The following is an excerpt from 'the voyage' by 'philip caputo'
''the golden shimmer appeared where the horizon was supposed to be,then a red sun pushed up,like the head of some fiery infant bulging out of the grey sea's womb-water giving birth to its opposite element.
Take that for a piece of writing !how brilliant was that , hats off Mr caputo !! I have always believed that a great piece of writing is one that inspires the reader to think , and write !!
There are few examples better then this one , for its not only pushed me to think , its pushed me to write what i thought about too !!
Not surprisingly ,its about the sun that i have written .
Our lives, are like the daily cycle of the sun.
We take birth ,all mild ,innocent ,utterly harmless and extremely lovable , we appear but like a miracle of nature !
But as we sprout wings and fly into adolescence and then adulthood ., we , with wings , unfortunately grow horns too !... And we become more ferocious , less mercifull and more arrogant , causing discomfort to poorer beings! Like the sun in the noon , blinding yellow , extremely bright , hot, refusing to provide us with any sort of relief or shade .
But then, there is justice after all and life does teach us a lesson or two. It humbles us , gives us a chance to realise , and.... Towards the ends of our lives , we are humbled too , just like our radiant celestial neighbor.
Again changing from a fiery yellow to a friendly glow of orange , and then to a serene pink , its almost like the sun , has learnt his lesson , like he kno's he's run out of his 'sunny days', and is Reminiscing his time during the noon. And in retrospect ,is feeling foolish ,almost guilty ,
....but....
He's serene because, he must have lived arrogant, like a fool , for a certain period of his life , but he's learnt from his life and he's appreciated the beauty of it......
And now , is going down enlightened, going down wise , heart heavy with joy and remorse at the same time ,,......
Waiting for another chance... Hoping not to repeat his mistakes ......as we wait.... For another chance ....everyday
and how marvelous is this set-up, how marvelous is GOD , HIS nature !! And how fitting that with the next chance the sun gets , a new day , a new chance to start afresh we are blessed with !!
A new page in the book of our life we turn !! A blank page more importantly , giving us a chance to start afresh , keeping the past out of our present !!
How can we not fall in love with this complicated ,yet so simple life !!
Thursday, March 10, 2011
The misery of being a ''thinking man''
I am not much of what 'they' call a ''thinking man''.... Or so i am told ...
In that previous sentence i really don't know who the 'they' are...
Come to think abt it , no one know''s who , the 'they' are...
Everyone says 'they' , but nobody 'is' 'they'.
So maybe there are no 'them' really !!
As to why i should not be considered a thinkin man by 'them' ?,really beats me
its not like i don't think?...
I think all the time, i think every second I'm awake, maybe i think when I'm asleep too?maybe i just don't remember the thinking part of my sleep !
I 'think' a lot of things !!,... Like....
Why is a parking lot called a parking 'lot' ,?
Is it because it has LOTS of parking space ??
Why is a 'better half' a 'better half' ??who decided that ur 'other' half is ur 'better' half ??
Why do chicks hug 'filthy rich' kids saying ' awwwwww ... My 'poor' baby??' ..are they really that blind ??
Why do some girls 'babytalk' all their lives?? Even if it sounds......well...... More baby'ish then babe'ish ??
Why do people make movies like 'golmaal 3' ?? Who invests in these??and who' watch these??
Why do ppl wrote blogpost such as these??
The list is endless !!! Inspire of it I'm not considered a 'thinkin man' !!
Its not like i WANT to be considered a thinkin man, i just wanna know why I'm not considered one ??
My brain is overcrowded with things to think about ,like I've already mentioned !
The volume of thinking is so high that I'm barely left with anything else to do !!
So I'n 'compelled' to think,......
That my thoughts aren't too compelling , is another story !
It is a kind of thinking that doesn't lead to anything, anything substantial that is, .
It is , a kind of thinking that leads to stupidity!!
Or maybe stupidity leads to this kind of thinking !!
'thinking men'..don't think of such things .,...things this trivial ....
They think of things that matter, matter to who ?i'm not sure yet !
But they think , and sentences like 'what does not kill you only makes you stronger' result from their thinking .... ...
Doubts like 'if we keep getting stronger every time we don't die !, but we eventually die, den wat use was the strength we gained by not dying' ?? ,,....result from my kind of thinking !! ..sadly.
They think and the product of our thinking make way into our English exams as 'comprehension passages' ... I think and the product makes way into an unknown blog.... (which is how it shud be ofcourse:))
pathbreaking realisations , intellectual tidbits are the consequences of their thinking.,,... But , in that case , shouldn't they be called 'great pathbreaking thinkers' or something like that ??
Because 'thinking' is too general a word for them !! Or is it too hard to realise what I'm saying ??
If they are such good 'thinkers' shudnt they have thought about it already?? One needs to be specific after all , doesn't one ??surely thinking , is too general a term to be patented for the elite !! For this patent robs a lesser mortal from being categorized as a 'thinker' ,although he/she thinks !!
Isn't this a fair enough plea??if yes, then why don't many of them agree to it ??
Maybe I'm a dick and i don't know it , maybe everyone but me is a dick and they don't know it !!
(as Jim maher wonders in the hemingway man)
These are questions that'll remain unanswered !!
All i want to tell you is (if you're still reading this that is).....,
do not think a lot , or you'll end up writing a stupid blogpost like me...
Ironically .... Without putting much of 'thinking' into it !!!
In that previous sentence i really don't know who the 'they' are...
Come to think abt it , no one know''s who , the 'they' are...
Everyone says 'they' , but nobody 'is' 'they'.
So maybe there are no 'them' really !!
As to why i should not be considered a thinkin man by 'them' ?,really beats me
its not like i don't think?...
I think all the time, i think every second I'm awake, maybe i think when I'm asleep too?maybe i just don't remember the thinking part of my sleep !
I 'think' a lot of things !!,... Like....
Why is a parking lot called a parking 'lot' ,?
Is it because it has LOTS of parking space ??
Why is a 'better half' a 'better half' ??who decided that ur 'other' half is ur 'better' half ??
Why do chicks hug 'filthy rich' kids saying ' awwwwww ... My 'poor' baby??' ..are they really that blind ??
Why do some girls 'babytalk' all their lives?? Even if it sounds......well...... More baby'ish then babe'ish ??
Why do people make movies like 'golmaal 3' ?? Who invests in these??and who' watch these??
Why do ppl wrote blogpost such as these??
The list is endless !!! Inspire of it I'm not considered a 'thinkin man' !!
Its not like i WANT to be considered a thinkin man, i just wanna know why I'm not considered one ??
My brain is overcrowded with things to think about ,like I've already mentioned !
The volume of thinking is so high that I'm barely left with anything else to do !!
So I'n 'compelled' to think,......
That my thoughts aren't too compelling , is another story !
It is a kind of thinking that doesn't lead to anything, anything substantial that is, .
It is , a kind of thinking that leads to stupidity!!
Or maybe stupidity leads to this kind of thinking !!
'thinking men'..don't think of such things .,...things this trivial ....
They think of things that matter, matter to who ?i'm not sure yet !
But they think , and sentences like 'what does not kill you only makes you stronger' result from their thinking .... ...
Doubts like 'if we keep getting stronger every time we don't die !, but we eventually die, den wat use was the strength we gained by not dying' ?? ,,....result from my kind of thinking !! ..sadly.
They think and the product of our thinking make way into our English exams as 'comprehension passages' ... I think and the product makes way into an unknown blog.... (which is how it shud be ofcourse:))
pathbreaking realisations , intellectual tidbits are the consequences of their thinking.,,... But , in that case , shouldn't they be called 'great pathbreaking thinkers' or something like that ??
Because 'thinking' is too general a word for them !! Or is it too hard to realise what I'm saying ??
If they are such good 'thinkers' shudnt they have thought about it already?? One needs to be specific after all , doesn't one ??surely thinking , is too general a term to be patented for the elite !! For this patent robs a lesser mortal from being categorized as a 'thinker' ,although he/she thinks !!
Isn't this a fair enough plea??if yes, then why don't many of them agree to it ??
Maybe I'm a dick and i don't know it , maybe everyone but me is a dick and they don't know it !!
(as Jim maher wonders in the hemingway man)
These are questions that'll remain unanswered !!
All i want to tell you is (if you're still reading this that is).....,
do not think a lot , or you'll end up writing a stupid blogpost like me...
Ironically .... Without putting much of 'thinking' into it !!!
What happens when a common man visits ub city part 2
I don't normally keep promises ,simply because i forget i made any .however your first blog is hardly somethin to forget about !! And i had promised to you that i will come back and tell you what happened while i was crossing the road !!
Well , that another day had arrived (unfortunately for u and fortunately for me ) soo, here you go (say ur prayers or close the window or do both before its too late)
when i did come out of 'ub city' i walked past itch gardenia where some of the top names of the country were motionless being treated like assets and liabilities and the ipl auction was in progress, i have never liked ipl personally and i hated auctions even more , but i doubt if my dislikes and likes matter to the rest of India , the players themselves don't mind the auctions (only overrated players i mean) so i can say nothing abt i ...... Anyways comin back to the story !!
I came across 2 little (15 or 16 something i guess) making a fuss about crossing the road!!
Now let me tell you a thing or two abt Indian girls (because most of my audience, yes i do have ppl reading my blog and I'm serious, are from the western hemisphere)
the ''cool quotient'' of a girl in India is directly proportional to her ''fuss quotient''...
If you are not familiar with indian girls and the fuss they make, you'd think they are facing a nuclear missile with bare hands.
So they were fossil crossing the road and i did not get the opportunity of knowing their names so lets call them the 'hot girl' and the 'hotter girl' (i hope i am not assumed to be a pedophiles, these are YA's we're talkin about)
their conversation went something like this
hot girl ; fuck man ....... Something something...... Fuck......something ...fuck !!!....fuck......fuck!!
Hotter girl ; reallllllllllllyyyyyyyy???? ......fuck man.... I thot....something ...something.... Fuck ...... But.... Something.... What the fuck !!!
Here's your lesson #2 ... In India , a young girl/guy's cool quotient is also directly proportional to the number of 'f' words in his/her ave sentence!!!
This is all i got to hear , i needn't hear anymore , they crossed the road as did i ...
Were they being stupid??maybe the were being natural ??? Or were they naturally stupid???
I'll never know...
All i know is ...
the way they spoke wasn't very unfamiliar to me!.... I knew it too well , heck... I even luv'd it i guess.... I felt at home !! Surrounded by the fussiness of the world,...surrounded by the stupidity of the world .... Surrounded by youthful carelessness !! I luv'd my life...
If somebody'd ask me what i learnt/realised that day I'm sure my answer'd be that ... Cool quotient's presumed to be directly proportional to a girl's fuss quotient and the number of fuck words in her language...
I am sure my answer wudnt amuse anyone ..but i luv accepting life the way it is.... And i luv stupid gilts who use a lot of 'f' words for no apparent reason !!
Well , that another day had arrived (unfortunately for u and fortunately for me ) soo, here you go (say ur prayers or close the window or do both before its too late)
when i did come out of 'ub city' i walked past itch gardenia where some of the top names of the country were motionless being treated like assets and liabilities and the ipl auction was in progress, i have never liked ipl personally and i hated auctions even more , but i doubt if my dislikes and likes matter to the rest of India , the players themselves don't mind the auctions (only overrated players i mean) so i can say nothing abt i ...... Anyways comin back to the story !!
I came across 2 little (15 or 16 something i guess) making a fuss about crossing the road!!
Now let me tell you a thing or two abt Indian girls (because most of my audience, yes i do have ppl reading my blog and I'm serious, are from the western hemisphere)
the ''cool quotient'' of a girl in India is directly proportional to her ''fuss quotient''...
If you are not familiar with indian girls and the fuss they make, you'd think they are facing a nuclear missile with bare hands.
So they were fossil crossing the road and i did not get the opportunity of knowing their names so lets call them the 'hot girl' and the 'hotter girl' (i hope i am not assumed to be a pedophiles, these are YA's we're talkin about)
their conversation went something like this
hot girl ; fuck man ....... Something something...... Fuck......something ...fuck !!!....fuck......fuck!!
Hotter girl ; reallllllllllllyyyyyyyy???? ......fuck man.... I thot....something ...something.... Fuck ...... But.... Something.... What the fuck !!!
Here's your lesson #2 ... In India , a young girl/guy's cool quotient is also directly proportional to the number of 'f' words in his/her ave sentence!!!
This is all i got to hear , i needn't hear anymore , they crossed the road as did i ...
Were they being stupid??maybe the were being natural ??? Or were they naturally stupid???
I'll never know...
All i know is ...
the way they spoke wasn't very unfamiliar to me!.... I knew it too well , heck... I even luv'd it i guess.... I felt at home !! Surrounded by the fussiness of the world,...surrounded by the stupidity of the world .... Surrounded by youthful carelessness !! I luv'd my life...
If somebody'd ask me what i learnt/realised that day I'm sure my answer'd be that ... Cool quotient's presumed to be directly proportional to a girl's fuss quotient and the number of fuck words in her language...
I am sure my answer wudnt amuse anyone ..but i luv accepting life the way it is.... And i luv stupid gilts who use a lot of 'f' words for no apparent reason !!
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