Indianization of MNCs

Indianization of MNCs

My musical liberation!!

Without much inhibition and clouding my mind, I gave in to what always my heart wanted to do - I composed a song. Music has always inspired me and has given me a language to express my random thoughts. The lyrics are more a reflection of what I seek in a Buddhist philosophy that I believe in.
The mystic nature of life is what is signified in the words 'Nam Myoho Renge Kyo' (the universal Law of Truth)- the song intends to pay tribute to this Universal Law of life (which is for sure beyond our comprehension, at times) and to discover the Buddha in me.

Hey, there are problems in life.
It’s up to me to decide.
Let the faith take over my pain.

Happiness is real,
Though finding hard to feel,
Let the faith take over my pain.

Believe in myself – Do I dare to fight it out?
Challenge great heights – Do I dare to fly above?

Appreciate, never doubting myself,
I was the one right from the start.
Breaking barriers – Lion Heart,
I was the one right from the start.
Breaking barriers – Lion Heart
I’ve activated Myoho in my life!
I’ve activated Myoho in my life!

Now, I know that I can.
Know that I do.
Know that I can chant away my blues.

And now, I let my spirit fly
Into the rhythm-divine.
I’m a winner – I’m a Buddha in my heart!

Realize your dream – Hope to transform your life?
Create friendship – Wanna lead a happy life?

Appreciate, never doubting yourself,
I was the one right from the start.
Breaking barriers – Lion Heart
I was the one right from the start
Breaking barriers – Lion Heart
I’ve activated Myoho in my life!
I’ve activated Myoho in my life!
I’ve activated Myoho in my life!

A beautiful place called Home...

It was almost 7 years after marriage that I finally got a chance of a lifetime to spend some quality time with my parents. Hence a visit to the City of Joy but no, not just any other visit, but a visit that brought me back to where I belong. A wet Calcutta in the month of August is otherwise quite a disgusting phenomenon for the ones living in the city but to me every puddle, every rivulet, every clogged drain, and every swimming vehicle had a story to tell.
I kept my outings restricted and almost mastered the art of Slackadom with my sweet Mom pampering me to death and thanking me nearly every second when I laid hands on the simplest household chores! A couple of happy moments spent...sweet and invigorating!
My life in Calcutta is a random record of memories because I spent my school and college years in a small industrial town called Durgapur. So, many memories have digressed from the Steel Township to the Metropolis. I guess, that just breaks my heart because you almost kiss your ‘Wonder Years’ goodbye; not really though!
Anyways, having too many relatives and friends in the city always brings me closer to home. Gives me a chance to complete unfinished business, reunite lost touch, read pages from a book, faded with the passage of time, and mostly, rediscover a part of me, almost forgotten! Let’s just keep it to ‘Home is where heart is’ for the time-being because my visits to Gariahat, Maidan. Art Gallery, New Market, Park Street, and other popular destinations could be a story told some other time.