Redefining Life - Recreating meanings

     Picture credits - Ip.Panda.org Whenever I’m caught up in a moral quandary, my mother’s “childhood chronicles” have always come in handy. My mother has lived a warm and endearing childhood by loitering around and learning from the most kind and sensibly principled souls, the “unbiased way of life”, which most of the time allows her to sight the right and bust the confusions if any. On the other side, my life up till now, that has been encased with innumerable anomalous events, which were both amusing and bemusing at different times, has indeed persuaded me to shape all my beliefs and principles in a way that has strongly dissuaded me to be of the world and this hardship of not being able to tune in with the world has put me under constant contemplation about the accuracy of my doctrines. One gloomy afternoon, it was raining cats and dogs, I was in my living room reading a philosophical book and my mother was sitting beside me peeling some fresh peas, when I happene...

  “Oldie uncle” as we fondly address him, is our dearest family friend with whom we share a bittersweet relation but mostly sweet. He is the oldest acquaintance of ours who, a month ago was triumphant in witnessing his 91st revolution of earth and is too dependent on himself, oops! I think we call such people “independent” right? He’s one adamant champ who wants everything his way because he assumes to possess an unblemished clarity about life as he has had the longest travel of this ultimate journey than any of us. Uncle holds this invariant opinion that most of the millennials are living an intensely decadent life without possessing any will to sincerely comprehend its (life’s) beauties and realities. Hence he is always ready with the “master advices” based on his own hypothesis which he randomly throws at us, where most of the times, it seldom fits the situation and turns out to be a “zero utility” moment, however, he always renders his explanations with utmost humility and si...

                                                                             Pic credits- channelpartnersonline.com    “ 2017 ”, the year I hit 25, the year I quit the so-called most preferred “bank job” which I had superficially believed to be my dream career and directed all my efforts towards the same without a plan B, the year I earned money and also lost all of it in a jiffy , the year my health solidly bottomed out like never before, the year, my mind that was unconscious until then, suddenly gained consciousness as it was undressed to the originalities of life and then it was also the year I lost a piece of my heart, the secret behind my resilience, the major contributor to my doctrine of life, the person who celebrated my existence the most, my CAPTAIN, as I wish to address him...

Pic credits- nutraingredients-usa.com   “I was ten years old, brilliant as a student, an all-rounder, flourishing in both curriculum as well as extra-curricular activities. And then I turned 15, I was clear about my passion and had decoded my field of interest and how I wanted my life to be. By the end of post-graduation, I had my dream job in hand followed by a rapidly progressive flawless career. And now, I am 28, living a perfect life, enjoying the fruits of my hard work and a sight of my glorious life literally from “cloud 99” yes its “99”. Ahhhhhh!! Is this what we call a “Second to none” feeling? ……….  While I was in a euphoric state, smiling to myself like a proud peacock, I could hear a loud exasperating sound which my brain failed to figure out until my dad barged into my room, turned off the alarm and forced me to wake up, when only I realized that I was in a state of “false euphoria” as it was just a “Perfect dream of a perfect life”. “Perfect life”? – Wow! What a ...