Wednesday, December 28, 2011

Decisions


There are times in your life when you question your decisions...what is right...what is wrong...what would have been...with what is...
Notice how all of your decisions are influenced by people around you...by friends, relatives, situations, moods...
One decision...every decision in your life is a filter of all these aspects...
The point I am trying to make is that...amongst all this influence...one should draw the line and understand what one really wants...what is the true 'self' and consequence of the decision.

Throughout mankind...the problem and essentially also the essence of life has always been choice.
So let it be yours...learn from others...but execute what you feel.
Don't let someone's opinion become your reality.

True Story.

Sunday, December 11, 2011

About Mistakes...just a quote...

‎"There are certain things in life where you know it's a mistake but you don't really know it's a mistake because the only way to really know it is a mistake is to make that mistake and look back and say, "Yup, that was a mistake". 
 So really, the bigger mistake would be to not make the mistake because then you'll go your whole life not really knowing if something is a mistake or not. And well...by the end of it..You will realize, you made no mistakes."

Saturday, November 26, 2011

What interests me....


The Invitation

It doesn’t interest me what you do for a living
I want to know what you ache for
And if you dare to dream of meeting your heart’s longing.

It doesn’t interest me how old you are
I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool
For love
For your dream
For the adventure of being alive.

It doesn’t interest me what planets are squaring your moon…
I want to know if you have touched the centre of your own sorrow
If you have been opened by life’s betrayals
Or have become shriveled and closed
From fear of further pain.

I want to know if you can sit with pain
Mine and your own
Without moving to hide it
Or fade it
Or fix it.

I want to know if you can be with joy
Mine or your own
If you can dance with wildness
And let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes
Without cautioning us to
Be careful
Be realistic
Remember the limitations of being human.

It doesn’t interest me if the story you are telling me is true
I want to know if you can disappoint another 
To be true to yourself.
If you can bear the accusation of betrayal
And not betray your own soul.
If you can be faithless
And therefore trustworthy.

I want to know if you can see Beauty
Even when it is not pretty
Everyday.
And if you can source your own life
From its presence.

I want to know if you can live with failure
Yours and mine
And still stand at the edge of the lake
And shout to the silver of the full moon,
Yes”.

It doesn’t interest me
To know where you live or how much money you have.
I want to know of you can get up
After the night of grief and despair
Weary and bruised to the bone
And do what needs to be done
To feed the children.

It doesn’t interest me who you know
or how you came to be here.
I want to know if you will stand
In the centre of the fire
With me
And not shrink back.

It doesn’t interest me where or what or with whom
you have studied.
I want to know what sustains you
From the inside
When all else falls away.

I want to know if you can be alone
With yourself
And if you truly like the company you keep
In the empty moments.


Oriah Mountain Dreamer, from the book “the Invitation”, published by HarperSanFrancisco, 1999.



Thursday, November 24, 2011

your thoughts...and the cupboard!

The good thing about having an off from work is that it definitely gives you a break from the routine.
So I am sitting at home...reading stuff....listening to music...and making plans for weekend getaways...
In between...just lying on the bed...thinking...

Have you ever noticed...when you are sitting idle...how you can actually "hear" your thoughts...each and every word....so clear...not messed up...
You may be thinking about anything random...might even not make any sense...but it is still clear...
I somehow find peace in such thoughts...time is slow...and your thoughts know no boundaries or limits...

The free time also gave me a chance to clear up and arrange my cupboard...It was one of the "make your mom happy" things that I did (also because she was after me to clear up the mess for long now!)
(We Boys seriously have a 'thing' with MESS...dont we?)
I mean...I know my clothes are messy...but i do find whatever I want whenever I want it...dont I?
Anyway...after much hesitation and avoidance...I finally got going to arranging my stuff...and thats when I realised something...



As I started arranging my stuff...putting them into proper compartments...rows separating T shirts and formals...jeans and trousers...discarding things i did not need...I somehow felt better...
As if I had made things simple for me...
All of it was always there...and yess....I could find and wear anything I wanted always...even in time..
but this arrangement of things seemed better...simple...and easy...

Isnt it the same for all our thoughts?

You have sooo many of them all the time...messed up....lying there...crumbled...
You know you can tackle them...when you want and how you want...
But trying sitting down once....arranging them...hearing yourself...removing and discarding ones you dont need...and you see how you feel...
at ease...at peace...the world doesnt matter...you and only you and your thoughts do...


“We are what we think. All that we are arises with our thoughts. 

With our thoughts, we make the world.”






Thursday, November 03, 2011

DREAM



So finally I got my Tattoo done...!
For all those who wanna know...Yess....it does hurt a bit...but its really quite bearable...
I would describe it more like "very very high fever" at one single point on your body..

Loving it now that it has healed...feels great to have it just like i always wanted it..


 "I don't dream at night, I dream all day; I dream for a living."
 
On other things...some other time...soon....

Monday, October 17, 2011

Red cart paper and a bicyle

I was driving down the crowded road...my car braking every now and then...waiting for the traffic to clear...the music loud and me staring at the Honda logo in front of me...
As I pumped up the accelerator at the sight of a free signal...I saw a guy on a bicycle pass by...
He was carrying a bag pack...with a round folded red cart paper in it...clearly visible, the way it was kept in the bag pack...

He moved criss-cross through the crowd of cars....trying to make way...almost carelessly...
Seeing him took me to the days of school somehow...may be it was the cart paper...maybe it was his careless and almost fearless maneuvering...

You rememeber those days right....when nothing really matters...all you care about is creativity and to live your dreams...
You take the cart paper...do whatever you want with it...let your thoughts flow...make what your heart tells you...do what you want to...
The irony of life is that as we grow old...we keep yearning for this careless creativity in everything we do...

Very few give the cart paper of their life the shape they dream...

In the randomness of these thoughts...I somehow lost grip of my car for a split second...and gazed a scooter ahead of me with my car...
Before I even realised what had happened...I saw the man and his wife getting down from their sccoter and
screaming a stream of bad words...aimlessly...as if trying to just get out their lifes frustrations on me...
I just stared at them for 2 mins...and drove off...did not see the point in confronting them with anything...

How messed up are our lives these days...what is in front of us doesnt matter...what matters is what is going on in our heads...our reactions depend largely on the wildness of thoughts we constantly carry these days...

Sad. Where has that fearless creativity gone. Are we so caught up with anger?


Saturday, September 24, 2011

work,mind and thoughts.

I am pretty sure that there is definitely a time in everyones life when you have to fight for your peace.
That doesnt really mean that everything around you is going bad...but somehow...i am sure...you are also in a state of jitter when things are going too well.

I was talking to a friend the other day...about how we cant seperate ourselves from our work. It is a part of who we are...what we do...and somehow...you cant just block it out after "office hours".

I know a lot of people for whom "work is...well...work". You get money for it...as they say...and the only high about doing a job is MONEY!
These people...in the true sense...cant be bothered by what they are doing as a "job"...they can do anything...as long it satisfies their bank account by the end of the month.
Profile, responsibilities & job satisfaction are alien words for this kind.

We...my friend and me....are not such people. For us...work is a part of our life. And we cant seperate it out..even if we ever wanted to.
The funny thing with this is that...we are constantly thinking about work...about good things happening...and bad things...about consequenses and actions...about work tommorrow and day after...its a continous thought process...that ultimately eats up your mind.

"If there is anything really that can kill you ever so smoothly, its not a disease or a weapon, it is your own thoughts gone wrong."

Notice your friend list. There will be people you meet often who will never talk about their work. And then there are those...who will mention something or the other about their work...good or bad...

I do like the fact that some of your friends can keep their work so aloof from their life. I think it is a good thing (atleast it lets the world think so it is!)
But i choose the other option.
I dont think this is bad. I think it only retariates the fact that we love what we do...
But definitely...somewhere...for inner peace....you need to let go...after a certain point...

Days come...days go...some are good...(most are good in fact!)...
some will be bad...but they are "bad days" for a reason...

A lot of bad things will happen around you all your life...wrong things which run the world around you...
Yes...not all is fair...not all is for your good...

I like the way I feel about work...I like the fact that these days its the top priority of my life...and I love it is helping me mould and giving me direction...
Peace.



Wednesday, August 24, 2011

update!



Have been enjoying my days in the new profile thoroughly...
I am loving the new place...the whole experience...and the positivity it has brought to me....

Wont write much today....but definitely have some awesome thoughts that I would soon put down...
Have been fascinated by this picture since a few days...It represents DREAM in Japanese...




“You block your dream when you allow your fear to grow bigger than your faith.”

Friday, August 19, 2011

"Like" this

There is so much difference when are in a field of work that is somewhere an extension of yourself.
I used to think and assume until a past few days that one can really do any work if he/she wants and that by the end of the day its the 'moolaah' that matters...

You can...yes...you can do any work and even be good at it...but it makes "world-changing" difference when you do something that appeals to you most...and which you like doing...



Having been learning a lot...less time for myself though....but i dont mind that...enjoying every bit of the learning phase...

The prime topic of my coffee table conversations with friends used to be "what do i really want to do?"
I think I have found my answer...and have decided to grow from here...and join the dots...

So then...lets just start the buzz shall we?


P.S: the above strip has been taken from Life's a comic strip! (an awesome read and a must follow blog!)


Thursday, July 07, 2011

mom and dad

I was talking to some friends the other day...and we were discussing that after this weird "everyone is getting married" phase of life...the next stage of even more weirdness would be that of parenting...

Soon you would start hearing news of people "expecting" soon....and even though I am not a fan of babies and kids (I do like babies...i DO NOT hate them....but to be honest....i am a bit scared of them!) , you would have a bunch of kids running around you when you meet friends...close same aged relatives or the likes...

That...i feel....would be a SERIOUS change...!!
I mean...imagine you and your friends...sitting at the coffee place...late night...like every Saturday...to relax....and unlike present times....there would be ranting, crying, running around, screaming...ufff! Dont count out the fact that half of your frineds wont turn up....for reasons ranging from "my kids got school meeting tomm" to "my baby is crying/ill past few days" to even "dint get a baby sitter today"

I donot know how I would personally cope up with all this...but it would be worth a watch...

That scary topic led us to our parents...
and I realised how SELFLESS a job parenting really is...

Think about your Mom and Dad for 2 mins...look at them...realise what they do and dont do...and you will know...

Everything that they do...yes...each and everything...revolves around their children!
Like...all my mom really cares about...is whether I am content...happy...or if something is troubling me or no...
That is how it is for their generation of parenting...

SELFLESS CARE...that is the best you can describe it as...NO other words!

I sincerely doubt if our generation of parents would be this way...if would really live upto this level of care...which at times...we dont even acknowledge...

Well...have been trying a lot these days...to take out time...and talk to Mom...just...beacause...I know it makes her feel good...and amazingly...talking with her...does release a lot of my tensions and concerns...
Somehow...Moms have this astonishing quality to let you know that "Everything will be ok"

Thank you Mom and Dad...I may not say it often...but I do mean it...THANK YOU!