What will a person who still believes in the inherent goodness of the world will be called…I guess ‘ Silly ‘ would be an appropriate word for such a person because in spite of having seen and experienced the ‘pragmatic’ and ‘self first ‘ side of the world numerous times if one still continues to live on in their dream world, silly is just the perfect word.
But when one does finally realize that there is no one (relatives, cousins, friends) who can be called upon in the hour of need , is a sense of detachment the right feeling…I guess finding people who give you unconditional, unflinching, selfless love and support are rare. Lucky are those people who find someone like that.
Though I think that it’s not the people who should be blamed but the times in which they are living that are responsible for dying humanistic values in people. So maybe detachment is the right way to move pon.
Friday, July 17, 2009
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
VERONICA vs BETTY
Finally Archie Andrews has popped the question to long time heart throb Veronica while (as Sunday TOI says in an article) ‘Miss Goody Two Shoes’ Betty has been left to cry over her loss as well as that the days of such simple women are passé.
The writer seemed very excited by this development and its social significance. He couldn’t stop raving about how the men today have moved over their inhibitions about marrying the ‘fast’ women and how the vampish women like Veronica have now become ‘marriageable’ rather than being only great company to spend time with.
However in his excitement he seems to have forgotten the long term implications of such a marriage. He says himself that Veronica (and women like her) has dictating, nagging ways which seem to have a certain seductive charm for men in the initial stages ,but he seems to have forgotten that this nagging dictatorship is what is going to convert these ‘trophy wives’ into a trouble which will have no solution.
It doesn’t mean that such strongly assertive, fiercely independent, stylish women cannot make good and understanding wives but at the same time the percentage of women who would be able to prove this image wrong is very less. And this, simply because they don’t need a support system in their lives and thus do not really need to give in to someone else. As a result, if unhappy in a situation they would not probably make that extra effort to try and fit in and would rather prefer to walk out of the situation with a simple nod of the head.
And then there is the extravagance of Veronica. Would Archie be able to provide sufficient for Veronica’s spendthrift ways? It is doubtful because their social status is poles apart. It is possible only if Veronica earns sufficiently enough so that she doesn’t have to depend on her husband for any fulfillment of her wish, which again doesn’t give her any reason to stay in this marriage.(except of course for love). Thus I really doubt archie’s choice .
At the same time I wouldn’t say that women like Betty are perfect choice for marriage because the way Betty fawns over Archie in spite of being treated as a sidekick all the time is despicable and demeaning. She does not seem to have a life of her own and all her likes and dislikes revolve around Archie who doesn’t really care for her. Such women also become a kind of a burden.
What men really need is a mix of Veronica and Betty.
The writer seemed very excited by this development and its social significance. He couldn’t stop raving about how the men today have moved over their inhibitions about marrying the ‘fast’ women and how the vampish women like Veronica have now become ‘marriageable’ rather than being only great company to spend time with.
However in his excitement he seems to have forgotten the long term implications of such a marriage. He says himself that Veronica (and women like her) has dictating, nagging ways which seem to have a certain seductive charm for men in the initial stages ,but he seems to have forgotten that this nagging dictatorship is what is going to convert these ‘trophy wives’ into a trouble which will have no solution.
It doesn’t mean that such strongly assertive, fiercely independent, stylish women cannot make good and understanding wives but at the same time the percentage of women who would be able to prove this image wrong is very less. And this, simply because they don’t need a support system in their lives and thus do not really need to give in to someone else. As a result, if unhappy in a situation they would not probably make that extra effort to try and fit in and would rather prefer to walk out of the situation with a simple nod of the head.
And then there is the extravagance of Veronica. Would Archie be able to provide sufficient for Veronica’s spendthrift ways? It is doubtful because their social status is poles apart. It is possible only if Veronica earns sufficiently enough so that she doesn’t have to depend on her husband for any fulfillment of her wish, which again doesn’t give her any reason to stay in this marriage.(except of course for love). Thus I really doubt archie’s choice .
At the same time I wouldn’t say that women like Betty are perfect choice for marriage because the way Betty fawns over Archie in spite of being treated as a sidekick all the time is despicable and demeaning. She does not seem to have a life of her own and all her likes and dislikes revolve around Archie who doesn’t really care for her. Such women also become a kind of a burden.
What men really need is a mix of Veronica and Betty.
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
Thursday, June 4, 2009
God save the world from "Perfectionists"
Perfectionism and Super Intelligence!!!
I abhor them (as I am sure they do me coz they have always eluded me…and I am rather happy for it).
Such people make your life hell…because on one hand they keep complaining that you donot do any work (because you know that your work won’t be liked by them) and if you, keeping aside your preconceived notions (mentioned above), do something for them, you will realize not too late that you have ticked off another series of complaints about your lack of ability and competency to do any work.
I mean how can someone, in this super fast paced life take out time to look into small intricacies (unless they are too clearly palpable)…. If a table mat is slightly and unnoticeably tilted, how does it matter?
But then PERFECTIONISTS…who can stop them. (Now I understand why people find it so difficult to work with Aamir Khan!!)
Little knowledge about everything is a dangerous thing …agreed…but believe me a good knowledge about everything is all the more dangerous because then these super intelligent people get the license and the skill to point out a mistake in every single thing in the world…they are somehow always ready with a better and in most cases the best idea of doing a thing!
So the only solution I can think of is to live a relaxed life and leave everything to these wonderful creations of God because we lesser mortals stand nowhere in comparison to them. So why trouble yourself by poking your nose in their work because no matter how hard you try you cannot please them.
Thank god I am not a ‘Perfectionist’!!!
I abhor them (as I am sure they do me coz they have always eluded me…and I am rather happy for it).
Such people make your life hell…because on one hand they keep complaining that you donot do any work (because you know that your work won’t be liked by them) and if you, keeping aside your preconceived notions (mentioned above), do something for them, you will realize not too late that you have ticked off another series of complaints about your lack of ability and competency to do any work.
I mean how can someone, in this super fast paced life take out time to look into small intricacies (unless they are too clearly palpable)…. If a table mat is slightly and unnoticeably tilted, how does it matter?
But then PERFECTIONISTS…who can stop them. (Now I understand why people find it so difficult to work with Aamir Khan!!)
Little knowledge about everything is a dangerous thing …agreed…but believe me a good knowledge about everything is all the more dangerous because then these super intelligent people get the license and the skill to point out a mistake in every single thing in the world…they are somehow always ready with a better and in most cases the best idea of doing a thing!
So the only solution I can think of is to live a relaxed life and leave everything to these wonderful creations of God because we lesser mortals stand nowhere in comparison to them. So why trouble yourself by poking your nose in their work because no matter how hard you try you cannot please them.
Thank god I am not a ‘Perfectionist’!!!
Sunday, May 10, 2009
This is my humble attempt at poetry....hope it is worth reading.Let me know of any improvements or suggestions
Ecstasy
Sudden pull, a silent call
A minute had it all.
The throne of all emotions
Departed with complete devotion.
Heartbeat out of bounds
The moment doing the rounds
Of mind, unless it felt like
It had become your whole life.
Sudden bursting into a song,
Waiting seemed far too long.
Smiling when there was no reason,
“Beautiful” described every season.
Though it was a dream
Unimaginable, impossible it seemed.
Only wish, life being at its best
Was for it to forever last.
Sudden pull, a silent call
A minute had it all.
The throne of all emotions
Departed with complete devotion.
Heartbeat out of bounds
The moment doing the rounds
Of mind, unless it felt like
It had become your whole life.
Sudden bursting into a song,
Waiting seemed far too long.
Smiling when there was no reason,
“Beautiful” described every season.
Though it was a dream
Unimaginable, impossible it seemed.
Only wish, life being at its best
Was for it to forever last.
Old Love
‘Love Story’ by Erich Segal doesn’t need an introduction. Everybody has read it or at least heard about the portrayal of unconditional love in this famous novel. It touches your heart straightaway.
But recently I read another story, fictional of course, of love so heartfelt that it surpassed all conventional depiction of expressible love. I am talking about Jeffrey Archer’s short story “Old Love” here, a part of his collection of stories, A Quiver Full of Arrows. On reading it, there was no way I couldn’t feel the depth of feelings in the heart of protagonists in spite of them being arch rivals and yet living a successful, happy married life as equals.
One part of the charm of the story probably lay in the fact that it reaffirmed that real love stands upon understanding of each other’s feelings, respect for each other’s capabilities and a desire to help improve their shortcomings. Love does not mean having to say sweet nothings to each other all the time, or having to visibly express your emotions all the time. You might never tell each other how much you love them but it should show in your attitude towards your loved one.The easy, friendly, positively competitive love of the protagonists took my heart away, specially the ending. It was worth the read, a difference from the clichéd love stories
But recently I read another story, fictional of course, of love so heartfelt that it surpassed all conventional depiction of expressible love. I am talking about Jeffrey Archer’s short story “Old Love” here, a part of his collection of stories, A Quiver Full of Arrows. On reading it, there was no way I couldn’t feel the depth of feelings in the heart of protagonists in spite of them being arch rivals and yet living a successful, happy married life as equals.
One part of the charm of the story probably lay in the fact that it reaffirmed that real love stands upon understanding of each other’s feelings, respect for each other’s capabilities and a desire to help improve their shortcomings. Love does not mean having to say sweet nothings to each other all the time, or having to visibly express your emotions all the time. You might never tell each other how much you love them but it should show in your attitude towards your loved one.The easy, friendly, positively competitive love of the protagonists took my heart away, specially the ending. It was worth the read, a difference from the clichéd love stories
Thursday, May 7, 2009
The Self -Esteem Creed
I read a sort of a poem sumplace that I liked...here it is for everyone to read and ponder about.
God made me; I was no accident
I was in God’s plan
And He doesn’t make junk…ever,
I was born to be,
A successful human being
I am somebody special, unique,
Definitely one of a kind,
And I love Me.
That is essential so that
I might love you too.
I have talents, potentials
Yes, there is greatness in me
And if I maintain my special ness,
Then I will write my name
With my deeds…
I was born in God’s image
And likeness
And I will strive to do
God’s will.
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
I am not a jingoistic patriot yet i do feel great when an Indian does us proud...and recently i think we hav got a lot of reasons to be proud of our nationality.
I dont think ,as does everyone i believe, that A.R .Rehman did actually need an Oscar to prove his genius to the world, but still his being recognised internationally was a moment of great high.
Another moment of pride was Indian win on New Zealand's soil after about 40 years.
Though I am not an avid cricket fan yet cricket is second religion in India and one cannot actually remain untouched by it. and the present players especially the captainship of M.S.Dhoni has given that edge to our team dat had uptil recently been missing....that grit, that thirst for win, that refusal to bow down to pressure is what Dhoni has brought to the Indian team. This team has been able to break that jinx of losing in the finals always......
and then there has been loads of olympic medals coming in last year....indian films getting an international audience etc.....
Being an Indian at this present moment(in some exceptional cases) does truly feel great and ecstatic.
Saturday, February 28, 2009
I have realised recently dat probably im actually a little weird...i mean hw many normal ppl turn everything into a lesson to learn ...imp or unimp;major or minor; big or small; good or bad...i turn everything into a lesson of life...i start generalising it...and luking at it in d larger context of life...nd i find its kinda weird....coz sum things just happen.
one just has to go thru it nd forget it....nd if everyone does dis,ie, making every single thing into a lesson ...then probably im weird in thinking dat dis is weird.
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
Mind...
My mind is an amalgamation of thoughts right now....there's so much happening around you ...you can't really shut it all from you.
The world's full of incidents and probably dat's waht makes it so colorful....and yet amidst all this whirl of non-stop activity its actually a marvel dat everyone is supposed and expected to go about their mundane routine as if it doesn't really concern a person...when infact everything (however long the chain of subsequent events maybe ) does touch every person in some or the other way. coz evrything dat happens triggers off a reaction.... sum tangible and sum simply mental.
Even if i manage to drive the present thoughts away from my mind.....i cant really expect that it wont be at dat very moment occupied by some other matter of concern.
Thursday, February 12, 2009
Marjaani v/s Tabla
The stage was set…the celebrity musicians for the day had arrived…all preparations completed.
As the players…a renowned table player and a young innovative veena player take their positions in front of their instruments, the audience, which consists of children between age group of 14-17, gives a loud thundering applause.
The performers are thrilled….they are happy on receiving such an appreciating audience…the recital goes on for about 2 hrs amidst continuous clapping and cheering by the audience.
Finally the performance comes to an end….faces of the musicians are beaming with satisfaction, happiness and pride.
It has been a successful recital going by the response of the audience.
But before you jump to the conclusion that today’s young generation really enjoyed this classical recital…..WAIT and see the other side of the picture.
The audience clapped at the starting to mock the musicians….in between to tell them that it’s enough for the day and that they are not interested in listening further and at the end to express their relief at being let off( Finally) from this torturous performance.
Hmm…..so what do you say now???
As a colleague says “When they listen to ‘marjaani’ and ‘tu saala’…..why would they listen to veena and table……”
As the players…a renowned table player and a young innovative veena player take their positions in front of their instruments, the audience, which consists of children between age group of 14-17, gives a loud thundering applause.
The performers are thrilled….they are happy on receiving such an appreciating audience…the recital goes on for about 2 hrs amidst continuous clapping and cheering by the audience.
Finally the performance comes to an end….faces of the musicians are beaming with satisfaction, happiness and pride.
It has been a successful recital going by the response of the audience.
But before you jump to the conclusion that today’s young generation really enjoyed this classical recital…..WAIT and see the other side of the picture.
The audience clapped at the starting to mock the musicians….in between to tell them that it’s enough for the day and that they are not interested in listening further and at the end to express their relief at being let off( Finally) from this torturous performance.
Hmm…..so what do you say now???
As a colleague says “When they listen to ‘marjaani’ and ‘tu saala’…..why would they listen to veena and table……”
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Dilemma Unresolved
I know this one is really long....read it if you like ;)
When your heart starts missing someone the moment you keep the phone down, when you can feel a person so strongly that the distances stop mattering, when you get strong intuitions about a person and those intuitions actually turn out right…..what would you call it???
When you care for a person a lot , you know whatever he/she is doing is probably out of habit or the concerned person is actually in pain….When you know and understand that person completely and feel bad for him/her ….when you decide that you are not going to hurt that person anymore coz he has had more than enough of heartaches in life …yet you always turn up doing things that are going to hurt that person and in spite of knowing it you cannot help it coz you sometimes want to live your life too….how do you stop feeling guilty and cursing yourself???
How do you forget things that make you feel miserable…yet they have been etched so strongly in your heart and mind that they have become a part of your existence….when you know you have wronged and hurt someone and yet you cannot apologize to them bcoz they are no more with you.
What do you do when you know that your mind is the place where it all is and if you bring your mind under your control you can direct it to do as you wish ....yet you find that sometimes your mind refuses to accept your orders and chooses to replay flashes of all the unhappy things that have happened to you???
You know some questions will never be answered in life ….yet you feel getting their answers would probably mitigate some feeling of pain and loss from your heart…..you know the one who has gone will never return back yet there is some stupid hope that someday he might return and say all of it was a bad dream which is now over.
When you know that a person ditches you all the time , makes you feel stupid and idiot …yet that is the same person who can make you happy….you know life with him/her is impossible …yet you cannot imagine your life without them….what to do with this ambiguity of heart.
Why did life have to be so complicated ….and as if that wasn’t sufficient why do people make it worse with their actions and words???
When your heart starts missing someone the moment you keep the phone down, when you can feel a person so strongly that the distances stop mattering, when you get strong intuitions about a person and those intuitions actually turn out right…..what would you call it???
When you care for a person a lot , you know whatever he/she is doing is probably out of habit or the concerned person is actually in pain….When you know and understand that person completely and feel bad for him/her ….when you decide that you are not going to hurt that person anymore coz he has had more than enough of heartaches in life …yet you always turn up doing things that are going to hurt that person and in spite of knowing it you cannot help it coz you sometimes want to live your life too….how do you stop feeling guilty and cursing yourself???
How do you forget things that make you feel miserable…yet they have been etched so strongly in your heart and mind that they have become a part of your existence….when you know you have wronged and hurt someone and yet you cannot apologize to them bcoz they are no more with you.
What do you do when you know that your mind is the place where it all is and if you bring your mind under your control you can direct it to do as you wish ....yet you find that sometimes your mind refuses to accept your orders and chooses to replay flashes of all the unhappy things that have happened to you???
You know some questions will never be answered in life ….yet you feel getting their answers would probably mitigate some feeling of pain and loss from your heart…..you know the one who has gone will never return back yet there is some stupid hope that someday he might return and say all of it was a bad dream which is now over.
When you know that a person ditches you all the time , makes you feel stupid and idiot …yet that is the same person who can make you happy….you know life with him/her is impossible …yet you cannot imagine your life without them….what to do with this ambiguity of heart.
Why did life have to be so complicated ….and as if that wasn’t sufficient why do people make it worse with their actions and words???
Monday, January 19, 2009
Life's Irony
Life is indeed ironic. It will never behave in the way you have expected it to behave.
It will throw up pleasant surprises at you when you are least expecting them.
But as soon as you start settling down and getting smug in your life ,it will bring up something that will throw your life into a turmoil so that you will again have to work your way back to happiness which sometimes can prove to be the most difficult route .
Most of the times the people who have taught you to be happy will be the ones who will give you agonizing pain and make you cry endless; the people who have taught you to let go off will end up doing things that will make you hold back and wound up.
Hasn’t it happened that the people who taught us to believe were the ones who stabbed us in the back, stabbed us really hard..
Life is indeed unpredictable and full of surprises, sometimes pleasant but mostly unwanted.
It will throw up pleasant surprises at you when you are least expecting them.
But as soon as you start settling down and getting smug in your life ,it will bring up something that will throw your life into a turmoil so that you will again have to work your way back to happiness which sometimes can prove to be the most difficult route .
Most of the times the people who have taught you to be happy will be the ones who will give you agonizing pain and make you cry endless; the people who have taught you to let go off will end up doing things that will make you hold back and wound up.
Hasn’t it happened that the people who taught us to believe were the ones who stabbed us in the back, stabbed us really hard..
Life is indeed unpredictable and full of surprises, sometimes pleasant but mostly unwanted.
Saturday, January 17, 2009
Expression
Why does self- expression become one of the toughest things to do sometimes?
Why this constant fear of ur feelings being misunderstood, misinterpreted…and being used wrongly by someone.
Why do feelings which matter the most become your biggest weakness…break u inside …put u in a dilemma?
Doesn’t expressing wat u feel to someone give dat person the power over u…the power to hold u....the power to hurt u…..the power to use u?
How i wish one would not become subordinate to such emotions....which do nothing else except make you weak and helpless and put u at mercy of sum1 else.
Why this constant fear of ur feelings being misunderstood, misinterpreted…and being used wrongly by someone.
Why do feelings which matter the most become your biggest weakness…break u inside …put u in a dilemma?
Doesn’t expressing wat u feel to someone give dat person the power over u…the power to hold u....the power to hurt u…..the power to use u?
How i wish one would not become subordinate to such emotions....which do nothing else except make you weak and helpless and put u at mercy of sum1 else.
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