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Friday, October 1, 2010

Toast....

... to today that feels like new pleasant first day of Spring...
... to the perfectly imperfect girl who wants change...
... to Ma for all the nagging and that morning’s inadvertant push...which has been fruitful now....
... to the crap song that I seem to like....
... to the new lifestyle-denoting acronym which isn’t one anymore....
... to the rediscovered colouring book and my poems....
... to the starred email in my inbox, typed with “Infy”....
... to the “bestest” friend who should be on a gondola at sunset under the Bridge of Sighs right now...
... to the recharge battery who owes me a big hot chocolate fudge for this...
... to the “full-time friend”, my telepathic co-pilot with the Midnight Phone Call syndrome...
... to 2 o’ clock nights...
I offer no explanation, but I am very kicked, zinged,verved....
I’ve wanted to start afresh for a very long time....

So, I do...all garbage OUT...

Why Grass is Greener on other Side...

Food for thought...
So this long break has been pretty relaxing.... I have had the time to give some thought to things i wouldn't otherwise think about..maybe..I don't know...

I have often heard people (me being among those people) whine and complain about how the grass is always greener on the other side..is it really the case though???maybe???? I don't know...
When i was younger...much younger..say about 7 or 8 I would look at my parents and my elder sibling and want to be grown up...now I am 21...grown up, most people would agree....Is this really what i wanted when I was little? All these responsibilities and independence? At this point i think i would give a hand and a leg to go back to being 5 or 6 or even younger. Not have a worry in the world, get away with anything I do cause everyone else thinks it is cute...would't that be wonderful????


School....as I started to understand things...My dreamworld broke into pieces...I always disliked school for that initally...those big boring assemblies...those tests....P.T. sessions....ehhh....I hated the fact that I had to read the history book...then those big chemistry books later...uhh...I never wish to hold these books again in my life...But, as the years part by I started to enjoy the school....the teachers...the canteen rounds..those amazing group of friends whom you never wish to leave....On the farewell day...when I came back home...when I actually felt...its going to be over....At that point, I would give anything to just be in school forever....to be with those kind of friends forever...

Then my parents decided to send me to college and hostel followed.... I hated it when i was there. Couldn't wait to get the hell out of hostel that we often compared to a jail.... We hated the food, hated the routein, hated the warden, hated almost everything that was associated with it other than our friends. Finally I graduated this year and then I remember crying like the world was ending.... Suddenly the food seemed to be the best food ever, the teachers, our support system and friends of course are the best friends we will ever make....
Then for the last three months all I have ever wanted was to go back to hostel.... Its the same feeling of not wanting to grow up that I had when i left school.... I love it and I miss everything about the chats, the food, the music, the parties, the hang outs, the teachers, friends...everything, yet it seems like I could do with another year or two... I think it may be that I am not ready to let go....cause I don't know when I will ever see them again.... I am not trying to justify why I feel the way I feel rather i am just wondering if the grass once again seems to be greener on the other side...

That being said, I'm yet to have a job with Infosys and I have a year commitment to the corps, ofcourse if the training goes all gaga....eventhough its my dream job...again all I ever want to do is not to leave home and go off to Karnataka for months....knowing the fact that I might not be able to see some most b'utiful faces for a lifetime... Though, I know that when my commitment to the corps is over I will not want to leave.... My job will be tedious and I'll complain a lot about it but going by the record do I'll really want this to be over and to move on??? I am not sure...
Earlier this year when I was close to graduating I needed to figure out my life so I was looking for jobs and applying to different places on net... But as far by now you have even known, I was convinced that when I did find a job it would be very likely that I wouldn't want it.... In that case then it would be much simpler to just not stress about finding a job and figuring out my life since when I would have it i would not want it???? Yet i couldn't just not stress about it coz at that point in time thats all i wanted...isn't that ironic?

So, coming to think of it we humans are really silly...we spend our entire life running behind things we think we want yet when we have it we realize that that is not what we want.... In this quest for one things after another we fail to appreciate what we have some much beautiful colors at hand...happiness, relationships, friendships, our roots and the values that come with it..what not. How many times have we been there for a friend? How many times have we appreciated what we have that millions don't? How many times have we been thankful for a new day? How many times have we tolerated non sense from people that shouldn't matter yet paid no heed to those that care and in turn let go of a friendship, or a relationship? I may be be able to count these on one hand alone yet I have lost count of how often I have chased something I wanted and then not been happy when I have had it....
Appreciate and be thankful....

Thanks for reading...I appreciate your patience... :D
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Thursday, September 30, 2010

Never ending ladder...

The ladder....be it any ladder..a ladder to success...a ladder of worries...whatever kind of ladder you may talk...you'll agree when I say that Ladder never ends... As we climb up rungs and live under the illusion or fallacy that we’ve secured one more victory in life, we look towards sky and realize the ladder just got longer, the end somewhere out of sight, beyond the clouds… Sky is a limit but then you wish to cross it to...but that's being optimist...
Actually, all your life we can keep climbing the ladder in the quest to reach the top and never get there! This can be perceived in two ways – the optimist’s dream and the pessimist’s nightmare. The optimist sees this as ambition – a way to push oneself towards achieving more and more. The pessimist knows that this means being insatiable – never satisfied with what one has in life....but that's life...choose it anyway...

While on the way up, a hand may be extended at us for help. Grab it and help, because one good turn deserves another. Once we are higher, we might need a helping hand ourself. It is also true that at every rung scaled, a mad multitude of hands will crop out of nowhere to rip, drag & pummel us down somewhere sometime...
Also we all know that, the success of one indeed poisons the minds of many. While many take joy in the success of one, there are others who do not think of how to replicate such success for themselves but plot how to displace the one who’s higher up somewhere on the ladder. Terminally, the seeds of misery are sown & the chalice of woe tipped over. No one emerges a winner. But in the Almighty’s courtyard, there will be justice for all. For one cannot wage a war against one’s destiny, and what is fated to happen shall play itself out.
But the lesson needs to be learnt - Survival is not the sole mantra. Surviving peacefully, with contentment ,without malice towards others is! And this will give you what no amount of wealth or fame can provide – adoration & respect of loved ones and the greatest treasure of them all – Happiness...
Therefore, live the optimist’s dream....



Keep Climbing...Keep Shining...Keep Smiling... :)

Who will Cry when you cry...

Have you ever thought and thought over something so much, that it hurt??????
So much so ,that it leaves you staring at the ceiling wondering if you're on the verge of going insane........ Sometimes all you see is all pervading madness around you, even though its ironically just confined to the realms of your head. You've tried looking at things with an open-mind so much so that you feel that your head's almost falling apart from all that open-ness.....



You feel like you're losing it and are dying for some perspective....
Any perspective, as long as its not yours b'coz you've had too much of that and it actually kills you....
You start to act all clandestine hoping that someone picks up signals and listens to what you're not saying....
Sometimes that doesn't really work, so you try to reach out to you're friends and talk to them, ask them if you are losing it after all, without having them be all judgmental and think that you're on a one way trip to banana-land..
But it isn't all that easy finding a listener, is it????
Who do you confide in? Not all you're million friends are listeners.

The difference between the both hits you like a bus on the road now....... Problems in life aren't rare, so everyone may not be particularly generous in sympathizing with you. You don't blame them though- after all, to each his problem..... You therefore start convincing yourself into not making a big deal out of this and just wait patiently till your head stops spinning. Which it doesn't.....So you just wait, for nothing actually....
Yet amidst all this, someone finds you- a friend, a not-so friend, a random guy who sat beside you on the white bench at the park, someone on your friend's list you haven't struck a conversation with, someone you don't know..... Someone you have absolutely no pretensions with, someone who makes you just split wide open, someone you can just talk to- without the slightest iota fear or shame, someone who breaks the dam, someone who thinks and puts your perspective in place..... Someone who's like a ray of light in that tunnel.....Someone who listens.....

Things that scared you all this while now start to make some sense, if not all, with a lil bit of help from someone.... Any someone....
The clarity you missed all this while brings a smile to your face, You feel like its rained on your garden after years.... You know that it is possible to share some things with some people and not end up feeling like a fool at the end of it.
And suddenly life doesn't seem all that bad..... Life isnt really all that bad come to think of it.
Its all about finding someone though.....just that SOMEONE!!!
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Linear Expansion Coefficient == 5

Meme...yup! some more about me stuff...just got Tagged by my niece Timtimmi....she is a sparkle of eyes of everyone...so I got to actually include it here....Again an About-Me session...phew!!
The title would be justified as you go further...its a linearly equated 5






5 things found in my bag
Er, I don’t carry my bag anywhere except when am not wearing jeans or I have to go shopping, so there’s nothing very interesting in it.
  • Water Bottle - a must as my ma says...
  •  Probably,Book which I am currently reading...
  • Hanky- another must from ma...
  • Money...
  • Sometimes Pen, Notebook, Kajal or others useless stuff....
5 favourite things in my room
  • The Silver Man- My Presently acquired HP G-62
  • The Old Man – My Compu...My desktop presently ill... 
  • The little Man – My Phone...
  • The Man with views – My showcase...My cards...gifts..memories...
  • The Man's home - A cute little hut...my piggy bank...on a verge to bankrupt!!!
5 things I have always wanted to do
  • Get the long hairs....I die to have them... 
  • Loose some kilos and inches...cummon man! not a big thing...
  • Take ma pa on a World tour...
  • Taste very damn good vegetarian recipie of the world...
  • Own a big comfy car with my own salary!!
5 things I am currently into
  • Home Hons.
  • Some TOC and Let us C
  • The Fountainhead by Ayn Rand
  • English Songs and Oldies goldies of Bollywood
  • Blogging and Fb
5 things I torture
  • Myself...hehe
  • My pages and pen....I write so much wrongs... ;)
  • My friends... I always have something to eat their knee caps with!!
  • My Fb status tag  box
  • My Room...the last thing I wish to do is to Clean my room....its my mess and I Love it..
I hope my cutipie is all twinkling now...


Happily tagged!!! :P

Recently Found...

TOP THREE WAYS TO BECOME FAMOUS........


In (vastly) decreasing order of effectiveness...

1.Be crazy.

2.Be bad.

3.Be good.

And this led me to this realization. I often hear that it's a crazy world. I am joining that club...
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You are even welcome to join in........

Tuesday, September 21, 2010

RANDOM...

Childhood…well, my childhood was amazing… caring and most adorable parents…protective elder sister…when I still look at those photographs I can make out that everyone in the family loved me from the very start…I myself remember some foggy images of that times…seriously childhood was fun… when what you care the most in the world is for your ma’s arms, your father’s shoulder and dancing with your sister, having your beloveds around always to pamper you…


My grandmother was the most generous lady I ever saw…I have never even saw getting more older… just few white hairs and some wrinkles as I remembered…always hymning some bhajan which was melodious indeed…but the lyrics seemed so tough I never cared to remember them though… but she always tried with a kind smile to teach us the verse… I have seen for years like this simply beautiful…may be people used to bless her with such prayers… she was one of her kind…

When she expired I was so tender to know what had happened…. Why everyone around was crying… I was crying just because ma was crying… I actually couldn’t understand that thing at that moment…I understand it now and it’s very sad…

I saw none like her now…she was wonderful….

I never said her but I guess...she would have known… I love u… we all do…