wat do i say for this?? hmmm...
mayb ive been telling this for too many things for too long!
Saturday, October 11, 2008
Thursday, October 02, 2008
Sunday, September 14, 2008
'U' turn!
It is not the question of whose mistake it is in any sort of a relationship... it is a question of whose life!
It really doesnt matter who is right or who is wrong... blaming others is futile! u cannot get ur life right by convincing the world that it is wrong... so take a 'you'-turn instead of expecting the world to turn...
Instead of accepting urself as u r n expecting the world to change, accept the world as it is n u start changing... at least, the approach towards it!
Let life b beautiful bcos of the world..
Let life b beautiful inspite of the world..
You-turn!
Friday, August 29, 2008
Mushroom soup for the soul
A day that started late... a disturbed night before that.. tired, depressed, sore throat, unwanted thoughts, senseless self promises n pointless realizations... one more day that was trying to teach me neither to look at the past or try peaking at the future... just b content for the moment! All this ofcourse is easy to preach... to just say 'be happy' n twantadaiiiinnnn... life is all roses!!!!!
A day which am sure would have made The Gods ponder to make things worse to atleast make me realize how happy i really should b at the moment...
Hmmm... a day that was hardly active.. all i wanted to do was sleep, sleep n sleep long... sleep is a wonderful medicine... time heals but it pains during that time... but sleep helps u wile off all that time faster aint it?!
So as always, a simple walk to the beach is the best medicine ever... just wear something comfy to walk n wear anything that will not call for any sort of attention from anyone... the best, uninterrupted self pampering that anyone cld give oneself... walk at a steady speed, sweat, b careful of all those bizarre vehicles, enough people to notice n ponder about n let my imaginations run wild about wat they were doing for life... like that sweet, little, round aunty walking on the street who mightve been a part of a circus co. (thanks to her super bright attire) n ended up marrying a doctor who met her while treating a hurt lion, with a scientist son wanting to become spider man.... aaahhhh.. BLISS i zay :)
Its funny making all these bubbles... thought bubbles to b more precise... all sorts of nonexistent irrelevant bubbles... making them only to break it n breaking it sometimes only bcos its been made... :) heights of vetti thanam...
While walking, bless the soul of all those besent nagar beach korathis making the best junk jewellery in the world... how beautiful they r just to watch at... bold, bright, different textures n designs, different varieties hanging everywhere under that lamp making them all the more magical... rather ethereal!
With all the magic n the bubbles n ofcourse the long walk, it was but obvious that my stomach started rumbling... n i was just outside gallopin gooseberry, the best burger joint in town! I walk inside, take a book out n decide to check on wat my best friend was upto... I call her n we talk for a while... she asks me wat i was upto n i tell her i was having dinner, alone, in beasent nagar beach... all hell breaks loose after that!!!!! though i found no reason y she shldve freaked so much, i definitely felt nicer after all that pampering :).. she even went to the extent of sending someone to GG n setting me with a blind date right then... after calming her n every1 else that she decided shld gimme company during that time, i had to order something to eat to escape the annoyed glance of the restless restaurant manager n the solitary waiter waiting for some work... time to direct all my attention to my still grumbling stomach!
My mushroom soup arrives finally... piping hot n wonderfully creamy with carefully sliced mushroom slices, coriander leaves, an awesome aroma n so soulful... It then struck me that nothing really mattered anymore than that mug full of mushroom soup!
A day which am sure would have made The Gods ponder to make things worse to atleast make me realize how happy i really should b at the moment...
Hmmm... a day that was hardly active.. all i wanted to do was sleep, sleep n sleep long... sleep is a wonderful medicine... time heals but it pains during that time... but sleep helps u wile off all that time faster aint it?!
So as always, a simple walk to the beach is the best medicine ever... just wear something comfy to walk n wear anything that will not call for any sort of attention from anyone... the best, uninterrupted self pampering that anyone cld give oneself... walk at a steady speed, sweat, b careful of all those bizarre vehicles, enough people to notice n ponder about n let my imaginations run wild about wat they were doing for life... like that sweet, little, round aunty walking on the street who mightve been a part of a circus co. (thanks to her super bright attire) n ended up marrying a doctor who met her while treating a hurt lion, with a scientist son wanting to become spider man.... aaahhhh.. BLISS i zay :)
Its funny making all these bubbles... thought bubbles to b more precise... all sorts of nonexistent irrelevant bubbles... making them only to break it n breaking it sometimes only bcos its been made... :) heights of vetti thanam...
While walking, bless the soul of all those besent nagar beach korathis making the best junk jewellery in the world... how beautiful they r just to watch at... bold, bright, different textures n designs, different varieties hanging everywhere under that lamp making them all the more magical... rather ethereal!
With all the magic n the bubbles n ofcourse the long walk, it was but obvious that my stomach started rumbling... n i was just outside gallopin gooseberry, the best burger joint in town! I walk inside, take a book out n decide to check on wat my best friend was upto... I call her n we talk for a while... she asks me wat i was upto n i tell her i was having dinner, alone, in beasent nagar beach... all hell breaks loose after that!!!!! though i found no reason y she shldve freaked so much, i definitely felt nicer after all that pampering :).. she even went to the extent of sending someone to GG n setting me with a blind date right then... after calming her n every1 else that she decided shld gimme company during that time, i had to order something to eat to escape the annoyed glance of the restless restaurant manager n the solitary waiter waiting for some work... time to direct all my attention to my still grumbling stomach!
My mushroom soup arrives finally... piping hot n wonderfully creamy with carefully sliced mushroom slices, coriander leaves, an awesome aroma n so soulful... It then struck me that nothing really mattered anymore than that mug full of mushroom soup!
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
Wat do i want in my guy?
The problem with irregular blogging is losing touch! one loses touch so much that its super hard to find something to write about even if one is in the mood to write...
So where do i begin? Since there is absolutely nothing that seems to strike me, lemme begin with this long pending tag! i remember being tagged eons back but no clues who tagged me...
According to Indian culture.. specifically the south indian culture, its quite an offense to say 'am no marriage material'... its all the more bad when all of a sudden everyone around me is either getting into rships, getting out of rships, getting married, having babies... its all part of the age factor but fortunately or unfortunately its been wonderful to have been just a spectator till now...
so when the tag was about 'wat do i expect from my guy' i decided to take a very mature (or do we call it romantic?!) stance initially, saying 'ill know when he comes around'...
But it all started when a music director that i respect n am very fond of asked me the same question, i jovially answered 'i have no clues'.. it was his turn to make fun of me saying its been more than a decade since he heard a 'modern girl' give such a reply... they r supposedly very clear about wat they want... later my parents get into the boy hunting thamasha n shoot the same question... am quite doubtful this time but give the same answer n they get annoyed! annoyed not bcoz i wasnt sure, but they didnt have the heart to leave the 'wat i expect' coloumn blank in my (their) shaadi.com profile (yuck!)
So as am tired of this routine n i myself am curious, no harm in thinking aloud i guess... ( but i still feel its impossible to state specifications! he is not gonna b some product i wanna buy for gods sake!)
First things first... Lemme start with my initial, superficial expectations
1. More than good looks its a gr8 positive confident attitude that pulls me... who cares about looks.. its all about the way he carries himself n looks at life!
2. Can u b tall pls!? atleast much taller than me...
3. Cleanliness is really really really important... n i zero down on the toe nails... if that aint clean, nothing else is clean...
4. I dont like ppl who dress up shabby n hate the ones that dress up too much(the muscle T, leather pants)! A smart white shirt n blue denim with a bit of stubble wld suffice! (Typical)
5. Finally... smell good!
So coming to my other (basic) expectations...
1. I love natural genuine ppl... always! U dont try impressing me n neither do i have to impress u... no pretence... its always nice to meet ppl with whom i dont have to b careful...
2. Flirts... i find so many that it sometimes gets boring... if u can flirt smart, wonderful! but i also find a few who finds it hard not to flirt... not my types at all! experience has taught me enough ;)
3. Conversations, sense of humour... if one has all that, they r supposed to be popular.. for me, i dont care... just b normal n dont try too hard!
4. I want my guy to b just simple n straight fwd
But at the end of the day all these r pretty name sake!
Guess ill still know only when he comes around!
So where do i begin? Since there is absolutely nothing that seems to strike me, lemme begin with this long pending tag! i remember being tagged eons back but no clues who tagged me...
According to Indian culture.. specifically the south indian culture, its quite an offense to say 'am no marriage material'... its all the more bad when all of a sudden everyone around me is either getting into rships, getting out of rships, getting married, having babies... its all part of the age factor but fortunately or unfortunately its been wonderful to have been just a spectator till now...
so when the tag was about 'wat do i expect from my guy' i decided to take a very mature (or do we call it romantic?!) stance initially, saying 'ill know when he comes around'...
But it all started when a music director that i respect n am very fond of asked me the same question, i jovially answered 'i have no clues'.. it was his turn to make fun of me saying its been more than a decade since he heard a 'modern girl' give such a reply... they r supposedly very clear about wat they want... later my parents get into the boy hunting thamasha n shoot the same question... am quite doubtful this time but give the same answer n they get annoyed! annoyed not bcoz i wasnt sure, but they didnt have the heart to leave the 'wat i expect' coloumn blank in my (their) shaadi.com profile (yuck!)
So as am tired of this routine n i myself am curious, no harm in thinking aloud i guess... ( but i still feel its impossible to state specifications! he is not gonna b some product i wanna buy for gods sake!)
First things first... Lemme start with my initial, superficial expectations
1. More than good looks its a gr8 positive confident attitude that pulls me... who cares about looks.. its all about the way he carries himself n looks at life!
2. Can u b tall pls!? atleast much taller than me...
3. Cleanliness is really really really important... n i zero down on the toe nails... if that aint clean, nothing else is clean...
4. I dont like ppl who dress up shabby n hate the ones that dress up too much(the muscle T, leather pants)! A smart white shirt n blue denim with a bit of stubble wld suffice! (Typical)
5. Finally... smell good!
So coming to my other (basic) expectations...
1. I love natural genuine ppl... always! U dont try impressing me n neither do i have to impress u... no pretence... its always nice to meet ppl with whom i dont have to b careful...
2. Flirts... i find so many that it sometimes gets boring... if u can flirt smart, wonderful! but i also find a few who finds it hard not to flirt... not my types at all! experience has taught me enough ;)
3. Conversations, sense of humour... if one has all that, they r supposed to be popular.. for me, i dont care... just b normal n dont try too hard!
4. I want my guy to b just simple n straight fwd
But at the end of the day all these r pretty name sake!
Guess ill still know only when he comes around!
Tuesday, July 01, 2008
Alls well.. that blooms well!
Our lives depends on no one... we do take chances all the time... sometimes the risk of blooming is much smaller than the risk of being shut... thinking whether our blooming is for good or bad is beyond the point!
I did bloom.. i did take the risk... N i find myself living in peace... n all of a sudden the horizon is wider n i see the world in a different light... i dont have to be shut in anymore coz its my life...
The blooming was so necessary for me to see life in a different perspective... though the reason i decided to bloom for may have been a failure... but it has given me a freedom like never before... i can see things more clearly n am thankful to god it didnt work out after all! :)
Didnt Shaksphere put it so well? 'Alls well that ends well' indeed!
I did bloom.. i did take the risk... N i find myself living in peace... n all of a sudden the horizon is wider n i see the world in a different light... i dont have to be shut in anymore coz its my life...
The blooming was so necessary for me to see life in a different perspective... though the reason i decided to bloom for may have been a failure... but it has given me a freedom like never before... i can see things more clearly n am thankful to god it didnt work out after all! :)
Didnt Shaksphere put it so well? 'Alls well that ends well' indeed!
Monday, May 05, 2008
Emotions cannot be permanent. That's y they r called 'emotions' - coming from the word 'motion', movement! They move, hence they r 'emotions'. From 1 to another u continually change.. this moment u r sad, that moment u r happy; this moment u r angry, that moment u r compassionate.. this moment u were loving, another moment full of hatred; thie morning was beautiful, the evening ugly! n this goes on... this cannot b one's nature, coz behind all these changes something is needed like a thread that holds all of them together...
In a garland u see flowers, but u dont see the thread... these emotions r like the flowers of a garland... sometimes anger flowers, sometimes sadness flowers, sometimes happiness, sometimes pain, sometimes anguish.. these r the flowers, n one's whole life is the garland... there must be a thread; otherwise we wldve fallen apart long ago... we continue as an entity - so wats the thread, the polestar?
In a garland u see flowers, but u dont see the thread... these emotions r like the flowers of a garland... sometimes anger flowers, sometimes sadness flowers, sometimes happiness, sometimes pain, sometimes anguish.. these r the flowers, n one's whole life is the garland... there must be a thread; otherwise we wldve fallen apart long ago... we continue as an entity - so wats the thread, the polestar?
Saturday, May 03, 2008
Friday, February 29, 2008
Peace Please
To meditate does not mean to fight with a problem.
To meditate means to observe.
Your smile proves it.
It proves that you are being gentle with urself,
That the sun of awareness is shining on you,
That you have control over your situation.
You are yourself,
And you have acquired some peace in that.
Monday, January 07, 2008
The Story Of Sori Pandi
Food for school children - Maggi Noodles
Boon to Lazy Mothers - Maggi Noodles
Last stop for single cooks - Maggi Noodles
The only way for pathetic cooks - Maggi Noodles
It has been in the market for more than a couple of decades now, with its magical n supposedly '2 Minutes' recipe... The star of new India!
Everyone falls for the charms of Maggi noodles... How could a lonely earthworm be an exception???
Theme Music: Male chorus: Sori Sori Pandi, Sori Pandi!
Sori Sori Pandi, Sori Pandi!!
Sori Sori Pandi, Sori Pandi!
Sori Sori Pandi, Sori Pandi!!
Sori Sori Pandi, Sori Pandi!!
Sori Sori Pandi, Sori Pandi!
Sori Sori Pandi, Sori Pandi!!
This is how our story goes... Our Man Sori Pandi is a solitory earthworm... While other worms make merry in mud n find their lovemates n build their clan, he finds it impossible to be a part of them( if u r wondering whether earthworms r multi sexual, they r not... they r like humans having one of each gender)... He notices how many of those tall gigantic creatures walking around everywhere repel at the sight of his ppl n how lowly they were being treated...
He wanted to find that someone whom he could feel proud about... whom he could love for her sheer novelty... He wanted someone who was drastically different from his own clan but refreshingly similar in many other ways... He was growing older n older but that someone was never to be seen anywhere...
One rainy day, Sori Pandi decides to take a crawl inside the bunglaow... he loves to crawl n its always a challenge to cross the room from one end to the other while those giants were around... he crawls n he crawls n he is still crawling while unexpectadly he bumps onto something really hard... terrified whether he landed up on the giants' shoes he lifts his head to find something different...
He had never been face to face with those flat round saucers before... wanting to examine it further, he slowly crawls near the rim of the plate...
While he goes near the rim, something makes him turn his head... n there... right in the corner of that bend lay a beautiful earth worm'y'(female gender)... he finds someone looking at him from that corner... heart thumping faster, sweating profusely, he crawls slowly towards it...
Theme Music: Male chorus: Sori Sori Pandi, Sori Pandi!
Sori Sori Pandi, Sori Pandi!!
Sori Sori Pandi, Sori Pandi!
Sori Sori Pandi, Sori Pandi!!
The closer he gets, the more beautiful she looks... he had never seen another worm'y' looking so beautiful with skin so clear n so fairrr... She was just perfect bcoz, she didnt look dark n have wrinkles like the rest of his group, but was definitely similar in shape n size...n the best part was, with every crawl he took, the more intense she was looking at him...
Our Sori Pandi gets mighty excited... He atlast finds his soul mate... the girl that was imported straight from his dreams... she looked even better than the worm'y' on the cover page of play worm!!!! WOWWWWWWW
He goes beside her n expects her to turn her head n give him that intense look once more... he waits there for a long time but she still keeps looking at the place he came from (little does he know that the worm'y' is our ever faithful Maggi)
How cld Sori Pandi give up when he meets his dream girl... being as close as he was with her, it was impossible to seduce her more... (n though his name sounds wierd, he is not the kinds to ra**)... He thinks hard n dwing dwing dwing dwing dwing... FLASHBACK
He remembers how his father did a seducing 'snake' dance to convince his mom to have her 15th worm child... those intricate movements of that dance has never failed to seduce anyone before...
Sori Pandi takes a deep breath, n crawls in front of Maggi... He closes his eyes n slowly lifts his body from the floor... he keeps dancing for a long while (n yes, his hips surely dont lie...) with every move he makes, he expects some kind of a reaction from Maggi, but there seem to be none... While he dances, he slowly opens his eyes to check Maggi, but obviously, there was no change...
Sensing something was certainly wrong, he taps Maggi on the head, but Maggi falls down... Our Sori Pandi, being just a worm, decides that his dream girl died, abused by his dancing and did not get seduced afterall... He falls down and cries n cries n cries... He promises that he would never even think about dancing again if his Girl gets back her life again...
God, watching the whole episode, is actually quite impressed by the dancing skills of Sori Pandi... He gets alarmed when Sori Pandi contemplates about quitting Snake Dance... He himself comes down as Mr. Doc Worm and takes the promise of Sori Pandi not to quit Snake Dance if he wanted Maggi back... After taking the promise, God gives life to Maggi, and Maggi actually becomes a Worm'y'...
Alas, Sori Pandi n Worm'y' live happily ever after! :D
Theme Music: Male chorus: Sori Sori Pandi, Sori Pandi
Sori Sori Pandi, Sori Pandi!!
Sori Sori Pandi, Sori Pandi!!
Sori Sori Pandi, Sori Pandi!
Sori Sori Pandi, Sori Pandi!!
Acknowledments:
1. Thanks to Kiran for coming up with Snake Dance for Seduction
2. Thanks to Preetha for asking me not to kill Sori Pandi with a Heart Attack that his girl was dead, n making me omnipotent for this story n give life to Maggi aka Wormy!
3. Thanks to Maestro Illayaraja for my theme music, which was inspired from his Virumandi Track!
Wednesday, October 17, 2007
The Planet Of (Lonely) Apes!
This planet is just ruled by a bunch of crazy monkeys... the ones that r really ruling it r the craziest! But they like to think otherwise.. i.e, they r everything but monkeys according to them... they go out of their ways to prove they rnt monkeys n they even call themselves descendents of apes (that r not exactly monkeys according to them) n ofcourse the homosapiens theory (ha ha ha!)... to prove it further they even shave their hair off (both genders) to wade off any resemblance (though disappointingly many of them still look like one)
Frankly these monkeys dont even consider themselves as animals! they say they r capable of thought n have attained self consciousness which makes them stand above the so called animals in this planet! They say they r capable of emotions... they can laugh, they can cry, they get scared, they can be worried... YES! they r a step above the animals ofcourse... the animals cant worry but THEY COULD!!!! (applauds please) Wat an achievement!
These monkeys worry about everything... they r worried about life... they r worried about death...( i dont think there is anything else left to worry about now!) n the animals r quite oblivious n also remain quite normal (awww.. sad them!)
The best part is, all the 6 billion monkeys in the world feel lonely! they yearn for the love n affection that they created... During those moments not even a single other monkey survives a lonely life other than that particular monkey in its life...
So dear fellow monkeys... I logged in to blog about how it might feel being lonely n here iam as always, realising that everyone... every single one of us go through this phase... there comes a point in our lives where there seem to be no one who cld care for us anymore... but frankly it really doesnt matter... having ppl in our lives is just a matter of companionship... the real art is knowing to find company within ourselves instead of banking our emotions on someone else...
I frankly dont even know how many of u might accept or deny this... but am feeling a hell of a lot better now! :)
Frankly these monkeys dont even consider themselves as animals! they say they r capable of thought n have attained self consciousness which makes them stand above the so called animals in this planet! They say they r capable of emotions... they can laugh, they can cry, they get scared, they can be worried... YES! they r a step above the animals ofcourse... the animals cant worry but THEY COULD!!!! (applauds please) Wat an achievement!
These monkeys worry about everything... they r worried about life... they r worried about death...( i dont think there is anything else left to worry about now!) n the animals r quite oblivious n also remain quite normal (awww.. sad them!)
The best part is, all the 6 billion monkeys in the world feel lonely! they yearn for the love n affection that they created... During those moments not even a single other monkey survives a lonely life other than that particular monkey in its life...
So dear fellow monkeys... I logged in to blog about how it might feel being lonely n here iam as always, realising that everyone... every single one of us go through this phase... there comes a point in our lives where there seem to be no one who cld care for us anymore... but frankly it really doesnt matter... having ppl in our lives is just a matter of companionship... the real art is knowing to find company within ourselves instead of banking our emotions on someone else...
I frankly dont even know how many of u might accept or deny this... but am feeling a hell of a lot better now! :)
Friday, October 05, 2007
Whats the fcukin hurry! Wait!
I was in my tiny blue pinafore with a hankie primly pinned on it... unruly curly hair tied on both sides, right on top of my head... tiny black socks n black shoes... with a scowl on my face, waiting near the stairs in my primary school for my mum to come n feed me for lunch... i remember that wait... it used to be never ending n it took all my might not to think that the world has come to an end n am gonna die starving waiting for my mum... but obviously my other always turned up n all my worries vanished instantly... time passed n i grew out of it...
I was in Grade 2 n had had a fight with my best friend for an eraser (of all things in the world)... n man, we didnt talk for 1 whole day... every minute that passed reminded me that we had fought n felt quite angry n lousy about it... now i had upgraded in my wait from a few minutes to a few hours... the next day both of us forgot about the fight n were best chums again...
My first trip abroad... Ive been talkin abt this trip to every1 in school... wat an excitement before getting into the airport... the restlessness to get into the flight... after getting into it, waiting for it to rise high... waiting to see the clouds... finally, got so bored that i started waiting to touch base again!
Grade 9 vocations n we shifted our residence to a different area... i was forced to make a decision abt whether i wanted to stick around with the whole school, travelling about an hr a day or shift to the other branch! the days felt never ending waiting for my decision, n even after i decided ill shift, i ended up waiting to see how the turn of events were going to be... i did pass through that...
Grade 10 hols n i was down with fever n later found out that i was down with chicken pox... the results came out exactly that day, so got one of my friends to check mine... the minutes i had to wait while she was checking my scores were crazy... it did feel never ending, but it got over in a few minutes...
That day when i screwed up big time in a music competition n didnt even manage to get into the prelims, while my brother won the best singer of the day... sitting through the competition n the ride back home... a bitter sweet experience with mostly humiliation n happiness that my bro won... unforgettable...
The time when my mum was admitted in the hospital... where i found out she had fainted in the first place... the wait when i had to stay back home all alone n she was taken to the hospital... the wait till the first call came that she was alright... the wait till i saw her face atlast in the hospital... nightmare!
Anything n everything in our lives can never last forever... the wait always seems never ending but it has to get over at some point in time or the other... the duration may differ... but finally, good or bad... things would eventually change as time passes!
I was in Grade 2 n had had a fight with my best friend for an eraser (of all things in the world)... n man, we didnt talk for 1 whole day... every minute that passed reminded me that we had fought n felt quite angry n lousy about it... now i had upgraded in my wait from a few minutes to a few hours... the next day both of us forgot about the fight n were best chums again...
My first trip abroad... Ive been talkin abt this trip to every1 in school... wat an excitement before getting into the airport... the restlessness to get into the flight... after getting into it, waiting for it to rise high... waiting to see the clouds... finally, got so bored that i started waiting to touch base again!
Grade 9 vocations n we shifted our residence to a different area... i was forced to make a decision abt whether i wanted to stick around with the whole school, travelling about an hr a day or shift to the other branch! the days felt never ending waiting for my decision, n even after i decided ill shift, i ended up waiting to see how the turn of events were going to be... i did pass through that...
Grade 10 hols n i was down with fever n later found out that i was down with chicken pox... the results came out exactly that day, so got one of my friends to check mine... the minutes i had to wait while she was checking my scores were crazy... it did feel never ending, but it got over in a few minutes...
That day when i screwed up big time in a music competition n didnt even manage to get into the prelims, while my brother won the best singer of the day... sitting through the competition n the ride back home... a bitter sweet experience with mostly humiliation n happiness that my bro won... unforgettable...
The time when my mum was admitted in the hospital... where i found out she had fainted in the first place... the wait when i had to stay back home all alone n she was taken to the hospital... the wait till the first call came that she was alright... the wait till i saw her face atlast in the hospital... nightmare!
Anything n everything in our lives can never last forever... the wait always seems never ending but it has to get over at some point in time or the other... the duration may differ... but finally, good or bad... things would eventually change as time passes!
Wednesday, October 03, 2007
Sudoku
A craze... Thats wat Sudoku is now... I open the newspaper these days, not to read the disgusting everyday news, but to solve sudoku...
The best part about sudoku is, each puzzle has only one answer... so u either get the pie or it goes down the drain... So obviously no guess works here, n no by luck or coincidence here...
The rules of sudoku goes like this...
1. There 9 rows, 9 coloumns n 9 squares in each puzzle with the numbers 1 - 9 randomly spread.
2. Every row, every coloumn n every square should have each n every number from 1 - 9 only once. The order of the numbers could be anyway.
So if u get to solve it, ull understand its no surprise when one number does not go in the way of another number.
Life is so similar to sudoku. Both of them r puzzles. Both have only one solution n thats wat we call destiny in life. And it really is no coincidence when things happen as they happen coz thats how they r supposed to. Either for the good or the bad, thats how they r...
Awesomeeeee... Now all the more reason to sit down with my sudoku now....
Sunday, September 30, 2007
My Life: A Current Report
The only worst thing that cld happen to a woman of all things, is sporting a bad haircut tat makes her have a bad hair day... just every other day...
A woman with curly, bushy n unreasonably thick hair should always think twice about the kind of haircut she sports... it is also a kind of challenge for the hair dresser to bring out the best texture of that kind of hair through her cut... Well, having the best haircut once from that place convinced me to try it again... n now my hair can neither be tied to hide it from others' eyes, neither cld it be left free at an attempt to flaunt it!
Unfortunately for me, i had the sense to go n give my head to a lady, who i found out later, should have been the official trimmer for all those lions (male of the species) in the zoos... n sometimes by request, even the wild ones in the forest... lol.. n now her expertise has made my hair remind ppl of the mane of a lion!!!
have u ever witnessed a soul leaving the body? if u have, then u might have a clue what exactly am talking about...
one of these days, while i was assisting my dad for those interviews to be taken, i noticed a small round fish pot, with 3 fishes swimming round n round inside it... n those werent tiny gold fishes but 7-8 inches long... the reason y gold fishes survive in such a small pot is because they have spot amnesia... for the gold fishes, each time they look at something outside, is again new the next they see it... n they r tiny as well, so the oxygen content is quite abundant...
But these fishes cldnt survive it, n i noticed them coming to the surface n trying to breathe in the extra oxygen... at that time i cldnt realise this n that they were actually steadily dying... i just kept looking at them for sometime n went about carrying my work...
Then, while the 1st interview of the day was going on, something made me stear my eyes to the fish pot... there he was a few seconds earlier at the surface of the water, trying to take in oxygen... a tiny swoosh n a round... as simple as it was, he stopped for a micro second n his body, as majestic as ever, fell down to the bottom of the pot...
it all happened in just a few seconds n that sight will never leave me till i reach my death bed... n i feel solely responsible for the death of that fish... which cldve been alive now, if only i had stopped to notice wat was really happening...
my sil's friend gave birth to a baby girl yday... we had gone to see her today... the baby so tiny, so soft, so pink, so fragile just took my heart away...
Ive never seen a 1 n a half days old baby before... the baby had more hair than i cldve expected on a new born, pink pink n more pink everywhere... tiny closed eyes with lashes... a tiny nose... lips as red as wine... i cld even see her tiny blood vessels running haywire under her skin... n her skin by itself was softer than the finest cotton...
Seeing such a tiny thing, that has just come to life outside its mother womb, n how big she is gonna grow in just a few decades took my breath away... how cld such a small fragile thing grow so big n strong??
hmmm... how more beautiful cld existence get!
A woman with curly, bushy n unreasonably thick hair should always think twice about the kind of haircut she sports... it is also a kind of challenge for the hair dresser to bring out the best texture of that kind of hair through her cut... Well, having the best haircut once from that place convinced me to try it again... n now my hair can neither be tied to hide it from others' eyes, neither cld it be left free at an attempt to flaunt it!
Unfortunately for me, i had the sense to go n give my head to a lady, who i found out later, should have been the official trimmer for all those lions (male of the species) in the zoos... n sometimes by request, even the wild ones in the forest... lol.. n now her expertise has made my hair remind ppl of the mane of a lion!!!
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have u ever witnessed a soul leaving the body? if u have, then u might have a clue what exactly am talking about...
one of these days, while i was assisting my dad for those interviews to be taken, i noticed a small round fish pot, with 3 fishes swimming round n round inside it... n those werent tiny gold fishes but 7-8 inches long... the reason y gold fishes survive in such a small pot is because they have spot amnesia... for the gold fishes, each time they look at something outside, is again new the next they see it... n they r tiny as well, so the oxygen content is quite abundant...
But these fishes cldnt survive it, n i noticed them coming to the surface n trying to breathe in the extra oxygen... at that time i cldnt realise this n that they were actually steadily dying... i just kept looking at them for sometime n went about carrying my work...
Then, while the 1st interview of the day was going on, something made me stear my eyes to the fish pot... there he was a few seconds earlier at the surface of the water, trying to take in oxygen... a tiny swoosh n a round... as simple as it was, he stopped for a micro second n his body, as majestic as ever, fell down to the bottom of the pot...
it all happened in just a few seconds n that sight will never leave me till i reach my death bed... n i feel solely responsible for the death of that fish... which cldve been alive now, if only i had stopped to notice wat was really happening...
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my sil's friend gave birth to a baby girl yday... we had gone to see her today... the baby so tiny, so soft, so pink, so fragile just took my heart away...
Ive never seen a 1 n a half days old baby before... the baby had more hair than i cldve expected on a new born, pink pink n more pink everywhere... tiny closed eyes with lashes... a tiny nose... lips as red as wine... i cld even see her tiny blood vessels running haywire under her skin... n her skin by itself was softer than the finest cotton...
Seeing such a tiny thing, that has just come to life outside its mother womb, n how big she is gonna grow in just a few decades took my breath away... how cld such a small fragile thing grow so big n strong??
hmmm... how more beautiful cld existence get!
Thursday, September 20, 2007
you
We, on a broader perspective, enter this life with nothing n depart it with nothing... but what makes our lives worthwhile to live during this time in between are the people that we come across... look at it this way! millionaires are not gonna try earning so much if it really didnt matter much to others how rich they r... success is just a matter of comparative study... I, for one, care a damn about the society... frankly, TO HELL WITH THEM... though i do have sense enough to realize that i am society to so many others... but even if i had a shroud of consideration for this system, it is solely bcoz of those who r really near n dear to me...
Everyone has shortcomings... n so do i! n that is my ability in always failing to express how i truly feel about those that r near n dear n matter a lot to me...
This post is for those people who have not only been in my life but have also managed to make a considerable change in it... i accept am def not in contact with each n every one of them... but still, their memories, sweet or bitter, have always taught me the different flavours of life n eventually have helped me add yet another dimension to the way ive looked at things...
Disclaimer: Thanks raji for this wonderful idea of urs, which am shamelessly flicking!
YOU: r the reason y am here... i have spent most of my time with u, an extra 10 months on that... u've been my constant source of support all the while... u even have proof of me using u as a punch bag from my age of 2... the amount of love n affection n care that u have showered me with all this while is one reason i even have an idea what real caring is all about... i might not have told u how much u mean to me... n i guess even if i tried i wldnt find those words... but being what u r, i hope u know the power of those unsaid words than being said afer all...
YOU: r again the reason y am here... ur ability to effortlessly juggle all ur roles in my life is par comparison... u r one person whom i constantly try to make me understand though u r the one person who has completely understood me... ur way of caring for me has always been different... but that difference has wat made me the person that iam today... u being the pillar of my life, i neednt even go out of my way to explain wat u r to me, for u urself know it... i wish i cld be exactly like u in a completely different way...
YOU: r my twin with quite an age gap... i dont know which one of us is eviler than the other, but thats wat i think, makes me look upto u... i feel u r the epitome of balance... n that very balance has helped me immensely to make my life wonderful... life without u is utterly unimaginable n i confess ive been fortunate enough to have u... i know i still follow u like how a puppy follows its mum sometimes... but yes, uve been more than a sibling n most so my friend...
YOU: r one of the very few that i connected with instantly... though i might still not know u completely, uve been the sister that i never had... am surprised how easy it is for me to share my darkest secrets with u as if we've known each other for decades, where it has just been a couple of yrs... ive learnt a hell of a lot from u which u might never realize... but, u r one person that i always look fwd to spend time with anytime, any day...
YOU: were my first official friend... we were in the same class from our KGs to class 9... wats more, we even shared the same rickshaw n were quite inseparable for sometime... i dont know y, but when there was a point in our school days where academics mattered most than anything else, i started sensing the gap that was falling between us bcoz u were the brightest in the class n i was scrapping hard to even pass... n imagine all those new friends around u... things did start taking its own course after a while n there were times we were loggerheads... n we r hardly in touch with each other now... but nonetheless, i still remember vividly so many of our conversations n the times that we spent together that it still makes me smile... u share a huge part of my childhood days
YOU: were the new girl in school... i have no clues how we started our first conversation... though i do remember u sitting in the first bench n lookin considerably lost... i guess we spoke during one of those sanskrit classes where our famous 'prof' was positively trying to make a big fool out of himself trying to impress the girls in his class or somethin like that.. but i do remember very well the first time u requested me n my friend whether we cld walk back home from then on... i never knew then that u wld be one of my best friends afterwards... wat fun it used to be, sitting on ur sofa n the 3 of us chatting non stop abt everything under the sun!? miss u!
YOU: were my first crush... i have nothing more to say abt u coz i knew nothing else abt u!
YOU: were my only ray of hope in class 10... that time when i shifted my school, i was even more lost than i rightfully shld have been... wat with the new environment, new culture n literally new everything... while i was thinking it was going to be a new beginning, i was right indeed... a splendid beginning for a nightmare... thanks to u, the blow was not as harsh as it mightve been... i consider a person is true when they stick around when there is no one else to... u did that to me...
YOU: were the anchor that saved a ship from crashing... or thats how i still see u... though i might not be open abt a few things, i observe the smaller things in life with quite an interest... a welcome hug cld by far be the most common thing on earth... but that day the hug that u gave me was equal to saving someone's life... i cld even call u my good luck charm! again, new friends n new lives change lots of things between friends... but am ashamed it has left a mark on ours too...
YOU: used to be my subject for contempt once upon a time... but now u r my bestt friend... one person who is more family to me than a friend... how many times have we spoken whole nights off? if i did have a sister, then it mightve rather been u... our tastes, our views n our very lives revolve around each other... unlike many others, we really dont have to be in constant touch to be close to each other... one call is enough to tighten our bond... i accept we might have whole lot of issues that r not discussed n that we r not pleased abt with each other... but thats makes u the person that u r n u r one of the most important ppl in my life...
YOU: were the crazy idiot that used to confuse me all the while in school... though things became as clear as crystal later, i wld never forgive u for confusing me so much!!
YOU: & i were very close during college... i thought u were one of those girls who were genuine at heart n hard to come by... wat made u think u shld betray me?! i still do feel i mightve been a tad judgmental n totally unfair in not hearing ur side of the story... makes me wonder whether wat i did was right afterall... or maybe wrong!
YOU: r a kid. u r mature. u r stupid. u r bloody clever. u annoy me to no ends. i dont know wat ill do without u... u end up talking me out of my blues n annoy me more in ur attempts to reach me that time. both of us r strikingly similar in 1 thing... our ability to be constantly in touch but not so much though to choke each other... we might be so close due to lots of reasons that i cant put my fingers on... but my life is definitely incomplete without u being there...
YOU: were the first person that i spoke to during that first morning at college... n i was the first spoken u spoke with as well... that day or even during our days in college, i never realised we wld get as close as we r now... reason being we werent in the same class n nor in the same group... we used to be bus mates n yes, how cld i forget our light music gang!? i guess we started knowing each other only after we passed out... i accept, u r my first self-confessed sweetheart! :)
YOU: were forever diplomatic... something i myself am most often... both of us admired each other for wat we were... u were forever calm n composed but super fun to be around... i wonder wat cld be done to make u lose that cool of urs n act like a normal person... someone that was being fought over by 2 people... consequently, it even ended up counting to 3 n then to my surprise 4... wat were these ppl thinking? :)
YOU: were the math teacher that i used to look fwd to being taught... i def am not understating ur skills as a teacher but u were somehow most unpredictable during those times... maybe, thats wat made me wonder wat u really were n even prompted me to invite u for our college cultural as a judge... we were good friends indeed but makes me wonder y u started acting funny...
YOU: were my colleague at office... the only girl other than me in the vicinity... i cant imagine my life in that place without u being there during those times... how cld i forget those matchstick games n lovely lunches? well... for the others tat might be surprised... thats exactly wat we did most of the times... now both of us r out n r in search of our destinies... but temme! when the hell r we gonna catch up for that coffee we promised each other!?
YOU: were the person of first times... though the way we met might be bizarre, it used to be an absolute roller coaster ride while we got to know each other... someone who taught me the meaning of happiness n joy with sorrow n hurt at the same time... all that while before, all those emotions remained quite superficial to me but i did manage to convince myself that it still is superficial indeed... time changes perspectives for nothing but patience as its payment, doesnt it? but that doesnt change the fact that no one else cldve taught me life better than u did, where i think it was already quite late i started learning what it was... am absolutely grateful for that, from the bottom of my heart!
YOU: came into my life through another college mate... surprisingly, another diplomat to the t that u r, we get along absolutely fine... the concept of ego is quite non existent in our case which is quite new to me... one thing that i always think abt when u come to my mind is home sweet home... we can talk about anything n everything under the sun from utter nonsense to super mind blowing concepts... being the fighter cock that i cld be sometimes, i still am mildly surprised that we havent fought even once till now (touch wood)... kudos to u!
YOU: r one absolute enigma! wat interests me most abt u is that i cant read u at all.. i do sometimes end up thinking that we r a lot more similar than i thought we were... of all the miracles in the world, i came fwd to make friends with u... n i absolutely am glad that i did... for one, ur support... two, ur frankness... three, the moron that u really r...
YOU: r quite a professional mentor n a dear friend... ive always appreciated intelligence, tact, goodwill n integrity... u r one of them with all that n more... if not for u, i may very well be running around without quite a sense of direction... but it really is not the brake that am concerned about, but the kind of exposure u managed to give me in that short while... ur modesty n diplomacy r somethings that i still am in awe of!
YOU: r someone that changes like water... water never remains the same during one time from the other... it keeps flowing from somewhere to the other, taking all kinds of shapes in its course to find the ocean... without water life on earth is impossible... without that you in me, i will never understand the reason y iam what iam... i mention u at the very end not bcoz i found u just now, but bcoz ill keep finding u every other second!
Everyone has shortcomings... n so do i! n that is my ability in always failing to express how i truly feel about those that r near n dear n matter a lot to me...
This post is for those people who have not only been in my life but have also managed to make a considerable change in it... i accept am def not in contact with each n every one of them... but still, their memories, sweet or bitter, have always taught me the different flavours of life n eventually have helped me add yet another dimension to the way ive looked at things...
Disclaimer: Thanks raji for this wonderful idea of urs, which am shamelessly flicking!
YOU: r the reason y am here... i have spent most of my time with u, an extra 10 months on that... u've been my constant source of support all the while... u even have proof of me using u as a punch bag from my age of 2... the amount of love n affection n care that u have showered me with all this while is one reason i even have an idea what real caring is all about... i might not have told u how much u mean to me... n i guess even if i tried i wldnt find those words... but being what u r, i hope u know the power of those unsaid words than being said afer all...
YOU: r again the reason y am here... ur ability to effortlessly juggle all ur roles in my life is par comparison... u r one person whom i constantly try to make me understand though u r the one person who has completely understood me... ur way of caring for me has always been different... but that difference has wat made me the person that iam today... u being the pillar of my life, i neednt even go out of my way to explain wat u r to me, for u urself know it... i wish i cld be exactly like u in a completely different way...
YOU: r my twin with quite an age gap... i dont know which one of us is eviler than the other, but thats wat i think, makes me look upto u... i feel u r the epitome of balance... n that very balance has helped me immensely to make my life wonderful... life without u is utterly unimaginable n i confess ive been fortunate enough to have u... i know i still follow u like how a puppy follows its mum sometimes... but yes, uve been more than a sibling n most so my friend...
YOU: r one of the very few that i connected with instantly... though i might still not know u completely, uve been the sister that i never had... am surprised how easy it is for me to share my darkest secrets with u as if we've known each other for decades, where it has just been a couple of yrs... ive learnt a hell of a lot from u which u might never realize... but, u r one person that i always look fwd to spend time with anytime, any day...
YOU: were my first official friend... we were in the same class from our KGs to class 9... wats more, we even shared the same rickshaw n were quite inseparable for sometime... i dont know y, but when there was a point in our school days where academics mattered most than anything else, i started sensing the gap that was falling between us bcoz u were the brightest in the class n i was scrapping hard to even pass... n imagine all those new friends around u... things did start taking its own course after a while n there were times we were loggerheads... n we r hardly in touch with each other now... but nonetheless, i still remember vividly so many of our conversations n the times that we spent together that it still makes me smile... u share a huge part of my childhood days
YOU: were the new girl in school... i have no clues how we started our first conversation... though i do remember u sitting in the first bench n lookin considerably lost... i guess we spoke during one of those sanskrit classes where our famous 'prof' was positively trying to make a big fool out of himself trying to impress the girls in his class or somethin like that.. but i do remember very well the first time u requested me n my friend whether we cld walk back home from then on... i never knew then that u wld be one of my best friends afterwards... wat fun it used to be, sitting on ur sofa n the 3 of us chatting non stop abt everything under the sun!? miss u!
YOU: were my first crush... i have nothing more to say abt u coz i knew nothing else abt u!
YOU: were my only ray of hope in class 10... that time when i shifted my school, i was even more lost than i rightfully shld have been... wat with the new environment, new culture n literally new everything... while i was thinking it was going to be a new beginning, i was right indeed... a splendid beginning for a nightmare... thanks to u, the blow was not as harsh as it mightve been... i consider a person is true when they stick around when there is no one else to... u did that to me...
YOU: were the anchor that saved a ship from crashing... or thats how i still see u... though i might not be open abt a few things, i observe the smaller things in life with quite an interest... a welcome hug cld by far be the most common thing on earth... but that day the hug that u gave me was equal to saving someone's life... i cld even call u my good luck charm! again, new friends n new lives change lots of things between friends... but am ashamed it has left a mark on ours too...
YOU: used to be my subject for contempt once upon a time... but now u r my bestt friend... one person who is more family to me than a friend... how many times have we spoken whole nights off? if i did have a sister, then it mightve rather been u... our tastes, our views n our very lives revolve around each other... unlike many others, we really dont have to be in constant touch to be close to each other... one call is enough to tighten our bond... i accept we might have whole lot of issues that r not discussed n that we r not pleased abt with each other... but thats makes u the person that u r n u r one of the most important ppl in my life...
YOU: were the crazy idiot that used to confuse me all the while in school... though things became as clear as crystal later, i wld never forgive u for confusing me so much!!
YOU: & i were very close during college... i thought u were one of those girls who were genuine at heart n hard to come by... wat made u think u shld betray me?! i still do feel i mightve been a tad judgmental n totally unfair in not hearing ur side of the story... makes me wonder whether wat i did was right afterall... or maybe wrong!
YOU: r a kid. u r mature. u r stupid. u r bloody clever. u annoy me to no ends. i dont know wat ill do without u... u end up talking me out of my blues n annoy me more in ur attempts to reach me that time. both of us r strikingly similar in 1 thing... our ability to be constantly in touch but not so much though to choke each other... we might be so close due to lots of reasons that i cant put my fingers on... but my life is definitely incomplete without u being there...
YOU: were the first person that i spoke to during that first morning at college... n i was the first spoken u spoke with as well... that day or even during our days in college, i never realised we wld get as close as we r now... reason being we werent in the same class n nor in the same group... we used to be bus mates n yes, how cld i forget our light music gang!? i guess we started knowing each other only after we passed out... i accept, u r my first self-confessed sweetheart! :)
YOU: were forever diplomatic... something i myself am most often... both of us admired each other for wat we were... u were forever calm n composed but super fun to be around... i wonder wat cld be done to make u lose that cool of urs n act like a normal person... someone that was being fought over by 2 people... consequently, it even ended up counting to 3 n then to my surprise 4... wat were these ppl thinking? :)
YOU: were the math teacher that i used to look fwd to being taught... i def am not understating ur skills as a teacher but u were somehow most unpredictable during those times... maybe, thats wat made me wonder wat u really were n even prompted me to invite u for our college cultural as a judge... we were good friends indeed but makes me wonder y u started acting funny...
YOU: were my colleague at office... the only girl other than me in the vicinity... i cant imagine my life in that place without u being there during those times... how cld i forget those matchstick games n lovely lunches? well... for the others tat might be surprised... thats exactly wat we did most of the times... now both of us r out n r in search of our destinies... but temme! when the hell r we gonna catch up for that coffee we promised each other!?
YOU: were the person of first times... though the way we met might be bizarre, it used to be an absolute roller coaster ride while we got to know each other... someone who taught me the meaning of happiness n joy with sorrow n hurt at the same time... all that while before, all those emotions remained quite superficial to me but i did manage to convince myself that it still is superficial indeed... time changes perspectives for nothing but patience as its payment, doesnt it? but that doesnt change the fact that no one else cldve taught me life better than u did, where i think it was already quite late i started learning what it was... am absolutely grateful for that, from the bottom of my heart!
YOU: came into my life through another college mate... surprisingly, another diplomat to the t that u r, we get along absolutely fine... the concept of ego is quite non existent in our case which is quite new to me... one thing that i always think abt when u come to my mind is home sweet home... we can talk about anything n everything under the sun from utter nonsense to super mind blowing concepts... being the fighter cock that i cld be sometimes, i still am mildly surprised that we havent fought even once till now (touch wood)... kudos to u!
YOU: r one absolute enigma! wat interests me most abt u is that i cant read u at all.. i do sometimes end up thinking that we r a lot more similar than i thought we were... of all the miracles in the world, i came fwd to make friends with u... n i absolutely am glad that i did... for one, ur support... two, ur frankness... three, the moron that u really r...
YOU: r quite a professional mentor n a dear friend... ive always appreciated intelligence, tact, goodwill n integrity... u r one of them with all that n more... if not for u, i may very well be running around without quite a sense of direction... but it really is not the brake that am concerned about, but the kind of exposure u managed to give me in that short while... ur modesty n diplomacy r somethings that i still am in awe of!
YOU: r someone that changes like water... water never remains the same during one time from the other... it keeps flowing from somewhere to the other, taking all kinds of shapes in its course to find the ocean... without water life on earth is impossible... without that you in me, i will never understand the reason y iam what iam... i mention u at the very end not bcoz i found u just now, but bcoz ill keep finding u every other second!
Tuesday, September 11, 2007
Ugly Ducklling
What difference does it really make whether u r a duck n be normal or be a swan n be extraordinary or remain an ugly duckling forever n be wierd!?
Does it even make a difference?
Whatever it may be, does it all not make a difference only when the other person sees? wld a blind man know or even care about the difference?
Then y do i care?!
Does it even make a difference?
Whatever it may be, does it all not make a difference only when the other person sees? wld a blind man know or even care about the difference?
Then y do i care?!
Thursday, June 14, 2007
Wow... Failure!
Whats with failure n all the negative vibes that is associated with it...
Failure is an instance where the required skill, effort or intelligence were more or less insufficient than what is required to finish the goal 'perfectly'.
[Perfection is again a relative term... it is impossible to coin the term perfection! Many ppl might say its a state of zero fault but we could rather say its just the highest embodiment of something n there is nothing beyond that... call it heaven if u want to :)]
The game is all about probability (the math enthusiasts might find it easier to follow)... u either win it or lose it... is there anything in between? NEVER! It is all split into 50%... Everything n everyone is given an equal chance.. no partiality in the game of life...
If success is the pinnacle of life, then it requires a tailor made recipe.. a recipe that would work only with one person... its more similar to our mobile numbers...
For example, If one wants to dial the number 98840-12345 ( kindly avoid dialing this number, it connects u to the 'hutch care' executive) he/she has to dial each n every digit right... if even one number is changed we might end up reaching the wrong person, or such a number might not even exist... something as simple as a phone number in our lives requires its own level of perfection.. n we do it as a matter of fact everyday n even find short cuts to do so.. wld it be so difficult to dial those numbers of success in life?
Thats when the factor of failure comes in... according to me, failure represents the other half of the life system... an equally beautiful version... By failure i not only mean commercial failure but personal failures too! The B word that might send jitters down...
I would be lying if i say 'i hate success' coz thats what am working for, but am most cautious about it... I would again be lying if i say 'i love failures' for i would obviously want to avoid my mistakes, but i end up learning the most out of them...
Failures for one teach us... the small ones might affect us as much as an ant bite or for some, even negligent.. the medium ones wake us up n the big ones shake our roots... but at the end of it, we learn a lesson... to put it better, we HAVE TO learn the lesson... just that the tinier it is, the easier to come out of it, but as the deed gets postponed, the intensity just rises...
Failures also build in the so far non-existent fire! the fire to prove everyone n everything wrong that called us a failure! The fire to make them shut up for life! The fire to break every shackle there is n learn what it takes to be there... what it takes to taste it...
Y does one wanna be successful? But whats up after tasting it? The truth is, all of us r in search for happiness... anything n everything that one wants has an end result of happiness...
U want money, I want love, he wants success, she wants recognition... but y do all of us want that something? It matters so much to us bcoz we think that the particular end result has the ability to provide us with the happiness we r searching for! But what after u get the money n i get the love n he gets the success n she gets the recognition... does happiness stay? A deeper strive for happiness is begun afresh... A chase again.. happiness here is chased n not chosen!
Real happiness lies not in the accomplishment, but what all it takes to accomplish it... the toil, the fear, the sufferings, the pressure, the thoughts put in... simply put, the hard n the smart work! A number of well learnt failures is the path way for success... n success gives us happiness...
So y should one be vary of failures when they cld be the key to our happiness? The whole meaning of our lives?!
Finally, there is really no point in worrying abt our numerous failures, big or small, for they r tagged 'Past tense'... instead its all a way of life n a sure sign that success is not too far away!
Let us all give a toast to the not-so-enthusiastic-but-the-most-essential-split-of-our-lives!
Hail Failures!
For what they teach us... for what they make out of us... n finally, for what they r to us!
Failure is an instance where the required skill, effort or intelligence were more or less insufficient than what is required to finish the goal 'perfectly'.
[Perfection is again a relative term... it is impossible to coin the term perfection! Many ppl might say its a state of zero fault but we could rather say its just the highest embodiment of something n there is nothing beyond that... call it heaven if u want to :)]
The game is all about probability (the math enthusiasts might find it easier to follow)... u either win it or lose it... is there anything in between? NEVER! It is all split into 50%... Everything n everyone is given an equal chance.. no partiality in the game of life...
If success is the pinnacle of life, then it requires a tailor made recipe.. a recipe that would work only with one person... its more similar to our mobile numbers...
For example, If one wants to dial the number 98840-12345 ( kindly avoid dialing this number, it connects u to the 'hutch care' executive) he/she has to dial each n every digit right... if even one number is changed we might end up reaching the wrong person, or such a number might not even exist... something as simple as a phone number in our lives requires its own level of perfection.. n we do it as a matter of fact everyday n even find short cuts to do so.. wld it be so difficult to dial those numbers of success in life?
Thats when the factor of failure comes in... according to me, failure represents the other half of the life system... an equally beautiful version... By failure i not only mean commercial failure but personal failures too! The B word that might send jitters down...
I would be lying if i say 'i hate success' coz thats what am working for, but am most cautious about it... I would again be lying if i say 'i love failures' for i would obviously want to avoid my mistakes, but i end up learning the most out of them...
Failures for one teach us... the small ones might affect us as much as an ant bite or for some, even negligent.. the medium ones wake us up n the big ones shake our roots... but at the end of it, we learn a lesson... to put it better, we HAVE TO learn the lesson... just that the tinier it is, the easier to come out of it, but as the deed gets postponed, the intensity just rises...
Failures also build in the so far non-existent fire! the fire to prove everyone n everything wrong that called us a failure! The fire to make them shut up for life! The fire to break every shackle there is n learn what it takes to be there... what it takes to taste it...
Y does one wanna be successful? But whats up after tasting it? The truth is, all of us r in search for happiness... anything n everything that one wants has an end result of happiness...
U want money, I want love, he wants success, she wants recognition... but y do all of us want that something? It matters so much to us bcoz we think that the particular end result has the ability to provide us with the happiness we r searching for! But what after u get the money n i get the love n he gets the success n she gets the recognition... does happiness stay? A deeper strive for happiness is begun afresh... A chase again.. happiness here is chased n not chosen!
Real happiness lies not in the accomplishment, but what all it takes to accomplish it... the toil, the fear, the sufferings, the pressure, the thoughts put in... simply put, the hard n the smart work! A number of well learnt failures is the path way for success... n success gives us happiness...
So y should one be vary of failures when they cld be the key to our happiness? The whole meaning of our lives?!
Finally, there is really no point in worrying abt our numerous failures, big or small, for they r tagged 'Past tense'... instead its all a way of life n a sure sign that success is not too far away!
Let us all give a toast to the not-so-enthusiastic-but-the-most-essential-split-of-our-lives!
Hail Failures!
For what they teach us... for what they make out of us... n finally, for what they r to us!
Monday, June 11, 2007
I wanna Move It Move It!
I was watching the movie "madegasker" last night.... Awesome is the word.
The characterisation, the animation, the script, the humour, the music n most importantly the story line were just right! Neither too much nor too less...
The movie revolves around 4 friends in the Zoo in the new york city... A lion (Alex), A zebra ( Marty), A hippo ( Gloria) n A giraffe ( Melman ).
What does the Zoo provide them?
1. Food (The best there is)
2. Water (Unlike our good ol' chennai. they dont seem to have a problem anyway)
3. Shelter (Intact with heaters n treadmills n well... cages!)
4. LIME LIGHT (The human factor that makes most of us tick)
Everyone except Marty loves the zoo for the stability that it provides n have no clues what they really are meant for. Alex roars on the Podium, Marty runs around with all his stunts, Gloria swims beautifully n Melman... well.. he is just a health freak! They do all this primarily to entertain the kids around!
But as the story goes, as per Marty's wish, they do end up in the wild one day... Marty, Gloria n Melman being herbivorous cope up with the shelter n the leaves n sea weeds that the island has to provide... Alex on the other hand, being a predator, wants steak... n the best part is, he doesnt realise that Marty, his best friend, is actually his steak!
The part in the wild life is what i really liked bcoz, the animals come to realise what they really are meant for n what they r in reality!
After a point, the human element sets in again, where Alex is guilty trying to make Marty edible! But Marty still goes to him n revives the friendship...
They live happily ever after (in the island) is all the story is about!
Finally a mix of reality (if u care to notice it) n real-illadhe-ty!
Not to forget the "Cute n cuddly" Penguins n the squirrels! was rolling on the floor laughing!
A movie that shld be watched atleast once!
The characterisation, the animation, the script, the humour, the music n most importantly the story line were just right! Neither too much nor too less...
The movie revolves around 4 friends in the Zoo in the new york city... A lion (Alex), A zebra ( Marty), A hippo ( Gloria) n A giraffe ( Melman ).
What does the Zoo provide them?
1. Food (The best there is)
2. Water (Unlike our good ol' chennai. they dont seem to have a problem anyway)
3. Shelter (Intact with heaters n treadmills n well... cages!)
4. LIME LIGHT (The human factor that makes most of us tick)
Everyone except Marty loves the zoo for the stability that it provides n have no clues what they really are meant for. Alex roars on the Podium, Marty runs around with all his stunts, Gloria swims beautifully n Melman... well.. he is just a health freak! They do all this primarily to entertain the kids around!
But as the story goes, as per Marty's wish, they do end up in the wild one day... Marty, Gloria n Melman being herbivorous cope up with the shelter n the leaves n sea weeds that the island has to provide... Alex on the other hand, being a predator, wants steak... n the best part is, he doesnt realise that Marty, his best friend, is actually his steak!
The part in the wild life is what i really liked bcoz, the animals come to realise what they really are meant for n what they r in reality!
After a point, the human element sets in again, where Alex is guilty trying to make Marty edible! But Marty still goes to him n revives the friendship...
They live happily ever after (in the island) is all the story is about!
Finally a mix of reality (if u care to notice it) n real-illadhe-ty!
Not to forget the "Cute n cuddly" Penguins n the squirrels! was rolling on the floor laughing!
A movie that shld be watched atleast once!
Thursday, June 07, 2007
Nee!
Its all a roller coaster ride,
The downs n ups forever take turns!
Who made me realise it?
NEE!
Who came forward to help me when i was beaten?
Who gave me comfort while i needed a shoulder?
Who gave me the fire to carry on with life?
NEE!
I dont ask much out of people,
Coz i know not many, who cld grant my wishes,
But i came fwd to ask n who granted them?
NEE!
Who told me that its never the end?
Who made me smile when no one else could?
Who made me feel Iam what Iam n Iam the best at it?
NEE!
You were born with my conscience,
You were brought up by my soul,
You would also die with me,
You are ME!
The downs n ups forever take turns!
Who made me realise it?
NEE!
Who came forward to help me when i was beaten?
Who gave me comfort while i needed a shoulder?
Who gave me the fire to carry on with life?
NEE!
I dont ask much out of people,
Coz i know not many, who cld grant my wishes,
But i came fwd to ask n who granted them?
NEE!
Who told me that its never the end?
Who made me smile when no one else could?
Who made me feel Iam what Iam n Iam the best at it?
NEE!
You were born with my conscience,
You were brought up by my soul,
You would also die with me,
You are ME!
Friday, April 27, 2007
Climaxaaye Namaha!
Disclaimer: This is just an attempt to reinforce an already popular theory... rather the other half of the belief system... this certainly does not constitute anything that i might believe or not believe in...
Here goes the epilogue for my previous post "God: Hand Made; Man Made" by popular demand... an attempt to explain the climax...
To begin with, this brain storming was just the immediate effect of an interesting concept i came across a while back... the concept of 'who delivered who'!
Taking that into consideration ( read the previous post before u proceed ) it is quite logical to argue that what stays back is what has been delivered... the intention of the whole process at a macro level makes one conclude what has been truly delivered!
By popular belief, thanks to the various religions n their myths, it is believed that a truly omnipotent God created all of us. The reason behind that cld very well be a case of convenience, which potentially answers all the unanswerable questions n well.. am no atheist to say there is no God (my belief system varies quite a bit n i find this is no time to discuss that right now)
But there also is the other half of the belief system... that the whole concept of God was created by Man n only by Man ( Cats n dogs n pigeons dont worship do they?)
So according to the theory 'who delivered who', we concluded no matter who made the delivery, the one that stays back is what has been delivered! Dont u think in the case of Man n God, the one that enters this world n also makes a prompt exit is Man? n after he leaves, the one that supposedly stays back is God?
So if what stays back is what has been delivered... n since the concept of God does stay back... then Man delivered God!
Yen Pechil Pizhai uLLadho Shuvaaamii????
Here goes the epilogue for my previous post "God: Hand Made; Man Made" by popular demand... an attempt to explain the climax...
To begin with, this brain storming was just the immediate effect of an interesting concept i came across a while back... the concept of 'who delivered who'!
Taking that into consideration ( read the previous post before u proceed ) it is quite logical to argue that what stays back is what has been delivered... the intention of the whole process at a macro level makes one conclude what has been truly delivered!
By popular belief, thanks to the various religions n their myths, it is believed that a truly omnipotent God created all of us. The reason behind that cld very well be a case of convenience, which potentially answers all the unanswerable questions n well.. am no atheist to say there is no God (my belief system varies quite a bit n i find this is no time to discuss that right now)
But there also is the other half of the belief system... that the whole concept of God was created by Man n only by Man ( Cats n dogs n pigeons dont worship do they?)
So according to the theory 'who delivered who', we concluded no matter who made the delivery, the one that stays back is what has been delivered! Dont u think in the case of Man n God, the one that enters this world n also makes a prompt exit is Man? n after he leaves, the one that supposedly stays back is God?
So if what stays back is what has been delivered... n since the concept of God does stay back... then Man delivered God!
Yen Pechil Pizhai uLLadho Shuvaaamii????
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