i ask

in this hustle and bustle

is unnerving silence

quietly sitting with a long face


in that silence

is unsettling restlessness

desperately running the race



i ask...

what have you become?

template of life

why do people come to think that their way of life is the only road to happiness? why would you desperately want your posterity to live like you would have had? why would you want to impose your ways on them? imagine how boring it would be. no discovering. no exploring. just following. can you respect/understand this thought ever? shouldn't you only put forth your point of view and then leave things to them.

how much can one fight? there are times when fighting for your own stand with people you respect and care for, gets on you. when you just want to give up and say "fine". when you so want to elope but you stick. you stick because you know you cannot really get far leaving them behind, unhappy.

i am hopeful. still. it can only get better. it will.

connotation of words

check out the plot of Charulata and Nastanirh.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Charulata
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nastanirh

i am reminded of a conversation in a movie called "abohoman" between father(f) and son(s)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xVp6Aoxt7zA
***********
f: what is a film all about?
s: depends..moments may be
f: moments..we all catch fleeting moments..capture them.. not fair..not fair at all. [pauses] look at the bluish-grey sky.
s: fog has not cleared yet.
f: that what you just said, blue changed to dull grey.
s: it'll get dark now, lets go
************

if we could witness and understand what transpired in between the finite moments that are captured and projected, our perspectives and further the choice of words would change.

in an electrical world, to analyse an analog signal, we sample it. samples would always be finite in number and hence, the signal that we reconstruct from the samples is never the same as original. in the real world, our understanding and sensibilities are a function of our experiences and desires. limited. also, there is no law that can give us an appropriate sampling rate to reconstruct reality.

at this point, i can think of only one word - anekantvada

long way to go

wow..i am beginning to like jogging. this was unexpected. its hard to stay driven if you are the kinds who pants in less than 200m. i can jog longer now but slow. i've started drinking more than 2 litres of water everyday. chosen an area most of which is less crowded and green. is baar no chori

song of the day

aao huzoor tumko sitaaron mein le chalun

thank you

for the kind of people i've met in my life and for the amount of love i've got, i can only say i am plain lucky. if brahma is sitting up there on lotus with questions popping in his head, i want to shout out to him, "good going dude. you doubt, therefore you think, therefore we are" ;)

play

sometimes you want a song to go on and on and never stop. waqt ne kiya kya haseen sitam is one of them