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Virtual Reality

Ayn Rand's world of perfect competition is one in which I'd love to live in.... where everything is as per my capability and capacity, the fruit I get it what I've earnt..  and I have no family to satisfy... and I have absolute health... no worry of diseases (I'm not talking about a diseased thought though)..

Passing the buck

We all have the tendency to blame our parentage for most things.. for our habits, opinions, things we do wrong... We do learn quite a lot from our parents, but then blaming it all on them, and simply passing the buck (for not doing something the right way) is just escapism.. Its about time (considering we've spent about a quater of a century on this planet) that we stake claim to our actions and doings.

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Here's my friend's status message... liked it a lot... Main logon se mulaqaton ke lamhe yaad rakhti hoon, Main baatein bhool bhi jaon, toh lehje yaad rakhti hoon, Sar-e-mehfil nigahein mujh pe jin logon ki parti hai, Nigahon ke hawale se main chehre yaad rakhti hoon, Zara sa hut ke chalti hoon zamane ki riwayat se, Ke jin pe bhoj main daloon woh kandhe yaad rakhti hoon!

One More Time

The fastest judgements we make are about others. And the ones we accept the slowest are about ourselves. So by the time we realise the judgement is right, more often than not, we've already made the mistake again. No wonder they say that History repeats itself :) :)

Onions.. All of us

We are all like onions... We need to peel the layers, to finally reach the core... But we weep so much in the process, that we give up midway...

An Exchange Offer

The basis of everything in life seems to be Exchange... A favour for another.. some help for some more... Give and take...  Maybe I'm stupid... to think that its not about what you give or take.. its just what you wish to do... unconditional.. without compulsion or guilt...

The Human Touch

There is something about the human touch that's reassuring.. Maybe because that's our first tryst with reality.. the touch of our parents..Or our first understanding of support... holding your finger I walk.. So whenever I'm afraid.. I need assure.. I try to reach out.. for that warm touch....

Burnt Norton

Recently discovered TS Eliot... Awesome stuff... found it difficult to pick the part I like the best... But couldn't resist giving a glimpse... Enjoy !!! Extract from Burnt Norton ~ T S Eliot At the still point of the turning world. Neither flesh nor fleshless; Neither from nor towards; at the still point, there the dance is, But neither arrest nor movement. And do not call it fixity, Where past and future are gathered. Neither movement from nor towards, Neither ascent nor decline. Except for the point, the still point, There would be no dance, and there is only the dance. I can only say, there we have been: but I cannot say where. And I cannot say, how long, for that is to place it in time.

Life as we live it

Life is a funny thing... atleast most of the times.. We get what we don't want, Not what we expect.. Love the ideal, Miss the real... See what we want to, And ignore what we have... And then, on one of those depressing nights, regret doing it all..

True Identity

We all see good times... and witness some bad times too... As long as we are not the subject of all this emotional seesaw, we seem to handle it well... But unfortunately, the true test, which most of us fail, is the way we handle it all... It's not about whether those tears finally trickle down your cheek after you reach the finish line.. or that you simply shrug your shoulders without any change... It's about how you were through the race, if you can call it that..  whether you can be happy, with others, even though the fruit is still forbidden... and face it all without finding faults.. My only conclusion is this.. Adversity shows us the worst.. only to bring out the best.. if we really try :)

Happy New Year

Ring out the old, ring in the new, Ring, happy bells, across the snow: The year is going, let him go; Ring out the false, ring in the true. ~ Tennyson

A Window in the Wall

We like walls.. barriers.. boundaries... Not for others benefit , but our own.. Not that anyone would cross them.. But so that our thoughts don't cross them... And then we open a small window.. For those special few... Without realising, that the window will open you to all...

Ward off the Reward

We all work.. and like to be rewarded when we feel we've done something worthy of appraisal. But what happens when you see the same reward being given to a mediocre performance and one which was par excellence. I guess we all need to learn to refuse... not just what we don't deserve.. but also when mediocrity is rewarded in the same breath and with equal gaiety as good work.

Life... an Oxymoron

I actually got inspired by a blog-post I read.. so here's an attempt at a different form of expression... just humour me.. Beauty... seen through other's eyes.. Vision.. seen through my own... Wind.. blowing in my face.. Rain.. beating against it... Things... with names.. Relationships.. without... Secrets.. bottled up inside.. Truth.. staring at me.. Structured thoughts... randomly expressed.. My life.. an oxymoron...

Conversations

Conversations.. atleast the long ones... always leave me with the longing for more... Needless to say that the realisation of how few of them I've had in the past really gives me a sinking feeling.. of how it will be in the future, when all of us will get busier, trying to fight our way to our professional goals... It all sounds good in books and movies that relationships are a thing of the heart, and they are never lost... blah blah blah... but in reality, it is essential to keep in touch... So here's to all my friends... I hope we all stay in touch... "Someone remembers, someone cares; Your name is whispered in someone’s prayers."

Celebrations

There is some kind of jinx... I'm not a celebration kind of person... I don't attach too much importance to birthdays etc.... I guess this is life's way of teaching me a lesson... The one time I really felt like celebrating... when I thought I had finally earnt it.. I am unable to... I deserve it !!! Damn !!!

Time

We all give importance to different things in life... And for me, time is the essence... I dont mind reaching early.. but i detest being late... So now, when I am on the other side, makiing people wait for me.. I really don't know what to do/say to make it better...

Where Do We Draw the Line

This seems to be the eternal dilema we face all the time... Where do we draw the line.. On your palm an endless wonder Lines that speak the truth without a sound In your eyes awaits the tireless hunger Already looks for prey to run down So why do we keep up this charade How do we tell apart the time to leave from the time to wait What does tomorrow want with me What does it matter what I see If it can't be my design Tell me where do we draw the line The dance of flames and shadows in the street Make poetry nobody's ever heard The weight of loneliness stands on your feet The cage already there around the bird So why don't we join the masquerade Before it all falls apart before our love becomes insatiate What does tomorrow want with me What does it matter what I see If I can't choose my own design Tell me where do we draw the line Where's the cooling wind Where's the evergreen field Where's my mother's open arms Where's my father

Just Another Rainy Day !

There seem to be two ways of living life... (and since it seems to be raining in most parts of the country, thats the parallel I shall use) Some enjoy watching the rain .. maybe from a safe distance.. without getting wet... The others enjoy getting drenched in the rain.. like the feel of the raindrops on their head and body... Quote: "One must learn by doing the thing, for though you think you know it, you have no certainty until you try."

Understanding Myself

What happens when you are suddenly let down.. not by someone else, but yourself... I'm yet to learn to cope with the feeling.. the sadness... It suddenly makes me feel weak.. or maybe I deserve it.. Maybe I had become overconfident.. and this was just a touch of reality...