Thankful

thankful

Today as I walked back from work, the wind was just right. The light was just right. The sky reminded me of the times I spent in Singapore. Those over long working days that end up in open sky market bar with great food, drinks and friends. It reminded me of where I was and where I have reached. It reminded me of all the crazy hard work that went into me during those times. It was all fun. Writing code, getting drunk, writing more code. I miss those days. That evening where after a long day of work, me and my buddy would sit down and talk about everything under the sky.

It also made me feel very thankful. I am thankful for the life I live. I am thankful for the people I work with. I am thankful for great friends I have. Looking back I see a long string of memories wound tightly around me. Looking back I reflect on the minutes, hours and days that made me what I am today. Every day I thank *Universe* for where it has gotten me. If there is a hidden hand that maneuvers our lives, I feel it tonight. I feel how it’s shaping my thoughts, my feelings and my life. I feel how much I am blessed.

I am Thankful.

Maula Mere Maula

Urdu is a beautiful language. It’s known for it’s poetic nature. The depth of one single word that could touch and invoke so many feelings – is locked in Urdu. Shayari – which is poetry in Urdu is a popular form of entertainment in India. People mix it up with Hindi. Hyderabad is very well know in India for it’s Urdu and specific dialect of it.

Urdu is also extensively used in another form of entertainment called Qawwali. A group performance. Now and then Bollywood adopts few qawwali songs and makes them mainstream. It depends on who writes these songs. Javed Akhtar is one of the few gems who can write beautiful poetic urdu songs. This one which I love is from the movie Delhi 6. It’s kinda hard to translate Urdu to English because there is so much lost in translation. But the core of it, I have it below.

Arziyaan Sari Mein, Chehre Pe Likh Ke Laaya Hoon – All the requests, are written on my face
Tumse Kya Mangu Mein, Tum Khud Hi Samjah Lo…What can I ask from you my Lord, I think you  understand
Ya Maula…, Maula Maula Maula Mere Maula  – Yes Lord… My Lord

Dararein Dararein Maathe Pe Maula – Lines of fate on my forehead
Maramat Mukdar Ki Kar Do Maula, Mere Maula – Take  control of fate/ fortune, my Lord
Tere Dar Pe Jhuka Hoon Meeta Hoon Bana Hoon – Am bowing at your feet, have fallen, and recovered
Marammat Mukdar Ki Kar Doo Maula – Improve my fortune/destiny, O Lord

Thankful for Sahana

This is one of those moments for me where I am taking time to smell the roses. Taking time to appreciate the most valuable thing in my life – my kunjus, Sahana. With day care and all I think I spend about 4 hours with Sahana while she is awake. But those 4 hours are filled with fun and joy. The time me and Sangita spend with her in the evening – taking care of her and watching her grow is amazing. To witness life grow in front of our eyes is fascinating.

Sangita does a lot to take care of Sahana and I get to do a lot of fun tasks with Kunjus. The other day she learned to splash her hand in water. The way she reacted was completely out of this world. That particular moment of discovery of something new and how that brings her joy is worth watching. After she goes to sleep – I love to watch her sleep. Completely in peace and security. The way she snuggles up to me in the night brings me smile. Oh and the talks – the early morning speeches she gives to the audience of 2 are hilarious. “Ba babababababa blah”. I don’t need an alarm, Sahana’s nails scratching my nose do a far better job.

I am thankful for my kunjus. I am thankful for my Sahana. Thank you Swami for your blessings.