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Sunday, June 22, 2008
Friday, March 14, 2008
And then there were none..
This is the last post of the blog. I won't write anything more here. Period!
Friday, January 11, 2008
My World
I play my own game
I make my own rules
There is no one to contradict
Because, there is no one to play
I meet people
They dress like me, they speak like me
But, they are not me
And I m not them
The virgin eyes can identify only monochromatic light
The undeveloped brain can only understand things it wants to
The world outside is disturbing and noisy
The world within is spacious and serene
Swami, agastya and hari make me laugh
They are there when I want them to be
My support system
My friends
I have the whole kingdom to me
I m the king, I m the queen, I m the subject
I don't know for sure, whether anarchy exists or not
It surely does, I guess, but who is going to confirm?
I m jealous of people who know the worth of things they have got
And who seems to be silently mocking me for things I have not
I want to shout, "You have no right to be"
But, their smiles frighten me
I make my own rules
There is no one to contradict
Because, there is no one to play
I meet people
They dress like me, they speak like me
But, they are not me
And I m not them
The virgin eyes can identify only monochromatic light
The undeveloped brain can only understand things it wants to
The world outside is disturbing and noisy
The world within is spacious and serene
Swami, agastya and hari make me laugh
They are there when I want them to be
My support system
My friends
I have the whole kingdom to me
I m the king, I m the queen, I m the subject
I don't know for sure, whether anarchy exists or not
It surely does, I guess, but who is going to confirm?
I m jealous of people who know the worth of things they have got
And who seems to be silently mocking me for things I have not
I want to shout, "You have no right to be"
But, their smiles frighten me
Thursday, January 3, 2008
Carpe Diem
A wintry 31st December night, a sunny 1st January, that naughtiness in the air when holi around, that lively diwali night. There are some days when you ought to live; not that you shouldn’t on the remaining days (marvel the audacity of the writer!), but these days have a ‘oh- so- special feeling’ attached to it. And if you let these days pass like any humdrum day in your life, don’t you think you have missed out on something? And it is not only the festive days I want to speak on. It could be any day, any day which is special, any day which ought to be LIVED.
Tell me this, what is the whole purpose of one’s life? To be happy? Isn’t it? Sweet and uncomplicated. No Robin Sharma kind of a crap. Happiness, as naked as you can imagine and since it is a relative term, I don’t have any authority over its explanation. For someone, it might be getting sloshed with friends, for someone it might mean a quiet dinner at the restaurant.
These days calls you to be yourself, to have your happiness and peace in this world, completely in your way; no matter how crazy or uptight that is. But, people fail to understand this. They really do. Now, I’m not some distant relative of Sigmund Freud to give you some “gyan” on happiness. But, seriously, for a second consider this. Imagine a hard worker, a slogger in the real sense. Works hard; day in, day out. Works an hour extra so that he gets his son those Reebok studs. He wishes the day be of 28 hrs, so that he could send a grand dollar more to his son, or it could be anyone working hard beyond belief, what for? In the pursuit of happiness, hoping to make their life comfortable, content and when the time comes to really LIVE, what do they do? Engulfed in the same cocoon of problems, he is still $500 short, the Reebok studs will have to wait for a month or two. Now, what does all that slogging amount to? He hasn’t only failed the occasion, he has failed himself.
Imagine this, Someone having lakhs in his bank account, but can’t even share a 50 rupees beer with his friends. A regular bank clerk orders that special chicken dish(read costly) when he is having dinner with his family because he knows what happiness is, he knows the worth of his child’s smile, he understands the warmth between him and his wife and most importantly knows and respects the occasion. Tell me, who is richer?
Tell me this, what is the whole purpose of one’s life? To be happy? Isn’t it? Sweet and uncomplicated. No Robin Sharma kind of a crap. Happiness, as naked as you can imagine and since it is a relative term, I don’t have any authority over its explanation. For someone, it might be getting sloshed with friends, for someone it might mean a quiet dinner at the restaurant.
These days calls you to be yourself, to have your happiness and peace in this world, completely in your way; no matter how crazy or uptight that is. But, people fail to understand this. They really do. Now, I’m not some distant relative of Sigmund Freud to give you some “gyan” on happiness. But, seriously, for a second consider this. Imagine a hard worker, a slogger in the real sense. Works hard; day in, day out. Works an hour extra so that he gets his son those Reebok studs. He wishes the day be of 28 hrs, so that he could send a grand dollar more to his son, or it could be anyone working hard beyond belief, what for? In the pursuit of happiness, hoping to make their life comfortable, content and when the time comes to really LIVE, what do they do? Engulfed in the same cocoon of problems, he is still $500 short, the Reebok studs will have to wait for a month or two. Now, what does all that slogging amount to? He hasn’t only failed the occasion, he has failed himself.
Imagine this, Someone having lakhs in his bank account, but can’t even share a 50 rupees beer with his friends. A regular bank clerk orders that special chicken dish(read costly) when he is having dinner with his family because he knows what happiness is, he knows the worth of his child’s smile, he understands the warmth between him and his wife and most importantly knows and respects the occasion. Tell me, who is richer?
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