I would say that the root cause of all misunderstandings is expectations. It is human nature to expect more than what he is getting now. Either you are not satisfied with your job profile or your salary or your organizations work culture. You expect them to get better. And once they get better, you expect them to get even better. There is no end to the amount of expectations.
It is same in relationships, you expect that your close ones grow up in life. That your wife takes care of you. And your wife would expect you to take care of her, of her emotions, of her will. You expect that your wife or your hubby has great personality in front of others. That others say that you two are a nice couple. You expect that you both listen to each other and respect each other. Etc.. Etc..
The expectations never end, and so neither does the issues or misunderstandings that come out of it.
And the best and simplest way to get out of this is "not to expect". Wow, you would say - how is that possible. How can you not expect. How can you let go of your emotions. How can you say that "let things be as it is".
It is the biggest thing to ask. But that is what the monks do. They just let go of their emotions. Lead a life where they dont care for anything. They meditate. Live with the bare minimum. And they are happy most of the times.
I dont know whether they believe in GOD or not. I dont. How can you believe something that you have not seen, not felt, not heard. Do you believe your friend if he says something odd. I wont. I will have to look at it to believe it. Oh, what would you say if i tell you that i met GOD yesterday. Would you believe me? No way... I think it is the same thing. People say that there is GOD, but where??
And then there is love. I think, i have written about it before. A feeling that cannot be defined. How can you expect something from someone you love. That is not love. That is possessiveness. You dont have expectations in love. All you intend is to give to the one you love. You take care of him/her. You forget and forgive all his/her mistakes. You want that person to be healthy. In all if you love someone, you would expect that person to be happy. And would do anything to make him/her happy. That i think is love.
So expectations dont come in between GOD(whom i dont believe in) and love. But in this materialistic world - you have to eat, you have to drink, and you have to live. And you have some materialistic/physical and emotional needs. And this is where expectations come in picture and they ruin everything.
Whenever you expect something from someone - you open a path to misunderstandings and issues.
Eventually everyone who is born has to die. Then why not make this miserable life happy for others and for self.
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Saturday, April 28, 2007
Friday, December 15, 2006
insomnia
insomnia is defined as inability to sleep or take rest.
Here i am referring to the nights we spend in office working. How many days+nights would you have worked in a single go? I have done 4days+nights without sleep. And i believe there are people who have done a lot more.
It is not that I am workaholic. No dear, it is just that the work needs to be completed on time and when deadlines approach the efficiency of the human brain also increases and so does the period during which the brain will be active. The human brain is a wonderful thing. During emergency situations both efficiency and activity of the human brain increases by a good factor.
Oooops!, i think i am going off topic. This post is to discuss what you feel and how you feel when you have not slept for some time.
Lets start with the situation first. I am not a script writer, so i hope this turns out to be fine...
Act 1, Scene 1 - project is delayed and need to be deployed tonight. We have not done proper planning for the deployment.
Act 2, Scene 2 - It is 10'o clock in the night and we are terribly hungry. We need to get some food into our stomach and also start the actual deployment
Act 3, Scene 3 - We have had a heavy diner (sponsored by the company) and it is 11'o clock. Our stomach is full and our eyes are drowsy. And so now the deployment starts.
Act 4, Scene 4 - We start cracking senseless jokes. And to add on it we start laughing on those senseless jokes. We are drowsy. Simply copy pasting commands from the deployment doc to the system. Brain utility is at the minimum. And we are having coffee after coffee to keep us awake.
Act 5, Scene 5 - The project is deployed and all are happy. Now we have started testing the project to see if we have missed anything. Boooom!! a flaw is found, second flaw is found, third..... We are now wide awake. The brain is fully active. Heartbeats are up. The heart is pumping more blood to the brain. We fight. We debug and decode our own scripts. And finally after much struggle around 4 in the night we think we are done.
Act 6, Scene 6 - Now we need to decide whether we should go to sleep and return early to handle problems or go to some place, party and be back in the morning without sleeping. By this time your eyes are closing. You feel a bit heavy. Your food has still not gone down. You need to drink a lot of water. After a lot of struggle and arguments, we decide that a 2 hour sleep would do some good. So we rush home and fall on our beds.
Act 7, Scene 7 - It is 7 in the morning. And the maid is downstairs ringing the bell for some time now. She is paitent. I have woken up, but dont want to get out of the quilt. Wishing that she gives up and goes away. But she is very insistent. Why does she has to clean the room today. Cant she take rest for a day. Well, finally i get up with around 2-2.5 hours of sleep, open the door and let her in. And then jump back in bed hoping to catch 30 minutes of sleep more. But the maid has her own set of questions. Where are the clothes to be washed? Why have we not got the resources (bucket, soap, etc) to aid her cleaning process? I just wish she would do her work quietly and shut the door when she goes. But nooooo. Well, I answer her - "will get the resources today, etc.". Just when the maid is about to go and i am dreaming about my peaceful sleep, the bell is rung again. The car-wash person is here and wants me to open up the car so that he can clean it from inside. I suddenly have a notion that the world is very dirty today morning. And all cleaning needs to be done today itself. Why dont people simply stop cleaning everything? Why is there so much dust in this world?
Act 8, Scene 8 - So I am now fully awake. The car-wash person has gone and my car is gleaming bright red. I can feel that my brain is tired but I know that no matter how much i try, i would not be able to sleep now. Well anyways, I take a bath to freshen up and shoo away the sleep. But the bath does not help in any way - except increase the effort in changing clothes. I feel as if I am a day old. I am hungry but my stomach is full. Anyways, i start my bike and drive to office. I feel as if there is a lag between the situations i see and the reactions which i am supposed to do.
Act 9, Scene 9 - I am in office, hungry and thirsty. Park my bike, punch my card. Plugin my lappy and look at the mails. The project deployed has bug reports already. Good!!! Start the debugging process. Drink a lot of water to keep myself awake and make a few no of trips to the toilet. Take coffee.
Act 10, Scene 10 - It is 12 am. My body has started reacting to sleeplessness. The mind has somehow communicated the lack of sleep to the body. The body now has a tingling sensation. Stomach is still full and hunger is still there. The hunger is becoming more prominent. Eyes are drowsy. Crack pot jokes have gone down. People came and went with their "good work" slogans. I just wish they had the courage enough to stay up a few nights so that they realize our "sacrifice".
Act 11, Scene 11 - It is 1:26PM and it is lunch time. Finally i am going to get some food to eat. But I am not sure where i am going to put it as my stomach is still full. Tiredness has increased. Stuff myself up with whatever junk and stale food that was available.
Act 12, Scene 12 - It is 2:18 PM and i am feeling very very sleepy. My eye lids are not agreeing the command that i am giving and are trying their best to close my eyes. Suddenly i am drowsing on the chair itself. My hand is on the keyboard, eyes half open - half closed. And this is just the moment when my boss makes his appearance - bad luck and wakes me up. All work gone to drain. Get calls from banks offering some stupid credit card. Just want to sleep. My mouth is dry. The uncomfortable chair that i sit upon has now become very comfortable. If i leave before 4:30, it will be considered as a half day. So i will have to be in office and be unproductive till 4:30.
Act 13, Scene 13 - It is 4:15 and i cant take it any more. My eyes are by default half closed. And i can fall sleep walking. Dont remember how much water have i drunk. Just remember that i have been to the loo lots of times. My stomach has suddenly grown huge and full. I dont feel hunger any more - just the need to sleep. I pick up my lappy and am back driving home. I dont care about the half day i would get due to my going home 15 minutes before time.
Act 14, Scene 14 - I am back home. Wanting to sleep. Buy my screwed up brain wont allow me to sleep now. I am on my bed with my lappy and watching movies - reading novels. I realize that there are stretches of time when i have not read anything or saw the movie. I have missed an entire scene and i dont remember what i have done during that time. I had not slept. And i had not pondered on any issue. Have not thought any thought. I was just blank...
Act 15, Scene 15 - It is 8 PM and i dont feel hungry any more. I dont feel thirsty any more. I dont feel the need to watch a movie. I dont feel the need to sleep also. My mind is still tired and my stomach is still full. My mouth is still dry. And now i can meditate - if that is what you call when a person can remain blank and without feeling anything around him. I am at peace.
Act 16, Scene 16 - It is 10 PM and i am again stuffed with junk food. I am on my bed and sleeping very heavily. I dont dream anything. I dont feel anything. You can cut me in my sleep and i wont feel you cutting me.
I wish that i can sleep like this every night.
P.S. =>> Some scenes have been tampered with (a little) to make the story more interesting and readable.
Here i am referring to the nights we spend in office working. How many days+nights would you have worked in a single go? I have done 4days+nights without sleep. And i believe there are people who have done a lot more.
It is not that I am workaholic. No dear, it is just that the work needs to be completed on time and when deadlines approach the efficiency of the human brain also increases and so does the period during which the brain will be active. The human brain is a wonderful thing. During emergency situations both efficiency and activity of the human brain increases by a good factor.
Oooops!, i think i am going off topic. This post is to discuss what you feel and how you feel when you have not slept for some time.
Lets start with the situation first. I am not a script writer, so i hope this turns out to be fine...
Act 1, Scene 1 - project is delayed and need to be deployed tonight. We have not done proper planning for the deployment.
Act 2, Scene 2 - It is 10'o clock in the night and we are terribly hungry. We need to get some food into our stomach and also start the actual deployment
Act 3, Scene 3 - We have had a heavy diner (sponsored by the company) and it is 11'o clock. Our stomach is full and our eyes are drowsy. And so now the deployment starts.
Act 4, Scene 4 - We start cracking senseless jokes. And to add on it we start laughing on those senseless jokes. We are drowsy. Simply copy pasting commands from the deployment doc to the system. Brain utility is at the minimum. And we are having coffee after coffee to keep us awake.
Act 5, Scene 5 - The project is deployed and all are happy. Now we have started testing the project to see if we have missed anything. Boooom!! a flaw is found, second flaw is found, third..... We are now wide awake. The brain is fully active. Heartbeats are up. The heart is pumping more blood to the brain. We fight. We debug and decode our own scripts. And finally after much struggle around 4 in the night we think we are done.
Act 6, Scene 6 - Now we need to decide whether we should go to sleep and return early to handle problems or go to some place, party and be back in the morning without sleeping. By this time your eyes are closing. You feel a bit heavy. Your food has still not gone down. You need to drink a lot of water. After a lot of struggle and arguments, we decide that a 2 hour sleep would do some good. So we rush home and fall on our beds.
Act 7, Scene 7 - It is 7 in the morning. And the maid is downstairs ringing the bell for some time now. She is paitent. I have woken up, but dont want to get out of the quilt. Wishing that she gives up and goes away. But she is very insistent. Why does she has to clean the room today. Cant she take rest for a day. Well, finally i get up with around 2-2.5 hours of sleep, open the door and let her in. And then jump back in bed hoping to catch 30 minutes of sleep more. But the maid has her own set of questions. Where are the clothes to be washed? Why have we not got the resources (bucket, soap, etc) to aid her cleaning process? I just wish she would do her work quietly and shut the door when she goes. But nooooo. Well, I answer her - "will get the resources today, etc.". Just when the maid is about to go and i am dreaming about my peaceful sleep, the bell is rung again. The car-wash person is here and wants me to open up the car so that he can clean it from inside. I suddenly have a notion that the world is very dirty today morning. And all cleaning needs to be done today itself. Why dont people simply stop cleaning everything? Why is there so much dust in this world?
Act 8, Scene 8 - So I am now fully awake. The car-wash person has gone and my car is gleaming bright red. I can feel that my brain is tired but I know that no matter how much i try, i would not be able to sleep now. Well anyways, I take a bath to freshen up and shoo away the sleep. But the bath does not help in any way - except increase the effort in changing clothes. I feel as if I am a day old. I am hungry but my stomach is full. Anyways, i start my bike and drive to office. I feel as if there is a lag between the situations i see and the reactions which i am supposed to do.
Act 9, Scene 9 - I am in office, hungry and thirsty. Park my bike, punch my card. Plugin my lappy and look at the mails. The project deployed has bug reports already. Good!!! Start the debugging process. Drink a lot of water to keep myself awake and make a few no of trips to the toilet. Take coffee.
Act 10, Scene 10 - It is 12 am. My body has started reacting to sleeplessness. The mind has somehow communicated the lack of sleep to the body. The body now has a tingling sensation. Stomach is still full and hunger is still there. The hunger is becoming more prominent. Eyes are drowsy. Crack pot jokes have gone down. People came and went with their "good work" slogans. I just wish they had the courage enough to stay up a few nights so that they realize our "sacrifice".
Act 11, Scene 11 - It is 1:26PM and it is lunch time. Finally i am going to get some food to eat. But I am not sure where i am going to put it as my stomach is still full. Tiredness has increased. Stuff myself up with whatever junk and stale food that was available.
Act 12, Scene 12 - It is 2:18 PM and i am feeling very very sleepy. My eye lids are not agreeing the command that i am giving and are trying their best to close my eyes. Suddenly i am drowsing on the chair itself. My hand is on the keyboard, eyes half open - half closed. And this is just the moment when my boss makes his appearance - bad luck and wakes me up. All work gone to drain. Get calls from banks offering some stupid credit card. Just want to sleep. My mouth is dry. The uncomfortable chair that i sit upon has now become very comfortable. If i leave before 4:30, it will be considered as a half day. So i will have to be in office and be unproductive till 4:30.
Act 13, Scene 13 - It is 4:15 and i cant take it any more. My eyes are by default half closed. And i can fall sleep walking. Dont remember how much water have i drunk. Just remember that i have been to the loo lots of times. My stomach has suddenly grown huge and full. I dont feel hunger any more - just the need to sleep. I pick up my lappy and am back driving home. I dont care about the half day i would get due to my going home 15 minutes before time.
Act 14, Scene 14 - I am back home. Wanting to sleep. Buy my screwed up brain wont allow me to sleep now. I am on my bed with my lappy and watching movies - reading novels. I realize that there are stretches of time when i have not read anything or saw the movie. I have missed an entire scene and i dont remember what i have done during that time. I had not slept. And i had not pondered on any issue. Have not thought any thought. I was just blank...
Act 15, Scene 15 - It is 8 PM and i dont feel hungry any more. I dont feel thirsty any more. I dont feel the need to watch a movie. I dont feel the need to sleep also. My mind is still tired and my stomach is still full. My mouth is still dry. And now i can meditate - if that is what you call when a person can remain blank and without feeling anything around him. I am at peace.
Act 16, Scene 16 - It is 10 PM and i am again stuffed with junk food. I am on my bed and sleeping very heavily. I dont dream anything. I dont feel anything. You can cut me in my sleep and i wont feel you cutting me.
I wish that i can sleep like this every night.
P.S. =>> Some scenes have been tampered with (a little) to make the story more interesting and readable.
Sunday, September 10, 2006
about love
The big question : what is love??
And the important fact for people reading this blog : i am NOT in love... This is just a thought which i wanted to pen down or maybe blog down...
So returning back to the big question. what is love? how would you define love. Is it the relation between a mother and a child, where the mother cares for the child and vice versa. Or is it the feeling between a brother and a sister. It is said that they share a bonding of "love" and care for each other. Or is it the friendship between two friends. Both friends depend on each other for something or other. They just feel good when they are together. Or is it the relation between a boyfriend and a girlfriend, where there is passion sometimes with and sometimes without commitment. Or is it the relation between a husband and a wife - a lifelong relationship where there is commitment, passion, understandings and minunderstandings, small and major fights, caring and dependency upon each other.
Lets explore each of these relations and try to define love out of these. From what i have seen, people generally tell "i love you" to either their boyfriend or girlfriend. Love in this sense symbolyses passion. Dont you think so?
Well lets start from the mother/father who loves her/his child. From the day the baby is born, parents feed and take care of the baby. Fulfill all his desires and try to make a man out of him. Give him education, food, shelter. Take care of him when he is sick. This, i think is love. Though "i love you" is rarely exchanged in this relation. Still, why does the parent take so much care of the child. Because, you feel that the child is your part. You are the creator of the child, and it is your responsibility. This feeling leads to a type of love and bonding. Where the child demands and the parent fulfills. There are fights and misunderstandings, but they are overcome, because you are bound to live together and care for each other....
The relation between a brother and a sister is, i feel somewhat similar to that between two very good childhood friends, except for the fact that the brother and sister have to live together. Again the "bonding" comes into picture. Which makes this relation stronger than that between two very good friends. There is love over here too, born out of the need to share thoughts and exchange ideas. You love and care for your sibling. What about 2 friends? what i feel is that the "love" between two friends is very selfless and fragile. Small fights can break up friendship unless there is good understanding between the friends. Friendships break because there is no "bond" between the friends. Well, friends are people with whom secrets can be shared, the secrets, which, otherwise may be considered "bad" in the family. Friends are people with whom you can form groups to accomplish something in life. You would never say "i love you" either to your sibling or your friend. Well, in some cases an "i love you" to a friend can break the friendship and hearts. So avoid it. Though sharing an "i love you" with your sibling would ofcourse matter and make the relation stronger.
Now lets come to the most important section of "i love you". The one between a boy friend and a girl friend. The boyfriend keeps on saying "i love you" to the girlfriend and vice versa. They generally become possessive of each other. There are cases where fights break out and there are broken hearts. Or one of them starts liking someone else and ditches the other. Whoa, yes there is a "love" between then but then again there is no "bonding" between them to keep the love, and hence them together. But of-course, there are lots of cases where boyfriend and girlfriend have a "love marriage" and live a very happy life.
Moving ahead lets come to the "love" between a husband and a wife. Well, there is commitment and the need to share the same life. To create a new life. There is a bonding between them that they should stay together - no matter what. Well, though in various cases, this bonding goes for a toss and they do separate. But we are dealing with ideal situations over here. Their life starts with passion and lust and moves to caring and understanding and then to parenthood and responsibilities. Do they love each other. Well, cant say. Newly married couples would say "i love you" maybe once every hour. And after ten years, the same couple would talk to each other maybe once in a day and that too for just 5-10 minutes. They still stay together and care for each other, but where has the "love" gone? Dont look like that at me. Even i dont have an answer to that. I am still unmarried and still have to experience all these things....
So from all the above relations what can be derived regarding the definition of love? Is love simply passion? NO... Is it caring and understanding? Well, maybe, but not completely. Then what is love?
I, myself am unsure about the definition. But just for the records i would simply pen down what i think love is. Or maybe what i believe, ideally love should be.
Love is an invisible bonding. A feeling of togetherness. Strengthened by trust, understanding and caring. Love is something which cannot be expressed, but only felt.
If you love someone, you would care for that person. You would be possessive about that person. You would care for him. And you would depend on him and want him to depend on you. But, in addition to being possessive, you will also need to set the person free and trust that the person does not go against your will. If you dont set him free, there would be suffocation in the relationship and both u and ur love would feel sad. And if the person goes against what you want him to do or does something wrong, you will need to understand why? If two people love each other their "love" should become stronger with each fight/misunderstanding they have. Since with each such situation, they would come closer and their understanding about each other will improve. And ideally there should be no place for "ego" in love.
Though there are people who become "deewana/deewani" in love. They have a sense of self sacrifice. To die/give up everything for someone they "love". To bear the pain and sorrow just to see that the one they "love" is happy. This, i believe is also "love".
I m thru... Let me know your ideas...
And the important fact for people reading this blog : i am NOT in love... This is just a thought which i wanted to pen down or maybe blog down...
So returning back to the big question. what is love? how would you define love. Is it the relation between a mother and a child, where the mother cares for the child and vice versa. Or is it the feeling between a brother and a sister. It is said that they share a bonding of "love" and care for each other. Or is it the friendship between two friends. Both friends depend on each other for something or other. They just feel good when they are together. Or is it the relation between a boyfriend and a girlfriend, where there is passion sometimes with and sometimes without commitment. Or is it the relation between a husband and a wife - a lifelong relationship where there is commitment, passion, understandings and minunderstandings, small and major fights, caring and dependency upon each other.
Lets explore each of these relations and try to define love out of these. From what i have seen, people generally tell "i love you" to either their boyfriend or girlfriend. Love in this sense symbolyses passion. Dont you think so?
Well lets start from the mother/father who loves her/his child. From the day the baby is born, parents feed and take care of the baby. Fulfill all his desires and try to make a man out of him. Give him education, food, shelter. Take care of him when he is sick. This, i think is love. Though "i love you" is rarely exchanged in this relation. Still, why does the parent take so much care of the child. Because, you feel that the child is your part. You are the creator of the child, and it is your responsibility. This feeling leads to a type of love and bonding. Where the child demands and the parent fulfills. There are fights and misunderstandings, but they are overcome, because you are bound to live together and care for each other....
The relation between a brother and a sister is, i feel somewhat similar to that between two very good childhood friends, except for the fact that the brother and sister have to live together. Again the "bonding" comes into picture. Which makes this relation stronger than that between two very good friends. There is love over here too, born out of the need to share thoughts and exchange ideas. You love and care for your sibling. What about 2 friends? what i feel is that the "love" between two friends is very selfless and fragile. Small fights can break up friendship unless there is good understanding between the friends. Friendships break because there is no "bond" between the friends. Well, friends are people with whom secrets can be shared, the secrets, which, otherwise may be considered "bad" in the family. Friends are people with whom you can form groups to accomplish something in life. You would never say "i love you" either to your sibling or your friend. Well, in some cases an "i love you" to a friend can break the friendship and hearts. So avoid it. Though sharing an "i love you" with your sibling would ofcourse matter and make the relation stronger.
Now lets come to the most important section of "i love you". The one between a boy friend and a girl friend. The boyfriend keeps on saying "i love you" to the girlfriend and vice versa. They generally become possessive of each other. There are cases where fights break out and there are broken hearts. Or one of them starts liking someone else and ditches the other. Whoa, yes there is a "love" between then but then again there is no "bonding" between them to keep the love, and hence them together. But of-course, there are lots of cases where boyfriend and girlfriend have a "love marriage" and live a very happy life.
Moving ahead lets come to the "love" between a husband and a wife. Well, there is commitment and the need to share the same life. To create a new life. There is a bonding between them that they should stay together - no matter what. Well, though in various cases, this bonding goes for a toss and they do separate. But we are dealing with ideal situations over here. Their life starts with passion and lust and moves to caring and understanding and then to parenthood and responsibilities. Do they love each other. Well, cant say. Newly married couples would say "i love you" maybe once every hour. And after ten years, the same couple would talk to each other maybe once in a day and that too for just 5-10 minutes. They still stay together and care for each other, but where has the "love" gone? Dont look like that at me. Even i dont have an answer to that. I am still unmarried and still have to experience all these things....
So from all the above relations what can be derived regarding the definition of love? Is love simply passion? NO... Is it caring and understanding? Well, maybe, but not completely. Then what is love?
I, myself am unsure about the definition. But just for the records i would simply pen down what i think love is. Or maybe what i believe, ideally love should be.
Love is an invisible bonding. A feeling of togetherness. Strengthened by trust, understanding and caring. Love is something which cannot be expressed, but only felt.
If you love someone, you would care for that person. You would be possessive about that person. You would care for him. And you would depend on him and want him to depend on you. But, in addition to being possessive, you will also need to set the person free and trust that the person does not go against your will. If you dont set him free, there would be suffocation in the relationship and both u and ur love would feel sad. And if the person goes against what you want him to do or does something wrong, you will need to understand why? If two people love each other their "love" should become stronger with each fight/misunderstanding they have. Since with each such situation, they would come closer and their understanding about each other will improve. And ideally there should be no place for "ego" in love.
Though there are people who become "deewana/deewani" in love. They have a sense of self sacrifice. To die/give up everything for someone they "love". To bear the pain and sorrow just to see that the one they "love" is happy. This, i believe is also "love".
I m thru... Let me know your ideas...
Saturday, July 29, 2006
Maybe....
How do you handle emotions? What do you do when you feel depressed? You may feel as if there is no goal in your life. You feel lost. You dont know what to do. And to top it up, you are not absolutely sure about the reason for all these emotions/feelings. You try to find a reason.
Maybe your friend did something wrong. No, but he/she was right in her own way. What he/she did is in no way wrong for him/her. But then, why are you upset about what he/she did? Maybe there are issues at your college or work place. Your professor never takes you seriously. No matter what you write, he would not give you good marks. Whereas, his favourite student gets all the good marks and all the praise. Or maybe, your boss had a problem at his place and decided to bring it all out on you. Or maybe you are not getting the responsibilities you deserve. Or maybe you are underpaid and on searching you are not getting a job that you would like. Or maybe, your collegues just dont get along with you. Or maybe you had a fight with your collegue over some small issue in the project. Or maybe your girlfriend/boyfriend or wife/husband cares for someone more than he/she cares for you. Maybe you are right. Maybe you are wrong. You are not sure.
What do you do in such a situation? You feel lonely. You feel lost. You may want to end up your life. How? Take loads of sleeping pills. Or maybe hang yourself from the cealing. Or maybe just jump off the tallest building in your city. But then again, there is no reason for doing so. There is no reason to kill yourself. Why should you kill yourself when you have not achieved what you were meant to achieve in life. But then again what are you supposed to achieve? You are not sure of anything. Well or maybe you are afraid of death. Buy why?? After all some day you are going to die. Is there a reason to live? Why are you alive? What is the purpose of your life?
Maybe you would sit in a corner and cry. And you try to hide yourself from the world. Maybe your friend comes to console you. And maybe you cry on his/her shoulder or maybe you just shoo him away. You expect someone to take care of you. But when someone comes and asks you what is wrong, you dont know how to explain. Maybe you can trust the person or maybe you cant. Maybe the person will understand you or maybe not. You are not sure. You are alone. You are lonely. You struggle with yourself trying to decide what to do. What is right and what is wrong.
And then maybe the next day, you wake up and you feel lucky. Or maybe, you get a call from someone you really care about. Or something unexpectedly good happens. Or maybe the grief simply fades with time. Your mind hides the grief in one of its secret places. And you decide never to look in that place. You cope up with yourself. You feel good. You continue to live...
You laugh, you cry. You get angry. You get depressed. You get excited. That, i think is life...
Maybe your friend did something wrong. No, but he/she was right in her own way. What he/she did is in no way wrong for him/her. But then, why are you upset about what he/she did? Maybe there are issues at your college or work place. Your professor never takes you seriously. No matter what you write, he would not give you good marks. Whereas, his favourite student gets all the good marks and all the praise. Or maybe, your boss had a problem at his place and decided to bring it all out on you. Or maybe you are not getting the responsibilities you deserve. Or maybe you are underpaid and on searching you are not getting a job that you would like. Or maybe, your collegues just dont get along with you. Or maybe you had a fight with your collegue over some small issue in the project. Or maybe your girlfriend/boyfriend or wife/husband cares for someone more than he/she cares for you. Maybe you are right. Maybe you are wrong. You are not sure.
What do you do in such a situation? You feel lonely. You feel lost. You may want to end up your life. How? Take loads of sleeping pills. Or maybe hang yourself from the cealing. Or maybe just jump off the tallest building in your city. But then again, there is no reason for doing so. There is no reason to kill yourself. Why should you kill yourself when you have not achieved what you were meant to achieve in life. But then again what are you supposed to achieve? You are not sure of anything. Well or maybe you are afraid of death. Buy why?? After all some day you are going to die. Is there a reason to live? Why are you alive? What is the purpose of your life?
Maybe you would sit in a corner and cry. And you try to hide yourself from the world. Maybe your friend comes to console you. And maybe you cry on his/her shoulder or maybe you just shoo him away. You expect someone to take care of you. But when someone comes and asks you what is wrong, you dont know how to explain. Maybe you can trust the person or maybe you cant. Maybe the person will understand you or maybe not. You are not sure. You are alone. You are lonely. You struggle with yourself trying to decide what to do. What is right and what is wrong.
And then maybe the next day, you wake up and you feel lucky. Or maybe, you get a call from someone you really care about. Or something unexpectedly good happens. Or maybe the grief simply fades with time. Your mind hides the grief in one of its secret places. And you decide never to look in that place. You cope up with yourself. You feel good. You continue to live...
You laugh, you cry. You get angry. You get depressed. You get excited. That, i think is life...
Sunday, July 23, 2006
why?? why??
- Why are people jealous of each other?
- Why do people have an ego?
- Why do people have an attitude?
- Why can't people consider each other as equal?
- Why are there caste restrictions?
- Why is a girl child not considered as equal to a boy child?
- Why is there more than 50% reservation for SC/ST/OBC people?
- Why do we give and take dowery?
- Why are most of the cops corrupt?
- Why is there crime in society?
- Why can't we simple admire beauty without tampering with it?
- Why are we possessive of the ones we love?
- Why do terrorists kill innocent people?
- Why do we fight with a rickshaw wala for Rs 2/- while we spend 150/- on a movie without a word of protest?
- Why are people emotional?
- Why do some relations break?
- Why is love painful?
- Why do girls mostly answer "I used to think of you only as a friend" OR "I never had such thoughts about you" when you propose her?
- Why are there issues with property?
- Why cant we simply take what is ours and let others have what is theirs?
- Why do we have to tip the waiter always?
- Why cant we do what we love to do?
- Why do people steal what is not theirs?
- Why do people kill?
- Why do people rape?
- Why are homo sapiens self destructive?
- Why is it difficult to let go of someone you love?
- Why do we fall in love?
- Why is there a censor board in a democratic country?
- Why is there still illetracy in India?
- Why do i like India but still hate it?
- Why do we fight with someone we love?
- Why is it that most of the times boys have to propose and be rejected?
- Why cant girls propose?
- Why are there love triangles?
- Why are we afraid of the truth?
- Why can't I simply be what i am no matter whatever the situation is?
- Why is sholay still considered to be the best bollywood movie?
- Why are some people fat and others thin?
- Why are most of the girls cute?
- Why is it difficult to live alone?
- Why do we need to marry?
- Why are people not ok with gay and lesbian relations?
- Why cant everybody be in peace and happy?
- Why is it difficult to live?
- Why are we afraid of death?
No!!, this is not something i am writing under desperation or depression. I am as happy as a lark. Have been thinking about writing this for a long time... It is something i think is right but... whatever.......
Maybe this is how the world is, and, if everything would be right, there would be no challenges worth facing in life. These are the questions which i think should define life (a struggle) as it is. There are still lots of whys still left out.
And finally, why do i like my bullet so much...
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