unblogged

Growin up

2009-12-20T10:48:00.000-08:00

Somehow ...

till today, i only used to think of growing my minds prowess,

today .....

i have started thinking about growing as a person.

Thanks to You !!!!!

Irrationality

2009-12-19T07:48:00.000-08:00

The world expects us to be rational and preaches of a well thought out approach while taking decisions. But, if all the humans became completely rational then, wont the blue planet become a robotic planet.

So, how much irrationality a man should have to be a 'normal' human ?????

With friends surrounded ... the nights of wonder

2009-10-31T12:18:00.001-07:00

Babel and Gandhi

2009-03-06T10:13:00.000-08:00

The man craves for everything..

and he rationalises his mind to think that everything he wants belongs to him...
he has various names for it .. and we can see this desire in the various articles that light up our press prints .. racism, sexism, regionalism, nationalism, caste system, religion, language discrimination and even patriotism..

And even our leaders or who people say are considered our leaders.. the founders of this nation (nationalism ??) .. were affected from this great bias ..

One prime example of Gandhi... remember the swadesi movement.. in which he urged the public to burn all the foreign elements or articles they had .. ( Guru Tagore did not participate in this movement)

They all forget that before the right of nation or any other society on those articles .. they all belonged to mankind .. a mankind that is not under the shadow of the tower of babel..

By fighting over petty things like Gandhi's possessions.. and haggling over this .. we just show that how deeply we suffer from this disease .. the one they have named as patriotism or natinalism ...

I have still not understood .. how is this nationalism different from caste, religion or racial discrimination ... in essence it is just the same.. just one more storey of tower of babel in our minds

But it Rained

2009-03-06T09:43:00.000-08:00

The vagaries of a crazy an idle mind ….
Well of late that is how may mind has been .. nothing to do, lots on the mind, nothingness and a deep vaaast shooonya..
Have you ever contemplated about the little boy in ‘but it rained’ …

Well, I hope you dont have to....

Sound of a Feeling - by Mommeeeeee

2009-01-17T00:51:00.000-08:00

The five senses of the human body enable it to recognize its surroundings. It develops a familiarization using them. It could be a sound, a scene, and so on. This capacity of sensing is something that we have right from birth. Over the period of the entire life time, we develop reactions to what we sense. These reactions may or may not change. And these reactions could be in the form of an external physical action or else, and internal thought, or in other cases a feeling.

It is over a period of time that a little child learns sounds. There’s a particular understanding of each word or audio that s/he hears. S/He learns words and meanings, and expression comes of them.

It is perhaps simple, at least, to a fairly good extent, to develop the understanding of words, sounds, visuals etc. In fact the sense organs often are reflexive. But there’s a different realization or sensing ability that can’t be defined in similar way.

I see, I hear, I smell, I taste and I touch. But what about what I Feel? Feelings are what give us another kind of sensitivity, or sensing capability. But this is very special. Its evolution and response, both, are complex. And, is also subjective to an individual.

Even so, our description of sensing abilities is generally confined to hearing or seeing or touching etc. So how would we be capable of sensing a feeling? Can we see it? Touch it? Or may be hear it? Or do we just feel a feeling?

We can certainly feel a feeling, but besides this, intuitively, I think, we can hear it too. If that be so, what would it sound like? What is the sound of a feeling? Something intrigued me about this feeling of sound, I mean the feeling of feeling the sound of a feeling.

I see a conglomerate of colours on a canvas, and I realize it is a painting, and I know it is music; I taste sugar and I know it is sweet. But how do I hear a feeling? What is my association with it that helps me hear it? When there is rain falling over trees, and wind moving the leaves; water drops fall from the tip of one leaf to another, and the fragile branches swirl in the wind; how do I take it? Is it just a sound? Perhaps not just that; it in fact defines a picture, a sound, and some association with someone or some instance, i.e. a memory. And there originates a feeling.

You hear a feeling, in your mind. But for hearing a feeling your mind should be capable of recognizing it. The difference between feeling a feeling and hearing a feeling is the ability of associating one’s past experience with the feeling. I know how it feels to miss home when I haven’t been there for a long time. But is would be an extreme example, because this could happen often. The mind may recognize the sounds of feelings that my not be felt as frequently, they would be like experiencing a déjà vu. Like looking at someone you have probably seen before, and you see again, it an almost similar situation, and immediately there comes a faint picture of such an experience you had earlier.

The difference between the sound of a feeling and any other sense is very distinct. First, you have the advantage of hearing the sound of the feeling privately. No one else can sense it the way you do. Second, you can’t use your ears for the sound of a feeling, the mind or the heart hears it. And third, it is easier to recognize a sound that you could hear from ears, but the sound of a feeling requires your memory, mind and heart. It is more complex. You re-live the situation in the memory everytime that you hear that feeling.

The feeling of being hugged by loved ones, the feeling of meeting an old friend, the feeling of helping a needy, the feeling of being betrayed by someone, the feeling of missing someone desperately; you feel more intensely when you hear them. The sound of these feelings hence, is, the syllable created by memory, recognized by the heart and internalized by the mind.

So can a feeling ever cause a sound? The answer to this, probably, is yes. The first time ever that you feel a feeling and then, if ever, you feel it again, there gets registered a syllable of that feeling in your brain. Over a period of time if that feeling is triggered over and over again, the memory can distinctly create the appropriate syllable as the mind understands it, and hence there would be a sound created of that feeling. The cause of the sound is the feeling, because the it was internalized after one experiences the feeling.

Could the experience or sense of a feeling be a sound? Absolutely, (provided you are not new to that feeling), the memory would instantly create the sound, and you would hear it!

Reliance !!

2008-12-22T06:40:00.000-08:00

No.. I m not going to talk about the big conglomerate; nor I m going to say anythin about the greatness of the family. Or anything of tht sort.

I will jus saying a few words about “Reliance” on each other.

Can we live without relying on each other … a good idea in a devils mind.. but not in practice. Let’s go deeper.

Can we live without relying on each other.. not for materialistic things or chores .. or work ..but for support?

Don’t know about you guys. But I can not. I will not go into why? Probably.. no. not probably.
Definitely, your mind can find out better reasons then mind. I also won’t go into the benefits and the need of it. But, I have doubts. So, here goes..

Who all should you rely upon?
When this reliance does become over reliance?
Is this reliance parasitic in nature?
Why do we make rosy pictures of people we interact with (generally) and are nonchalant about others?
Is over reliance on some one harmful?
How do you rely on people who you know will not be there, down the line?

And finally .. why is everything so tough .. so subjective …why isn’t this world simpler? It always seems a comedy of errors to me and I m the biggest comedian.

Of Fudge, Vanilla and Chocolate Sauce

2008-12-11T21:18:00.000-08:00

Some more philosophy

We all try making this world a better a place for our eyes and our eyes only, not thinking about iris and pupils of some other eyes. But every eye is wild for the delicacy.

We all compete for the our share of the ‘Vanilla and Chocolate fudge, with hot chocolate sauce’, but many of us only get a whiff of it, either our speeds are slow or we are pushed back by others.

What fun it would have been if the reality had been virtual, and we all had a ‘Secondlife’. But it is not like that. Talk about Secondlife, some of us don’t even get a second chance in the reality we know.

Its all about ‘Carpe Diem’ [Seize the day], in the words of a great ‘dead poet’, Keatings [RobinWilliams].

But the day is finite, and if everyone seized their part of the ‘day’, then it does not make you special, because every one has same amount of ‘day’. It would have been correct if the String Theories 11 dimensions would have been visible to us.

But alas!! We have only four dimensions and we have to live with them.

So let the gongs sound, lets bring the cake and make a run for it. !!

16th Letter of Alphabet

2008-07-07T08:06:00.000-07:00

Perennially Perplexed, Problemed, Paranoia

Plethora of Plagiarism, Proxies and Pseudo

Perpetual Pandemonium

Pangs and Pings

Pursuit of Panacea among Plethora of Paramecium

Peculiar pedagogies

Phony Pals,

Perennial pangs of pandemonium inside my peabrain causing perpetual paralysis but still in pursuit of panacea .. still playful and trying to be a Pungent of Perfume of Playfulness

Perplexed

At the behaviors…at the rumblings and the confusing nightmares one faces while being awake…

Ecstasy of a hole in one .. PUTT

Pangas with Powerful People

Pragmatism

Pursuit of being perennially Playful amidst Peculiarities

Being able to shine as a Polished Plate

Preaching Phosphoresce

And still being Penalized for Pulling Pigtails

Preambles and Prefaces

Prognosis of Prospects … Predictions and Projection ..Plans.. Procedures and Proceedings.. Protocols

Pain.. Procrastination

Desiderata

This is the story of our lives described as P.

Which has to be taken with a Pinch of Pepper

People.. Paupers and Princes and Princess in their Primes

Prodigal and Profligate

Pulling and Pushing ..huffing and Puffing.. Profusing

Performing in Pools .. Pounding on the Panes ..Powerless ..Projecting themselves as Poodles among PowerPuffs

Promoting Propaganda of Plague

Prologue of Predators Planning, strategizing

Need they come out of cars and say Bye

Perennially Perplexing the Pawns like me

But the Pursuit of Parangatness prevails

Paradise….

Divine Comedy of our rotting lives..

2008-03-03T13:12:00.000-08:00

Inferno..

"Abandon all hope, ye who enter here"

Living out a fake life.. seriously did we all think that we will be leading out an life which will be a holograph whose controls rest with some evil power.. something like the Matrix.

Jus going through the grinds everyday… killing the very thing that is in our top drawer.. just expressing the things we need to say in such words that no one can understand,,, and worse being judged on our ability to do so… did we ever want this ?

But alas! We have brought all this to ourselves .. we have done something that is detested by every free thinker ( though I doubt there are any left), to express it simply “we have taken the path more traveled” in words of a “Frost”ed poet. And are continuing on the path of inferno, a black hole , where one can check in and check out.. but can never leave.

And what we do to kill the foul smell of our rotting minds.. we revel in the glorious past.. what we used to do with our friends in school/college.. getting farther and farther away from the reality.. just thinking about the friends and the times we had…those friends with whom we promised to be mates4life…and who we have killed in our hearts/ and some of us are in contact cause somebody has instilled in us that with help of networking we can actually convince the outsiders that actually our rotting lives give out a sweet perfume.. but huh who are we kidding, ourselves and this MatrixWorld .. but our better senses tell us something else and these senses are slowly diminishing …and just the Memory remains, the spirit has evaporated as it always does.. if left in open.

We need a good cork .. to stop tht evaporation and work towards stopping this drought and let our parched minds be cultivated and inculcated with small seeds that can grow into trees that has strong roots with the past …rediscovering it and inventing for the future for the machinery to be rust free and working fine for creating a utopia where there is no limbo, where friends will be mates4life and where the minds will be without fear and our heads will be held high and we will bask in the sunshine and work in garden of eden where the sweet fragrance of blissful life is all around us… and hope we can sing someday..........

The grass is greener, the light is brighter, the taste is sweeter

With friends surrounded, the nights of wonder,the dawn mist glowing
The water flowing, The endless river, Forever and ever….

Amen..

You'll never walk alone

2007-10-16T12:38:00.000-07:00

Sitting in the class, the 22 hr long cruise from one end of the world to the other,
sitting with each other, celebrating each other's identity and facilitating a bump free ride
I could not help myself
My mind kept on drifting
And
Somehow I kept on reminiscing the following lines...

When you walk through a storm,
hold your head up high,
and don't be afraid of the dark;

At the end of the storm,
is the golden sky,
and the sweet silver song of the lark,
Walk on through the wind,
walk on through the rain;

Though your dreams be tossed and blown,
Walk on,
walk on with hope in your heart;
And
You'll never walk alone,
You'll never walk alone.

Wish you were here

2007-08-18T13:13:00.000-07:00

As you all know, this creation is not mine, but i want you to ponder over the meaning of lines and think...what are we doing, why are we doing, whatever we're doing.

So, so you think you can tell
Heaven from Hell,
Blue skies from pain.
Can you tell a green field
From a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?

Did they get you to trade
Your heroes for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
Did you exchange
A walk on part in the war,
For a lead role in a cage?

How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We're just two lost souls
Swimming in a fish bowl,
Year after year,
Running over the same old ground.
What have we found?
The same old fears.
Wish you were here.

Wishing you all were here with me.....but I am Here Without You

WHY ?? Tell me WHY

2007-08-15T03:38:00.000-07:00

Tell me WHY?

Why do lovers need to show the world their love on valentines day only?

Why do Indians become patriotic only on 15 august and 26 january?

Why do we love our ‘shitty’ cricket team, if they win one(only)?

Why do we forget their past performances?

Why are our memories so short?

Why don’t we know to know about recognizing greatness?

Why can’t we live peacefully with greatness in our adjacent house?

Why do we have a culture of hero worship?

Why are we afraid to share our thoughts, if they are different?

Why do we do things, which we don’t want to do?

Why have we become robot-like in our pursuit to create human-like robots?

Why have we stopped asking questions?

Why are we accepting things they are?

Why are we leaving our humanness behind?

Why are we “depriving man of his soul”?

If someone has the answers,

Tell me WHY?

some unblogging/unclogging

2007-07-05T14:31:00.000-07:00

enough wid da blogs....there are some thots tht plague us all the time,they make us miserable,make us daydream throw us in deep waters of dilemma and embarrassment .

They say tht n idle mind is a devils workshop.The above mind is a philosophers birthplace.
It so happened that I was in tht birthplace 4 a few days and see what I came up with...

i m racin towards the source of life of truth,
fleeing life of lies and vanity,
if i cud only hold her image fast in my head,
my eyes wud not look outward at the world

i dont expect every1 to understand but sm of u may understand it....i hope u resonate every word of the coming lines also

If I ascend up to heaven,you are there....;
If I take the wings of morning,
Or dwell in the deepest sea;
Even there would your thought lead me
And your hand would hold me.

For everythin u hv wished in your life.....for happiness of those who you care bout..let us all prey to thee for their well being and smiling faces