To laugh & cry, to live & die


Hello all,

Pretty sure things haven’t improved much since my last blog post, but hoping you and your families are doing well.


Off late, I’ve been having a tough time sleeping well at night. I mean, look, it’s 1:45am (again!) and I’m typing this. Even after the exhaustive work from home schedule and an overthinker’s mind, I end up turning and twisting and struggling to fall asleep. Don’t suggest the ol’ counting sheep tactic.. It failed too.

There’s a lot of questions, a lot of queries, just a lot of stuff happening in my mind. And about 2 days back I decided I’ll not speak about them. Won’t talk about things that bother me or disturb me, won’t even discuss with friends, not with family either. I understand that not everyone can empathise and that’s okay.

Moving on, The one thing that comes naturally to everyone I guess is judgement. Very consciously over the past 2 years, I’ve learnt or rather I’m still learning how to not judge someone, maybe because I’ve been judged so much myself.

While it’s very easy to classify someone based on their looks, clothes, their topics of discussion, their partner choices, their communication skills, their religious beliefs, their deep and dark personality etc, you will never truly know everything about a person, right? Like, How about these:

– You will never know how much pain & struggle a person has been through or has endured.

– How much of love, sacrifice or hardwork a person has put in to achieve something

– Their Silent tears and prayers

– Their fights with friends, family or anyone they needed to prove a point to.

– The countless number of times they’ve mentally given up

– The amount of pressure they put on themselves to make things right.

– The times they were breaking inside, yet pulled off a smile.

And so many more..

I hope we all realise life is not easy for anyone. We all have our own privileges and our own challenges. Instead of adding to someone else’s woes, focus on building yourself and others around you. You and I are no one to judge. If you can’t help others, it’s fine. Just do your bit positively and move along. I’m certain if we all try, the world will be a much better place.

On that note, I’ll start my anxiety filled “trying to sleep” routine.. Stay safe, healthy & blessed wherever you are. Thank you for reading.

Lots of love,

The Silent Hummer

Franchua D’Souza

Whisper words of wisdom, let it be



In recent times I’ve come across a number of quotes through social media. Not all are by established or renowned people. I’m anyway not an avid reader or a follower of any philosopher / writer/ poet, but I do understand & like some of Buddha’s teachings. When I think of ‘words of wisdom’ , I think of Buddha immediately. His quotes are simple & easy to understand and can be put to use at any stage of life that one is in. Having said that they’re easy to understand, they’re not that simple to practice day-in and day-out in life. Sigh!


I’ve made a note of 10 of them that really resonate with me. I think these are applicable irrespective to the time or phase of life that one is in.

1. You only lose what you cling to.

2. In the end only three things matter : how much you loved, how gently you lived and how gracefully you let go of things not meant for you.

3. Before you speak let your words pass through three gates. Is it true? Is it necessary? Is it kind?

4. Weak people revenge, strong people forgive, intelligent people ignore.

5. Never regret being a good person to the wrong people. Your behaviour says everything about you, and their behavior says enough about them.


6. Three things cannot be long hidden: the sun, the moon and the truth

7. Faith and prayer are both invisible  but they make the impossible things possible.

8. Pain is certain, suffering is optional.

9. The root of suffering is attachment.

10. The mind is everything, what you think you become.

Have you come across any other quotes that you relate to? They don’t necessarily need to be by Buddha.. Share in the comments below!

Have a wonderful weekend you all. It’s summer here in India, may we tackle this heat with a cool mind. Namaste!

Lots of love,

The Silent Hummer.

Franchua D’Souza




Heal the world, make it a better place


In August this year, I had the opportunity to visit Ahmedabad. It was such a marvellous experience, I had mentioned quite a lot about it in my previous post. Here I’d like to share my experience in relation to India celebrating Gandhi Jayanti today.

Gandhi's house

At Gandhiji’s home

Sabarmati Ashram and Gandhiji's home

Sabarmati Ashram and Gandhiji’s home

Even before reaching Ahmedabad, I had made a “To go to” list, on which the Sabarmati/ Gandhi ashram was at the top. Although the temperatures soared then, we made it to this ashram. Visiting this place is an experience by itself. As soon as you enter the ashram, you instantly get this calming, soothing like feeling. Everything is so quiet and peaceful, even though there are ample visitors present. It’s like entering a church or any holy place for that matter. People automatically know this is a place of respect, not a picnic spot.


Collages at the ashram

Gandhi wants his house this way



Gandhiji’s Charkha

Beautiful work

Demonstration of the Dandi March

Close up of the Dandi march

Close up of the Dandi march

Such simple thoughts

Such simple thoughts

The ashram was full of collages, frames of Gandhi’s quotes, frames of his letters and signatures, there were black and white pictures of Indira Gandhi as a child with him, of Gandhi with children. There was plenty information about his and his family’s lives, the principles he believed in, about peace and simple living. I remember reading on one of those frames, Gandhi said there’s nothing about this life that the world doesn’t know.

At Gandhiji's home

At Gandhiji’s home

Gandhiji's room

Gandhiji’s room

Mahatma Gandhi lived here

Mahatma Gandhi lived here

I’m glad the authorities have maintained the place as it was. Gandhiji’s house is simple, not cluttered at all. It shows, that besides a man of principles, he was a man who lived a very basic life. Just the thought of me standing in the place where he decided and planned the well known Dandi march to revolt against the salt tax gave me goosebumps and all those History chapters came back to mind.


The Charkha I bought

The Sabarmati Ashram even has a bookshop that sells books and momentos. As soon as I spotted the mini charkha (which isn’t really mini ) I knew it would make a great momento and I had to buy it. While choosing a right momento, it had to be between this, a monkey or salt. And the charkha it was. 🙂
What’s awesome is that it actually works and spins cotton into thread. I was excited as a child on seeing how it worked.

Of course there had to be Gandhiji’s 3 monkeys 🙂

Gandhiji's 3 monkeys

Gandhiji ke teen bandar

I’m not sure if wishing everyone a Happy Gandhi Jayanti is a thing, but here’s hoping we inculcate some of those tough values in our day-to-day lives, especially in these days of war and violence. If nothing else, wishing everyone Peace.
Lots of Love,

The Silent Hummer
Franchua D’Souza

Just like the waving flag


In a couple of days India celebrates 69 years of Independence. Of course it’s quite debatable if we Indians are actually independent or not. As much as the country wants to move ahead and catch up with the rest of the world, we have a few crabs that tend to pull the good lot down.

I won’t say much about how unsafe I feel travelling even at 8:00pm in a local train, I won’t say anything about how I fear taking panga with roadside romeos because it’s me who has to walk the same path almost every day, I won’t talk about the number of times I’ve requested ladies in my train compartment to not throw their fruit peels/ chip packets etc directly out of the train, neither will I talk about the number of times I’ve seen cops pass through railway tracks and not use the foot over bridge, or see traffic cops go triple seat on a bike thereby breaking rules, or how some selected festivals are allowed to be celebrated on the streets post 10pm with the loudest drums, trumpets, DJ systems playing so called religious songs.

There are times I crave peace. Like now. It’s 11:45pm as I’m typing this and I can hear taxis honking like there’s no tomorrow, the dosa man is banging the ladle on the tawa for whatever reason, there are the Mumbai galli boys yelling and calling out to their friends who are just 3 steps away. I can go on…

May be it’s just me and a few others who are affected by these things. Maybe this is the forever alive Mumbai spirit I always hear about. Probably a lot of people may even agree with all that I’ve said but not bother to express their thoughts. At the end of the day what matters is my country is independent for almost 69 years. It definitely means something. You must join the celebrations and watch the speeches given on the day to believe how much the country has progressed. If you’re lucky you may even get to enjoy some drama on the news channels with local politicians fighting over who will hoist the flag, at least it happened around 2 years back.

Wishing all my fellow country men and women a Very Happy Independence Day! May this country prosper in it’s true sense and may you always fly high, just like the waving flag.



Lots of love,

Franchua D’Souza