For some one I know..!
Sunday, June 29, 2008
Tuesday, June 3, 2008
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
Sunday, February 10, 2008
I..!
I feel like I have understood only half of myself. I am not sure if I have even seen the other half to know and understand what it is like.
The half that I know is organized. It has a plan, its logical and its straight forward. Everything seems absolutely fine with it. Theres really nothing much interesting about it. Its the usual..normal outwardly self for the society and the people around it.
But.... the other half...the unknown one.. is lively and puzzlingly simple and uncomplicated. And yet I dont understand it...I dont understand why it is the way it is. Everything is random and its religously random at everything as if its following a pattern in being random.
But then it also makes me think if my description of it being randome is true or if I am just playing with words here.
People are strange right. I am strange too. Things that happen to me and them are also strange.
Moods. Crap... no! not that counter-productivity product. First thing that came to your mind right. Not your fault. Dont worry about it. Both my halfs thought up the same thing... one will not say it outloud and the will not stay without saying that former wont say it. Anyway thats not the point. I wanted to say about the moods and thoughts that come to me. I have just seen a movie. Its beautiful. Its got a good story to tell. The performances were realistic. Of course there were some unrealistic incidents but I have not seen much of the county side to know or believe if it was just as it happens in real life in those places. It talks about love and persistence. It attempts to let know of the value of a purpose in life..of life.
Somethings happen just like that. At the right time and the right moment to some people. Happened to me too many times. When it happened they seemed quite timely and important. When I look back those moments dont seem significant enough.
Am I thinking right?
She said I misunderstood her..probably she meant I didnt understand her. Didnt I?
Thoughts are too fast. When I am trying to write down...I feel like I am losing time. I feel I like I want to stop writing.
I have my issues to resolve.
How cruel is the reality with people, relationships, emotions. How real are damages that these take.
Later!
Wednesday, February 6, 2008
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Monday, January 21, 2008
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Thursday, January 10, 2008
A pledge for anyone who wants to start and tell.
We start… a thing that ll do good and is good.
We hope… to find help and support.
We rejoice… at the inconsequential enthusiasm.
We remind… those who we hoped would walk along, of the cause.
We reason… with them to step up n not back down.
We break… seeing the possibility of achieving some good being destroyed not by the inability within but by the indifference inside.
We do everythin but inspire. And all we have to do is jus that.
Inspire..!!
We have to enter our own minds before we try to get into theirs. What do we do when someone asks us to give something away? What goes on in our minds..? How do we think? What comes out of us even before we begin to think?
Well… it’s a “NO”.
Then starts the thinking… are we doing the right thing… are we going to lose anything? Will it help… will I get credit… will others see it as a good thing? Will it impress people? And a few million questions like these.
But when we come back to the cause… why don’t we think about the apprehensions that people may have or will have?
Religious..personal..parental… concerns or apprehensions… surely they will have. You have to tell them and let them know that its voluntary and serenely satisfying and graciously great.
People are not going to call you at midnight to find out if you are dead if you pledge your eyes… they are not going to remind you that your eyes belong to them… every year. They wont wish you on your birthday with a reminder of your pledge… and certainly they wont be happy that you are nearing your end. They wont even bother. Even if you are no more they wont know until and unless someone of yours tells them that you are no more… and that you are ready to see the world again through your eyes as someone else.
Ask them to close their eyes for five minutes… and do things that they have been doing all their lives taking the single most valuable gift that has been given to them for granted – Vision.
Ask them to close their eyes and forget what they have ever seen and to try to shape… imagine.. and create things in their minds.. say.. thier hands… a loved one’s face.. a color.. a misty morning… an evening… a lake.. a mirror… a reflection… Can they? Isnt it tough? Isnt it scary…? Aren’t we glad we can see? Now try doin that for an hour…a day.. a week .. a month.. a year. Ask them how a life time would feel like that?
We sleep and we wont worry about waking up to a beautiful morning. We will still be able to see the morning light. We dream and we dismiss it as a trivial thing.
Dream….huh…. I guess it means a whole different thing to a person whos not as gifted with the eyes as we are. How do they dream? Are their dreams look the same as ours? We dream what we see right?
But for those who cant see, a night is as good as a day… a dream is as good as the dreadful reality. So whats wrong in giving them a dream… handing them a life full of colors?
At least they wont sigh thinking about wakin up to another dark day… before sleepin every night.
Pledge.
Ask them. Make them understand.
We might not wake up tomorrow… but at least our eyes can wake up to a beautiful sunrise.
I don’t know how to express the meaning the below line holds…
“Beauty is in the eye of the beholder”
Coz there are no words for vision. But then they say a picture speaks a thousand words.
Let us teach the blind to speak… let us help them see.
We hope… to find help and support.
We rejoice… at the inconsequential enthusiasm.
We remind… those who we hoped would walk along, of the cause.
We reason… with them to step up n not back down.
We break… seeing the possibility of achieving some good being destroyed not by the inability within but by the indifference inside.
We do everythin but inspire. And all we have to do is jus that.
Inspire..!!
We have to enter our own minds before we try to get into theirs. What do we do when someone asks us to give something away? What goes on in our minds..? How do we think? What comes out of us even before we begin to think?
Well… it’s a “NO”.
Then starts the thinking… are we doing the right thing… are we going to lose anything? Will it help… will I get credit… will others see it as a good thing? Will it impress people? And a few million questions like these.
But when we come back to the cause… why don’t we think about the apprehensions that people may have or will have?
Religious..personal..parental… concerns or apprehensions… surely they will have. You have to tell them and let them know that its voluntary and serenely satisfying and graciously great.
People are not going to call you at midnight to find out if you are dead if you pledge your eyes… they are not going to remind you that your eyes belong to them… every year. They wont wish you on your birthday with a reminder of your pledge… and certainly they wont be happy that you are nearing your end. They wont even bother. Even if you are no more they wont know until and unless someone of yours tells them that you are no more… and that you are ready to see the world again through your eyes as someone else.
Ask them to close their eyes for five minutes… and do things that they have been doing all their lives taking the single most valuable gift that has been given to them for granted – Vision.
Ask them to close their eyes and forget what they have ever seen and to try to shape… imagine.. and create things in their minds.. say.. thier hands… a loved one’s face.. a color.. a misty morning… an evening… a lake.. a mirror… a reflection… Can they? Isnt it tough? Isnt it scary…? Aren’t we glad we can see? Now try doin that for an hour…a day.. a week .. a month.. a year. Ask them how a life time would feel like that?
We sleep and we wont worry about waking up to a beautiful morning. We will still be able to see the morning light. We dream and we dismiss it as a trivial thing.
Dream….huh…. I guess it means a whole different thing to a person whos not as gifted with the eyes as we are. How do they dream? Are their dreams look the same as ours? We dream what we see right?
But for those who cant see, a night is as good as a day… a dream is as good as the dreadful reality. So whats wrong in giving them a dream… handing them a life full of colors?
At least they wont sigh thinking about wakin up to another dark day… before sleepin every night.
Pledge.
Ask them. Make them understand.
We might not wake up tomorrow… but at least our eyes can wake up to a beautiful sunrise.
I don’t know how to express the meaning the below line holds…
“Beauty is in the eye of the beholder”
Coz there are no words for vision. But then they say a picture speaks a thousand words.
Let us teach the blind to speak… let us help them see.
Saturday, December 29, 2007
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