Chalta hai....

Today I am sitting back in my room, bunking my class and writing this blog..Usually whenever my spirits are low and down, the nightmares of my educational loan which I have taken to pursue my MBA makes me alert and stable. And again I start back with my studies with full energy. Whenever the echo of the loan installment strikes my ear, I get back to the track and start running. But today Alas!! Nothing is working. May be because when life becomes a dopler effect of unwanted events, these mere nightmares won’t affect much. But why am I sitting here and bunking my Economics class. Because today I don’t care, I don’t care even if India’s inflation is rising, I don’t care what measures government is taking to curb the inflation, I don’t care even if the tightening of the monetary policy is a short run measure for curbing inflation, I don’t care why aggregate demand and supply curves are not meeting. Now let me not deviate from why am I actually feeling so sad and down…So here I go..
When I was in school, reaching school on time was a huge battle for me, though my school was only 10 minutes walking distance from my home. The dawn started with my struggle to get up, get ready and reach school. Our school gate closed sharp at 7:15AM.I was a good athlete, so somehow everyday I managed to enter that gate. As in my mom, is also a latelatif.She also doesn’t manage to be on time. So very smartly I can put the entire blame on her, or put it in biological terms that “I am a late Comer because my mom’s DNA has overridden my dad’s DNA in me”. Everyday after coming from office my dad enquired whether I reached school on time or not and I used to tell him chalta hai even if we are late sometimes in our life.
When I was in Engineering College my roomie always instructed me to do the assignments and few subjects related to computers very religiously. But I always turned deaf to her suggestions.
I used to tell her chalta hai, even if we don’t take it so seriously. Sometimes she yelled at me for taking things lightly. But then I feel engineering itself consists of all chalta hai attitude people. Although my roomie was an exception.
And then when I moved into job and all , a very close friend of mine also got the hint of my chalta hai attitude. Time and again he always instructed me to work sincerely,to play the game to the fullest,to believe that the seeds of hard work always germinates into success etc etc…
Although I was fortunate enough to get the timely tonic during each stage of my life to cure my chalta hai syndrome.Half of the problems in our life would be reduced if the system and constitution around us get rid of this chalta hai syndrome.Why the government is unable to combat terrorism?Bcoz they think chalta hai ,if some innocents become random target in a bomb blast or firing.Why metros in our country are not as clean as they are in US and other developed countries?Bcoz people in our country think chalta hai, even if they throw some bits of garbage in open and not in the dusbin.Why government is unable to provide ample amount of universities and colleges to the students?Bcoz they think chalta hai, even if a deserving candidate is deprived of getting the education in the institution of his or her choice.Why is it so that after paying so much of taxes by the residents of mumbai,every monsoon they ought to face the predicaments due poor drainage system and negligence of government of towards it?Bcoz the government thinks chalta hai even if common people don’t make it to their offices during monsoons,due to their poor infrastructure.Why is it so that despite of such an overwhelming population, we have limited seats in railways?
And yes here I come, the reason behind why am I so depressed today. I wanted to visit some close friends of mine and I couldn’t get a train ticket in tatkal.I had a bad experience with bus journey where in the bus was delayed by 7 hrs from the scheduled time, so can’t opt for a bus and I am jobless which cancels the option for flight. It’s rightly said by Chetan Bhagat that why government don’t take some rational steps instead of running the embarrassing AIR INDIA.
Well why I couldn’t get a ticket.Bcoz the system thinks chalta hai even if there are a lot travelers and mere few seats, chalta hai if the irctc site couldn’t take the load of lakhs of people who are struggling for meagre seats,chalta hai if some old friends don’t meet up,chalta hai if some plans are cancelled…
This chalta hai is what which makes a difference between a developed nation and a developing nation, a successful person and a loser, an organized system and an unorganized system. A change would come when we chose nahi chalega over chalta hai, when we chose to fight over to resist, when we chose agitation over resilience. I am an optimistic person and thus waiting for that change……………..


A Flight....

Every day I run in the rat race,

Unaware whom to chase.

Everyday I see the same birds,

Weaving the same threads

I am a bird who used to fly in a flock.

Alas!!Now I see a block

Everyone has taken their own way,

And I am left perching on the tree near the bay

For my nest,alone I ought to get the twigs

Alone I ought to collect the figs.

Have to fight against the air resistance,

To take a long flight at each instance

But when substance of determination make up your feathers,

Quest for your horizons becomes easy

Hope stands against all the weathers.

Dark clouds would become hazy.

Then all the destinations seems to be near,

And the vast sky is all your



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Monali believes in life, as a beautiful journey, which comes in a package of good as well as bad, some sweetness and some sourness too... Writing helps her vent out, makes her happy, the way no other thing does. Monali believes in the power of words, for words can inspire, educate, raise voice, draw a smile, trickle a tear and touch your heart. Monali also has lot of lines on her palm and people say that the more the number of lines you have,the more you think.This blog is just to jot down those thoughts and a justification to those lines. Apart from writing, she also loves clicking pics and believes that writing and photography are so much related.. While words draw the pictures, emoting pictures frame the words.

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