Unbounded Randomness

“Oh F***!”,   I exclaimed as I saw Sandra Bullock drift apart from her space station into an ever expanding, everlasting, unbounded universe! I was obviously watching ‘Gravity 3D’. What do you do if you are ever stuck in such a situation? Not a simplest clue. Even with the latest cutting edge technology that Man has ever garnered in all these years or with the ability to travel to Moon, Mars or any planet you name, we are still completely helpless if we are ever lost in space. Left to the mercy of asteroids, space debris, light rays, gravity and electromagnetic radiations! Left on the mercy of something, we have no idea about. And then not to forget, there is this newcomer called ‘Dark Matter’ which will also be present to greet us without revealing any knowledge about it. When we define natural world, should this only limit of our planet or even beyond it? The way life is supported and encouraged on our planet by the so called ‘Nature’, why is it not supported in space...

Horray….. its 5.30 in the evening and its Friday! Happiness in the air, party on my mind and pizzalicious taste on my mouth! What an uplifting feeling. I can’t believe I am able to achieve this unbounded, buoyant happiness every single Friday! I don’t need any books or speeches or courses to preach me about mantras of happy life. It just has to be a Friday evening. How cool is that? But the only question is why does it always have to be this time of the week? Is it because I don’t have to do office work for the next two days? Is it because I get to meet my friends? Is it because I think I deserve a break after slogging for the 5 days? Is it because I think I earn good money and here’s my opportunity on spending it on food, shopping or movies? Is it because I know the whole world has a holiday for next two days and so it is almost a festive atmosphere in the air? I really don’t know, but it feels like my happiness is so much decided by the external factors of my world. What ...

It’s almost a fashion now to join a Yoga class, what with all the Yoga trousers, Yoga tops, yoga mats and to top it all - CDS of special divine music to sooth your ears. Could it get any better? Well, I am no exception to this and I just love going to a Yoga class. Partly for the above reasons and partly to keep my body fit and flexible without running on the treadmill endlessly. So, when they announced in the office that there will be new Yoga classes starting every week for office employees, I jumped on the opportunity and enrolled immediately. Now the only task remaining was to convince some other people to join me, so I won’t feel that I am the only one being targeted for a laugh and then do the most interesting task – shop some Yoga clothes and yoga mat. If you are an Indian then it is almost impossible that you have never learnt Yoga. By some or the other means we are always targeted by Yoga teachers at school, or some Yogic in summer camp activities   o...

Its two’o clock in the midnight and I am sitting on my bed wide awake, milk bottle in one hand and a nappy in other. Looking at my baby sleeping peacefully on my lap, his breathing even and deep, I am now assured he is in his deep sleep. I seem to have achieved a momentary break in my relentless night schedule. Limited sleep with unexpected alarms has now propelled me into a highly alert state of mind. You might even say that I am ‘Awakened’. And then a thought crosses my mind. What is really motherhood? Is it about changing nappies on time? Or about feeding the baby enough or making him sleep with your impromptu lullabies? I am sure it is something to do with teaching him the good manners or making him study the best possible courses to ascertain his future.   Or May be not. It has got to be all that plus a lot more. After all, it is the most highly regarded job in the world!   Motherhood….the word   suggests an array of millions of passionate feelings and the f...

Torrential rain was blinding the windscreen of my car as my wipers struggled under the weight of water. The speedometer read 70mph and I was scared to death, as neither could I see the road clearly nor I knew where I was headed. The evening of that spring, in the land of Brits, was one of my worst nightmares. I agree, that boredom is the inspiration of all adventures but that evening, my boredom was coupled with exhaustion; and it definitely was not the correct recipe for an adventure. I lived in a city called Milton Keynes about 50 miles north of London. It was not so common to get indian sweets in my city and so I decided to drive to a new shop that had opened just outside the city to buy some nice Indian sweets. I had never driven there before but I was excited to discover this new route.   At sharp 5.30 I left my office, rather in a hurry as I knew the shop would close at 6. As I entered my car and opened the left compartment, I did not find my Sat Nav there. Damn! ...

When Richard , my colleague, asked me “ So what is it exactly that you miss about your country ?”,my mind was suddenly filled with images and events of relatives , friends, college, school, food, movies and an endless list got created in my mind. We were sitting at our desks on the computer in our posh office in London and chatting about ‘how so many Indians come to UK in search of better life’. I, as always, was explaining everyone about the differences in India and UK. I always wondered what these British people must be thinking about we foreigners, invading their country, creating competition for jobs , building temples around, changing their taste buds to ‘curries’ and making their lifestyle more diverse , fast and colourful. The’ Indianism’, as I have named it, is a fast growing culture spreading throughout the globe. Indians are opportunists and they have reached all the places in the world where there is opportunity to grow, learn, earn and prosper. They have strong foundati...

That whole day I was in the kitchen. Didn’t know it would take me so long for such a simple task. Some things which you see from your childhood, you start assuming they are very simple and easy to do. It’s like when you see your elder brother riding a bicycle or your dad fixing the bulb or your mom cooking. These are all simple day to day activities which anyone should be able to accomplish. But as they say, you can’t tell how deep the water is unless you put your foot into it. I had just got married and was striving to achieve the ‘Best Wife’ title. Many of my friends had given me the advice that ‘Cooking’ is the best way to get to a man’s heart. Well, if that’s the key, I was determined to find it. My husband liked Chapatis a lot. I had managed cooking curries well in the past but this was a new battlefield for me. I was about to enter the arena of ‘making chapatis’. It’s a very simple process, I believed. Buy the ‘Chapati Atta’ (Wheat flour). Mix it with the right amount of wate...