Expressions illimitées...

Don't Die on a Weekend!!

2011-09-07T09:37:00.003+05:30

Few are too busy with their lives to acknowledge it and few already have plans for their weekend!!! Either way, they seem to have more important things on their mind, than you. People are too busy earning their dimes the entire week and when the weekend comes, they plan on how they are going to earn the next dime starting next week. Friends don't drop in or call anymore. Priorities catch in and calenders fill up. But the fact remains that we take out time on our availability, comfort and requirement.

So if you are planning to die on a weekend, think again, people around you don't have much time. Unless you have scheduled an appointment and have asked people to keep their calenders free. Well, this situation is not too far off I guess!! You might even find a "like" status on your Facebook profile for such a status update.

Hey, lets catch up for a coffee?

Not today...weekend? If you are free...

I have something important to talk...

Oh is it...Ok I will call in the weekend.

Enough of this...our relationship is not working.

Not now baby...can we discuss this in the weekend?

Hey, I am dying..

I am in a meeting now...can you wait till the weekend? Lol

Why do all important things need to get to the weekend or scheduled to the end of the week? As a kid I was taught "do it now" and postponing a work is procrastination and its not the answer to be a successful person. Over a period the saying changed from "do it now" to "plan it now'

In a recent conversation with a friend and argument surfaced about what "concern" means to each of us. One said, concern is about caring about the person wholeheartedly and distance or boundaries were not limited. The other side of the argument was that a concern should also be acknowledged at times by showing it at the right time and with a right gesture. Too much of concern when not required was far more less important to that shown when required and made at the right time. Both had our side of the argument which none of us won. But later, when thought about the discussion, it felt that it was not only about how much you care about a person but it is also about letting the person know that you care for him, timing is definitely the key.

Out of our busy lives with day in and day out of work load, our pursuit for happiness is only left in planning. I don't know if I can generalize the situation elsewhere but people around me have become so busy with their luxurious daily survival struggle which at times keeps me thinking if they would be able to take out time on someones unscheduled death, out of their planned schedule, if it is ought to be so.

Funny, were the days when I reached the skies.

Funny, were the days when I counted the stars.

Race is the way of life today,

Funny, that I need to plan my days now.

Funny, were the pranks I played.

Funny, were the lies I made.

Time seems a distant travel,

Funny, that I need to plan my time now.

Funny, what money meant.

Funny, how gestures were spent.

Coins replaced the pockets,

Funny, that I plan my numbers now.

Yes!! Things around us do change with time and people. Most valued people in our lives live the farthest. I do admire the fact that the values of these relationships have not diminished, yet the argument still remains that there is always a sense of hollowness that occupies when the right shoulder is not found at the right time.

Essence of reality need not always be shown out in profoundness but taking the essence itself out of the reality is something that needs a thought on. There is nothing more important than to take out that time out of our busy lives to acknowledge that fact that we value the people who mean a lot to us and letting them know that it does not matter when and where they die, you will always be there for them!!!

Repeat the order please...

2011-07-25T22:08:00.014+05:30

“We remember the sour implications of life and tend to forget the lighter exuberance when it comes down to know what we do and what we don’t.“

How many conversations that we had during a coffee are cherished when compared to the conversations we had during a drink? It’s hard to recollect any… Unless you believe in non-violence and have taken a vow of not losing control of yourself and looking at life in a sane way!!

Continuing on the insanity, moments when we thought that we were in complete control of what we were doing and speaking could hardly be recollected and moments when we assumed to be under control but were not, are cherished for a lifetime.

One of my friends walked bare foot for 300 mts just to tell me that I was wearing a wrong pair of footwear.

Friend to a bartender: I have 3 questions for you…

1. Are you really Chinese?

2. If you are Chinese…what’s your age?

3. No...I will not ask the third question…

A friend while getting down, hit the roof and bounced back into the car.

One stopped his car in middle of the road at 2 in the morning and called up just to inform me how stupid his friends were in doing so.

How can I forget the masterpiece when the entire group stood for the photograph only to find out that we needed to identify ourselves by the footwear.

Few never wanted to drive so that they could consume more.

Few had a fetish to drive when their so called ‘control’ tumbled around.

Just before the happy hours were over, you order few more pegs of scotch to make sure the party continued, but at half the expense.

One had reasons and the other never did.

On the other hand, conversations at a coffee shop are too intellectual I guess. If not all, most of them were. “MY” point discussions dominate the conversation and Socrates with his philosophies lived all over again in every word we said. These discussions tend to go more logical, not that we did not enjoy it; but we still have reasons to forget such conversations after an exhaustive session.

But why do people get philosophical over a coffee and emotional on alcohol?

I presume both coffee and alcohol are intoxicating to the mind. The difference is that one keeps the body in control the other doesn't.

You talk about life.

You talk about logic.

When convincing is tough,

You fall for perception.

Does it matter? Can you repeat the order please…

You talk about highs.

You talk about lows.

When the going goes good,

You indent the reasons.

Does it matter? Can you repeat the order please…

You talk about similarities

You talk about realities

When realization hangs around,

You search for priorities.

Does it matter? Can you repeat the order please…

Life is made up of moments and moments make the Life. A lost moment is a lost count in the measurement of what could have been but did not. It does not mean that you need to be more exploring, to catch up with those moments. Living the ones which come to you and those you strive for, makes more sense than striving for the ones which come to you and dreaming for those which pulls you away!!

At the end of it all….Does it matter?

Naaa….Can you repeat the order please!!!!

2 Minute drive...

2011-06-19T14:24:00.014+05:30

How many times have you spent time laughing on the dance steps of a song from an old hindi movie, after you put the TV volume on mute. I am sure most of us have tried that, one time or the other. Have you tried playing a funny song from your IPod along with it? You will laugh your gut out. Definitely a worthwhile pass time when you are bored or sitting idle. You tend to relate those words to the steps of the song and most times they tend to match the song that you are listening to. Ever wondered how that happens?

So close to reality!!! A similar thing happens with us every time we are on the move. When you drive, obviously with your eyes wide open, you see a lot of people around you, driving, walking, standing or few in conversation with others. That’s the picture you see (TV) and when you have nothing specific to think about, your brain (IPod) starts the music. With every picture you see, music you are listening to will change. Haa shuffle mode is it?

“Why the hell is he honking? Get lost..I am not gonna give you the way.”

“Jackass…he is driving like a maniac”

“Wow…what a babe!!! Bad..she doesn’t have a good taste…look at the Idiot beside her”

“Now..which one was the shortcut? Oops guess I took the longest way possible”

“Go get a room you two…”

"Hey they are getting into fight...lets see who hits first"

Can any technology beat the music player in our mind especially when the music is being played as per your mood? You don’t need to worry about what you want to listen to and if the song you are listening to sounds not so good enough, music changes. Best part of it, you don’t need to put any efforts. Music does fade away with change in picture but in reality we frame opinions in trying to understand what we see. We frame those opinions as per our convenience, assumptions and of course our state of mind plays a role too. But somewhere down the line when we are in a similar position or situation, we tend to understand the other side of the story.

Now recall those moments when you yelled at someone for speeding or crossing the road. In peak hours, how many times have you crossed the road stopping a vehicle by just waving your hand? Your have a story to tell that you were standing on the other side of the road for a long time and you had to cross the road. There is also another side of the story to it, the story of the one who was driving the vehicle you just stopped. It doesn't end there, there was a third person who was observing you struggle crossing the road and a fourth who was observing the third staring at something on road and then the fifth…sixth…seventh…Everything is interconnected, isn't it? We tend to look at a person and try to perceive what he is up to, who in turn has a different perspective since he was looking at something else that you were unable to. Both, cant see each others views until the places change.

They say, simplest and most beautiful things in life, at times, gets ignored. You ignore a fact that you enjoyed talking to yourself in the drive without any influences and the same 2 minute drive has taught you more than what the entire day could offer. Now…what did it offer? Well… answer to that depends on the how we looked at the picture. I choose not to answer that question and generalize what each one of us had experienced while trying to understand what somebody was attempting.

But one thing that can be generalized is that if you go back to see the same picture that you saw a while back, it would have changed, not only in image but also in perception.

I was driving by when I saw him run.

I looked back, it was just a race.

I was driving by, I saw an accident.

I looked back, few friends were playing around.

I was driving by and I knew it was her.

I looked back, she had changed.

I was driving by when I heard someone call me.

I looked back, someone else had the same name.

I was driving by when the water reached the edge.

I looked back and realized that waves don't stay on shore.

I was driving by when I realized that few things were left behind.

I looked back but their destination changed.

I was driving by when I understood the miscalculation.

I looked back, traces of the steps were missing.

I was driving by and couldn't stop myself adoring few moments.

When I look back I see experiences following me.

Am I God?

2011-06-08T20:50:00.016+05:30

When I woke up this morning, I had a strange feeling. A feeling that circled from mind to heart, logic to emotion and right to wrong. On most days, I would have called it confusion, but today, it isn't the case. It was not confusion, it was a strong feeling of doing what has to be done but weighing it in terms of moral and ethical conscience.

Weighing? Why do we need to weigh the moralities of a decision which you feel is going to do good for one or bad for the other if the intention is either of it? I am sure all of us take decisions based on how logical it is and what good it is going to do to us or the ones whom we have taken the decision for. Then why think about morality? We know the answer… “The decision we take, may not always be accepted”.

If the intuition of a decision is too high or rigid, we tend to go ahead and make the so called “people’ accept it and if the intuition is on the softer side, we tend to let it go, but that is only time bound, I assume. But, how many times have you let go a decision you made, unless and of course you couldn't take a stand on what you want. Interesting part of we humans comes up when we intend to take up that decision on a stronger note and we make sure that people accept our decision, by hook or crook.

These decisions, which may not be always beneficial to you or may not mean that you are not harming your own self or it might also mean something which might do good for someone else important to you. Let’s call this “forcing” a decision but if and when we do so IS IT NOT TOO GODLY? God forces his decisions on us whether we accept it or not!!!

How many times, decisions have been forced upon us knowingly or unknowingly. One is destined to be a cricketer…who made them one and whose decision was it…parents? Friends? One is destined to be an avatar…who influenced him? Followers? The ones who are not involved in that decision might be humble enough to say it is “destiny”. There is an old saying that “together we can make or break”. When one decision from too many people coincides they make it happen. Most times…it applies to individual decisions too.

GOD….? You don’t need powers to be one. You need not pull up the sun for it to rise or the moon, to balance life. You don’t need magic to make things happen in an instance. But one thing that makes us human’s equivalent to god is the way in which one “forces” decisions. God does it for good (they say)…we do it for good as well. Who’s good? Hmmm that’s something that one needs to debate about…

I took the turn when the sign said so.
I took the turn when the sign said so.
They said I was wrong…
I read the sign when the time said so.
They said I was wrong…

Swept by the time,
Stood by the sign,
I started being right...
As I was forced with a direction.

Learning was not tough.
Staying afloat was not enough.
Heard them say...
God has a reason, so why make it rough?

Learning was not tough.
Staying afloat was not enough.
I wrote my line...
God has a reason, if I give him mine.

I took the turn when the sign said so.
They said I was wrong...
I had my reason and took them around.
I read the sign when the time said so.
They said I was wrong...
I forced my reason and lead them along.

We blame God for something that went wrong and we thank him, at times, for doing something right.

As an individual you are judged as well, when your decisions go either way.

Except for the magical touch and the miracles that we heard about…there is a lot to compare between the two. Everyone has this intuition….everyone takes a decision at one point or the other…everyone, once in a while, force their own reasons… and all of this boils down to a question…Are you a GOD, in your own limitation? Are you a GOD, with your own reason? Are you a GOD, to think what is right and what is wrong? Are you a GOD, to own the responsibility of doing good or bad?

Are you a GOD? and Am I a GOD?

Left, Right and Straight!!!

2010-10-09T11:38:00.012+05:30

Take a left…Take a right..no no just go straight!! We come across such situations almost every time we travel. It sounds so funny that I relate everything to anything at times or I just love to see it that way.

At school, we had this weird exercise of matching the left section to the right by drawing an arrow or a line. If the book said all that you marked were correct, you get the full marks or else your teacher looks down upon you as a piece of crap who could not even match simple things. Wait…what about your friends? Ha I remember I always had a good fortune of being around with the ones who did well in their exams and soon after we got our marks they had a grin on their face…”you are so stupid man…this is just this way…its so simple”.

My teacher was right, my books were right and my friends were right too. But I had this question, why was I wrong in matching those small things? Or was I really wrong? A bat matches to a boy playing with it, the same bat matches to a ball with which it is being played, the same freaking bat matches a playground in which it is being used and the same god damn bat matches another boy who has interchanged it from the first!!! I was wrong because the book said so, my teacher and friends were right because again the book said so. Few steps relate to everything we do and how we presume it...We were taught that a line was the border, beyond which there is something bad and unknown. All those who crossed those lines were bad and all who did not are good people like us???

But who really defined it that way? No disrespect to them but when I look from their point of view I feel they must have seen the consequences themselves and were trying to help others by telling them that it was difficult to travel on a path which 95% of people dint and it was tough. But again the interpretation comes down to an individual who likes what he is doing. I guess we change our course to get away from something difficult or see ourselves happy or at times see the ones we love happy!!!

Take a left
Take a right
Now go straight
What do you see? Grave yard!!!

Lets try it again…

Take a right
Take a left
Now go straight
What do you see? Dead end!!!

Lets try it again…

Go straight
Take a left
Take a left
Take a left
What do you see? Point where I started!!!

Lets try it again

Take a right
Take a left
Take a left
Take a right
What do you feel? I could have come straight!!!

Lets try it again

Take a left
Take a left
Go straight
Take a right
How is it now? I am on the wrong way!!!

"I am so confused…
You confused me
I don’t have aims
You molded it with your directions"

Somewhere, somehow…few paths are lost in finding the right direction or allowing your directions to be shown by others. You commit mistakes we come back and we try to start a new journey. You know what is right and what is left in you. You are the best judge of your heart, mind and your situation. If you are right then you are right because you have your reasons. If you are wrong then you know it better than anyone else. May be judging the path by consequences will not fetch you your life!!!

My Life...What the hell are rules??

2010-10-02T12:34:00.007+05:30

I wanna jump up and down

I wanna run round and round

I wanna raise singing loud

I wanna drop dancing down

Views will not be defined

Fun will not be confined

Freedom will have a meaning

I will have a new feeling

I wanna fly high and high

I wanna fall feeling light

I wanna swim breathing slow

I wanna play cheating right

Raising Sun will be loved

Sleeping Moon will be adored

Mornings will be realized more

Chirping birds will be heard

I wanna fight for a toy

I wanna sleep like a kid

I wanna lie for a chocolate

I wanna stay with my pets

Sky will be beautiful

Stars can be counted

Rains will be enjoyed

Time will be sensed

I wanna pray for no reason

I wanna feel every season

I wanna sit without a thought

I wanna live forgetting all the rules!!!!

Endless...

2010-09-24T20:12:00.010+05:30

“Picture abhi baaki hai mere dost…happies the endings” agree to agree or agree to disagree; we might have our own reasons and views to look at it. We would like to see everything end in a happy way..lets not call it human, even aliens might have these feelings like ”lets kill humans and take control of the earth”..happies the endings for them.

“Pursuit of happiness” one of my favorite movies…so true, you can only pursue certain things because they are endless and you will never be able to reach the end of it. Have you ever weighed the pros and cons of you being happy? I never did until I started writing this. Does it matter? May or may not be…depends on each of our perspectives.

One of my professors at college said…”every advantage has a disadvantage related to it”. We are fine when advantage is at our end…disadvantage gets transferred to some other shoulder right!!! I guess happiness also has advantage and disadvantage..when we get happy, knowingly or unknowingly someone else gets sad for the same reason. You win a race...who is bothered who lost it. One action gives endless results, we end up with one of it.

Is that relativity? You can’t keep thinking about it because if you do…. you will never move on…

Stupidity is endless

Being stupid may not

Silence is endless

Being silent may not

Believing is endless

Our limitations may not

Assumptions are endless

Assuming the facts may not

Few actions are chosen

Few steps are owned

Few results are lost

Few reactions are bound

Dreams are endless

Reality may not

Ambitions are endless

Aiming it may not

Love is endless

Life.. may not

Freedom is endless

Owning that space may not!!!

Take a chance....

2010-09-04T23:13:00.014+05:30

Too many things go on in your mind. Too many brain cells working at the same time I guess. At times, confusion dominates you. You don’t know what to do...something stops you from doing things which you really want to or may be the other way around. May be, you do what you always wanted to or you don’t do certain things no matter how important they can get.

We always cover it up by lot of justifications to ourselves and to an extent involving others.

For every action there is an equal and opposite reaction…Newton’s third law. He must have written that from experience and not only from his experiments.

No matter how, what, where, when and why we take decisions…few steps always fall short. An extra step which we could have taken but did not... ends up as a...regret!!!

Few can be forgotten, few can be left alone...few can be chosen to walk along.

Few can be ignored, few can be stored and very few can be repaired!!!

I have walked over it
I have left it alone
I know my heart
I have no regrets

I chose to stay away
I couldn't dare to throw it away
I know my heart
I have no regrets

I feel no pain
I think no more
I know my heart
I have no regrets

I convinced myself
I cheated my thoughts
I know my heart
I have no regrets

I reasoned my lies
I ignored my eyes
I know my heart
I have no regrets

It started to grow
It waited no more
I know my heart
I din’t want to have regrets

I knew what I had to do
I now… loved it too
I now … know my heart
I now…have no regrets

Busy lives do get busy when you keep it the way they are.Bitter regrets get really bitter when you choose to ignore. Can regrets be repaired? May be Yes...to an extent. You may not be able to get the time back but you can always "Take a chance" to get back a lost smile.

Void thoughts....

2010-08-18T22:09:00.008+05:30

It happens so often...you sit quietly in a space that belongs only to you and think about... nothing.

Peace is a measure...where no sound seems to be good enough to catch your attention and no one seems to bother you more than ever...

Random thoughts come and go. Nothing specific strikes you or keeps you occupied. At times we don’t even remember what we were thinking about after we break the silence. Time passes by with thought after a thought; they just flow from one to the other…at times related to each other and many a time unconnected….

I hear a song of the wave
Moving up and moving down
I hear the water splash a stone
Moving fast and slowing down

I hear the winds blowing in
Raging up and raging down
I hear the trees dance to a tone
Raging sad and dancing along

I hear the birds flocking together
Flying up and flying down
I hear them sing for their mother
Flying hard and crying alone

I hear the rain tripling down
Tumbling hard and tumbling down
I hear them sing out of joy
Tumbling loud to a place...they belong

I hear my thoughts running around
Growing up and going light
I hear them say not to bother
its just a passing thought and not here to bind!!!

Different ...Yet so Similar

2010-08-15T14:09:00.026+05:30

One of the bold posts of this season..Why bold? I never generalised few aspects of life but generalising LIFE itself is a bold move..Yes I do agree that there are differences from one person to the other but I guess only the thought process differs.

I always thought everyone had the same set of good or not so good things happening in their life. May be...Time, Frequency, Priority and Extent of such things differ from one to the other. I found putting this in words was equally tough. I rather write a book than a small post but I figured out a way to still express it as simple and brief manner as I can.

Why can someone not define Life or Love and how difficult was it? Guess there were lot of definitions but no one thing was agreed upon, as all of them were so true yet so different at diversified moments of each our beautiful lives.

I realise it is not about defining it but it is all about understanding it... which each one us do... but in our own ways!!!

Cycled Life?

You!!!...You??

Changing own sides....

2010-08-09T21:12:00.011+05:30

If being right is wrong than being wrong at times is so truly right. People and their ideologies, guess everything for them is weighed in their attitude of right or wrong rather than a discussion of agreement or disagreement.

Mom used to wake me up when it was time for school…so wrong!
Mom woke me up on my birthday for the same reason…so right!

Same person looks at the Same things differently at different situations.

Do we change daily? As everyone thinks they do with their so called experiences? Or do we just adapt to the situations which suits us the best, which were unfair earlier? Oops is that selfishness or just….Human?????

Wrong is right
Right is wrong
Everything seems one
Am I confused?

I am so complicated
Nothing seems true
Right is wrong
Wrong is right

I love you or is it you too?
You are good or so it seems to
Wrong is right
Right…is it wrong?

You are the one
May be not the only one!
Oops it is wrong… Right?
Or is the right…wrong?

That was the best
May be I can check out the rest
Wrong is wrong
Will it be right?

Found something better…
Naa…just another something
Right...they are wrong
May be one is right

What a dream!!!
Or am I dreaming a lot?
Which one is right?
And which is not wrong?

Wrong is wrong or right is wrong
When do we know where they belong
Right is right or wrong is right
It’s all in the mind and how we sight

Right is wrong and right is right
Are they one or were they ever none?
Wrong is right and wrong is wrong
Guess, this is how we loved it for long.

For SALE...SOLD!!!

2010-08-06T12:36:00.019+05:30

Ever wondered how we get sold every moment of our lives?

We sell ourselves... in need of emotions.. happiness... fun.. love... hatred...fame...

"I will do this...I should get happiness out of it"
"I did this...I deserve the fame"
"If I do this..will i get love?"
"If i did this..will i get emotions i need?"
"You got to sell your skill...to get the job"

We do a lot of things in need of something in exchange..though not conscious...we still sell ourselves. Wonder why people talk about conscience and regret when it comes to money!!! It sounds funny...

Education…
Run baby run you gotta go for the kill
Run baby run you gotta sell your skill
Run for the speed
Skill your greed…
Run baby run..baby you are SOLD!!

Office…
Run baby run you got no time
Run baby run you gotta earn your dime
Run for the speed
Dime your greed
Run baby run..baby you are SOLD!!

Marriage…
Run baby run you gotta get your smile
Run baby run you gotta compromise your mile
Run for the speed
Smile is the need
Run baby run..baby you are SOLD!!

Fame…
Run baby run you gotta make your name
Run baby run you gotta buy your fame
Run for the speed
Fame is the seed
Run baby run..baby you are SOLD!!

Love…
Run baby run you got to impress
Run baby run you need to be the best
Run for the speed
Sell your breed
Run baby run…baby you are SOLD!!

Betrayal...
Run baby run you have a reason
Run baby run you found your dream
Run for the speed
Dream is the need
Run baby run…baby you are SOLD!!

Death...
Run baby run there is not enough time
Run baby run you claim nothing is mine
Run for the speed
Mine is the greed
Run baby run…baby you are SOLD!!

Journey to the Road…Less Travelled!!

2009-01-10T09:41:00.008+05:30

We fell… We stood
We waited to balance on the hood.
Boundaries were defined.
Ability was confined.
Confusion was laughed at.
Innocence covered a bit.

When we started walking…
We fell…We stood
We waited to balance on the hood.

When roads were unknown, directions were shown .
When choices were limited, opinions were counted .
Sensibility for interests and Preferences for ability was imparted .

When we started walking...
We fell...We stood.
But we waited for the shoulder to balance on the hood.

When roads are crowded, we don’t want to follow the crowd.
When roads are empty, we don’t move a step around.
When boundaries are open, we don’t trust our ability.
When innocence is no more, confusion is filled with adaptability.

When we started walking free…
We fell…We stood
Yet, we waited for a shoulder to balance on the hood.

We prefer options to opinions.
We prefer directions to instincts.
We prefer limitations to freedom.
We are still walking...
We Fall…our goals mould.
We stand…our direction change.
We still balance on the hood…We still wait to fall back on a shoulder.

Life is at a cross road…
One road is not going to see the other in a life time.
People move on…
One person is not going to forget the other for a moment.
We still continue to walk
We Fall…We carry on.
We stand…We move along.
We still balance on the hood…We still wait for a miracle to happen.

We walk...We fall…We stand…
Values might lessen with every fall.
Esteem might lower with every rise.

We know what we need…but we Compromise.
We love to go our way…but we Search.
We see the road in sight…but only a few take the Road Less Travelled!!!

Conditional or Unconditional???

2009-01-10T09:38:00.004+05:30

As teens and in our early college days, we had a wide spectrum of likes and dislikes. As we grew older, with experiences, the scale narrowed down from fantasies to practicalities.

We fantasized our likes to be interests and we fell in love with them. It was "Unconditional". No matter who they were and how they were, we liked them for what they were.

In the process of getting the best of things around us, over a period of time, we narrowed our interests. This is "Conditional". We like them because it fits best for us.

So…Is your love Conditional or Unconditional?

Reasons were not important.
Comparisons were seldom made.
Pride was virtually non existent
Compromises dint seem as big

Dreams were sensible.
Relationships were more meaningful.
Friends were everywhere...and
Happiness was derived from whatever we saw.

Reasons occupied the spaces
Comparisons moved in races.
Pride learned to survive
Compromises desired attention.

Dreams were replaced by expectations
Relationships moved with perceptions
Friends were defined…but
The Irony is, we are happier.

Today, we attribute a lot of reasons, rather conditions; in order to love something and yet we say love is blind. Conditional or Unconditional, I would just say that we know our selves a lot better. For now, what is more important to me is, whether the love is genuine or not genuine…

I've learnt....

2008-11-14T15:14:00.004+05:30

That money doesn’t buy a lot of things…But all that it can’t buy is influenced by money.

That being right is more important than being kind… kindness is misinterpreted and misused. But …being right cannot be.

That life is simple but our expectations make it complicated.

That opportunity for one is a choice for the other…we never lose opportunities but we lose the beliefs.

That at the end of the mountain…people are still dissatisfied because they have left their loved ones who couldn't climb.

That today, hard work seldom pays in the absence of smartness… But uphold your values in pursuit of smartness.

That every simple thing we see or experience makes us the person that we are… we keep changing every day.

That life is simple to understand but difficult to define… Things are the same with everyone…just that the definitions differ.

That the easiest way for me to grow as a person is to look at the wonderful things around me amongst the difficulties, I face.

That love without time and time without love, will never show how wounds heal … but without them we don’t seem to exist.

That love and respect for a person makes him appear perfect…and absence of either will cease the perfection from him.

That emotions within us never die… what dies is the ability to emote...

That one should speak out his mind … right or wrong… polite or rude… only if the intention is not to harm.

That smile is an inexpensive way to improve your looks when you want to…it gets expensive with your attitude and people may not afford your smile.

That I can control the way I feel…it takes only a thought to let go the worrisome ones...

That an advice on request is consultation… and loved ones don’t deserve a consultant.

That the best classroom is life and the learning it brings with itself.

That greeting smiles fetch you an image of weakness…But treat people with respect and they greet you with smiles.

That as children we were the purest form of god…as we grew up we fight to see who is the purest.

That all a person needs is to be loved … but we take them for granted and look for better things only to realize what you have and others don’t.

That god does not give you anything you ask or don’t ask for… our faith in him and our quest to attain it takes us there...

That no matter how simple life requires you to be... you strive to achieve something which is perishable.

That today, we introspect less and are more futuristic… daily happenings are monotonous…monthly happenings are routine…yearly happiness is planned….. We have stopped taking life in its stride.

That days don’t count when you want to make something happen…

That benchmarks do not define who is better. You need to be different to beat the best.

Aspired Freedom...

2008-08-18T20:08:00.002+05:30

Don’t be a wave that breaks on the shore.
Don’t be a cloud that returns no more.
Don’t be the land that is occupied with ease.
Don’t be the sand that flies with the breeze.

Stars don’t shine for a hope..
You are the star..you create the hope.
Diamonds don’t form in a day..
You are the diamond..you create the day.

Don’t be a practice that breaks with knowledge.
Don’t be the darkness it fades with light.
Don’t be a sound that deflects at a distance.
Don’t be a limit which bounds your ambitions.

Strength doesn’t come from a thought..
You are the thought...you create the strength.
Wisdom doesn’t come from a word..
You are the word...you create the wisdom.

Be the knowledge
Be the light
Live your ambition
But live it right!!!

"Both Aspired Freedom and Perception have become very close to my heart. I will never forget these two poems. It was the happiest day of my life when these two have reached its ture destination, where they truly belong to. Because this is the place where i have started thinking....MY SCHOOL"

Perception...

2008-08-18T20:01:00.004+05:30

Days were dark..
I saw no ray of light
Days were dark..
I saw no hope in sight.

Days were dark..
Had no reason to smile
Days were dark..
Had no reason to walk an extra mile.

I knew I exist..
With nothing to hear.
I knew I exist..
With no boundaries or fear.

Thoughts changed so did the words..
Words changed so did the world..
World changed so did the view..
View changed so did I.

Now…still

Days are dark..
But I have a new ray of light.
Days are dark..
But I see the road in sight.

Days are dark..
But I have a reason to smile.
Days are dark..
But I feel its just an extra mile.

I found no difference..
I found no grace.
With all I saw…I just say
I found my existence.

Rain...

2008-07-21T22:25:00.004+05:30

As a kid I always sensed the logic of science, what happens around us always relates to what happens beyond the sight. At the age when science shouldn't have made sense it did. Today science makes absolute sense and the human mind in me accepts it too…. but with a question. Science has come up with answers as how, when, where and what? But one question it cant comprehensively talk about is…. why?
I was sitting and watching the water pouring down the sky, it had no fear of hitting the hard earth. Every year it carries the burden of hopes of the people whom it doesn't even know. Its not one place that it rains or it is not one place it does not. Why should it carry water from places all over, accumulate it and pour it evenly across the globe? why …. a question that always remained…..
I couldn't stop myself listening to what it was saying.....

I was passing by…
I saw kids who where enjoying the wind…
They had dreams to travel the world.
They had dreams to walk with the wind.
And they had dreams to fly as high.
So I picked them up.

I was passing by…
I heard the voices of few..
They were worried about the roads ahead
They were worried about the changes they read.
But they had dreams to fly as high.
So I picked them up.

I was passing by…
I saw few lost families in the desert..
They were searching for the direction.
They were waiting for the reunion
But they had dreams to fly as high.
So I picked them up.

I was flying high…
I saw few kids below…
They were looking up for the sky..
They were looking up for wind.
But they had dreams to fly as high.
So I dropped them down

I was flying high
I saw few families…
They were waiting for the season.
They were fighting for a reason.
But they had dreams to fly as high
So I dropped them down

I was flying high
I saw people around…
They were busy with problems.
They were busy for solutions..
But they had dreams to fly as high
.....So I dropped them down.

Silence.... :-)

2008-07-10T22:13:00.003+05:30

Song was silent….
But the music was pleasant.
Winds were silent…
But the breeze was pleasant.
I was walking along with her..
Roads were silent…
But the night was pleasant.

Words were silent…
But the talk was pleasant.
Expressions were silent…
But the feeling was pleasant.
I was not looking at her..
Eyes were silent …
But the smile was pleasant.

Night was still beautiful with the moon peeping out to see who it was..
We had lot to talk but couldn’t find a word to say..
Water was still colourful with the light reflecting her shadow..
I had lot to talk about and I knew it was a perfect day.

If silence is an expression
……………I WAS EXPRESSING MYSELF.

Silence..... :-(

2008-07-10T22:11:00.003+05:30

No sound could ever be so loud
I was shouting but no one could hear.
No word could ever be so clear.
I was talking but no one coud hear.
No action could ever be so simple
I was describing but still….no one could hear.

Small and simple things are seen less
Beauty around but, we still search for the best.
Time in and time out..
Day in and day out..
We keep chasing the unknown.

Actions and languages are heard no more
Smiles around but, we still try to hear the rest
Time in and time out..
Day in and day out..
We keep searching the unknown.

If Silence is a language
I was speaking the unknown..
If Silence is an action
I was performing the unknown..
If silence is an expression
………………….I WAS EXPRESSING MY SELF….UNKNOWN.

Sea..

2008-07-07T20:45:00.002+05:30

It was unending...
With no defined origination or destination.
It was unstopable...
With no defined force or power.
It was alone...
With no defined relation or excuberance.

It was calm as a darkness…
But no light could ignore it.
It was moving in a direction.
But no mountain could stop it.
It had no shape, it had no wieght.
It had no color, but… was simple and bright.

I was looking at a sea…
A sea with every part different from the other.
A sea which had the heart to accommodate anyother

A sea with no depth
A sea which had always come and left.

A sea which had no name…
A sea which everyone else call ….“Clouds”.

A Feeling....

2008-07-07T19:34:00.002+05:30

It was pleasant all around with cool breeze brushing my face. Water was playing music from the rain drop coming down the sky to splash it. I could smell the earth from the early morning shower. Every branch of the tree was dancing to the music of the wind. Birds were greeting me with an array of beautiful songs which I could listen to all day long.
It was 6 in the morning when I woke up, I felt it was a paradise. There was a naughty smile on my face and everything in view smiled back at me. Sun was peeping out of the clouds and every ray massaged my body making me feel as feather that was about to fly with the slightest of touch. My heart was singing with all the music I could feel. I never felt this way before and have never seen a morning like this. I was thinking, singing, smiling, dancing and I felt nothing could ever stop me from winning.
Everything was so beautiful everything was so clear and everything looked so wonderful. I paused for a moment and said to my self "I am in love. "