Me in Panipat, Haryana

22nd November 2008, my first day in panipat, Haryana. I was filled with a lot of hope, excitement, anxiety and a whole lot of enthusiasm to win over my former self. I met a new family where I am supposed to live as a tenant and I have a new person whom I call my flat mate. I have new people around me and a new language, in fact a new accent too. Everything around me is new and unknown but the most beautiful thing is they dint seem to me to be so unknown that I could not connect myself. I think this is the beauty of life. Because from the core we all are connected to each other but through different bodies. We humans are like pieces of a jigsaw puzzle. Each piece has some part more and some part less and the picture gets complete only when we fit into each others. No part is less than the other. Each one is important to complete the picture without even neglecting even the smallest and the minutest one. Strange, a very simple logic, applied in games that we call a child’s play but so tuff that we all fail to complete the picture even as its time for us to die.

Who said that we always need a sailor ship or a never ending ocean to complete a voyage? It’s all around us, on land, in air and in sea.

When I came to this new land, which we call the land of the ‘JATS’, I got to know some new things again. My new office, my new colleagues, my constant stride to arrange for some bloody 4 wheeler that nearly took away my peace and my cash too, the lady who shared her life with me and her constant mental turmoil that pulled me and my mother into a high voltage whirlpool, every little thing was happening to teach me something and like every human dud I could not get it across my head. And now that my towers have begun to catch some signals my mind is at some better peace.

Be it my happy go lucky and extra brain cracking colleagues whom I observe with a lot of awe and amusement or my landlord’s family who took my heart with a beauty that a family bond can be such an amazing blessing which I witnessed on the birthday of their little daughter, makes life so much meaningful and the material world such an understatement.

No matter they speak a different language or eat different food or wear clothes differently but when it comes to affection, love and bonding each state, every country and all religions speak the same language. Reason very simple: all of the above come from that source from where we originate and where we all are meant to return.