Showing posts with label filosofy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label filosofy. Show all posts
Saturday, April 17, 2010
in-Floo-ence
It's so amazing to notice how we are shaped and inspired by things happening around us. A little kid on the street reminds you of what u were when u were in his shorts, a desolate old man would probably conjure up a picture in your mind of what you wouldn't want to be in later days of your life. A refreshing action movie's lifelike hero would influence the next half an hour of your mind's thought process and the way you roll up your sleeves or accelerate your bike, trying to catch a few onlookers' glares.Hrithik would have made all the gyms in India wet with dreams of youth in 6 or 8 packs and uncles looking at their family packs in shame.How many gulli cricketers would have swayed the bat like Sachin and flaunting their MRF stickers,as if Sachin entered their little souls after evry 50 or 100 in his matches.Priyanka Chopra would passively make all the girls watching her on screen, concious of their looks and make them run to the washrooms or their mobile beauty parlours under their arms, for a touchup. Though all these inadvertently occur to everyone of us, we never take notice of them and conspicuosly reveal it to the world around us, we are too egoistic to accept the fact that we are driven by the things we see and the things we think of, and not all our life goes according to the way we want it to and a larger part of it goes according to the way it has to , because it is destined to go that way and it will go that way, no matter what may come. And all of us are sub-consciously copycats, in our own ways.
Saturday, January 16, 2010
m. .M. .M. .
The impending gloom on seeing your loved one walking down the aisle, distance seeming to grow with every step taken, tears rolling down your eyes remind you of all the things you shared, you cherished forever,and seem to wait forever for the person to return. Up the aisle, its tears again, tears of joy on seeing your loved one walk to you for a tight hug, a little girl jumping in joy on seeing her dad walking to her, her barbie in hand. A veiled lady bidding bye to her family, to pray for the health of all her people, on a pilgrimage to Mecca. An old man morosely holding on to his walking-stick, to have his chest operated upon in some distant land.Lovers parting,with heavy hearts and assuring love foreach other,their wet eyes speak it all. Neon lights flashing all over,crowds falling in,as soon as a man steps in, a celebrity. A soldier in a coffin on four shoulders,honoured by a million people.Common scenes at aiports, these are.Airports all over the world have seen them all.
A sense of de-ja-vu seems to take you over, looking at all the people at an airport. All the hands waving at the people leaving seem to hypnotise you,take you away in a trance and you are reminded of things, happy or sad, you are filled by the de-ja-vu.Your favourite burger at McDonald's doesn't seem to water your mouth, nor does the cold coffee at the cafe'day express. You seem to be dried up, with butterflies in stomach, everthing seems bland.Whether its your prized seat at the university, or your fat paying job at whatever place, you forget them all, and your mind is filled with emotions, emotions that you never knew you owned.You wish your loved one never goes leaving behind you, but control yourself in hope of all that happiness he brings on his return.You wish it rained in the airport so that your loved one doesn't know you are crying, but your eyes say it all.
m. . . . . m . . m . . . m . . . m ... . . m . m . m . m .
A sense of de-ja-vu seems to take you over, looking at all the people at an airport. All the hands waving at the people leaving seem to hypnotise you,take you away in a trance and you are reminded of things, happy or sad, you are filled by the de-ja-vu.Your favourite burger at McDonald's doesn't seem to water your mouth, nor does the cold coffee at the cafe'day express. You seem to be dried up, with butterflies in stomach, everthing seems bland.Whether its your prized seat at the university, or your fat paying job at whatever place, you forget them all, and your mind is filled with emotions, emotions that you never knew you owned.You wish your loved one never goes leaving behind you, but control yourself in hope of all that happiness he brings on his return.You wish it rained in the airport so that your loved one doesn't know you are crying, but your eyes say it all.
m. . . . . m . . m . . . m . . . m ... . . m . m . m . m .
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
King turns Ape....!
An ass gives you 20 years of your life,be good and a dog will give you 20 more,and the first two will tell a monkey to give you 20 more. What you can proudly brag to be yours is the first 40 years of your life. Doesn't make any sense to you,right?
God is known to be ever-partial to man, and has reportedly filled 100 years of a man,with donations from a few animals.Once all the animals complained to god saying man was being too harsh, bursting their asses and was suppressing them too much,all his life. But, god was too adamant and convinced them that whatever man did was good, and animals should learn to live with man.Donkeys will be donkeys. God must have spanked them hard on their asses to convince them.But, the big fat elephant was against it and warned god of what all man could do in all that 60 extra years that god was going to give man. But, god is god.He whisked the elephant away too.Made its tail shorter for revolting against him,and extended our lives to 100, with the bonus 60.So, what god took was 20 years from a donkey, 20 years from a dog, 20 years from a monkey. Not much of a sense here too.
Our first 40 years being our very own,we live life on our own terms all that time.We say 'fuck you' all through these years, and live the life of a king(queen for women :P).We grab all that comes our way, and feel on top of the world, not depending on anyone.Now the donkey takes over.YOur wife spanks you every other day, your boss fires you for not listening to him or being late to report him. The worst part. Your kid spanks you too!But, you feel happy with the fact that donkeys are meant to be donkeys and you cannot ask for anything more.You work not for yourself, but for every other soul on earth.Now that you've worked enough, the dog is ready to take over. What does a dog do? Faithfully guard things, for a tiny biscuit in return.You take of your son's house which once used to be yours when you were a king, when he goes out. When you ask him to take you out.He barks at you, and you wag your tail in fear, fear of not getting the evening's bone. Enough of wagging you feel, and the monkey comes into place. Childish memories take you over, you start acting like a kid, crying for every little thing and wail for being left out from your own people. When you get nostalgic of things you did as a king, you start shedding out tears, only to be ignored as a monkey's screeching. This is when you feel life has come to a full circle, and want your days back,but no one gives good things to a monkey.You are ignored.
When ignorance gets too painful , you wish the monkey deserts you,and the monkey usually obeys you.You are left in peace.
P.S: Philosophical plot: Baba Element Eighty :D
God is known to be ever-partial to man, and has reportedly filled 100 years of a man,with donations from a few animals.Once all the animals complained to god saying man was being too harsh, bursting their asses and was suppressing them too much,all his life. But, god was too adamant and convinced them that whatever man did was good, and animals should learn to live with man.Donkeys will be donkeys. God must have spanked them hard on their asses to convince them.But, the big fat elephant was against it and warned god of what all man could do in all that 60 extra years that god was going to give man. But, god is god.He whisked the elephant away too.Made its tail shorter for revolting against him,and extended our lives to 100, with the bonus 60.So, what god took was 20 years from a donkey, 20 years from a dog, 20 years from a monkey. Not much of a sense here too.
Our first 40 years being our very own,we live life on our own terms all that time.We say 'fuck you' all through these years, and live the life of a king(queen for women :P).We grab all that comes our way, and feel on top of the world, not depending on anyone.Now the donkey takes over.YOur wife spanks you every other day, your boss fires you for not listening to him or being late to report him. The worst part. Your kid spanks you too!But, you feel happy with the fact that donkeys are meant to be donkeys and you cannot ask for anything more.You work not for yourself, but for every other soul on earth.Now that you've worked enough, the dog is ready to take over. What does a dog do? Faithfully guard things, for a tiny biscuit in return.You take of your son's house which once used to be yours when you were a king, when he goes out. When you ask him to take you out.He barks at you, and you wag your tail in fear, fear of not getting the evening's bone. Enough of wagging you feel, and the monkey comes into place. Childish memories take you over, you start acting like a kid, crying for every little thing and wail for being left out from your own people. When you get nostalgic of things you did as a king, you start shedding out tears, only to be ignored as a monkey's screeching. This is when you feel life has come to a full circle, and want your days back,but no one gives good things to a monkey.You are ignored.
When ignorance gets too painful , you wish the monkey deserts you,and the monkey usually obeys you.You are left in peace.
P.S: Philosophical plot: Baba Element Eighty :D
Friday, January 8, 2010
Youth.. !!!

hmm..Youth..The best days of our life.. Am sure sandeep must be missing them :P..The age wherein we actually "grow UP'',get to understand the world and how things work, we do things that make no sense n say things like 'who cares!!' and 'fuck it' and feel we are the happiest people on this planet. Happiness,is the punch line of our lives in this age.Also, the time when we'v gotta choose our road for life.If you don't know where your going, any road will take you there. Jump off the cliff n look whatz in store for u.. Believe me... Life under water is never dry [If it makes sense].. All the best guyzzz..
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