Monday, March 28, 2011

SANKEY TANK.............NOT JUST A PLACE....!!!


The name mentioned above does not need an introduction for Bangaloreans. For the non-Bangalorean readers of this blog, Sankey tank is a place nearby my campus. It has an artificial lake and a walking track around it. I was introduced to Sankey 4 years ago. It was crush at first sight!!! J J The atrocities of student life did not allow me to progress beyond the stage of crush. Last year, after I got freedom from the shackles of exams, I re-discovered Sankey. The inert sparks were re-ignited after 4 long years. It took me a couple of visits, especially the late evening visits- right at the time of moonrise, to realise that I am in love with Sankey Tank!!


Sankey Tank


I am sure  I am not the only one having SPECIAL FEELINGS  for Sankey. It has a BIG fan following.  Each person has his/her reasons to love Sankey. My reasons compel me to go to Sankey as early as 6 am in the morning on a chilly winter and as late as 7.30 pm in the evening, when the care taker are about to close it. Sankey is much more than a walking/jogging park. It is a place where people from different homes come, experience the feeling of being a member of one big family- the Sankey Family- for some time, and go back, to come back the very next day.

Though I like going to Sankey at any time, my favourite times are dawn and dusk. It is amazing to see the sun spreading its arms in the sky and try to touch the water of the lake, erasing the darkness to bring rays of hope into our lives. Dusk is another favourite time- sitting on the bench near the tree there, looking at the sky through the gap  between the branches of the tree, the rising moon smiling at you, reflections of the street lamps over the water surface getting disturbed by the ripples, mild breeze wishing you good evening........WOW!!!!! What a view!!!

Sankey does not discriminate. People of all ages, sizes, casts, creeds, religions, colours enjoy coming here. Observing people is another favourite pastime. There are untold stories in each and every person’s life who comes there- some stories about germinating love, some newlywed stories with promises of creating a “ And they lived happily ever after” phenomena , some new-born stories lying happily in the pram and enjoying the joy ride with their  parents,  some stories are the regular house chores related, some office-politics related stories, some school going stories about incomplete home works,  some teenage stories of crushes at high school,  some middle-age stories about the empty nest after the children move out for higher studies, some elderly stories of caring ( and in some sad cases- uncaring) children and grand children. The most common story is the health conscious story, with an aim to lose weight and become fit- come what may!!!!

Every time I go to Sankey, I feel a sense of togetherness and unitedness with the people. Though I don’t know them, still we all have a thing in common- Love for Sankey. Sankey calms me, enlightens me, lifts my mood, becomes my companion in difficult times, motivates me, tickles my gray cells, inspires me............I can go on and on and on............. My every visit to Sankey ends with a promise- to return back soon for the next dose of Sankiness!!!!!!.....

Added attractions are the bhuttawalas, bhel puri walas,  ice cream and sweet corn vendors who complete the Sankey family....

So folks, those unlucky Bangaloreans who still don’t know what place am I talking about, plzzzzz visit Sankey at the earliest. You are missing something really special. For non-Bangalorean readers- If you ever happen to visit Namma Bengaluru, Sankey is a MUST VISIT place. I am sure you’ll connect with Sankey right in your first visit.

Sankey is really addictive.....!!!!

Monday, March 21, 2011

Childhood...........

The best time of life..........Golden time.........the most memorable time of life...........Most precious phase of life........

Childhood , indeed, is THE BEST phase of every person's life. Innocence, carefree mind and heart, 'I give a damn to what the world thinks about me' kinda attitude!!! Just following what the heart says and doing it.

No theories. No complications. no calculations and statistical analysis about the pros and cons.

Blank pages of brain eagerly  waiting for the world's knowledge to get printed. Asking endless number of questions- whys, hows, whats, which s, whens, wheres and an urge to find their answers. Smiling open heartedly-the most innocent and purest form of smile- reflecting God's love.  Crying for a small candy. Playing with children whom we don't even know- displaying team spirit; something which is rare to find among the so called GROWN UPS ( Though they pretend to have team spirit, but on introspection, we can find that all that is hollow, fake. All that remains in today's mean world is- Jealousy). Enjoying the blooming flowers, the rain, the rainbow, the sky, the sun, the moon, playing in the mud, making castles near the beach, launching paper rockets, barbie dolls, superman toys, screaming,getting drenched in the rain without bothering about falling ill, playing from dawn till the dusk, sleeping with no burdens on the mind ( wanna know what is SOUND SLEEP?? Watch a new born sleeping beside its mother). No race to win, no deadlines to finish, no competitions to quarrel for, no worry about the unpaid bills, no concerns about  growing age. Unaware of the pains and hurts the growing age will bring, children aspire to grow up soon. Its a mirage. Tempts when you look at it from a distance, but when you actually grow up, you repent and miss THOSE BEAUTIFUL DAYS.......!!!!!

I wish I could go back in time!!!! I wish I had a remote for our life, with a rewind button.!!! I wish I could relieve that beautiful phase!!!!

Jagjit Singh has aptly given tune to this desire......

Yeh daulat bhi le lo.....

Ye shoharat bhi le lo....

Bhale cheen lo.....mujh se meri jawaani...

Magar mujh ko lautaa do, bachpan ka saawan

Woh kaagaz ki  kashti...Woh baarish ka paani.....
Woh kaagaz ki kashti......Woh baarish ka paani.....

Sunday, March 20, 2011

CHOTI SI AASHA..............!!

Desire............Icchha..................Aasha.................Aasey............

Many synonyms...........but the wish remains the same.

They say that- Har insaan ke andar ek bachha hota hai. True.......None can deny this.  And the child’s heart has desires. It is the birth right of every child’s heart to dream. The tiny little innocent heart never calculates and analyzes the facts before building the nest of dreams. It dreams- because it wants to. All it aspires for is- small moments of happiness. Small ones; not big big dreams. It does not worry about whether the dream will come true or not. Unaware of the future, untouched by the pain of a shattered dream, it continues to dream.

Dil hai chota saa.......choti si Aasha...
Masti bhare mann ki......bholi si aasha......
Chaand taaron ko.....choone ki aasha......
Aasmaanoon main.........udaney ki aasha....
                                                                          ( from the movie ROJA )

Some dreams materialize into reality. Some unlucky ones get lost and loose track of their way somewhere in between the fantasy world of dreams and the practical real world. The tiny little child’s heart  gets hurt by the pain of disappointment and loss.  After all, the child cannot get everything his innocent  heart wishes for .........
Har ek ko mukkammal jahaan nahi milta..........
Kisi ko zameen nahi milti........kisi ko aasamaan nahi milta......

                                                                                ( Anonymous)

But the heart does not stop dreaming. It continues, with a hope that someday, the dream will come true; and it will learn to be happy again...!!! :-) :-) after all........hope is the rope which helps humans to climb mountains............. So, don’t lose hope.......!!!

My question is- Why go through so much of hurt and pain???? Why make things so complicated?? Why dream????? And if dreams are so inseparable a part of our life, why didn’t God give us a List of DO’s and Don’ts before he gave us the authority and power to dream??? Things would have been so simple!!!! No room for hurts.... No pains.....No sufferings..... Dreaming about  only that which is   within our reach; and feeling happy after that dream becomes reality. Sounds neat, isin’t it???

Had life  been so simple  and easy, we would have never bothered to disturb God to solve our problems. In fact, we would not have had any problems.  Dreaming and getting it. As simple as that!!! Insaan ko rokane wala koi nahi hota......He would become invincible.

   Alas, the scene is different.......

We are not super humans. We are normal humans, with normal powers and ENDLESS number of desires. Somehow, we have got used to the vicious cycle of desires, dreams and reality- We desire, we  dream, some of them come true; some don’t; we get hurt; feel sad; but without loosing HOPE ; we build a new nest of DREAM.......

A few lines from the title track of an old TV  Serial explain it well.........


Seene  mein hai dil ye chota saa..
Dil mein hoti choti si aashaa......
Chanda aur sitaare isme.....
Dharti ke nazaare isme....
Gehraa hai ye saagar ke jaisaa......

Bhola bhala dil hi to hai...
Kuch ye chaahta..kuch ye maangataa....
Meethe meethe khwaabon sa....
Pyaasa dil hi to hai.....

Choti si aashaa......
Choti si aashaa......