Power of a prayer

Radha, a poorly dressed lady with a look of defeat on her face, walked into a grocery store. 

She approached the owner of the store in a most humble manner and asked if he would let her few groceries on credit. 

She softly explained that her husband was very ill and unable to work, they had seven children and they needed food.

Kamsa, the grocer, scoffed at her and requested that she leave his store at once.

Visualizing the family needs, she said: ‘Please, sir! I will bring you the money just as soon as I can.’

Kamsa told her he could not give her credit, since she did not have a charge account at his store. 

Krishna, standing beside the counter, overheard the conversation between the two. He walked forward and told the grocer that he would stand good for whatever she needed for her family. The grocer said in a very reluctant voice, ‘Do you have a grocery list?’

Radha replied, ‘Yes sir.’ ‘O.K’ he said, ‘put your grocery list on the scales and whatever your grocery list weighs, I will give you that amount in groceries.’

Radha hesitated a moment with a bowed head, then she reached into her purse and took out a piece of paper and scribbled something on it. She then laid the piece of paper on the scale carefully with her head still bowed.

The eyes of the grocer  showed amazement when the scales went down and stayed down..

The grocer, staring at the scales, turned slowly to the Krishna and said begrudgingly, ‘I can’t believe it.’

Krishna smiled and the grocer started putting the groceries on the other side of the scales. The scale did not balance so he continued to put more and more groceries on them until the scales would hold no more.

The grocer stood there in utter disgust. Finally, he grabbed the piece of paper from the scales and looked at it with greater amazement.

It was not a grocery list, it was a prayer, which said:

‘Dear Krishna, you know my needs and I am leaving this in your hands.’

The grocer gave her the groceries that he had gathered and stood in stunned silence.

Radha thanked him and left the store. Krishna handed a Gold coin to the grocer and said the Creator  Knows how much a prayer weighs.



We Only Fall In Love With 3 People In Our Lifetime—Each One For A Specific Reason.

“Love is just a word, until someone comes along and gives it meaning”- Unknown

It’s been said that there are only 3 people in our lives that we fall in love with, and each of them for a given reason.

The first one we usually meet in our teenager years, perhaps high school. It is an innocent love, one that sounds like the love stories we read in fairy tales.

This is the love that complies to the expectations of society, and perhaps our families. We enter into it believing that it’ll be our first and only love. Even when, at times it doesn’t seem exactly right, we find ourselves having to censure personal truths to make it work, and this we insist on doing because we believe that compromising our characters is a part of what love is supposed to be.

Because during this type of love, what others think of us is more important of how we actually feel.

This one is a love that only looks right.

The second one is the one that’s supposed to be the tough love: the one that will teach us lessons about who we are and what we’re searching for in love. This is the love that hurts, full of lies, pain and manipulations.

We think we’re making a smarter choice than our first love, but choice, although it might not be the right person, is a necessary evil if we are to discover what we want from love. This second love can become a vicious circle, one that we might oftentimes repeat because we firmly believe that the ending will be somehow different than before. And, nonetheless, every time is worse than the previous.

It can even get nasty, unhealthy and frustrating. Oftentimes there can be physical, certainly emotional abuse, and always an enormous amount of drama. Just like a soap opera, this drama is exactly what keeps us addicted to the storyline. It’s like a junkie trying to get a fix: it’s an emotional rollercoaster of extreme highs and devastating lost. We stick through the pain in anticipation of the high.

During this kind of love, trying to make things work becomes more important than reconsidering whether they actually should.

This is the love that we wish was right.

The third love is the one that catches us off-guard. It’s the one we don’t see coming, because it looks all wrong and seems to be opposed to all our ideals of what love is supposed to be. This love comes by so easily, that at times it seems unreal. It’s the kind of connection that can’t be explained, and it sends us tumbling head over heels because, unlike the others, we never plan this one.

In this love when we come across the right person, it just clicks- there aren’t any expectations of what is supposed to happen or how the other person is supposed to act, nor is there pressure to be someone we’re not.

The person accepts us for who we are, and it shakes us to our core.

It’s probably not what we thought our love would look like, and it’s very possibly against all the rules we set up to protect ourselves. But it still manages to bring down our preconceived notions, and to show us that real love doesn’t have to coincide with the concept in our head in order for I to be true.

This is the love that keeps knocking on our door no matter how long it takes for us to answer.

It’s the love that makes us feel like the best version of ourselves.

Maybe not all of us are lucky enough to recognize, or even meet all his loves in a lifetime. This is perhaps because we’re not yet ready for them. Maybe we need to learn everything that love isn’t, so that we can learn what it is.

Some of us need perhaps a couple of years to learn each lesion, others maybe a lifetime. Sometimes it’s not a question of whether we’re ready for love, but whether love is ready for us.

And there are also those of us, who are so lucky to come across love Nr. 3 first, and find it passionately lasts a lifetime. Those loved-up pictures of 90-year old grandparents acting as if they were teenagers, make us wonder whether we really know how to love at all.

But, anyone who manages to find their third and true love is just as lucky, being smarter for having gone through those experiences of pain and heartbreak.

What it all really comes down to, is whether we focus ourselves on how we love, or how much we love. We can choose to remain with our firs love, the one that looks good on the outside and pleases others. We can choose to remain with our second love, under the pretence that, if we don’t have to fight for it, it’s not worth having. Or ultimately, we can choose to wait for our third and true love.

The one that makes you feel like home with no obvious reason, the one that’s not turbulent like a storm, but rather like the quiet that comes after it.

There’s something special in our first love, something inevitably necessary about our second, and something amazing about our third True love.

Wish you a merry christmas dear Mekh.


Don’t let love go. EVER.

For those who love me…final cut.

Humans aren’t stupid, although I call them that every day, grumbling about the idiocy everywhere. People always know when they are in love. There is no such thing as true love and false love. It’s love. You could be the most cold-hearted realist or you may be the scientist who thinks that love is just dopamine-fired neural pathways.

But when “that person” walks into your peripheral vision, you know that it’s more than just dopamine.

How many times has this scenario of your love walk into the room, been written in beautiful words? Why?  Because people know. It wouldn’t be the most sought after resource on the planet if people didn’t know.

You know when you are in love.

Then why would you let “that person” go?

Imperfections are just that – imperfections.

It’s trivial. As unimportant as it can get.

“He won’t stop smoking”

But does that cigarette make him a different person? His bitter cigarette mouth still takes you to the rainbows when you kiss him.

“She drinks too much”

Her hair feels as warm and soft when you are holding her by the commode when she is puking. And you don’t feel at all disgusted when the puke hits the pot.

Imperfections are what makes the person perfect. There is no one out there with the perfections you crave for.
That person by your side with the toothy grin or the huge scar is the perfect imperfection.

It will never be the same.

All the stolen kisses in crowds and the bodies held tightly against each other will never feel the same. Ever. Even with another person, however handsome or beautiful he/she is. Every touch feels a bit too warm or too cold. Every hug too tight or too loose. Every kiss will leave you incomplete. You will never do the same things with someone else, even if you do them all over again.

Because the heart remembers.

Everyone else is just temporary

That pretty girl who tucks her hair behind the ear while she too-frequently smiles at you, or the guy who seems too handsome and nice at the same time are not worth it. It’s temporary. Yes, they seem better that the deal you have right now, but they are not. Even if you leave, your heart always stays at home.

When you realize this and come back, and do not find that person home because he/she left. That person has someone else now. Was this fling you had worth it? Because now your heart will weep.

No, it’s not gonna be OK

You will fall in love again, yes you have a partner for life. You learned your lesson and now you truly want to settle down? Why didn’t you do it with that person earlier?  No. It’s not because you weren’t ready. You were just too afraid.

Your brain is smart. It will reassure you and rationalize that you needed that as a stepping stone, like that experience of a heartbreak was necessary because you are a better person now because of it.

No. Your present commitment will always be a shadow compared to the non-commitment you had with that person. You can deny it all you want, but when you are alone, ask yourself the question. From the far recesses of your being will come the true reply, not clothed in flawed logic and rationales.

You will regret it someday.

We hide our instincts under the garb of logic and reasoning. The moment you let that person go, you regret it. And no, it’s not a withdrawal symptom.

Withdrawal symptoms don’t last a lifetime.

When you are old and worn out with wrinkles and you see that person walk by the old street in the old town, your heart will scream. You will ignore it with wisdom and intelligence, but it is what it is.

Looking the other way doesn’t make the monster behind you disappear.

It’s just not right.

Everyone deserves love. Everyone craves it. Even the monsters amidst us. It is the absence of love that creates them.
You found it. You, a normal person. You are living with love.

Taking yourself away or letting it go away is just wrong. For you and for that person too. Because you deserve the fullness of it, even if it tastes sour every once in a while. Especially, if it tastes sour every once in a while.

No one likes everything to be too sweet for too long.

Watch the imperfections, the quirks and the weirdness of that person you love. Watch them for two minutes.
In your head,  just take these imperfections away for two seconds, and that person isn’t the person you fell in love with anymore.

Go the distance, make sacrifices, because unlike careers and yachts and money and a big house, love lasts forever.

Even when you think it doesn’t exist in denial, it will. It’s what love is.

Don’t let it go. And if you have lost it, go, get it back.

Love you always..


Happy birthday, Dear Mekh!!

My love: Mekh

I write this letter to wish you a happy birthday. In a day like this you came to this world to bring happiness to a lot people. I want you to know this is a very special day for me too because I like when you are happy, I love to see you smiling and to look at your eyes full of happiness.

Since I’m not with you my life seems a beautiful dream, your love changed everything inside me. Today is your birthday and I want to give you my life, it’s the only thing I have because my heart is yours since the day we met.

Happy birthday princess, all the love I feel for you is in this letter, this words had been written while I was thinking in you, the most important person in my world.

The man who loves you


I will be waiting !! I kept my word.

Neil, Mekh

Mekh: The tag is beautiful ig
Mekh: One afternoon in mirador last summer..
Mekh: Its touched my heart
Neil: Thanks
Neil: Yes mirador I remember
Mekh: Over some wine and a calm atmosphere..
Neil: U were in tears
Mekh: With some tears between u and me..
Neil: Yes
Mekh: The first of my tears in front you…as if a little thin film covering my heart..u had opened
Mekh: Why r u pursuing me..
Mekh: I remember saying to you..why do u have to get into this..
Mekh: How far will u take this relationship..
Mekh: And u said..i can take this to any length
Mekh: Leave me alone..
Mekh: I didnt believe u then
Mekh: I thot u were just saying it for the sake of it
Mekh: That day..and today..
Neil: 🙂
Neil: Today what do u c
Mekh: In less than a year..
Neil: Is there a change in my stand
Neil: I am the same mekh..
Mekh: We have walked a long long way
Neil: Yes we have mekh.. I am glad ..
Mekh: When u say today, that u will be waiting for me…beyond good and bad..i believe it totally
Neil: u will have to realise that u r me mekh
Mekh: I will believe even if u say u will wait for me..beyond life and death
Mekh: 😥
Neil: :*
Neil: Muuuuaah I will
Mekh: :*
Neil: We can’t return .. Can we
Mekh: My batt is v low
Mekh: Will go to office
Mekh: shaunu
Neil: Ok
Mekh: Cant return
Neil: Humm take care and take med on time
Neil: I love u:*
Neil: Bfn mekh..
Mekh: Hmm
Mekh: I love u :*
Mekh: U r in off?
Neil: Yes
Mekh: Hmm
Mekh: Bfn dear :*
Mekh: I’l call in noon
Neil: Ok
Neil: As you wish 🙂
Mekh: 🙂
Mekh: Dont be sarcastic

Sent on my BlackBerry® from Airtel

RIP Amma

When all is said and done… what exactly do we leave behind? What is the imprint we create from this life? What ripples did we cause? Today I bid farewell to our much loved krishna Amma ; a woman who shone her light so very, very brightly, who dived fully into life and all her mysteries and wonders, a woman who changed the course of my life, and many, many others. Her footprint is so very large. I feel the gap today. At the same time, such immense gratitude for all she shared in her time here, and the community she leaves behind.

She shone and I feel humbled to have walked beside her and basked in the glow a while…

I can’t sleep, 

With love and gratitude…