youth

Somber moments, cherished life,
Life worth fighting for the while
Dreams of desolate happiness,
Along with out permanent loneliness,
Oh alone together we are today
Withering moments of yesterday.
Despaired hearts yet full of hopes,
Repaired wounds, renowned scars,
Oh youth, oh youth, how blissfully old.
The same stories of today- are only retold!

promises and hope

"In the first place, you shouldn't believe in promises. The world is full of them: the promises of riches, of eternal salvation, of infinite love. Some people think they can promise anything, others accept whatever seems to guarantee better days ahead, as ,I suspect is your case. Those who make promises they don't keep end up powerless and frustrated, and exactly the fate awaits those who believe promises." — Paulo Coelho (The Devil and Miss Prym) 

Life was never supposed to be perfect, then why do we expect it to be perfect? Whoever promised you of a perfect life is clearly promising one of the biggest illusion. I have known of one truth that after a period of chaos, is a period of tranquility...that is how the circle keeps on completing itself. We humans do not possess the gift of detachment, I guess each of us have it to some degree, but wonder how much of it do we exercise it. Detachment is not to be confused with the feeling of self obsession or self satisfaction, it is supposed to be a strange feeling of freedom, and this you can experience it during the period of extreme chaos.

Wasting your tears over broken dreams, broken heart... will lead you to lose a gift you possess : HOPE.

The absurdity of hope is that we misuse it, we hope for a better future, we hope for better status, we hope for better material life, we hope for infinite love. Hope - as someone once told me " for internal peace, to understand the rhythm of the universe, to understand silence, to reunite with your soul mate in every life that you live, to understand the connection of music and the soul, to understand the relationship you have with nature...." I asked "what about relationships - with our parents, our friends, love..." and here is what was answered : " you should hope to understand love, you must understand that all relationships are formed out of it."

mind exhaustion

I don't recall the last time I blogged. Probably a year back!

But over the last one year, not much change has happened, except for the exhaustion of my mind.

Corporate slaving...strange as it seems is the only way to have a secured present.

Secured present- sounds like an oxymoron, i'd stay my past is secured , there is no way i can alternate it.

I always asked my self what is it that I truely desire, I can never answer that. I always found distractions towards getting the answer. I do know one thing for sure travelling all around the world, visiting places of historic remeniscence would definately help. I for one thing would love to hear stories.Stories of all the places that I would visit. Stories that would make me imagine, what time might have been like before. I guess the little child in me does not want to give up.

I do realise today that all these mere bonds of love and friendship will cease to exist.There have been so many friends that have left my life, I cant even count, my love for my parents and my pet, seem to be platonic, yet there are times when I do wish that I stopped existing for many varied reasons. Love- well that is a strong word, I and wonder is it truely possible to believe in that magic?

I am confused by all these distractions, a few years back I would believe that finding your soulmate would resolve everything, you would complete the circle.To my surprise, not quiet the solution. I am now surrounded by people whom generally in my general naive knowledge would be termed as two face, has now one name - Oppertunist. They dont need to do those shitty things really, they are strong individuals, but some how insecurities, jealousy has lead them to be that way. I guess it is this what Mr Darwin called : survival instinct.

Have you ever wondered why is it that people relate to tragedy more?

Say for example, a tragic love story, a tragic song, a tragic piece of art blah blah... people can relate to that. Humans are incapable of relating to happiness. I think that in order to be happy, one needs to be selfless, perhaps then we could relate to happiness instead of tragedy.