Happy birthday... #babu-san...

Happy birthday .... babu-san...

A successful relationship needs long-term planning... unlike use and throw... it's possible only when the relationship is not built upon things, possession, status, money, job, looks, give and take, etc but upon values and sense of joy which can only be felt but not touched... takes time and tremendous maturity for a person to realize that. mostly these days I have found the basic beginning of a relationship starts on the flimsy ground of - job status and salary associated with the boy and the figure and looks of the girl... seems a bit esoteric and philosophical, but actually relationship is more of a philosophy than science. - it is a matter of the heart not the brain...

I don't want to make it personal but if I don't do it, the authenticity of my claim will be lost forever.

when I went to my wife Reema's home with a marriage proposal, I was a broken soul - kicked out from my job and almost all the jobs I tried to do after completing engineering, was not great with real skills in software which might make my future bright and hence hardly had any confidence if I could feed her or take care of her in the future, and at the same time, my wife was also not in her best version - she was also kind of a broken soul, hardened by the circumstances just trying to get the right #soulmate for her future. so we started our marriage life - unlike others thinking about rosy pictures of honeymoon and candle-light dinner and many such things - but more like accepting the #reality - we were struggling individually, now let us start struggling together and see if we can survive.

and not only that, after marriage, even after I became really strong with great software skills, I was badly exploited by the various IT companies of #bharat and I was forced to change many jobs, places and treated exactly like a pariah dog by the industry - almost on the verge of breakdown many times. but #reema was always there for me. she never demanded anything - #time  #gift #money #jewellary and believe me - took all the responsibility to shield me from the burnout from both professional and personal lives, and I spent that time wisely in front of the computer, #google building my skills, burning midnight oil even after working the whole day in the pathetic atmosphere of IT companies of #bharat.  she only wanted to see me #win

as I had developed tremendous financial insecurity over the years, she tried to smoothen that with the (a little bit of #false) assurance of her ancestral property just to give me a solace ..."don't worry... keep walking... don't have to think about money... we will manage it somehow...". although later this created a little bit of misunderstanding between us - as I believe in my own #karma and really don't want to depend upon anybody else for support, and hence took it as if she was trying to downplay my efforts to survive, but later she clarified the real purpose behind it - just to make me relax about money and do my own #karma - building skills and strength for the future and hence the matter was sorted out in between us.

we survived the challenge.

it created solid bonding between us.

it was not really physical or anything that can be touched - but it was on a very high level of understanding - the essence of #friendship of #rigveda 

- a friend in need is a friend indeed...

and now all of this knowledge we utilize to raise our only son - #ridit -  with the hope that one day he will also have - either his best friend as his partner or make his partner as his best friend.

life lesson...

a #home cannot be bought by #money

today is my wife's birthday...

let's celebrate all the strong women of this #universe

they are assets to society.

#love #peace #joy #inspire #learning

Last but not least .... Reema you had brought some fresh air in my life...

Here we go... Hey Nutan... 

The English translation of the song

O' the newest appearance,

Let the graceful moment of birth emerge once again.

May you rise through the haze of fog

Elegant like the sun.

Sprout yourself through subjects relinquished.

Life be proclaimed,

The perpetual truth you embed be proclaimed.

Conch sounds at the eastern horizon, and within my soul –

The ever-new is welcomed

The Twenty fifth day of Boishakh.