Friday, March 29, 2013

to be or not to be is the question..

Its actually funny How you get carried away and start pouring your heart out infront of somebody, Telling them your deep desires, your secrets, and then suddenly realize you have kinda scared that person! At that point of time you are forced to ponder on the tell tale that says,'be original', because your arent very sure if people around you are Ready to handle the so called Original you or the Real you. You start negotiating if being original is important or the person (who is not very comfortable with your original self!) is important. You start suppressing your thoughts, your views because you are afraid you might scare off the person (whom you love dearly) . Sometimes I find myself debating with myself if Its important to be what you are or is it more important to change yourself a bit in order to make others happy. If Its Ok to be yourself then you might find yourself left alone, if you think Its Ok to alter yourself little bit then you get the feeling that are you doing justice to yourself.
All of us have at some point of time tried to make somebody happy by doing something that perhaps we wouldn't have done normally. Is it injustice to oneself? Is it neglecting yourself in order to keep somebody else happy? Or it is Ok to change yourself to make others happy, as we know even the finest of the  dresses need alteration before they can actually be worn.

Tuesday, March 26, 2013

Lazy is a small word..

It is that part of the month (Read: Bank holiday season!) when I am sometimes too lazy to even get out of the bed, I like to keep everything within my hand's reach, my lappie, my novels, chips, headfones, and pillow, just in case I get tired of wasting time!!! I love the that feeling, the feeling when I know I can decide how do I want to spend my time and not being hurried into something because of less time. It's not that I don't like a routine, it's just sometimes I like to loosen up myself. I hate my life to be disturbed my routines on such occasions!
I am reminded of a poem that is close to my heart, and I guess describes my nature very well!!

The Vagabond

Give to me the life I love,
Let the lake go by me,
Give the jolly heaven above
And the byway nigh me.
Bed in the bush with stars to see,
Bread I dip in the river -
There's the life for a man like me,
There's the life for ever.

Let the blow fall soon or late,
Let what will be o'er me;
Give the face of earth around
And the road before me.
Wealth I seek not, hope nor love,
Nor a friend to know me;
All I seek, the heaven above
And the road below me.

Or let autumn fall on me
Where afield I linger,
Silencing the bird on tree,
Biting the blue finger.
White as meal the frosty field -
Warm the fireside haven -
Not to autumn will I yield,
Not to winter even!

Let the blow fall soon or late,
Let what will be o'er me;
Give the face of earth around,
And the road before me.
Wealth I ask not, hope nor love,
Nor a friend to know me;
All I ask, the heaven above
And the road below me.

Thursday, March 21, 2013


Call me an escapist, call me a dreamer, call me anything you may wish to, but yes I love to escape into My World- The Dream world, the world were realities are just as true as a tale told by some old woman by the fire side on a winter night. Hurt me all day, trouble me with all your realities but there is something that you can't take away, call it an escapist's tool, a dreamers work but yes its my remedy to my troubles.. Never mind even if its momentary.

Thursday, March 14, 2013

Switch Off the Hibernation Button!!

I am back from my Hibernation!! Of late I realized that this urge to write didn't die even in Hibernation!! Sometimes I would get highly motivated in absolutely stupid places, doing most stupid things! (While driving back from office, stuck in a maddening traffic jam, doing routine office work, eating at joint!!!) I realized that writing is equally addictive, they say 'You may take away the pen from a writer but you can't take away his thoughts'.
I have imbibed a new and a Good habit, to jot down as and when thoughts start pouring in. The Only problem is I can't write when I Want to write, and sometimes I am literally flooded with thought (usually when I Can't jot them down!!!)


I am Not me anymore.. I am what I thought I was Not Am I a reflection of what He wanted to see.. Am I what She thought I would be.. Am I...