Randon Thoughts.....

I may call it transition in my outlook. Things are changing everyday and some are getting good and a few are getting very good. Contrarily many things are getting bad, worse worst. Life is going like a long train journey, one we have with Great Indian Railways (Truly Great).You wait for another railway station rather than a milestones. I may be at the mid of my journey or may be I have finished only a quarter. Well may be I am about to conclude it…only God know that. But all those thoughts become irrelevant, once you start looking outside the window. You find greenery well amalgamated with different good and bad colors of life. Wait a minute! Am I making sense …may be …..may not be. Who cares. At least not I.

The other day while flipping the newsprints, I got some shocks…not shockwaves anyways.The separatism, regionalism, murder, rape …blah blah. Today It was finance which caught my eyes. Finance, I never understood them, or I never understood the financers of our country. With in a short period of 1 year things are getting ugly. There is something seriously wrong with me or the media…can’t write much on that, have to study economics to figure out. An array of thoughts starts doing ping pong and its is really difficult to get a nap without holding them.These things sometimes drives me crazy and some times numb. I am not comfortable either ways. It always ends up with kicking me down to ashes. I don’t know if I can be phoenix but I have to fly again…err…to much of over ambitions with greek mythocurry. Hate it to recite or to speak out but can’t help it all the time.

World is not static, it is rotating and to make me amused enough it is revolving also. They say we get a free trip around the sun. Around the Sun? Why not “towards the Sun” instead. May be sun is too expensive to go….no the reason is, it is hot…..( Not like those Hollywood Babes) …it is real hot….red hot. Interesting, something giving out light and life is not cool at all. It is burning in itself. Something which strikes the chord is that, sun while giving out light and life is not cool enough to get near to. Is it sad? Not necessary. What if the sun will be cool. May be visiting over there for a summer vacation. Ishhh…again another idiotic thought…this is how my life goes on…one foolishness followed by another and whole bundle of crazy things to be done before it is too late to realize the mistake. And then starts the lessons and passion to improve. It goes useless…well not every time. I get improved day by day. At least by mistakes if not by lessons.

You click your mouse button and the whole world get pasted on to your retina walls. Not necessarily, you need to get some other organ to accommodate them. It is called heart. Well most of youngsters like us happens to give to some good looking girl and sometimes to many of them to share and play with it. Oh my god once again the bizarre ideas are ruining my time….but some wise men say this is how some great discoveries were made, I mean by thinking bizzare…mind it only some of them were made not all of them. Our mind craves for something called perfect and there is nothing called perfect. Same thing is with heart. It strives for something called peace. But no one knows if it exist…peace or so called peace, it exist only in the high level diplomatic talks of bureaucrats’. Philosophical…or .ah…I don’t want to give that crap. But my fingers don’t obey me and they keep pressing some stupid keys.

School children amuse me the most. They fear their teacher more then a devil. For them Dracula is just a character not a reality …and if a few of them believe in it, they make a difference. Homework is something gives them a nausea not the probable nuclear world war. Our mind react in the same manner everytime, though with the different situation at different stages of age. The agony and panic makes the same effect. Am I speaking something like Rocket Science? And what is the fuss about this rocket science. Why people everywhere gives an example of it when they have to mention something complicated technological scientific and etc etc ……I find it a bundle of mechanics some Gentlemen called Newton told us long back. Enough of all these crap. It is time to have a coffee break.

Adieu

Just Like That....

Some times I sit and try to imagine about world after my death. Will this earth be going around the same way it goes now. If there will be an infinite chain of days and nights. If the monsoon will pour during december and summer poping up in september. How our children will be doing it all. Will this world be more beautiful than it is now. May be or may not be. But one thing is for sure. I will be not there to help them out. This is how this world is going on. There is hand holding up to a certain time and then we all are set free to follow the way we have chosen for ourselves. The analogy lies with the support we provide to the beams or columns casted fresh and then it is removed. Anyways the cycle lies with we being supported followed by being supporting. If this is the go of life then what is the go of death?. What about the existance and what about so called emotions and feelings we carry with in ourselves. It may be perfectly fine that once our body is disposed we are gone out of world physically, but where does our thoughts and imaginations go. Do we really exist even if we dump our physical body. Religion and philosophy may be able to answer it. But how can we be sure or convinced. If i can see this world the same way other see. If yellow colour looks red to other but he too say that visible red to him yellow. If it is dark in day for some and bright at night and we still call that dark, bright from our eyes. Sorry people you may get mad about these thoughts of my but it bugs me every time. When i see some slum children across my office bus window and suddenly a merc passes by. How things can be so much diversed on the same plane ?. How can one born poor and another rich.. Things like this press out some feeling out of my trivial mind and then i get puzzled with the shower of questions. I don't know wether I am making sense out of my writing but i am writting just because if felt like writing.