The Elemental journey at the airport.

“I am on my way, I can go the distance” – Hercules

“The Flight AI611 is delayed by another 45 mins, we are sorry for the inconvenience. “, announcement called up. I put my hands over my head, sighing deeply. My subconscious back to her thought process, “you have a connecting flight to another city, what if you miss your flight”! I shooed of the thoughts, took out my book and started reading, it was a biography,” I know why the caged bird sings – Maya Angelou”.

As the time clocked, I started to worry as only 2 hours were left to my next flight and the current one was not even close to taking off. Another half an hour and we started to board the flight. The distance was expected to be covered in 45 mins, according to the pilot, I started to panic. There was hardly any time left for the second flight.

We arrived at the runway around 13:45 pm, only short of 8 mins to my next flight. I was sure that I would miss my flight. But then, an idea clicked and I asked the air hostess to let me move out first as I would miss my next flight, she insisted on waiting as first class passengers would get down first. I thought of bugging her, flashing the puppy dog eyes, just in case to be heard. At last she gave up and helped me get down second. The time kept ticking away,only 3 mins to go.

I was at the other end of the terminal, I saw an official and requested him to please delay the flight by merely 5 mins because the first flight got delayed. I pleaded and pleaded. He connected with some people on that little device and after few minutes he said, “Ma’am, the flight has been delayed by 10 mins as the luggage is still loading up.” I was thrilled to hear this, the official insisted on accompanying me to the gate as well. I thanked him for his effort and service.

Always be a little kinder than necessary.

Scrub in addition to the Sparkle

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A traditional woman doing household chores dressed up in saree. The irony is modern woman passing by. #streetartIndia

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Are those blazing autumn leaves, or flowing hot lava ready to consume the entire building?- Anpu Varkey

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The Origin Of The World – By Spanish artist, Borondo

The Origin Of The World, plays with the concepts of life and birth and attempts to depict the journey of a child from a mother’s womb to the world. The arch in the middle with the tree emerging from it becomes a metaphor for birth, while the boat floating on the river flowing between the columns on the right signifies life and the journey that the child must begin.

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A Strange Hat

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Chifumi

French artist Chifumi played with the padma, a hand gesture from Indian classical dance, and infused it with a Khmer pattern from Cambodia.

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Calligraffiti

The Dutch artist combines calligraphy and graffiti to create a mural that includes a poem he wrote.

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Vishwaroopa – Inkbrushnme

In this piece Inkbrushnme continues to explore concepts of Indian mythology which are a recurring theme in his work. Vishwaroopa is an all encompassing omni form of Lord Vishnu and marks the beginning of 18 day battle of Mahabharata. Vishnu manifests in his cosmic grandeur hypnotising Arjuna, the supreme warrior and shows him that all universal matter, animate and inanimate is him.

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Bollywood

The famous actress Nadira keeping the bollywood alive.

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Fusion Art

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Me in preference to the world.

I woke up at 5:45 in the morning today, it was still dark outside. I came back to bed thinking I should go back to sleep instead of going to the event because nobody is accompanying me. I was in the impression  that if I had a company, then only it would be interesting and sensible to go for the event. I called one of my friend hoping she would change her decision and would follow me to the event, but I was disappointed as she didn’t pick up the phone.

The time was running, I had to make a decision, I never went to an event alone before. Images of people kept flashing in my brain (probably thinking that I must be pretty weird and very lonely). I took a deep breath and asked myself a question, Do you want to do this? After a pause, I answered, YES!

I changed as fast as possible, tied up my hair in a pony, took my scooter keys and rode towards something that I have never experienced before, ALONE. The sun was still sleeping. People were up already, following their routine. The streets were twinkling, birds came out of their nest. I was feeling energetic.

The sun started coming up, the shades in the sky felt like they were complimenting the decision. The event was all about #happystreets, different activities for all age groups. It was a step to aware people who without cell phones, laptops and tablets, could enjoy themselves. There was some zumba, cycle race and even yoga with some GK quiz just to boost up the knowledge.

The event might not be a big step towards celebrating yourself, but it sure is a step. Pulling out a Nike cliché here — but “Just Do It.” That is my approach. Chances are I might not see those strangers again and even if I do I would have given up trying to look “cool” to others. 

I’m kind and patient and gentle and loving and forgiving of myself. I laugh at my mistakes and I let go of my errors. I am strong and courageous. That’s the kind of person I want to be. 

So whether it works out or doesn’t work out, deep down, I haven’t lost anything. I’m still me. I’m still complete. I still have the friendship I’ve built with the me.

Love,

AARSI

She took a tour to dispense twinkle.

“Where there is kindness, there is goodness. Where there is goodness, there is Magic”. 

“Flowers..flowers”, she said with power in her voice as she entered the compartment. It was a usual day in the local metro, people were busy reading, chatting, laughing, not paying attention to the lady. She said again, “Flowers..flowers”, but nobody seemed interested.

She turned her side and smiled, I thought she was looking at me, so I smiled back. She came closer and smiled again, I realised it was not me but the person sitting next. The lady handed her a bag and said, Sunita, why didn’t you come yesterday, I was waiting for you.

Sunita travels everyday between Dadar and Borivali local metro, selling flowers. Sunita replied, “My daughter was not well, so I skipped three stations”. The lady said, “please take care of her, I’ll bring some medicines tomorrow”. Sunita smiled and was interrupted by a customer.

Out of curiosity I asked the lady, “Do you know this woman’? The lady replied, no,”I don’t”. Hearing this I asked, “Why did you say that you’ll bring medicines tomorrow”? The lady smiled and said, “I have been helping her and three other women like her by providing them basic necessity, like clothes, medicines, sometimes wheat flour too. I am donating the old school books of my children for her daughter.”

I asked, “Since how long are you helping her”? She said, “5 years” as she stood and walked towards the door waving towards Sunita to get down on her station. I was just gazing as her as she walked down and got lost in the crowd.

To spread a smile you do not need to wear a cape. 

Who is she?

Speaking about her is never elementary.

She might be a guarding angel to some, while a curse for others. Different cultures have different perceptions about her. She is not perfect, nobody is. Whenever I hear the term “empower women”, I start to fuss. It’s not that I don’t approve of the idea, it’s just not executed wisely. You cannot empower them just by mentioning it, we need to stand up for it as well.

The core reason as to why I decided to finally write a blog is for my jewelry brand AARSI. I am not an eminent writer, I am here to express and share stories which led me to create pieces speaking of a character build by nature, women and my experiences.