Sunday, October 31, 2010
Battery
Probably life is like an ice cream. It melts away. Before it does so you have to lick up its flavor. That,s the challenge of life. Temperature is hot...its fast melting....you got to lick it away....huh!!!!that's what everyone will think. Life is indeed like a single malt whiskey...you savor it as you like it......no one has to do any thing with it. The glass and the peg is yours. If you are having an ice cream, you got to have chocolate chips it it. Make sure have them in your ice cream. Now what are these chocolate chips? These are all the special moments that makes life all that special to live for. To me, life is like a battery, lighten up as much as you can before it goes down.
Friday, October 22, 2010
Twins
Their mother died when they were just eighteen months old. People say that she was the most beautiful thing world can ever get. Not only was she exceedingly beautiful, her total personality was far much to talk about than her looks. An ardent social worker and godmother to the needy. But, it all changed one unfortunate day and her life could not see her babies toddle. God, must be in very need of such wonderful people, I guess. Or why is this untimely departure? So, after that the twins had themselves to look after each other. In their play, in their sleep they became one rather than two. You must be thinking what happened to their father. Predictable. The one happens with a man when he looses his beautiful and caring wife untimely. Their father, then a successful business man, is now just a drunken sloth, who time to time makes sure to abuse and curse them for his misfortune. When such a situation arise, they embrace each and shiver with a mixture of sadness, fear and astonishment. The only place where they could find solace is the lap of their grandfather, who himself sometimes feels the heat of his son.
It is said time never stops for anyone, and it did not for the kids. And years went by slowly. Grandpa became their mother, father, teacher and friend. In school they were always were very quite and shy. So much so, when the teacher asked them about some lesson, they could not answer the question even if they knew the answer. They would rather get the stick than speak. Its not that they did not knew the answer, or that they were not bright. Grandpa teaches them well. Its just an inner fear. What will friends say if they say something wrong? But few of his friends did see them talking to each other. That is how six years of their life went by. Until one day, when they spent whole day clasping their grandpa's hand. With tears streaming down their face and no other emotion, they waited patiently for grand pa to speak. Not realizing that their mother,father,teacher and friend is long gone. He will not return back anymore. Day went by and afternoon came, afternoon went by and nightfall wrapped the room in darkness. Beside his now cold body, they tried to find it's long lost warmth. At a certain hour at night, their father discovers them. Next ten minutes that followed is an emotional scar that lasted forever, besides the scars on their back.
Many people visited them that day. People they never knew, and yet they shed tears and went by. But the best that could happen to them after this incident was that their father changed. Probably, realizing his own fatherless-ness, he felt their need of someone to take care. For the first time in their life they realized the warmth of a father and small hands touched and felt a human being, as if it is something precious and dear.
Fate it seems, has most strange and crude ways of making its presence felt. Few months later, their father passed away due to some liver problem. Needless to say, the brothers were all alone again. They could not understand how relatives came from nowhere and claimed their house. After few days, they were abandoned in some far away street. A kind heart gentleman rescued them and took them to an orphanage. Probably hell would have been better for the kids. They were bullied, beaten and spanked by every other kid. What little they used to talk, became completely mute. Out of fear, they spent most of the day at a remote part of the compound.
Then the monsoon came, but yet they steadfast at the corner. A mango tree was the whole world for them. Be it fever in the rain, they never missed a moment under the motherly tree. It was quite a while before someone noticed a little boy lying motionless at the root of the tree. They thought may be he was fast asleep. The little boy now was in a different world. He is safe there. He is no longer lonely. They have bid good bye to each other. Their mother gave birth to twins, him and loneliness.
It is said time never stops for anyone, and it did not for the kids. And years went by slowly. Grandpa became their mother, father, teacher and friend. In school they were always were very quite and shy. So much so, when the teacher asked them about some lesson, they could not answer the question even if they knew the answer. They would rather get the stick than speak. Its not that they did not knew the answer, or that they were not bright. Grandpa teaches them well. Its just an inner fear. What will friends say if they say something wrong? But few of his friends did see them talking to each other. That is how six years of their life went by. Until one day, when they spent whole day clasping their grandpa's hand. With tears streaming down their face and no other emotion, they waited patiently for grand pa to speak. Not realizing that their mother,father,teacher and friend is long gone. He will not return back anymore. Day went by and afternoon came, afternoon went by and nightfall wrapped the room in darkness. Beside his now cold body, they tried to find it's long lost warmth. At a certain hour at night, their father discovers them. Next ten minutes that followed is an emotional scar that lasted forever, besides the scars on their back.
Many people visited them that day. People they never knew, and yet they shed tears and went by. But the best that could happen to them after this incident was that their father changed. Probably, realizing his own fatherless-ness, he felt their need of someone to take care. For the first time in their life they realized the warmth of a father and small hands touched and felt a human being, as if it is something precious and dear.
Fate it seems, has most strange and crude ways of making its presence felt. Few months later, their father passed away due to some liver problem. Needless to say, the brothers were all alone again. They could not understand how relatives came from nowhere and claimed their house. After few days, they were abandoned in some far away street. A kind heart gentleman rescued them and took them to an orphanage. Probably hell would have been better for the kids. They were bullied, beaten and spanked by every other kid. What little they used to talk, became completely mute. Out of fear, they spent most of the day at a remote part of the compound.
Then the monsoon came, but yet they steadfast at the corner. A mango tree was the whole world for them. Be it fever in the rain, they never missed a moment under the motherly tree. It was quite a while before someone noticed a little boy lying motionless at the root of the tree. They thought may be he was fast asleep. The little boy now was in a different world. He is safe there. He is no longer lonely. They have bid good bye to each other. Their mother gave birth to twins, him and loneliness.
Saturday, October 16, 2010
His, Hers , Theirs
Hers
She loves to cut onions. To her, it is the best thing in the kitchen to do. Its not that she is a bad cook but she probably loves to eat onions we guess. As she slices the onions to finer chops, she watches her husband roaming around her, trying to take the knife from her and help her out. As she chops more and more, her mind drifts to the days when he was different. He, a free spirit, a footloose to the core, was not only an introvert, but also seldom you would have had found him in places young guys hang out. Yet, all people and friends who know him, love to stay in company with him. There is a comforting factor in his presence which still to this day she has not been able to fathom. In those days he had this deep burning fire in his eyes and stride. She never would have imagined that this tall lanky unsocial guy will one day become her husband. Until one day, when she fell down the college stairs, suddenly a hand came to her help and she looked up to see him. Still today she bets that she saw a halo around his head that moment, though she has never revealed this to anyone. Then began their togetherness punctuated by countless treks and vacation. And one fine day she proposed to more reluctant him. She made him understand that he can go on with his being footloose, she will never hold him back. Because she loved him. And thus began another chapter in their life.
Now its different. That old him is no longer there. Everything seems to be burned out now. All that is left is the fire in his eyes. Which sometimes pops out whenever he sees national geography or some adventure stuff.
She does not blame him for this. It has been ten years of their togetherness and something happened in their life that changed the whole equation. Loss was so huge that now, they have each other and nothing else. She has to be strong. If she shows weakness, she knows he will breakdown and that she could not bear to see. She has cut down her work schedules to spend more time with him. So that he spends less time alone. Pain is so huge, that it pains even to cry. All that is left of him is the seldom smile which he brings upon his face sometimes. She craves to see the straight dimple on his cheek. She misses them so much. But there is no reason for him to smile. It seemed to her that he is trying to protect her from something. maybe pain. On that fateful day when they both lost all hope in life, she imagined that she will loose him forever. She imagined that he will pickup his rucksack and leave forever. And she would have had not stopped him and actually wanted him to go. She loved him and he is a free spirit. But it never happened that way, contrary to her belief, he settled himself and started to spend time with her.
Now its no longer that way, how it used to be. As she watches his questioning eyes she goes on slicing onions.
His
He loves to cut onions. He always have been a great cook. Better than her. He probably loves to eat onions we guess.Now as his wife slices through onions, he lends his helping hand. But she wont allow him. She has changed a lot, he thought. She is still the same, still looked the same silly little girl, the day she fell down the stairs. Still beautiful, smart with streaks of gray hair here and there. He never would have imagined that a smart girl will fall for him until she proposed him. He had no intention of settling down. And conveyed the same to her. But she convinced him otherwise and stated that he will have license to go wherever he wanted. Strange proposition. But he fell for it. After all, she is so beautiful. She is the best in business in terms of her work. Bubbly, full of life and laughter. And he, just the opposite, maybe. He could not have asked for more.
And thus began another chapter in their life.
Now its different. After that fateful day, everything changed. Now all he cares about is her. He wants to ease her pain in whatever way he can. He knows, no matter what he does. it will not do any good. But at least she will have him beside her. That is the reason he cut down on his trips. His heart aches for them. He also knows, that if he leaves now, he will be gone forever and his heart will never want to come back again. And he will never be able to forgive himself for abandoning her. His heart aches too. Pain is so great that it is even painful to cry. How could such a thing happen to good people like them. The life, which used to bounce about around them, is lost. As if, the juice has been squeezed out of the sugar cane, all that remains now is fibrous dry pulp. They are that pulp now. He watches her wife closely. Her expert hands slicing the onions. But it seems her mind is not here. It has drifted so far away, that when he calls her name she almost fails to listen. She, for some odd reason gave him a smile. How he misses them now. He misses the straight dimple in her cheek. Yes. they have that thing in common. In college days that dimple was a permanent thing on her cheeks. Now its seldom seen. He wanted to touch her and comfort her. But he knows that any sign of sympathy will break her down. He knows that she thinks of him the same way. But she does not know herself that she needs more care than him. She feels she is strong, but it is not so. He knows that. So she needs support rather than sympathy. So he silently keeps watch on her. Like an invisible hand, always comforting her. His heart Aches. Suddenly, it seemed to her, she saw that halo again. After so many years, it occurred to her again. She stopped for a second. He smiled and took the knife from her hands and began slicing the onions.
THEIRS
....So they both love to cut onions. Because it helps them to hide their tears.
She loves to cut onions. To her, it is the best thing in the kitchen to do. Its not that she is a bad cook but she probably loves to eat onions we guess. As she slices the onions to finer chops, she watches her husband roaming around her, trying to take the knife from her and help her out. As she chops more and more, her mind drifts to the days when he was different. He, a free spirit, a footloose to the core, was not only an introvert, but also seldom you would have had found him in places young guys hang out. Yet, all people and friends who know him, love to stay in company with him. There is a comforting factor in his presence which still to this day she has not been able to fathom. In those days he had this deep burning fire in his eyes and stride. She never would have imagined that this tall lanky unsocial guy will one day become her husband. Until one day, when she fell down the college stairs, suddenly a hand came to her help and she looked up to see him. Still today she bets that she saw a halo around his head that moment, though she has never revealed this to anyone. Then began their togetherness punctuated by countless treks and vacation. And one fine day she proposed to more reluctant him. She made him understand that he can go on with his being footloose, she will never hold him back. Because she loved him. And thus began another chapter in their life.
Now its different. That old him is no longer there. Everything seems to be burned out now. All that is left is the fire in his eyes. Which sometimes pops out whenever he sees national geography or some adventure stuff.
She does not blame him for this. It has been ten years of their togetherness and something happened in their life that changed the whole equation. Loss was so huge that now, they have each other and nothing else. She has to be strong. If she shows weakness, she knows he will breakdown and that she could not bear to see. She has cut down her work schedules to spend more time with him. So that he spends less time alone. Pain is so huge, that it pains even to cry. All that is left of him is the seldom smile which he brings upon his face sometimes. She craves to see the straight dimple on his cheek. She misses them so much. But there is no reason for him to smile. It seemed to her that he is trying to protect her from something. maybe pain. On that fateful day when they both lost all hope in life, she imagined that she will loose him forever. She imagined that he will pickup his rucksack and leave forever. And she would have had not stopped him and actually wanted him to go. She loved him and he is a free spirit. But it never happened that way, contrary to her belief, he settled himself and started to spend time with her.
Now its no longer that way, how it used to be. As she watches his questioning eyes she goes on slicing onions.
His
He loves to cut onions. He always have been a great cook. Better than her. He probably loves to eat onions we guess.Now as his wife slices through onions, he lends his helping hand. But she wont allow him. She has changed a lot, he thought. She is still the same, still looked the same silly little girl, the day she fell down the stairs. Still beautiful, smart with streaks of gray hair here and there. He never would have imagined that a smart girl will fall for him until she proposed him. He had no intention of settling down. And conveyed the same to her. But she convinced him otherwise and stated that he will have license to go wherever he wanted. Strange proposition. But he fell for it. After all, she is so beautiful. She is the best in business in terms of her work. Bubbly, full of life and laughter. And he, just the opposite, maybe. He could not have asked for more.
And thus began another chapter in their life.
Now its different. After that fateful day, everything changed. Now all he cares about is her. He wants to ease her pain in whatever way he can. He knows, no matter what he does. it will not do any good. But at least she will have him beside her. That is the reason he cut down on his trips. His heart aches for them. He also knows, that if he leaves now, he will be gone forever and his heart will never want to come back again. And he will never be able to forgive himself for abandoning her. His heart aches too. Pain is so great that it is even painful to cry. How could such a thing happen to good people like them. The life, which used to bounce about around them, is lost. As if, the juice has been squeezed out of the sugar cane, all that remains now is fibrous dry pulp. They are that pulp now. He watches her wife closely. Her expert hands slicing the onions. But it seems her mind is not here. It has drifted so far away, that when he calls her name she almost fails to listen. She, for some odd reason gave him a smile. How he misses them now. He misses the straight dimple in her cheek. Yes. they have that thing in common. In college days that dimple was a permanent thing on her cheeks. Now its seldom seen. He wanted to touch her and comfort her. But he knows that any sign of sympathy will break her down. He knows that she thinks of him the same way. But she does not know herself that she needs more care than him. She feels she is strong, but it is not so. He knows that. So she needs support rather than sympathy. So he silently keeps watch on her. Like an invisible hand, always comforting her. His heart Aches. Suddenly, it seemed to her, she saw that halo again. After so many years, it occurred to her again. She stopped for a second. He smiled and took the knife from her hands and began slicing the onions.
THEIRS
....So they both love to cut onions. Because it helps them to hide their tears.
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
aLeX iN WonDerLand
So...you must be thinking whats all this about? Well, very honestly, I cannot tell you. Its for you to guess. But that day the white rabbit did show off a lot. With his big showy spectacles and and big pocket watch, which I do not know how it keeps in it's pocket, it will make you feel that you are missing something. Indeed, you are surely missing something. And just like anybody else, Alex will simply follow it to the rabbit hole.
Now down below the rabbit hole and beyond the darkness, to everyone, lies a dreamy land. A dream come true to be there. Without thinking anything, alex jumps into the rabbit hole. On reaching the wonderland, there was a very small cake for him. I mean really tiny. And that really tiny cake, was supposed to make him really huge. Hah!!! there goes the first catch. Now wonderland, is thought to be very wonderful and its so huge that sun never sets in wonderland.
The first thing which happens to alex, that he meets caterpillar. The Caterpillar is sitting on a mushroom while smoking a hookah, when alex first meets him. Not only the guru like caterpillar teaches him to eat mushrooms, but also how to garden and grow them. They become dear friends, but caterpillar mostly keeps to himself. But what attracted alex more often was the Cheshire Cat. The Cheshire Cat is the cat of the Duchess. alex meets it when he leaves the Duchess house, and finds it in a tree. It constantly grins and can disappear and reappear whenever it likes. Sometimes it
disappears and leaves its grin behind. Its grin sometimes is really stupid and irritating. It tries to teach alex about all the important things in wonderland, but seldom remembers them for himself. As like any cat, it only cares for those who offer him a sauce pan of milk. As it is said of cats, they seldom remain loyal.
For first few days, alex had a wonderful time in wonderland. But slowly, the queen of hearts cut down the cake supplies. And even the mad hatter parties were off too. It was just making merry and merry. There was nothing else to do. In addition to that, there was jabberwocky. Jabberwocky is an invisible, scary being. Seldom comes in limelight, but when it does it spares no one. alex always tried not to disturb this creature. But one day things led to a scary situation and jabberwocky was really after him. But he managed to save himself some how. Madhatter is a pretty comfortable character and is like a guradian to alex. But if front of queen of hearts, everyone is just as stupid as a stone. But his tea parties always comforted alex.
After many days when alex got bored with all the merry making that wonderland had to offer him, he decided to meet queen of hearts. The queen of Hearts rules over Wonderland and is a tyrant - violent, authoritative and dominant. SHe likes to play croquet with live flamingoes and hedgehogs as mallets and balls (but only when she wins, and by hid own rules) and constantly orders the beheading of people when something isn't to her liking. SHe also has her own ideas about how trials should be conducted, and is feared by all other Wonderland inhabitants because of her lack of patience and explosive character. Many has fallen prey to her. So, as i was saying...queen of hearts never saw him and alex returned dissapointed.
This is how, each day and night went by without any event. alex neither grew tall nor fattened up. Infact he grew thinner. With this came a turnin gpoint in wonderland. alex attends a trial whereby the Knave of hearts is accused of stealing the Queen's tarts. The jury is composed of various animals, including Bill the Lizard, the White Rabbit is the court's trumpeter, and the judge is the King of Hearts.
The White Rabbit announces the charges as:
The Queen of Hearts, she made some tarts,
All on a summer day:
The Knave of Hearts, he stole those tarts,
and took them quite away!
The Knave rarely speaks during the trial. The Mad Hatter is called to give evidence but spends his entire time being nervous in front of the King and Queen of Hearts, and the Duchess's cook is summoned to tell the court what tarts are made of. By this time caterpillar left the court in disgust and Knave was suppose serve a sentence of ten years of rigourous merry making in woderland. Without any break. Chesire cat is nowhere to be seen and not its big grin is visible. He did not knew knave or caterpilaar at all. Interestingly alex was made a witness for something he had no idea. But he was gain not heard by anyone.
So, after the trial, nobody knew what happened to knave. alex is still sometimes seen in wonderland wandering about in his own thoughts and completely bored with all the merry making. But you will certainly see the white rabbit in your garden. And you might follow him to the wonderland. What a wonderful situation that would be, is, was!!!
Now down below the rabbit hole and beyond the darkness, to everyone, lies a dreamy land. A dream come true to be there. Without thinking anything, alex jumps into the rabbit hole. On reaching the wonderland, there was a very small cake for him. I mean really tiny. And that really tiny cake, was supposed to make him really huge. Hah!!! there goes the first catch. Now wonderland, is thought to be very wonderful and its so huge that sun never sets in wonderland.
The first thing which happens to alex, that he meets caterpillar. The Caterpillar is sitting on a mushroom while smoking a hookah, when alex first meets him. Not only the guru like caterpillar teaches him to eat mushrooms, but also how to garden and grow them. They become dear friends, but caterpillar mostly keeps to himself. But what attracted alex more often was the Cheshire Cat. The Cheshire Cat is the cat of the Duchess. alex meets it when he leaves the Duchess house, and finds it in a tree. It constantly grins and can disappear and reappear whenever it likes. Sometimes it
disappears and leaves its grin behind. Its grin sometimes is really stupid and irritating. It tries to teach alex about all the important things in wonderland, but seldom remembers them for himself. As like any cat, it only cares for those who offer him a sauce pan of milk. As it is said of cats, they seldom remain loyal.
For first few days, alex had a wonderful time in wonderland. But slowly, the queen of hearts cut down the cake supplies. And even the mad hatter parties were off too. It was just making merry and merry. There was nothing else to do. In addition to that, there was jabberwocky. Jabberwocky is an invisible, scary being. Seldom comes in limelight, but when it does it spares no one. alex always tried not to disturb this creature. But one day things led to a scary situation and jabberwocky was really after him. But he managed to save himself some how. Madhatter is a pretty comfortable character and is like a guradian to alex. But if front of queen of hearts, everyone is just as stupid as a stone. But his tea parties always comforted alex.
After many days when alex got bored with all the merry making that wonderland had to offer him, he decided to meet queen of hearts. The queen of Hearts rules over Wonderland and is a tyrant - violent, authoritative and dominant. SHe likes to play croquet with live flamingoes and hedgehogs as mallets and balls (but only when she wins, and by hid own rules) and constantly orders the beheading of people when something isn't to her liking. SHe also has her own ideas about how trials should be conducted, and is feared by all other Wonderland inhabitants because of her lack of patience and explosive character. Many has fallen prey to her. So, as i was saying...queen of hearts never saw him and alex returned dissapointed.
This is how, each day and night went by without any event. alex neither grew tall nor fattened up. Infact he grew thinner. With this came a turnin gpoint in wonderland. alex attends a trial whereby the Knave of hearts is accused of stealing the Queen's tarts. The jury is composed of various animals, including Bill the Lizard, the White Rabbit is the court's trumpeter, and the judge is the King of Hearts.
The White Rabbit announces the charges as:
The Queen of Hearts, she made some tarts,
All on a summer day:
The Knave of Hearts, he stole those tarts,
and took them quite away!
The Knave rarely speaks during the trial. The Mad Hatter is called to give evidence but spends his entire time being nervous in front of the King and Queen of Hearts, and the Duchess's cook is summoned to tell the court what tarts are made of. By this time caterpillar left the court in disgust and Knave was suppose serve a sentence of ten years of rigourous merry making in woderland. Without any break. Chesire cat is nowhere to be seen and not its big grin is visible. He did not knew knave or caterpilaar at all. Interestingly alex was made a witness for something he had no idea. But he was gain not heard by anyone.
So, after the trial, nobody knew what happened to knave. alex is still sometimes seen in wonderland wandering about in his own thoughts and completely bored with all the merry making. But you will certainly see the white rabbit in your garden. And you might follow him to the wonderland. What a wonderful situation that would be, is, was!!!
Friday, October 1, 2010
Reflections
So....few days back I happen to stare upon a beautiful girl. She was laughing and dancing, swinging the swings and God knows what she was doing. She was around five I guess with no damn care in her life. And this is true for her friends too. So, what I was staring at? After much thought for a few days I realized that I was actually looking at her innocence. Now, why on earth I will even think of such a thing. Then I thought, that man, as a human, will always think of something that he has lost.
This singularity of idea drove to another milestone in my life. I suddenly realized a decade has passed. You must be perplexed? What the heck is he talking about?, must be your thought. Say it coincidence or no matter what, about ten years back when I was about to exit my teens, I did happen to ponder then that what will happen to me ten years from now? Where will I be? What will I do? Or what will become of me? These curious questions came in my mind. And so it has now, this is what has triggered the thought. I think these questions were, are, pretty innocent.
A decade has passed since these questions. And as I look behind for the roads I left behind, I must admit that it has been pretty eventful ten years. So much so that I can write a novel. No, not just my life, but about people I know, I knew. There has been times when others old like me did what they were supposed to do at their age. I happen to do something else. I did not care then and do not care now. But there are few things you always think about. No matter how much you want. Things which were indeed stupid to do, and probably brings smile to your face now, things you regret, feel guilty about it or may be, makes you sad. Those were not stupid things, but your innocence. I believe that innocence always stays there with you. Its just the dust and grime of life that buries it.
Its those questions. Those are pretty innocent questions. In those questions lies the innocence. A mammoth ten year projection, never thinking what it is or what it will be. Just this thought is innocent enough. You smile. You laugh. Whats there in a smile? I believe its innocence. That why it looks and feels so good. Its the child inside you that tries to capture your mind and sometimes comes out in the open.
By now probably I have bored you enough. You see I did not want to its just that the child inside wanted to do something stupid. This is it. :))
This singularity of idea drove to another milestone in my life. I suddenly realized a decade has passed. You must be perplexed? What the heck is he talking about?, must be your thought. Say it coincidence or no matter what, about ten years back when I was about to exit my teens, I did happen to ponder then that what will happen to me ten years from now? Where will I be? What will I do? Or what will become of me? These curious questions came in my mind. And so it has now, this is what has triggered the thought. I think these questions were, are, pretty innocent.
A decade has passed since these questions. And as I look behind for the roads I left behind, I must admit that it has been pretty eventful ten years. So much so that I can write a novel. No, not just my life, but about people I know, I knew. There has been times when others old like me did what they were supposed to do at their age. I happen to do something else. I did not care then and do not care now. But there are few things you always think about. No matter how much you want. Things which were indeed stupid to do, and probably brings smile to your face now, things you regret, feel guilty about it or may be, makes you sad. Those were not stupid things, but your innocence. I believe that innocence always stays there with you. Its just the dust and grime of life that buries it.
Its those questions. Those are pretty innocent questions. In those questions lies the innocence. A mammoth ten year projection, never thinking what it is or what it will be. Just this thought is innocent enough. You smile. You laugh. Whats there in a smile? I believe its innocence. That why it looks and feels so good. Its the child inside you that tries to capture your mind and sometimes comes out in the open.
By now probably I have bored you enough. You see I did not want to its just that the child inside wanted to do something stupid. This is it. :))
Sunday, June 13, 2010
Fences
So...you have seen fences....plenty of them. I have always wondered why do we need fences. I know you might be having some obvious answers. And I have often wondered what fences do. Is it for keeping us out? Or is it for keeping us in? Or probably both of them? hmmm...ummmm....well... interesting. Or is it to constrict our world...to make a sense of being secured in a free world. You are free to do anything within fences of jurisdiction. How long have been free. Are you free. Do you have the freedom.
I love eagles. Have you seen them soaring high above with its enormous wings spread wide across. With wind splashing in his face and a warm sun at his back it flies to anywhere. I do sometimes wish that I was born an eagle. He has no boundaries. No one to stop him. Next time when up in the terrace, close your eyes, spread your hands and try to imagine that you are an eagle. Remember to spread your fingers just like the wings of an eagle. And try to imagine that you are flying. Its weird act but try once. You wont regret the wind blowing into your face.
When was the last time you felt free? When was the last time you felt like an eagle? Or is it that you have always compromised? All around you there are invisible fences which you don't see, or don't want to see. You have always wanted to be something in life, but you were told not to...or even worse...not allowed to. Worst of it, you really don't care, you have taken it for granted. You are not alone my friend. We all are in shackles which we are told does not exists or, are not allowed to see. Man greatest possession is his mind. It is with which he was born in this world. As a toddler you are taught many things, many wisdom, many rules. They try to bend and twist your mind and try to draw invisible fences. Basically they condition you. You are educated in so called cultured manner. You are told what is good and what is bad. And who teaches you all these things. Everyone around you. Parents, relatives, teachers and administration and list could go on and on.
But what about your mind? The free mind. That mind has every right to be free. But is there something called a free will. Ask people about what they wanted to become.Most of them will say something which is not what they are currently doing. This world has not allowed him/her to do that. The free mind and free heart starves. And will starve all through lifetime. It is then you feel the unhappiness no matter what things of 'happiness' you do. And there is a fair chance that you don,t even realize it. Because you are told by them that you are free. And you have believed them. And you do not see the shackles of rules and regulations.
What about me? You have a friend there my friend. We all are bounded by such fences. Unlike that eagle high up in the sky. Fences my friend. He does not have fences my friend.
I love eagles. Have you seen them soaring high above with its enormous wings spread wide across. With wind splashing in his face and a warm sun at his back it flies to anywhere. I do sometimes wish that I was born an eagle. He has no boundaries. No one to stop him. Next time when up in the terrace, close your eyes, spread your hands and try to imagine that you are an eagle. Remember to spread your fingers just like the wings of an eagle. And try to imagine that you are flying. Its weird act but try once. You wont regret the wind blowing into your face.
When was the last time you felt free? When was the last time you felt like an eagle? Or is it that you have always compromised? All around you there are invisible fences which you don't see, or don't want to see. You have always wanted to be something in life, but you were told not to...or even worse...not allowed to. Worst of it, you really don't care, you have taken it for granted. You are not alone my friend. We all are in shackles which we are told does not exists or, are not allowed to see. Man greatest possession is his mind. It is with which he was born in this world. As a toddler you are taught many things, many wisdom, many rules. They try to bend and twist your mind and try to draw invisible fences. Basically they condition you. You are educated in so called cultured manner. You are told what is good and what is bad. And who teaches you all these things. Everyone around you. Parents, relatives, teachers and administration and list could go on and on.
But what about your mind? The free mind. That mind has every right to be free. But is there something called a free will. Ask people about what they wanted to become.Most of them will say something which is not what they are currently doing. This world has not allowed him/her to do that. The free mind and free heart starves. And will starve all through lifetime. It is then you feel the unhappiness no matter what things of 'happiness' you do. And there is a fair chance that you don,t even realize it. Because you are told by them that you are free. And you have believed them. And you do not see the shackles of rules and regulations.
What about me? You have a friend there my friend. We all are bounded by such fences. Unlike that eagle high up in the sky. Fences my friend. He does not have fences my friend.
Monday, May 17, 2010
When?
So when was the last time you really smiled from within your heart? Or had a great laughter? Not just for making someone else happy? But a laughter that made you happy? When was the last time you stopped to hear a bird chirp? When was the last time you looked up at the sky and saw the white fluffy clouds whirl at a blue background? When was the last time you were absolutely carefree? When was the last time you read a decent book? When? When? Wheeeeeeeeeennnnnnn?
You know, I can go on and on and on..... You don't have an answer do you. Did you actually gave it a thought....hmmm..no. As I am typing this ultimate crap, I can hear kids playing and chattering to themselves. Actually, after many a day, I stopped to hear them. Its just their voice and innocence that's floating into my ears. Voices are chirpy, carefree and most of it all, happy. Ummm happy. Are we happy?? I am lying in my bed and my rooms window opens itself up to a very leafy tree. Don't ask its kind, because I don't know. I never gave it a thought of knowing. Wonder why? Anyways, that tree is leafy green and currently its spring in Wisconsin, so sky is blue. You know blog, I have seen this tree everyday, but today its looks certainly seemed different. I know what you will say, same old story, I have never seen it before the way I should have. hmmmm
Its not that I am not doing well. Then what??? I don't know. I don't f*****g know!!!
You know what I did just now?? I opened up the window and let the air flow in. And what do I get as a bonus? Some distant bird singing to itself. How rewarding.....but..I don't know the birds name :( ....how ignorant of me. I will never learn....
Somebody told me once that I have a very fickle mind. I am very restless. And there's a storm running 24 x 7 in my mind. People who know me closely, won't accept that. Any day. Actually, I confess, its true. That storm strikes without warning and I drift away...................................
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........................sorry I drifted away a little...hehehe. It makes me like a fool and makes me forget myself. As I call it myself, my Seldom Self. I am forgetting what I thought of writing....
When was the last time I saw sunrise? Or maybe even a sunset? Oh!! I remember. Last November at the Santa Monica Beach, CA. I sat at the beach till the sun went down and all was left but the crimson hue in sky. It felt wonderful. There was no heavenly bodies on the beach itself to distract me. But those kinda days nowadays is rare and priceless. Sunrise. You got to be kidding. It won't cross a score, the number of sunrises that I have seen. When was the last time you saw a sunrise.
When was the last time you had a decent sleep. Or you slept even though you don't require it. Siesta?? I think I will do that now. Bye blog. I will be back soon.
You know, I can go on and on and on..... You don't have an answer do you. Did you actually gave it a thought....hmmm..no. As I am typing this ultimate crap, I can hear kids playing and chattering to themselves. Actually, after many a day, I stopped to hear them. Its just their voice and innocence that's floating into my ears. Voices are chirpy, carefree and most of it all, happy. Ummm happy. Are we happy?? I am lying in my bed and my rooms window opens itself up to a very leafy tree. Don't ask its kind, because I don't know. I never gave it a thought of knowing. Wonder why? Anyways, that tree is leafy green and currently its spring in Wisconsin, so sky is blue. You know blog, I have seen this tree everyday, but today its looks certainly seemed different. I know what you will say, same old story, I have never seen it before the way I should have. hmmmm
Its not that I am not doing well. Then what??? I don't know. I don't f*****g know!!!
You know what I did just now?? I opened up the window and let the air flow in. And what do I get as a bonus? Some distant bird singing to itself. How rewarding.....but..I don't know the birds name :( ....how ignorant of me. I will never learn....
Somebody told me once that I have a very fickle mind. I am very restless. And there's a storm running 24 x 7 in my mind. People who know me closely, won't accept that. Any day. Actually, I confess, its true. That storm strikes without warning and I drift away...................................
............................................................................................................................................................
........................sorry I drifted away a little...hehehe. It makes me like a fool and makes me forget myself. As I call it myself, my Seldom Self. I am forgetting what I thought of writing....
When was the last time I saw sunrise? Or maybe even a sunset? Oh!! I remember. Last November at the Santa Monica Beach, CA. I sat at the beach till the sun went down and all was left but the crimson hue in sky. It felt wonderful. There was no heavenly bodies on the beach itself to distract me. But those kinda days nowadays is rare and priceless. Sunrise. You got to be kidding. It won't cross a score, the number of sunrises that I have seen. When was the last time you saw a sunrise.
When was the last time you had a decent sleep. Or you slept even though you don't require it. Siesta?? I think I will do that now. Bye blog. I will be back soon.
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