Is this that I always wanted?

What is the extent of human desires? Probably, Infinite. But this is one of those scandulous property which makes me believe that I can win over it. Everytime I think I just fulfilled my dream or I got what I always wanted, events shape up in such an unfortunate ways that suddenly makes me question my marathon run. Suddenly, it makes me think "Hang on! I completely missed something."

We run, run and run. After all, as one of my friend said "daudna hi zindagi hai!!", makes sense. The desires and wishes that creep up at unexpected times are largely influenced by our competitors, the terrain and the training taken over our life span. Hence, an obvious-cum-comic clash of thoughts occur which leads us to walk on path designed by ourselves but created by others. It is this sheer inadequacy in ourselves, coupled with inability to handle tough situations which avoids us to leave something mid way and enter into something that seemed as always mine.

I know I own something else. I can only cry over not having it. Probably, this whole thing would keep continuing, as it always has. Or probably one day, I will try to break the shackles and do something which i feel belongs to me, something which completes my existence, something that makes me feel proud of my state of being. I don't know what will happen. I only know that something would happen which would make me feel ME.

The camouflage of my own existence has an ironic characteristic - The inability to spot Myself.

(P.S. The above work is not purely fictional but has no relation with the current state of mind of the author, as many would actually end up believing.)

Long time since i wrote! Something which i feel!

The dormancy had hit hard. With a state of amazing wonderments around, i couldn't realize the distance being created. Though the feeling of ineptitude seldom brings me to this place, i can declare that writing has to be a man's best friend, which can be followed by dog or a bitch, considering no bias for the gender involved.

The place attracts me whenever i am on a virtual tour, but alas, in this world of twitter/cell phones, my thoughts limit themselves, automatically, to 160 words. With a continual habit of getting likes and comments on facebook, my mind has been tuned now to produce pieces which attract thumbs up and make my virtual demand take a step up. Applications take me into a unreal world of idiotic creativity where, for example, i build farms for, god knows, what quantum of production!! Turning into a criminal and expanding your empire seems another comical distraction, often called as expanding social network.

I read someone's status the other day on Facebook - "I am trying to recollect what i used to do before facebook". Strange, it may seem. Stranger, I am trying to recollect what did I do when I didn't have the internet.

I remember playing with the spinning top, carrom, ludo, monopoly, wow. Life was so different! With no online tools, life was like having so many options to choose from. Now after a tough day at office, all i can think of is fbing and meeting people virtually.

Though I console my predilection towards such incongruent activities but i can hardly imagine my existence without the voguish tool. Although i love the fact of a single & universal platform to interact, like a system international in Physics; I doubt the way this virtual world is being shaped up. I feel something is getting lost in order to create something new. I have always preferred amendments over replacements.

Technology and Tendency

The mellifluous voice singing ‘Kabutar ja ja ja’ still makes people in their 30’s and 40’s nostalgic. Pigeon used as a messenger between lovers, for exchanging eloquently written love letters, was what lovers during those days vied for. The two lovers separated due to distance found solace in this super-hit song from the 1989 flick and no wonder the song and the theme became a cult at that period of time.

Come six years later, to the joy of many, Modi Telstra launched first commercial mobile operations in India. The monthly subscriber addition back then was around 50,000 to 1,00,000 and I think that many would have been added in pairs. For lovers, personal communication improved from written letters to spoken words. The sad part: The respect that the ‘kabutar’ managed to accumulate over the years gradually died as people now began to TALK with their partners. Since then, ‘kabutars’ are hardly seen in Hindi movies and worse, someone dumb is referred to as a ‘kabutar’ in the movies. (What disrespect on their part?)

Anyways, this technological phenomenon, called the mobile phone, triggered off another cult: Long distance relationships. People then felt that they could now consider someone far away as a potential living partner and since then the number of long distance relationship have burgeoned. But what has plummeted is the duration of such a relationship which makes me call LDRs rightly a cult. Is the increase in number because of the reduced relationship time? I leave that to someone who specializes in this field. (I intend not to hurt the sentiments of any one who is in a long distance relationship. True love never has any barriers, be it distance.)

I believe technology always plays a big role in the social aspects of our life. I will try to take this whole issue a step ahead. If a simple mobile phone invention could make people compromise on the agony of distance for the voice of their partner over the mobile phone, the wrath of not seeing each other literally for seeing each other idiomatically; then just imagine what Internet, the biggest technological invention of all time, would spark off. Let’s try analyzing that.

People making new friends online, is what Internet managed to kick start initially. With advent of time, we saw online chats, social networking, etc. helping people to find prospective real partners. Nowadays, though the marriage is, thankfully, still real, a virtual marriage over the Internet doesn’t seem far. Just like people have traded voice for distance, similarly they might trade face over the webcam for going out with someone they don’t like. It might take time but we will have such cases. Who knows later we may have innovation in technology which would make people feel each other (internet speed in GB’s) or even have babies online (internet speed in TB’s) after we successfully have had hearing each other (internet speed in KB’s) and seeing each other (internet speed in MB’s).

I think that with technology anything is possible. Advances in technology might change a cult into an accepted approach, who knows? People are always prone to adopt novelty and look beyond the regular options they have got. And Technology gives them just this option to explore the world at a single click and people somehow end up finding ways of taking, well as they say: The best out of it…

Just a thought!!!

I think why do i not know even after i think i know?
I believe there's no God; but before starting anything, why do i include Him?
I fight, fight and fight; but when i know it's nearing the end, why do i give up?
I want to live in dreams; but when i know it's not real, why do i not believe it?
I need solace; but when i find it, why do i want to share it with someone?
I want to achieve greatness; But when i embark, why do i feel lost?

Anything that i desire,
If comes true,
No longer remains a desire.
Worse, It seems it never was a desire.
I hop, hop and hop;
every time more futile the hop feels
every time more pleasure i derive
Indeed i oscillate a great deal.

But i know a thing.
I would keep vacillating
till a day when i will stop and look back
and realize - This is what i was made for-
To trouble myself; for humans have won over everyone.
so the task of keeping me involved in life
had to be a selfish attempt from my side.

A cliched intrigue!!!

In this cosmic equation,
Why am I? I ask I?

The feet walking suddenly stand;
Just like a pebble in a desert sand,
I question the existence;
Irrelevant feels the pertinence -
"The most superior being
is here to just work, eat and sleep?"
The innumerous philosophies
inheriting the innate diplomacies,
Makes me doubt the word identity;
When each man's the same entity.

I am existing without a reason,
Pair of eyes without a vision.
The nouns around give no clue;
The adjectives aren't any true;
I am an exaggeration of naught,
An intellectual without a thought.
Expressions are stabbed every moment,
Paper notes imply body movement;
The multiple self's always have a strife,
Even the dark would be brighter than such a life.
Even the dark would be brighter than such a life.

In this cosmic equation,
Why am I? I ask I?

It seems a mockery, the whole affair a lie;
I am pretending life, but,
I prefer to die.

F.R.I.E.N.D.S

Over the years, i have made some good and some great friends. My intention is not to boast about the prodigious number here, but, someday when i sit and actually think over it, i find too less a person with whom i can relate. To less a person is just an exaggeration of one or two, which goes to prove that i love boasting :P. On a serious note, Its really tough to have a friend who would be as much you as you. You could find the ideal friends in stories and fictional work otherwise called prose, abbreviated form of prosaic meaning dull; in reality, such cases cease somehow. The point that i want to put here is: Who is a friend?

In this world of today, its all about needs. You have a friend for you have a need for it, for you depend on someone for something. Interdependence has literally made us, as one of the english poem says, hollow men. Take it, Having a great group of friends means that few stupid people come together to placate themselves of their biggest fear - 'loneliness'. For me, loneliness is a harsh word, i prefer solitude over it. It's the calmness which makes me overcome the harsh realities of life, do hell with friends who would take up this as a topic for gossiping. After all its your life and interdependence should in no aspect be present. The moment you start depending, you have lost 'You' and hence You would become a part of a gregarious bunch of idiots who try making each other feel special for doing nothing.

There's no person, but you, to whom you can look up for support. Gulp every thought within yourself. Let it flow out only when its hard to digest the meat. For enjoying life, read partying hard, you always have Free-and-Regular-Idiots-Engineered-to-Devour-Stupidness better called as friends. Have fun with them, satisfy your need and move on. Devour yourself..!!! Take out the best out of you. FRIENDS are here to make your life an exaggeration. They are here to make you feel the King of the world. Decide what you want to feel and what you want to achieve out of the ONLY life!!!

P.S. The writer of this blog is after all a social animal..

Nice words!!!

I read it somewhere.. It goes like this

"The world is ain't all sunshine and rainbows. It is very mean and nasty place and it will beat you to your knees and keep you there permanently if you let it. You, me or nobody is gonna hit hard as life. But it ain't about how hard you hit, its about how hard you can get hit and keep moving forward. That's how winning is done. Now if you know what you are worth, then go out and get what you are worth. But you gotta be willing to take the hit and not pointing fingers saying you ain't where you are because of him or her or anybody. Cowards do that, and that ain't you. You are better than that."

This is called inspiration..