You can win the battles against your opponents by forwarding arguments, emotional blackmail, breast beating and crying but these battles do no good in the long run. This means that despite knowing that you are at fault you are not inclined to admit them. The greatest impediment in resolving the problem is lack of introspection. If we examine for a few minutes before going to bed what we have done or talked or what was our behavior towards others, was it justified really or was it the sheer refusal not to admit our faults, we can attain peace and serenity… Read More »Battles and Wars!!
To survive in this harsh world, one has to struggle and beat others. While in the world of animals the competition is really physical, the human beings take it to mental level. Humans have the ability to hide their emotions, they store their grudges against others and thus compete on a very different level. Most of their actions are covert in nature. Animals have very hard life that way. Most of them settle their scores on the spot. They don’t keep it for the future. They even do not seem to repent the loss of their near and dear ones… Read More »A strange Food Chain!!!
Writing does not come easily. Thoughts jostle with one another in the brain. Confusion abounds in the head. Everything is hazy. Threads of thoughts seemed to be entangled on one another. Incoherent stream of them is what comes out. Inside there is overcrowding of thoughts, because the thinking process is unending, but it seems that they don’t want to leave the brain. They seem to be pushing one another out. Occasionally, some thoughts come popping out and spill on to the paper. The ink hardly dries from pen because the words do not flow like torrents but just as a… Read More »Thoughts
You are sitting in room enclosed in the walls. You long to know and feel the open world. You crane your neck but nothing helps. Why do you long to go outside? This is because you have created inside the room a world of your own. You are the architect of that world. You have changed the ambiance of the room to make it to your own liking and comfort. But at the same time, you want to savor the nature or the world outside. You open the window. Now a sliver of the nature is within your grasp. You… Read More »Window to Vista
The white Pomeranian which was abandoned by its owner and left to fend for itself in the harsh world has once again found an owner. I saw him bathing and combing the dog. The dog also seems to have taken a fancy for the new owner. During the interweening period, it has somehow adjusted with the pariah dogs. This dog is very handsome. In the beginning, street dogs bullied it and there were fierce fights in which it was badly bruised. But slowly the street dogs came to terms with it and it was accepted into their fold. It used… Read More »Lucky Pomeranian
Yes, I am not a Scheherazade, the famous woman teller of never ending stories of ‘Arabian Nights’ who could keep you on the edge of seat and weave a magical tale from the previous tale. She kept her husband prince Shahryar spellbound with a new story every night but never completed it and kept the end for next night to avoid being killed by her husband. The king, in order to listen the climax did not kill her. She told the tales for thousand and one nights. During this period, the prince fell slowly in love with her and revoked his… Read More »I am not a Scheherazade!
It is generally said that change is always for the better. It is a general statement and hence may not be always true or valid for all changes. Sometimes change can disturb your balance with the nature and people and can result in problems and makes you repent your decisions. For example, the weather at the new place may not suit you and you shall not feel in good spirits. Your morale can go down. Sometimes, the people at new place may not turn out to be of your liking and you will feel cut off and isolated like a… Read More »Change is not always for the better
It has been seriously a long while, I have written something in the blog though have wrote many things on the Facebook. Every time, I opened my blog page, I thought of writing something but it seems that some unseen force is holding my hand. Also whatever I have written till date seems all very frivolous when I look back at it. It is just to begin again, I am trying my hand. Sometimes, the life I am leading seems so purposeless. I ask myself is this what you call life. Sometimes feel like running away to somewhere where nary… Read More »So Much Water has flown under the Bridge
It is 05:30 in the morning. Only a few die hard health freaks and those to whom doctors have advised are walking on the peripheral road. Some are going clockwise and other anticlockwise. In the temple, the woman who reads like a parrot from religious book, has not come yet. In the meanwhile, till the woman gets ready for the temple, for the benefit of those who also discharge their duty of genuflecting before the God, the caretakers of the temple start the tape recorder which recites the “Gayatri Mantra”. People come and ring the bells. There are crows which… Read More »All the World is Stage
There he is, standing out like a tree day and night, in the sun and rain, in the winter and autumn. He is bound to the stone and is thus in the shackles. While trees have roots and get nourishment from the earth and grow, he is rootless. He has been turned into a static unlike a dynamic entity he was when he was alive. Birds sit on his head, his shoulders and shit there. A tattered garland made of synthetic flowers and ribbons hangs around his neck. He is so helpless that he can’t even remove that tattered garland… Read More »Oh, Dr. Baba