City of Temples
This is the welcome board which is placed at the exit of the airport. The roads were good,wide and well maintained. There was nothing much which ignites the mind of a youngster on both sides of the road.So its better to enjoy the music in the car rather than sights outside.The doors of the guest house were wide open with two guys on both the sides all set to welcome the guest.The view outside the balcony of the guest house was good and green but not as green as God’s own country.The change in appetite is always a challenge but to have a sound sleep in a new place is more of a challenge.The more you know your job, the more exciting it becomes.A group of people are waiting at office to enter into your life either as a villain or as a hero. To have these feelings early in the morning gives you the real high and brings a smile on one's face. As expected the villains and heroes were casted and an eventful 3 days passed by.Weekend in a place away from hometown is always exciting.At a place which is christened as city of temples the option left for the weekend is a temple visit.To live up to the name, one of the famous temple was selected.On the way, was broad and straight roads which gives the feel of a metro.But soon it gained the religious touch with people in the religious attire and cows all around.This is seen even in metro alike areas.“Cows cows everywhere but not a piece for them to eat”. Thats the way cows are treated in that state and is worshiped. Cows should definitely get a nationalised channel which speaks for them. This might help all the cows in various states of the country to gather here and save their souls. Hope they won’t form groups and split the channel into various sub channels to support their group. Pushing aside the cows, the beautiful entrance of the temple was seen. As the rate for the auto was fixed there was no bargaining on it but soon the sound of 100s and 500s were all around from the mouth of the so called guides. Lot of packages were offered but it was damn expensive for a s/w professional at the time of recession . So pushing aside the guides, mobile phones and slippers were to be given to a 'seconds' shop. The word seconds shop was used because the rate for taking care of these belongings is somewhat equivalent to seconds price of it but with the difference that they will be returned.To see the temple from front is a real beauty, with architecture at its best. The door of the main deity was closed for some pooja and the time to explore the sacred place was there. The temple was so beautiful that we even forget to pray and the path ways were so complicated which make us think about the importance of a guide. But if the feeling of getting lost is not there, its interesting to explore the beauty. The main deity is still a suspense and yet to be explored. The mantras they enchant at each deity enrich and refresh our mind. To get the view of the main deity is always a challenge in any temple. So such feelings started to creep up. Some advices were taken from the people around and a step towards the deity was made.“This is the temple which a person who follows the way of Hinduism should visit”. These was the statements which started framing up in the subconscious mind. There was a huge chant of mantras which began to give the real feel of spirituality. The presence of God was felt everywhere and the mantras were strong enough to channelize the thoughts of a complex human mind onto that single huge door .Even a small sound will give us the feel that the door was about to open. The best thing to do at this time is to close your eyes and hear the mantras and wait for that sound of the door. Finally it happened, the huge door opened. “Shambo Mahadeva” is what that came from the son of God’s own country, with eyes wide open and in search of the deity. Where is the deity? Where is God? Is it the wrong door? The sight was shocking.10 Humans standing in front and conducting auction for Prasad.“Dus rupaya dus rupaya,Prasad dus rupaya”.Now whats this? What went wrong? Was it the wrong door?lack of guidance?Nothing ,the much awaited deity was there sitting behind the 10 people ,in a state, neither he can see his disciples nor his disciples can see him.The statements which formed in the subconscious mind vanished, mind was clear and blank and speechless.Even the motionless will be pushed out of the place as more and more disciples rushed in, to see the deity. The way to exit was clear and to reach the exit was the only thought in mind.The things which were sold at the seconds shop had to be retrieved and without a bargain the rate for auto was fixed and back to the broad roads heading towards home.Hinduism is never a religion, its a way of living and if the temples shows that this is the way to live ,the faith in this great philosophy will be lost. No city can be named as city of temples or churches or mosques or whatever man-made structures, as the real city of temples is within yourself where God actually exists.

Billu Barber

”Lakshman please come to my cabin”. As usual was chatting, solving issues, enjoying with friends at the pantry and was thinking about the evening plans when I heard those words.PM called me and asked me to go to Orissa. If it was said to a robot,it would obey without any second thought. But the human in me, initiated the thinking process. First thought was about my family. My sister and family were there at home. They had come down for vacation and would return in August. My sister’s kids, it’s very hard to part with them. I had seen them from the day they were born and was there in my house till the age of 4.Am gonna miss them. That’s for sure. Even though these thoughts went through my mind, nothing much I could do about it.Situations made me nod my head like a robot. So the coming tuesday was fixed for me to reach Orissa.It was Wednesday. A plan was under progress by my family to visit Cochin, Vegaland and finally hit a family resort. As the vacation plan couldn’t be rescheduled to any other day, everything was fixed at a fast pace. Tickets were booked for me and my family. It was one of the most wonderful journeys I ever had to Cochin via train. We didn’t even see the boards of the stations which passed by .Two days I enjoyed to the core and then on Sunday we packed our bags and headed towards the resort. We fell in love with the resort. It was love at first sight. We had a walk along the beautiful pathways and to add up to our excitement we came to know that some shooting was going on. Everyone got excited and couldn’t believe our eyes. The star which my sister and her sister in law wanted to meet was there. He was handsome and to add up he was my school mate. One year senior to me. Even though I didn’t know him personally, my role as billu barber was casted by my family. My family felt that this was the golden opportunity to meet him,as he was my,' the Billuz' schoolmate. Shooting was progressing and as he was really busy we went to our room and got fresh. The tension in me was growing and I was sure that this billu story will have a different climax. But as lakshman ban gaya billu there was no option left other than to go and meet him. With God’s grace when we came back from our cottage we came to know that the shooting got packed up and the stars had already left. Wow, I felt great. The day was mind-blowing, we had our dinner and continued our chit chat for a while along the pool side. It was the most beautiful pool I have ever seen in a resort. In fact, the longest pool. It a real treat for the eyes to see the beauty of the resort in the night.
Day 2 at resort. Start camera action. This is what I heard early morning. Was like get up billu, your time is up. After having breakfast we headed towards the place of shooting. They were shooting the last sequence of a song. Stars were almost relaxed and we saw them resting at a place. My bro in law told that this is it. Now is the time to go and speak with him. My time is up. The billu in me should come out. We headed towards the star. The beautiful pool was there on our way but I couldn’t see it.I was completely tensed. I was completely blank.billu billu billu.Yes there he sits, with all his makeup and waiting for his next shot. But for me it was start camera action.
Me:Hi
Star:Hi
Me:I was junior in school.
Star:Is it?
Me :Yeah
Star:ok(head away and expected the next step to be a autograph or photo session)
Me:Oh this is my bro in law
Star:oh hi
Bro in law:We are a great fan of you
Star: smile
Me :Fine nice meeting you bye.
Star :bye
Pack up was what I said to myself.
My scene was over. My family thought I will become a billu barber but my role was destined to be different. I don’t blame the star as he knew me very little at school. As an actor he had nothing to loose but if the way you behave and the words you say can influence millions then take it as an opportunity to bring a change. The change, to make things better. That makes a person the real hero.
Frustrations apart, I had a very memorable journey along with my family..Billu smiles :).

HERO AND VILLAIN

A hero without a villain won’t exist. The existence of a hero is well defined by the villain. Just like in movies there are villains and heroes in every aspect of life. Unlike movies the heroes and villains keep changing their roles. I would say a more life like a movie would be the one where we can see the hero of the movie turn out to be the villain towards the end. Nothing is defined. A person who seems to be a villain today can turn out to be a hero tomorrow and vice versa. A dad, who was the hero of a girl during her childhood, turns out to be a villain in her life when she starts making her own choice. A boy friend who was a hero for a girl can turn out to be the villain when she finds a better one. One day, the person you disliked most might turn out to be the real hero in your life. Even the perspective of a person with which he or she looks at another person makes him a hero or villain. Nothing remains the same in life. An honest person will become dishonest one day. Evil becomes good. God becomes Satan. Even the character of a person doesn’t remain the same. If he remains the same he has never lived. A chair can remain at the same place for ever without any change. This is not the same with humans. A person with the same character through out his life is equivalent to the chair just mentioned. The entire life is not a drama, whereas every single moment in life is a drama. Like great actors we don’t have to wait for chances to come, to sign up for movies but just have to wait for a moment in life to come. Characters and roles are decided at the very moment. Make up is natural. Lights camera, action. There is no retake. Some will take the role of supporting actors some as silent characters and then comes the hero and villain. The hero and villain as said here has no gender. The hero of one movie will become the villain or some other characters in the next. In this way the villain of one moment becomes a hero in the very next. Its better you always don’t try to be a hero, as your role will destine to be something else. To show that you’re the real hero, your goodness is well projected by the badness or the villainous act of the bad one. It’s the villain who brings out the entire heroic act in you. No super hero movie would have survived without an equally powerful villain. The reactions and actions of a person is not decided by the way he is brought up or the way he was educated but a series of events or skits or dramas or movies which have happened few days before in his life. That’s why it’s often said, humans can’t be the same. They keep on changing. So if you think that you have become a villain in one person’s life, just wait, wait for the moment where your role is destined to become a hero.

Secret

Secret is a wonderful object to hold in life.The object is possessed by each and every living and non living thing on earth.Even the people who claim to be the biggest open books and who says that they spit what ever that come to their mind, has a secret to hold or share.A secret always exist between two things.For a living thing it will either be with its heart or with another living thing.Where as for a non living it share only with its heart. A non living thing may have a lot of secrets to share but it simply keeps it within.A secret has got a life.It starts with two entities.Later when ages pass by the number of entities increases and the secret gradually dies.This is not true for non living things.For them a secret is an eternal thing. The word secret has many shades.It varies with individuals.For me there are only 3 shades .Black,Grey and White. For every relation I made in life I have a secret to share.If some of my friends who reads this article think that they don’t have a secret to share with me,my reply would be you or your existence itself is a secret that many others who know me wont know.The moment a secret has taken birth either within or with an individual its color will be black. It is the heart which decides upon whether the secret should stay black or to pass it onto other shades.When a secret is between two individuals its just like a new born baby.When the shade changes to grey, it is during this time when the secret gets shared with more number of entities, the secret will be like a teenager with full of life and it turns out to be an eagerness or thrive to share the secret. As it gets passed onto many, old age of secret arrives. That is when for me, the secret turns white. And gradually it dies.My shades of secrets helps me to rejuvenate the relations I hold. There are many black secrets which I hold with my heart which I would like to make it grey and pass it on to my younger generation for them to laugh upon and also to think upon.I would prefer to have atleast one black secret in all my relations which never changes its color and will be shared only between the two.This one will be the life in all my relations and when the day comes, when I turn into ashes,the secret still exist and will stay eternal.