Wednesday, 5 August 2015

The man in the crisp white shirt

In our life we come across so many people. Some we get to know and others just pass by even before our brain registers their existence. And then there are others whom we pass by daily in our daily routine. two strangers whose paths are meant to cross daily yet never get to know them. I have encountered many such people in local trains, office and on the road but one face stuck to me in my conscience and unknowingly inspires we on some dark gloomy days of my life. He is a man in his eighties who lives near my house. What was most striking about him was his crisp white shirt and grey pant which he wore daily, A very small man who looked like a non Indian. He used to march down the road everyday evening.   I always wondered where he comes from and where he goes daily at the same time. I have never seen him with anyone nor seen him speaking to anyone. I used to look forward to seeing him pass by and draw inspiration from him thinking that we all should be like him irrespective of our age always stand tall, be well dressed and put the right foot forward ready to face the world. 

Unknowingly that small man in his crisp white shirt became my inspiration. So I believe that sometime even by small everyday things we do we unknowingly set an example for others. All we need to do is put our best foot forward and go wherever life takes us

Wednesday, 25 March 2015

Malayalee Manga in Rio

I came to this country with a lot of apprehensions and doubts whether I would be able to adjust and fit in here. I was warned by many well wishers and friends to think twice before following my hubby into this strange land which was famous for mafia and drug lords gang wars. Some even warned me about taking my soon to be teenager son to a land of scantily clad women. I was thus prepared for the worst even before I set foot on this soil. I guess the saying Forewarned is forearmed is true. For when I set foot i was very much prepared for all the hardships that were in store for me. 

I was pleasantly surprised to find myself in a place which looked so similar to my own home town of Mumbai that I felt I was home right from my first day here. Although I must add a much nicer cleaner version of Mumbai. Life was not what I was expecting. I fell is love with the green mountains and clean blue sea. It was like love at first sight. I felt I was in heaven. It felt like I was on a life long vacation. Gone were the honks and the loud noises. All there was is a deafening silence. There were days when I longed to hear some noise, missed the noise of life around you but soon silence filled my heart and soul and I was at peace with myself. After coming here I am so relaxed and stress free. Rio does that to you. The people of rio are always happy and relaxed and I guess it is the soul of this city that has this calming effect on all.