Many psychologist relate the setting sun with the negative frame of mind. I never understood why!! I have witnessed many sun rises. Some of them were good. I have witnessed equally many sun sets. Each one I felt was amazing. Some have remain embedded in my mind. Yesterday, I again witnessed one such!!
I once saw eyes, which looked like the setting sun marinated in red wineIts funny how we are able to respect a person for his social status or his financial status or for his powers, yet we find it difficult to respect a human for being a human.
I salute every person, who struggles and works hard to achieve his two square meals a day.
I thank my family (my parents and sister) for having the vision, the patience and the means to help me be where I am today. I don’t know what I would have done otherwise.
Today, I felt, I wish I was stronger !!
Idleness creeps in. The ability to quit anything and everything has been achieved. The Inactive brain rusts and nothing seems worthwhile. Satisfaction is derived from small things and then the question is questioned, is this what it is all about? The reflection is scary to see, it shows the de-generated form. Even the memory of the complete has faded. What now?? The Question is asked! again! The answer,again, is nothing but a Blank Face!!
I wait until tonight, and then I wait for tomorrow. My whole life runs through, waiting for the unknown!!As I woke up, and looked at the morning newspaper only to realise ealise that we are becoming more and more hypocratic day by day. We are experts!! We are experts in giving excuses, as to why certain things are not the way they should be and why certain things are the way they are.
The excuses for me not being successful in life are many,
First there was the Caste, then Religion and now I have come up with a new one, Region !!
Let us drive all the North Indians out of Maharashtra so that the Marathi Manoos lives in peace, let us kick out the population from the rest of the country, who converge in Bangalore to be a ‘Techie’. Let us beat the brains out of all the Biharis who move to Assam to work in their Tea Plantations. Let us drive all the Kashimiris back to Kashmir, so that we can get our Army back. Sorry !! The individual state can get their own regiments back.
Let us drive everyone out of Delhi, so that there is no one left there. And then, we all can live in peace, happy with each other and stand a united country.
Lonely As I am
together with the crowd
treading the aimless path
trying to find a goal
had I .. should I .. could I ..
the thoughts engage me
en excuse to find the solace
within my incompetency
donning the mask
which never was
I shun the better
to cover my flaws
my sight falls down
when I look far !!
