Mitti Avazan Mardi … Acctually…!!!

Day started early , the smell of ma ironing a beautiful pair of salwar kamiz just been pulled outta the safest corner of the cupboard smelling a fresh auroma of moth free balls which are put in every nook and corner of ma’s closet( to over insure the safety of her precious collection of sarees and suits and havnt we all made fun of her for this religious exercise of hers at some point or other of our lives ) anyway, all dressed for a wedding ,another of my brother is scheduled to be sacrificed today of the freedom that only a single stature can enjoy, yes hes getting married!

The marriage is out of ordinary scheduled to be done at the village and not in any flashy expensive city palaces or hotels, as the couple wants to take vows in the gurudwara they held close to their hearts and remembering going their childhood days spend in the village, plus to mark an auspicious occasion and a point in your life don’t you want to do things differently?

Not really found of attending weddings but as I grow up I see cousins more close and known to me tying knots instead of strangers whose weddings you find the most boring occasions attended in your life, these are far more fun now. So I agree to drive ma and my self to the village and plus I had no idea when was the last I ever went to a village, something draws me to these places where a complete town equivalence of a population lives like a family and is unaware of the evils right from pollution to cheats that exists in the urban society.

So we set off to my ma’s village after I googled up to the forgotten ways of this part of Punjab. Was a 2 hours plus drive , couldnt ask for a better head start to a day for a person who loves to be behind the wheel and on the road.
A quick visit to the nearest filling station, got my ford loaded and checked for the drive and we set off. I felt good to see what the previous govt (congress) did for Punjab the wide roads nicely painted and marked , made it easier for us to navigate our way out.
But highways could get boring ,specially if you driving with your mother ( wink , no pun intended) so I put on my FM but remote areas dint catch the city stations so I switched to my CD payer and found few of my cds missing from the stack and few of dads classics slid in instead. Ahhhh… I couldnt believe my ears and confirmed with my mum if it was what I was hearing that it is what I thought it was … yeh whatever…! But it was!
Yamla Jatt ! hes an old folk music artist of Punjab probably the oldest and the most popular of all times , what Rumi was for Afghanistan ,he was to of early punjab!
His words in my head , few I couldnt comprehend so I resorted to my mother now and then to get meanings to typical words of Punjabi no longer used, but all it did was MAKE SENSE up there between my ears just as Godsmack does to me , he must have been the Godsmack to my father .
So picture the scene , villages ( though pretty modern to times), green fields( often gold), fresh sunlight ( luckily the temp is rising now), wide roads( accompanied by row of fig trees arched over the highway from both sides ,with gold leaves dangling delicately few already on the ground which make a crushing music beneath the tyres,gives a feeling of as you walking actually driving into heaven!just as the bride walks up her aisle to her love!).
It was a drive I remembered doing couple of times with dad during much younger days,brought me flashbacks of those times.

But then this strange thing happened as we were trying to locate the house of my uncle that belonged to my Maternal grand father long long time back , I told my ma to relax because maybe I know the way . she said she herself dint know, how could I do cuz all I ever came there was probably 10 or 15 years back and not more than couple of times .
But I let her complain at every turn I made and within few minutes we were right where we were suppose to be !
I still cant believe my self for that. Its kinda got me thinking , I guess some places are worth remembering the ways to of , for a better reason. I had mine and it as all worth it .
Meeting my cousins after years, coming to this gurudwara with a historic profile ,and in whose building of contained a hand of my grand father’s!
It felt great…made my day!!!


Peace to the departed and love to all who dwell in the remains of their’s.

Have a nice day!

PURPOSE TO LIFE!

Purpose of your life:


On reading a lot on the this subject and having prelonged discussions with pretty much learned and experienced peaople i have come across my life , this toipc i found to be the most intresting and i know you all would agree with me.So in order to pass on my insight im writting what all bit that could make sence to me and the best i coud put it into words.
Ps- {this is just the begining,the story is yet to follow.There is deeper knowledge yet to be tapped and when and how it is shall be passed on.}
The whole purpose to be on this earth plane is for your soul to evolve and go back to the light from which it came. In order to do this you must experience "Love" and let go of any fears. We are joined in from lifetime to lifetime by "helpers" with whom we refer to as "Soul mates". There are two types of Soul mates: Companions and Karmic.First we need to explain your soul's purpose.Imagine in your mind: God, The Creator as energy of LOVE….whatever you believe in. Imagine this as a huge Ball of energy/light. We begin our journey as being part of this energy/light. While we are part of this light we are joined by other energies or souls who have the same purpose as we do. That is to come back to the light and to learn about this Divine energy. Our purpose is to remember who we are………we are Love, we have God within us, and we are all one. We make agreements with these other souls before we separate from this light that we will go through certain lessons and learn from them and return to the light ONCE WE HAVE LEARNED. The agreements we make with other souls is that they will help us to achieve this goal. We all have the same goal. The difference is that different souls have different purposes! Twin Flames and Soul mates are very different from one another.Soul matesAnyone already familiar with the concept of a soul mate is probably a bit of a romantic. Many people confuse soul mate relationships with Twin flame. There is a huge difference between the two. The difference between Twin Flames and Companion Soul mates and Karmic Soul mates is that Twin Flames are connected as one Spirit/divided to help one another reconnect. Companion Soul mates and Karmic Soul mates have their own "soul/spirit" and are here to "help" an individual soul with their path. The Path is The Path to Enlightenment.

A soul mate is a mirror and a mirror tends to reflect perfectly. What we see in another soul represents what we see in ourselves. For ultimately we have the same goal…….to be love. A companion soul mate is one that makes an agreement to help us in the lifetime that helps us to learn lessons. Many are project-oriented, well-mated, often have similar physical features, and who are extremely compatible.
While it is true that the soul mate condition may have been established by shared physical experiences over a long period, the relationship is often more than just physical attraction. There exists the capacity to help each other at the mental, as well as, the physical level.
In many cases, once a project is completed, there may be no further need for the relationship and the togetherness vanishes. Companion soul mates are not necessarily marriage partners.

So we all must identify the flames,soulmates and the Karmic mates of our life to help our soul to meet its goal and purpose as soon and as best it can.
Life needs to be lived, so why not the the hilt and without the guilt and having to have reborn again to start all over again. Its like falling in a school grade which no one approves of.

Some levels of life have to be passed without re-takes and there are no extra lives to built to help you on your wrong or missed choices.

THINK ABOUT IT!!!

Buyin a ticket to trouble

Still resorting to turning up at the reservation counters to book tickets for the trains i walked in the office to be in for a surprise that despite no holiday season the plc was full of men unusually crowded.
The only advantage to being a woman in a country like ours is we get the facility to form lines that secure the females of the inconvenience to stand in long queue full of 'bhaiyas'!

But this day as i maneuvered between these men trying to find the queue that gets me closest to the counter i find my self drawing a lot of hussle bussle among the long queue consisting of 60-70 odd 3rd or 4th class employees men who look at me as if i was a virus who could explode into a disaster any time ,so they keep a close watch yet pass lude comments
and leave sighs ... uugghh....for a min i looked around n thought to my self am i buying a ticket to trouble instead?
as i stood there requesting for my request to be tended to first, and i be out as soon as possible but it got worse , men got more agitated telling me to move back to the line and wait with them , i was able to shut off few around me telling them that its in the law book that females
are entitled to be attended first at such crowded places, and there point held no meaning to me, as I turned and I was facing this face right up to my nose ,she’s another young woman like me who has been enduring this harassment before me and has found her solace in me ,another companion and warned me not to listen to these men and just stand there and wait till I bought my ticket and was out .

I did buy my ticket after a lot of compromises with having men stepping into my circle of comfort and I being aware of their gazes undress me right in front of my eyes , but being a girl in this country , a female adapts to this cycle of accepting and ignoring the very fact of how men treat the sight of women on streets, the foremost even before she’s aware of her feminism.

Well my point of drawing this incidence is to awaken the consciousness we all already have ,as we all (women) for once or the other while have got into a tiff with a mob of men following a lot of indecent argument to which despite of the female holding her rightly point out would still loose to the male dominance.

Women don’t need just a place in an office to work with the men counterpart, but the respect and acceptance just as the rest, they don’t need the freedom to walk n travel on streets and worldwide independently but the security and integrity from fellow human beings to be called equals.

Its true men and women can never be weighed in the same balance and declared hence equals , but cant we just have the peace of mind to walk n move without the fact of knowing that there are few gazes that we don’t want us to be following!
In all this turmoil cant we just have a bit of a chivalry shown or is it too much to ask for???