… while coming to office this morning… while cursing myself for being late again… I saw two kids sitting on a road-side iron bench, blissfully basking under the sun… chatting with each other… I wish I could capture them in my camera… but, the moment is still alive!!!
For the last few days, everywhere in news papers and all over the web is filled with news update on Japan’s earth quake. Though I am not so good at being up-to-date with news around, the zist of the story is “Japanese are very well prepared for the disaster. Had it been anywhere else, people would have gone crazy. The calmness and the strengh being shown by Japanese is exemplary.” Read more details here. At this point, it made me wonder… what if there is an earth quake in the place where I live? My immediate worry would be about the home loan. Damn… it would be terrible. All my hard-earned income is tied to one big thing. If that fails, most part of my active life is gone!
When I look back, my domain in pre-job-life is pretty much simple. Few exams to study, few friends, evening walks, and plenty of time for hobbies and random thoughts. Now, it is almost rare to see rising/setting sun. Back there in my hometown, their monthly total budget is just about my monthly food bill. And, they don’t have this 9 to 6 (9?) schedule. Except for electronic gadgets, medical facilities and a feeling of self-reliance… there is literally nothing more to justify this life-style.
Again, it’s all in the perspective!
Maintaining a error-free environment is almost next to impossible. period. Trying to correct someone almost every time they do mistakes is not going to help either person. period. Instead, it is best to accommodate the errors, both others’ and ours, and make it a happy place. period. After all… to err is human and to forgive is divine. Since I can’t be divine, I may try to be a human by accommodating errors :p
At the end of one of the (so-called) busy days, I have shown her picture to K. There was no response. My particular interest in showing this to him was in i)the sheer beauty of the pose ii) the depth of expression on her face and iii) the photographer’s expression about the taking.
Later, when I asked K about the picture he replied “Yes, the picture was good. In fact, so good”. When I kept on praising the beauty (of the picture ;-)) he stopped me with a single sentence “Why do you want to analyse it? It’s simple and just admire it”
PS: Haven’t you seen the picture yet?
If you are predictable, people say “You’re so predictable… it is so easy to deal with you”. But then, it’s a problem to you!
If you do/say anything different from normal, people say “You’re unpredictable… you say something then, and something else now”
The problem is… it always is a problem, if you want to look at it so!!
Every time I listen to the song “Vayyari godaramma”, I think of my childhood where I was bedridden and this song was played from nearly touring talkies!
Almost every Sunday evening reminds me of residential school days where I used to long for my parents’ visit!
Most of the times, the 5-star chacolate takes me to my good old days of Kakinada Polytechnic!
I guess our brain responds strangely to certain things, rather I feel the mapping algorithm is not so efficient!
Somehow, my mind is lingering over the word “departing” today… Life can be viewed as a journey through a network of routes. Every junction represents a new decision/choice we made. Roughness or complexity of the travel in that route, of course, depends on the traffic or fellow travelers (fiends, relatives, colleagues and life partner come into this category) and our ability to manage with them. As long as there is only one route, there is no complexity. Making a choice is a complicated thing, isn’t it? Particularly, when the destination (for life?? silly again) is unknown. Okay… the list of fellow passengers depends on mutual decisions which are, most of the times, not in our control. Granted that, the duration of time a particular fellow passenger (be it your friend, crush, colleague or for that matter even spouse) stays along, is uncertain. If there comes a time where the journey together is no longer possible, both parties knowing the fact that it is imminent. By this time, the journey-together might have added so many events into both the lives. Does departing really require a formal adieu? The best, or perhaps the most cruel way to depart is without saying a word… making it an unfinished journey! What say folks?
PS: On rereading, I felt that above paragraph is looking strange to myself. Uh… I feel like boozing out 😉
I was taking a stroll, on this plane
whose axes are time and memory…
I came to a point, there is this flower,
I said, “hey, I know you. Where have u been all the while?”
It said, “I know you too. I too am taking a stroll just like you!”
I smiled… got a smile back
I thought… what a lovely time it was, and this moment!
And then the time coordinate skipped…
a little too much to take,
and the memory coordinate too…
Looking back, I have no clue how to reach that point again!