Thursday, June 26, 2008

i - Count

Ok this post is for all those who put the rest aside and talk about just the ‘I’. I am the greatest, I can do this, I can do that. For all those who refuse to see others, just talks about himself as if he is the current big thing. For all those who believe that when he says the sun rises from the west, then we must take it for granted that it is the universal truth.

Come on, speak out. How many times have you used that I today and all those so called great things, that you supposed you did, did you do.?

I will give you some examples. Consider them as of the highest magnitude, would rate them 10 on 10, most hypothetical ones.

  • I can climb Mt.Everest with my hands, myself all upside down!
  • I can swim Atlantics with both my feet and hands tied!
  • I write some lines in braces and when I compile and run the program it never fails, absolutely no error!
  • I practice boxing with punching bags filled with pebbles!
  • I taught lions how to roar.
  • Street flooded with thousands of people make way for me on hearing the sound of the footsteps that I take a mile away!
If you can think of something that you have done in one of the 1000th part of what has been mentioned above, speak it out. It sure would be fun.

What are you waiting for? Begin the I-Count.

First we practice sin, then defend it, then boast of it. -Thomas Manton.

Sunday, June 22, 2008

Weekend movie - 'Bridge to Terabithia'

Yesterday i watched 'Bridge to Terabithia'. I decided to watch it thinking it to be fantasy movie, but it was more than that. I really liked it, made me go in tears near climax.

A must watch movie.

“Everyone leaves footprints in your memory, but the ones that leave footprints in your heart are the ones you will truly remember.” - Nicholas Sperling.

Tuesday, June 17, 2008

Being a Cry baby

It was a crowded bus; absolutely jam packed, no place even to put a foot hold. I was standing along with rest, getting and giving a few pushes.

A lady in her mid-twenties with a kid not more than 2 years old somehow turned up besides me. It was hard for her, coz not only she had to hold her crying baby but also to maintain her balance in the speeding bus. As always is the case a good old kind man offered his seat to the lady(was a window seat and the lady argued with the other man who was sitting in the corner that she wanted the window seat for some fresh air).

The baby didn’t stop crying. The mother was at her wit's end trying to stop the kid from crying. She made faces, made strange noises to make the little one laugh, but in vain. She then tried to show him something through the window. He stopped crying for maybe 2 seconds or so, looking in the dark as far as his eyes could see. But then it didn’t interest him and he again started crying. May be he had seen enough imaginary things, that his mother had shown previous times, when he cried, that he knew now well of her tricks and wouldn’t fall for such bait.

He again continued to cry as if it was his duty. I was amazed by the kid's energy and determination to cry that long for no reason; it was more of a dry cry though, as his tears had mostly dried up and it was just the voice 'waaaaaaaaaaa' that was carrying on. He tried to kick and refused to stay in control, never minding that he would fall. I think the reason behind it would be, he was so confident that his mother would hold onto him tightly and wouldn’t let him fall no matter what.

At last they got down at their stop. How stubborn a child can be in his kiddy days? Adamant, obstinate, uncompromising, crying for toys, chocolates or for no damn reason as I had then witnessed. Being a child has its own advantage, don’t you agree?

Friday, June 13, 2008

Nothing's Forever

...The sun shone brightly.

The sky was clearer and bluer than ever before. The brilliant light bestowed the earth. Giving new energy to every form of life. The brilliant light bestowed the great forests. Giving life to shrunken and sleepy leaves with the morning dew, making it flutter merrily. Making the flowers bloom in full glory. The sweet chirpings of birds filled the air. The brilliant light bestowed the vast blue oceans. Making it look like a treasure trove with uncountable number of sparkling diamonds stretching out as far as your eyes can see.

And then from nowhere the clouds made its way. Dark and evil it spread around like an epidemic. The air was filled with sounds of thunderstorms. Earth trembled. Leaves shrunk away. Birds cried. Oceans turned gray. A shriek of pain was heard.
Darkness was getting blacker. And then when all hopes were lost and when it seemed this darkness had no end,

The sun shone brightly....

Saturday, June 7, 2008

Angry - Who me?

"Speak when you are angry and you will make the best speech you will ever regret", says Ambrose Bierce
How i wish i could do that!

I had been a guy who seldom gets angry. But of late i get annoyed ever and anon. I hole up my emotions within me and don’t like to showcase it in public. I normally take a backseat when it comes to retaliating with words. So, it goes within me, within my heart, my mind all concealed up. But then too much stuffing gives me headache thinking about the incident.

I love to be alone when i am angry, so that i don’t speak with anyone and gradually get over it. Or i pray that i get angry during nights so that i can sleep over it. I said i hate to display emotions to the world but when it comes to my family i disembark my anger to them. And it’s just like i lost control of my tongue and am blabbering out absolute rubbish. The reason for not holding up my anger in front my parents (especially my mom) is maybe i think that they can understand me and my frustration. But then when I am alone and i think of it i feel like 'hell, what have i done? Why did i behave like that?' And then straightway go to my mom end up with lots of sorry and tears.

I know it’s not just me but everyone gets annoyed; turmoil of annoyance, sirocco of exasperation, whatever you call it, though most of us don’t admit it or display it. I know anger is a normal human emotion and to never feel annoyed is just like never be fully human. But i want to have more control over it. It should be like i must be governing anger and not the other way round. I don’t want to be a Mr. Hyde!

“Holding on to anger is like grasping a hot coal with the intent of throwing it at someone else; you are the one who gets burned.” - Lord Buddha