It is a long time ago now
that there was nothing before.
Nothing to remember, recall
Nothing to expect, win or lose.
Every now and then
Can we not start afresh
Tabula rasa!
Learn, unlearn, learn.
Why must time be so long
yet memory of it so short
future be so inaccessible
and past thus unchangeable?
How come the world is so full
of people, things, opinions and ideas
yet everyone seems empty
the hollowness echoes loud.
Whats with this paradox
yin yang, duality in everything
how is unison to be achieved
or something else to stop this futility?
Friday, 10 July 2009
Thursday, 9 July 2009
I can't stop wondering ..
at the spectacle that life (and death) has become or maybe always was (I am sure you know what I am refering to!)
at the lack of feeling in some and of excess in others...
at the forever reality vs idealism (whatever each maybe) debate
at how overrated 'being in lurve..' is
at how underrated 'individuality' is
at how insecure we all are despite doing everything to secure our security
at how many things there are to wonder about!
I just can't stop wondering
at the lack of feeling in some and of excess in others...
at the forever reality vs idealism (whatever each maybe) debate
at how overrated 'being in lurve..' is
at how underrated 'individuality' is
at how insecure we all are despite doing everything to secure our security
at how many things there are to wonder about!
I just can't stop wondering
Wednesday, 22 April 2009
Friday, 20 March 2009
Tuesday, 16 December 2008
Tuesday, 9 December 2008
CIRCUS
Life goes round and round in a circle. No kidding. And not just mine. Everyone's. Individually and collectively.
What has not happened before that is happening today. The economic meltdown, 'War on Terror' ('terror on terror'?), health crisis in africa and in general the sorry state of affairs any where in the world.
Why do people blame me alone for not learning from past mistakes? Who ever does? Have 'we' learnt from our past mistakes. If anything we make the same mistakes but at a grander scale. What's that about?
I am (or I make myself) immune to our collective mistakes as I desperately try to focus on my personal mistakes. In almost a masochist way. And the cynic in me leaves with me no hope, for me as individual or for the world as a whole.
So if people are saying this too shall NOT pass, I disagree. This too shall pass, as have the centuries before and will the centuries after.
One doesn't have to be fortune teller to see ourselves repeating all of this and expressing a sense of disbelief as though it never happened before our time or never will happen after our time.
The truth of the matter is it will, it sucks and none of us really care! We are all waiting for life to pass by and thats about it. I know I am!
What has not happened before that is happening today. The economic meltdown, 'War on Terror' ('terror on terror'?), health crisis in africa and in general the sorry state of affairs any where in the world.
Why do people blame me alone for not learning from past mistakes? Who ever does? Have 'we' learnt from our past mistakes. If anything we make the same mistakes but at a grander scale. What's that about?
I am (or I make myself) immune to our collective mistakes as I desperately try to focus on my personal mistakes. In almost a masochist way. And the cynic in me leaves with me no hope, for me as individual or for the world as a whole.
So if people are saying this too shall NOT pass, I disagree. This too shall pass, as have the centuries before and will the centuries after.
One doesn't have to be fortune teller to see ourselves repeating all of this and expressing a sense of disbelief as though it never happened before our time or never will happen after our time.
The truth of the matter is it will, it sucks and none of us really care! We are all waiting for life to pass by and thats about it. I know I am!
Thursday, 13 November 2008
Dichotomy
What is this thing
that everybody claims to know
but no one really does?
What is this thing
that everybody claims to feel
but one rarely ever does?
What is this thing
that keeps the world going
or so it seems?
What is this thing
thats everywhere
yet nowhere to be found?
What is this thing
that has my most sincere faith
yet I can never believe its existence?
What is this thing
that makes me a romantic now
and then a cynic?
Wednesday, 12 November 2008
Shadow
What can I say
of the cherished house I lost
or the ones I found instead.
Should I say anything
about being cheated
or being the treacher perhaps?
Where can I find
the images I see
yet lose sight of.
Can I never find
those memories of yester
my mind wouldn't recall?
Why shoud I cry
for the cat that stung
my hand, leaving it cold.
Should I not cry
even for that infant
I found dead in the bag?
Who should I ask
about the crying child
on her way to Jungfreu.
Should I care to ask
the name of the snow covered town
I walk around without getting lost?
How am I to learn
what are you trying to teach me
if you insist on being so cryptic.
How should I know
what you mean to me
when I know not who you are?
of the cherished house I lost
or the ones I found instead.
Should I say anything
about being cheated
or being the treacher perhaps?
Where can I find
the images I see
yet lose sight of.
Can I never find
those memories of yester
my mind wouldn't recall?
Why shoud I cry
for the cat that stung
my hand, leaving it cold.
Should I not cry
even for that infant
I found dead in the bag?
Who should I ask
about the crying child
on her way to Jungfreu.
Should I care to ask
the name of the snow covered town
I walk around without getting lost?
How am I to learn
what are you trying to teach me
if you insist on being so cryptic.
How should I know
what you mean to me
when I know not who you are?
Wednesday, 22 October 2008
This and That
VAPORISING THOUGHTS
The past few months I have had a zillion thoughts I wanted to pen down, but they vaporised faster than camphor. I had always been a bit incoherent but now it seems more and more difficult for me to write one coherent line. This is the closest I can get to writing something now..........
SKY's THE LIMIT
I thought the day would never come when you could look up at the sky and find it easier to count the stars (of which there were many) than the number of air planes. No seriously. For a minute I thought maybe a major catastrophe was about to happen in London and this was all a part of the evacuation plan! Again seriously, is climate change, credit crunch and the likes for real??
IN THERAPY
The most cherished thing in my life right now is the walk back home. It started quite simply one summer's day. I decided to walk back home from work for fun. It felt good; besides having given up the gym and not chocolates (as intended) this was to be my only salvation! So I decided it would continue till the end of summer. Once autumn sets in, days become shorter and my classes start it might have to stop. It's a month since end of summer and I haven't stopped. I continue to walk back home, now every single day. I find I simply can't give it up. The foxes have made me abandon the short cut and take the longer route and I can't thank them enough!
There was a time when I wanted to get home from work as soon as possible. I felt safe, warm and comforted in the confines of those walls. But now I take my time to get back home. I walk, taking the longest possible path, smallest possible steps, slowest possible pace which slows down further as I approach my former comfort zone - the now abandoned couch. Not that anything at home makes me feel uncomfortable or threatened. But being in the open, walking a path where I may pass a few strangers but am on my own, completely with myself, wading through those golden leaves strewn at my step, soaking in the cool crisp air or the drizzle as the case maybe is just the kind of therapy I need!
CHANGE IS IN THE AIR
It's not just the autumn air that is fresh. With all that is going on in my life now I think there is some change in the air about me. The resistance kicking in within me only enunciates this creeping change. I can't say yet what is changing but something surely is!
SEASONALITY
I have made up my mind. Autumn is definitely my pick among the four seasons. Oh yes! It's 'DROP DEAD' gorgeous :)
and finally
CHECK ME OUT!
I am so HOT that on a perfectly cold evening I can melt a bar of Chocolate, just by holding it.
The past few months I have had a zillion thoughts I wanted to pen down, but they vaporised faster than camphor. I had always been a bit incoherent but now it seems more and more difficult for me to write one coherent line. This is the closest I can get to writing something now..........
SKY's THE LIMIT
I thought the day would never come when you could look up at the sky and find it easier to count the stars (of which there were many) than the number of air planes. No seriously. For a minute I thought maybe a major catastrophe was about to happen in London and this was all a part of the evacuation plan! Again seriously, is climate change, credit crunch and the likes for real??
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IN THERAPY
The most cherished thing in my life right now is the walk back home. It started quite simply one summer's day. I decided to walk back home from work for fun. It felt good; besides having given up the gym and not chocolates (as intended) this was to be my only salvation! So I decided it would continue till the end of summer. Once autumn sets in, days become shorter and my classes start it might have to stop. It's a month since end of summer and I haven't stopped. I continue to walk back home, now every single day. I find I simply can't give it up. The foxes have made me abandon the short cut and take the longer route and I can't thank them enough!
There was a time when I wanted to get home from work as soon as possible. I felt safe, warm and comforted in the confines of those walls. But now I take my time to get back home. I walk, taking the longest possible path, smallest possible steps, slowest possible pace which slows down further as I approach my former comfort zone - the now abandoned couch. Not that anything at home makes me feel uncomfortable or threatened. But being in the open, walking a path where I may pass a few strangers but am on my own, completely with myself, wading through those golden leaves strewn at my step, soaking in the cool crisp air or the drizzle as the case maybe is just the kind of therapy I need!
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
CHANGE IS IN THE AIR
It's not just the autumn air that is fresh. With all that is going on in my life now I think there is some change in the air about me. The resistance kicking in within me only enunciates this creeping change. I can't say yet what is changing but something surely is!
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
SEASONALITY
I have made up my mind. Autumn is definitely my pick among the four seasons. Oh yes! It's 'DROP DEAD' gorgeous :)
and finally
CHECK ME OUT!
I am so HOT that on a perfectly cold evening I can melt a bar of Chocolate, just by holding it.
Thursday, 26 June 2008
One of this is true
the only thing I refuse to believe is I am a believer
OR
the only thing I believe is I am a non-believer
Is there a difference??
OR
the only thing I believe is I am a non-believer
Is there a difference??
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