Ektara....

What do you think about life?

Is it something really hard-bond, meticulously crafted structure, labelled as "Handle with care".....?

Or just as simple as A,B,C ?

It's the way you look at it....or to be more precise, it's the way you want it to be...

If you are not happy with life you're living, that is because, you are not allowing yourself to be happy.  Keeping life stressed throughout the day generally ends up in more stressed life. Happy life begets happiness in you. This is the law of life. As you sow, so shall you reap.

Don't look for it. It's there somewhere. You just need to be happy for seeking happiness.

I was wondering yesterday, how a day like this could end in such a relaxed way. I was totally pissed off in the office, with too much workload, got some fatal errors in work and then enjoyed an inevitable 'advice' by the seniors. It's not too rare for me to leave the office at 9-9:30. Best part - I got relatively vacant train.

I generally enjoy train journey by hanging at the gate and singing whatever I feel like singing. It's a nice stress buster for me. But yesterday, i didn't feel like singing. I was just thinking....thinking about what went wrong in the day. Suddenly I saw two guys coming inside the train - perhaps after Mahim. Their looks and dressing was indicating that they were certainly not those who travels in the first class, although not exactly like beggars. I saw an ektara in left hand of one of them and other one holding a typical violin and it was easy  to guess what they would be going to do now. It was not a new sight for me...may be for none of those who is regular train traveller.

One started with his ektara and other with the violin and started with a song - ek pyaarka nagma hai. Both were really playing it with all their heart,with their eyes closed. It was a welcome feeling for me. I could see something else then. They were already out of the existing world. One song after the other. They seemed to be expert in their field, as they played some difficult ones too. One of the passengers was so obsessed with their art that he offered ten rupees notes to them. But they were busy in playing. They did not bother to accept the note at that moment. It was surprising. They were not like normal beggars as i thought before.

Train halted at Vile Parle. They just stopped playing, accpeted whatever they received. A young couple, completely impressed by their distinguished performance, offered them something special. The guy wanted the artists to sing his favorite song at some higher price, certainly to impress his lady. The one who Ektara replied firmly - Saab, gaane to ham hamarehi pasandke bajaate hain. Apko pasand aaye to paisa do. Dusreke pasandka sunanemein kya maza?  

I was totally stunned by the last line. I was sure they would have easily played the songs of couples' choice, but they were certainly not moved by an offer for higher money. They wanted to play something that they could enjoy too. I was wondering how a beggar looking guy seek happiness in his own music and I cannot come out of my small, compressed world. I really felt as if it was a lesson for me to pursue my passion rather than cribbing about how miserable I feel about my life.

Happiness is within me. I just failed to find it last night.