But so what if we are left behind? What’s gonna happen?

Me2: You wont be successful.

Me1: Well, then what do you think about self satisfaction?

Me2: I will be satisfied if I am successful.

Me1: So basically the rest of the world running the endless marathon decides whether or not you’re satisfied? If you are successful in maintaining your pace with the others, you will be satisfied? What about your own values, your own goals, your own achievements? What about YOU as YOU?

Me2: Hmmm…..

BAM !

NOW we start thinking. Its funny how we don’t have self-satisfaction on our  ‘successful or not’ checklist.

Its simple, you’re successful if you’re satisfied! And not the other way around!

Lets take an example, the very common one. You give a speech for a competition, you think you were good. You don’t bag an award. There goes all the self confidence and we constantly look for places where we probably went wrong.

But do we ask ourselves – ‘ hey, I think I was pretty good out there. I didn’t get an award, but am I satisfied?’ Of course you are! The award should not decide whether or not you were satisfied with yourself!

Self satisfaction is all that counts, it’s the simple way, it’s the way things should be.

See? This is a very small example of how we can disentangle out thought processes.  

Its SIMPLE!

We look so hard to get inspired, when its right there in front of us!

Get inspired by simplicity !