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Lazy afternoons

Slept in the afternoon today after many weekends. And slept well. When I woke up I was in a blur, like where I am types. I remembered that there was a time many years ago: the lazy hot summer holidays. They would come every year. I have vivid memories of those times when it was way too hot to play outside and we would be indoors and there was the 'sound of the fan'. I am not sure if some of you have ever heard the sound of the fan. It has a unique association in my mind. Like some people have their minds run away in the sway when they look at the sea or the sky or even the moon! Well long ago the sound of the fan in the hot summer would put me into those blank long shot moments. The continuous sound is similar to a trance causing repetitive sound. Now when I think about it or get a very very very rare opportunity to experience the same, I feel that it was an era that has long passed. An era when there was 'TIME'. I feel we have lost it now. There is very little of it le...

Why are we here

We were in a cab moving from Pune to Ranjangaon, when I fist heard about this fact and it has settled in my head like "inception", like a restless housefly. "Tipu Sultan: The great warrior in India died around 1799, fighting wars in India" " Circa 1780's in Europe Steam engines were being put to different usages" What is the point? you may ask. Well, point is a 'question' that i have not got an answer to ( like a zillion others). Why are we Indians like this? We have been way too far away to 'developments' as compared to the world, though we claim to be the most knowledgeable races. With the 'zero' and all the gyan in our ' vedas' Why are we always unorganized and unruly mob like. But all this is only the background clutter. Though the bigger question is "why are we here( on earth)".. the current question is why are some people in India though they can be in a "developed country" which is better in ...

Pause

When do you pause? What do you pause ? What happens when you pause? Its good to pause once in a while. No? It gives you time evaluate, touch base with your (that) past which led you to (this) present. It empowers you to think and plan So plan a pause and plan Sent from my Nokia phone

Moments

What do you live for? some of us live for today. Live in the present moment they say! Some live for the tomorrow which keeps running in their minds. Oh the so elusive tomorrow. And then there are those who live for the day after tomorrow... When this will happen then that will happen and when that happens THEN THAT will happen and then I will feel like ..... Feel like? Ah So it is the feeling..... Like this and like that, that we live for? Is it? Our dreams, desires, projections of the future..... For the feeling Feeling THAT moment Plan to predict that exact moment to calculate that exact feeling which is to be felt Then! But then! What all changes by Then? How many moments passed? To reach THAT moment? Moment by moment, they just passed. And we live on..... Moment by moment for the moments

Moblog

It is clearly a long time now that I wrote Sitting in a train with the music playing I look back and try to remember when I would have dreamt or creating such a moment in my life Maybe it was a movie I saw or an ad where the tech savvy hero is seen playing with his phone/ gizmo. What is interesting to note is that my belief that making dreams a reality is strengthed year on year. All we need is infinite bank of positively, time and perseverance. And its all possible But all so often I am against the wall, trying to be certain of what I really want in my life? It is elusive? Or is it like a puzzle that I need to solve? It drives me to strange places in my head often. I am often in awe when I see swarms of people all around running to meet their goals dreams and desires. But question is all of those things have happened, maybe not always. Most of the things they are trying to run behind are not new or different! That much Money, that car, that house, that promotion, that pat on the back ...