When things are right............

When you are at peace.  Nothing bothers you.. All the mean people you met in your life.. The guy overtaking from the left.. Corrupt politicians or the naive do gooders...


What is different. perhaps it is the easy acceptance , the awesome camaraderie or the connection and the understanding of the things left unsaid.. There is neither  strife nor competition.

Just an easy acceptance of the other person and a nice feeling of comfort..

It is said that some amount of strife is important to make it spicy. Guess people are so scared of letting go
and believing in others that they justify a lot of stuff.. There is more than enough strife in the world around us.


All the things which were wrong are right.. I guess it is all about finding that right connection. 
Does this mean that there is nothing more left to aspire for......


Guess not.. All it means is that now is the time to aspire for greater things in life and enjoy the feeling of making a dent in this world however small that may be..  No point in achievement without recognition..

They say comfort develops in time but then those who believe that don't want to give themselves that choice.

I have paid for my comfort in pain. I have fought for my choice.


Here's back at life..


Cheers..

Connections.......

Most of the times what you give is what you get... 


We meet people. Sometimes we connect.. sometimes we don't...


When we do, Its like a freight train. The relationship has a life of its own .. If it is across genders.It is truly amazing.. 
No thoughts before every word and no analysis after. A momentum which is enjoyable.. It is just so easy and comfortable..


What is this connection how do we find it.. Why is it that sometimes it is there amd on some it is not. 


Why is it that 9 out of 10 times,  people mention close friends in their own gender as people they connect with amazingly.. And am talking about straight people here..  


We as human beings are very sensitive, sensitive to moods, color, light, smells and even temperature. How many times have we stood next to a person and felt their body heat and felt comfortable or uncomfortable.. And these are such subtle inputs.. Even then we react to them...


So if you are a doubting Tom, enjoy playing power games or put people down .. Its never gonna work.. But then these sorry excuses for human beings have no reason to be out looking for a connection...




looking back .. Comfortable, confident, free and easy, interesting.. Now these are the words that come to my mind.




What further complicates a cross gender relationship are the expectations and the lack of acceptance..


Easy come easy go.. Comfortable silences and a calm acceptance..


Life becomes interesting again.


Connections...


Nice.....




Here' to great connections and good friends. Arigato.. 

I beleive, I can..........

Belief can move mountains, or so my mom used to tell me...

And I used to think even grownups lie... How can thought move mountains...? 

I just realized it does...  Relationships, tasks, people, the things that we believe are important bother us, motivate us ...  makes us sad or happy...  Mountains of our life...

Should what other people think affect my life... Nah not... Been there done that... So do I need to prove anything...? Except to me...   Not!!!!.............

Things that I used to care for, just realized was such a load of nonsense... Just other people trying superimpose their twisted version of what is important?  I have found my sense of balance...

It’s like a witch and the spell of enchantment... The spell is broken and I see it  for the old hag she is...

I believe... I can... I will........

Life… Here’s my universal sign of peace... 

You know what that is....

Blogs are for Bloggers

When one thinks back, one can see other blogs to realise how true it is. We write all kinds o stuff comfortable in the fact that we can always refute whatever reaction we receive by stating the fact that this is a personal place . Right is what we think is right.

Matter of fact that we are screaming for attention .

What is even more interesting is when people write to justify and substantiate their personality. It is so funny especially when you actually know the person.. Most of the blogs are an an exact opposite of the personality behind it.. Is it alter ego..

Why do i write.. Am i screaming for attention.. Does this make you think..

Are you.. in the deepest of your hearts questioning things.. Do you see your face in the mirror..

I see mine..

o|o

A lie or the truth

I have a dear old friend who, in his relationships, would always says things that are convenient  to avoid conflicts. I used to get so exasperated listening to him.


He used to look at me smile, and and say, some day you will understand...


To what extent will one go to maintain a truth..
Sometimes you get into a situation where the other person feels that what you say is untruthful. They are so sure. Now,  it could be a perceived sense of righteousness or a strong sense of gut feel based on previous experiences in life . So strong are their convictions that  they choose to put it to a choice to win it or to lose it all..

What is so difficult about accepting something that is not right.. It should be a no brainier when faced with such dire consequences.. Why do people die for what they believe is right..

I guess people die because both sides believe they are right and don't want to let go of their version of truth...

So truth can kill you.. Oops set you free i mean..

Lie ... And lie with with conviction and you will have a far easier life.. Of course you will have to keep lying to maintain it.. .

A lie is mostly  underrated as it has the potential to make things better.. However Its a lot of hard work, truth on the other hand is easy but painful..

So is a liar as good a person as one who never lies?

Boy am i beginning to see my friend's point of view...

I wonder...  What is important ?..

Truth.....

Lie.....

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Anna Hazare and his tryst with corruption..

Almost everyone i meet  has a thought or two about what Anna Hazare is doing..  Some people try to be different to the point of being such hypocritical show offs.. Is what he is doing so bad.

 I believe it isn't  ..

Regardless of the fallout his intentions are right.. As a person who hardly has anytime for himself, Why do i feel touched by what he is doing. Am i so fed up with the corruption and feel so helpless about the situation around me that even a notion of what that man is doing has started to mean so much for me...

I always wonder how it was when Bapu had started the Civil Disobedience Movement. I guess must be a bit like now.. Are we seeing a new Bapu in the making..

I believe he has the courage to do what many are thinking..

Go with god Anna ji.

To blog or not to ..

I always wondered why were writers such depressives .. I found out a few days ago.. Writing is so unbalanced.. This is no substitute to speaking and talking.. One so falls in love with their own words. It becomes its own justification and its own raison d' etre...

When you talk you are forced to listen to someone else'e percepective regardless of the fact whether you accept it or not..  The truth lingers in your mind and heart. It resurfaces when you are relaxed and makes you question your convictions...  That is good..  Brings a balance to life...

A few good things i learnt..

 

I like to write and seem to be reasonably good at it

Dont write when are not feeling too good bout things.. it only makes things worse..
When you like someone you like them regardless..

When you like people be ready for a world of hurt..

Well.. Does it make any difference...

Nah not a bit.. It tells me am alive..

I keep thinking.. pint size pocket of trouble..

Fond memories....

Am smiling  again..

The ugly Truth..

Amazing movie. Funny stuff.

Put in words a lot of things I felt... Am sure a lot of guys would identify with the movie especially when they are getting exasperated with women... It is true isn't it...? Even though women would never admit it... Men are after all a checklist...  On one hand they look for love packaged in that comfortable pack... On the other hand they will tell you that men like the notion of the women and not the real person that they are...

Tell me this who would stay around a person who nags the hell out of you... if you didn’t believe that there is something better at the end of the rainbow... Would women stick around for a guy like that...

Juvenile eh.. But would they listen.. Ohhh no.... never in a million years..

So I guess it is lucky for women that men see what they like and hang around and in the meanwhile the smart ones (women) figure out what’s important in life... Others would perhaps be lucky enough to watch this movie...

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Me and relationships

Sometimes i wish i was young again.. There would be people around to guide me.. I guess there is a time for every thing in your life. it is really difficult to find a mate and settle down..  all the more so when you progress farther in your life..Relationships are so difficult especially when you have not had much in terms of experience..

It is easy to be in a relationship where the other person is easy going and friendly.. Its when women take that difficult stance when i cannot get through to them and then it snowballs into an avalanche...

Wish I was like those smart guys who always know what to say..  Perhaps women treat all men  like these guys and expect me to react accordingly. But then that is not me...

There is so much to say.. So much that is left unsaid.. Of all all those good things possible, all you are left with a silence,  and that immense sense of sadness.  Wish one could have a fair chance at life....

Just dont know what to do..

Am so pissed off..



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Give in to me....

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I’m gonna wear you down
I’m gonna make you see
I’m gonna get to you
You’re gonna give into me

I’m gonna start a fire
You’re gonna feel the heat
I’m gonna burn for you
You’re gonna melt for me

You’re gonna take my hand
Whisper the sweetest words
And if you’re ever sad
I’ll make you laugh
I’ll chase the hurt

My heart is set on you
I don’t want no one else
And if you don’t want me
I guess I’ll be all by myself

Come on, come on
Into my arms
Come on, come on
Give into me

Country Strong.........

 

But then i thought....

No wonder they are such contrary creatures.. if you can follow my previous post then you are in some esteemed company............................

God bless........

Woman And Love.. By a woman...

Was reading thru some blogs .. found this.. It was perfect...

Pleasing a woman is hard, I’d tell you that especially when you are not really in love with her… and love in itself is a very complicated emotion to deal with. Reminds me of what Woody Allen said: To love is to suffer. To avoid suffering one must not love. But then one suffers from not loving. Therefore to love is to suffer, not to love is to suffer. To suffer is to suffer. To be happy is to love. To be happy then is to suffer. But suffering makes one unhappy. Therefore, to be unhappy one must love, or love to suffer, or suffer from too much happiness.

How easy is Life...

Life is as easy or as difficult as you make it...  The best joys are so basic and simple..  We as people complicate life.. Likes dislikes are so simple... We coat it in veneer of society and pretenses... I wish people would respect people and be honest to themselves...

Relationships would become so easy.. we would have more time to live, feel and be happy rather than fending off or managing issues created by our egos..

I wish things were so easy.. Superficial it may seem to some who read between the lines.. but then...

A drink does simplify a lot of things and gives you  a headache the day next..

Here's to simple things and headaches..

Cheers!

What's important..

I was watching this English movie..

It is set in Ireland, with this Irish guy and an American girl trying to get to Dublin..  He says"if your house was on fire, what is the one thing you would take"..  Set me thinking.. given a choice in life what is the one thing i would keep ..

Just realized.. My peace of mind...

Something that i value above all.  I will not trade it over a chance at happiness for my peace of mind is for real. Happiness is a fluttering emotion here today there tomorrow strongly influenced by external elements..

I wonder if one can be happy yet not at peace with yourself..

Guess I am still trying to figure that one out..

The solid truth....

As human beings we are all creatures of habit. It is out of sheer force of habit that we try to justify our actions. The more verbose we are , the more successful we are in portraying a nonchalant or even a "C'est pas moi" stance..The problem is ..what do we do to that voice of conscience deep down in our heart which tell us things that we don’t want to talk about..

What story do we tell that voice.. It’s no wonder that the wise say we have to live with our conscience…

Today that voice isn’t speaking to me.. Yet why am I not happy..

I guess being right does not make you happy..

Only happiness will…

C’est  la vie……

A lance of light in the sky....

Its been a few quite a bad days in a row and when i got an invite from my colleague to come to his farmhouse for a few drinks and a cook out.. I jumped on it.. This place is near the Delhi airport and as it is bit away from population and traffic,  it is very very  quiet...

Sitting on a mooda, nursing a drink, watching the chicken cook over a slow wood flame, i hear an aircraft take off and i look to the sky.. Its an amazing sight to see an aircraft on its climb with its headlights turned on... You can see the  beam of light projecting ahead like a lance of light  in the sky piercing darkness ahead as the heavens claim the aircraft...

It reminded me of my car with the headlights on... How it would look to the pilot..  What is the romanticism attached to being a pilot.  A pilot is just another driver ..Most of the time the aircraft flies itself...

Is it because he does regularly what every human dreams of doing .. Fly.......

Is it the flight , or the idea of flying where you want .. of being free to chose.. .



A lance of light 

i look at the dark  empty sky
raise my arms to stretch high
trying to touch the stars with the tips of my fingers
a memory of my dream lingers
of my desire
to be free
i wish i could try
i wish i could fly

i wish..................

Down and out.. but not yet...........

I met this person..  Pretty .. Very intelligent, Very verbose..  Blunt and truthful she called it .. I called it rude and obnoxious ( would have agreed if she could take what she dished out). Yet I saw potential, that soft human spark that came to light sometimes..  That intermittent spark which would be shut down as soon she became aware of it.. I always wondered what had happened to turn this awesome sensitive person into someone so suspect of everyone and everything around her..

Life sometimes questions us.. our faith .. our resolve..  even our sense of who we are.. It changes us , molds us in ways we could never imagine..does it  really now?.. some say we are molded under pressure into the real person that we really are deep inside.. Well.. i refuse to believe that.. I believe we become someone who can survive that  pressure.. Good or Bad.. to survive is important.. The problem is we stay that way until we have some other overwhelming reason to change...

Wonder how i have turned out after my knocks in life..

I really wonder....

Love, life and things like that............

Is liking and caring for someone a crime. Is controlling your instinct to lash out and be mean a sign of weakness?.. why do people mistake affection for weakness. Why do people not understand that it takes more courage to do that.. Being mean is easy, it comes naturally to all.. On the other hand....

It seems to be more the truth that niceness is appreciated after some meanness.. But that is woman....

I see what could be .. People see what is..  Que Cera Cera.. I wish.. I wish...

Bollocks to life ..

People are strange.. Wonder why they cannot be honest to themselves.. They promise to be different.. In the end they are all scared human beings belittled by the big thing called life..   Emotional crutches and excuses we look for trying to justify why we cannot be happy.. Everyone else is at fault.(so they say). or is it that society has packaged happiness like fast food and we search for happiness in that package..  No matter what you say we are all scared to actually live..

What crap .. Live life be happy.. You only have one lfe.................