In a hurry we all got used to it. Day starts with the mighty Western express highway. Early morning south bound commuters bare the crawl from Borivali. Some having breakfast while driving, some still smoking the last buds of their first morning cigarette and no one goes the hollywood way of carrying a latte – No offense to american fans, seriously we are not used to it. Maybe you are just a side affect of the english drama.
Anyways coming back to the Western express highway – Some traffic due to BMC repair & some due to stalled vehicles. Earlier I used to be happy when I cut through Andheri flyover, not anymore. The construction work before the Airport flyover is a mess. Kalanagar signal is the mother of all vehicles, because we all – on a day to day basis meet like neighbors, share an awful smile.
I m sure you don’t wanna hear the worst part of traffic towards home, during evening.
A story I could have posted long time ago.
Since past 10 months I don’t blame Mumbai traffic – Traffline didn’t let me.
While driving, someone tries to enter your lane. The issue is: if you let the car in, you feel good. You are being generous here, doing your good deed. But if someone in front of you did the same, you feel cheated. Because you waited longer than the car entering the lane, and the driver who was being generous acted on your expense.
When you are letting someone in, it was your decision and you got the expression of gratitude. If someone else did the same, you didn’t have control over the decision and the credit goes to someone else. What you see is the downside of the delay.
Simply keep a distance between your car and the car in front of you. You are now allowing the car to come into your lane at will. It didn’t require a separate act of generosity on your behalf.
Real altruism comes by allowing good things to happen both directly and indirectly.
This won’t be easy, but if everyone can manage it, good things will follow.
Traffline is doing a remarkable job. Check them out. Happy commuting
Baby I m in love with your parts
Just keep it the way it should be
Loved the way you cared for me
I m about to dream, the dream you took me
Feeling the love, that could never let us apart
Could have stayed a little longer
Every part of yours is a justice to me
Heart kept rolling, the way it should be
Talking to myself, will kill the time before i see you again
I suppose, my work is a quick bargain
Baby I m done listening to love songs
Your rhythm makes me write some
I will stick to this love, its gonna last long
Because my life is yours, until the time comes
My heart time matches with yours, it goes to some other song <3<3<3
You flourished the Bollywood, took your chances
You brought a change, shined a little
Your deepest faiths, were within you
We all don’t know, who failed
You might have lied for days, I believe those were fakes
Whoever took you, would be at much disgrace
Falling apart, but not meant for these days
You made it a final day, I wish if you could have just waited for a ray
You missed it, while many commented, tweeted and roared
You missed it all, while it was all you no more
As a small grumpy child you are allowed to look, stare, or say anything. You are open to ideas. Your questions make you understand answers deeply. Random thoughts juggle your mind. Your uniqueness is as sharp as a déjà vu moment.
The current society or locality limits the change you are about to discover. Earlier schools were meant to make you a leader and provide the Industrial age some labor. With the new media age everyone is a curator. Each child can utilize his own strength and vision to empower themselves for a better change. And we all encourage a change unless it’s too late.
So dear parents – don’t stop your kids from challenging themselves. STOP STEALING DREAMS! Observe them, appreciate them for good things and they will change your world- which is a no nonsense thing J
look for your smile even in the darkness of your past
you are not alone, this moment is going to last
Take some chances, even life is full of past
Fight! Even if the obstacles are made of cast
Don’t listen to people who made you sad
Let them see what has made you mad.
Time is running, why can’t just do the bit
For that future moment, which is waiting for a start
I will make you smile forever
Because you are the one who made me clever