It's sometimes better to shut your eyes , specially when you cannot come to a conclusion and that dilemma is making you hate yourself , for not being strong ( shall i say that?) to make a decision.
Its time to take a chill.
Close your eyes.
Tell someone to look at your situation and advice.
The distant stand.
It seems to work.
It sometimes is the most intelligent decision.
But then why do i feel that it's not my decision. I know the advice was sound , perfect , yet there is this inhibition to move forward with it.
I think its time for a nap.
Saturday, August 30
Monday, August 25
An Open Road
I am always reminded of this when someone asks me "So whats up?".
It seems such a ritualistic question which either leaves me wondering about it or respond a "not much".
It's something i don't know where i have seen , if i have seen that is. Yet i see it clearly.
It's some vintage car , running in a desert. A straight black road. Straight. There is no sun, but there is some light. The more it moves on , the straighter the road becomes , but never to see an end. Just a straight black road , with no-one around , not even the sun nor the wind , with the sand just still. The stillness on the road is not disturbed for there are no passer-by's. No honking nothing.
And on the other side, and while typing this , I remember the old saying , "the grass is always greener on the other side ", there is a boulevard , and there is traffic as well , and there are people looking at each other. And there is the breeze and the spring or the rain sometimes . One can't listen anything on the road that runs parallel and yet one can see , sometimes that is , when one wants to that there is activity there.And he feels a little too alone. For no matter how fast he tries to drive , the road seems endless , no milestones as well. Just him and the road. An open road.
It seems such a ritualistic question which either leaves me wondering about it or respond a "not much".
It's something i don't know where i have seen , if i have seen that is. Yet i see it clearly.
It's some vintage car , running in a desert. A straight black road. Straight. There is no sun, but there is some light. The more it moves on , the straighter the road becomes , but never to see an end. Just a straight black road , with no-one around , not even the sun nor the wind , with the sand just still. The stillness on the road is not disturbed for there are no passer-by's. No honking nothing.
And on the other side, and while typing this , I remember the old saying , "the grass is always greener on the other side ", there is a boulevard , and there is traffic as well , and there are people looking at each other. And there is the breeze and the spring or the rain sometimes . One can't listen anything on the road that runs parallel and yet one can see , sometimes that is , when one wants to that there is activity there.And he feels a little too alone. For no matter how fast he tries to drive , the road seems endless , no milestones as well. Just him and the road. An open road.
Tuesday, August 19
The KungFu Panda
I have been with people who live in their past. They are basking in the glory of the sun which has long been set.It is not that they are oblivious to it , rather they know that their time is seeping away and will continue to do so, seep seep and then stagnate , yet they let it be.
They have forgotten for they have failed to realize their own self for they have not achieved anything new,the reason being that they have failed to make an effort. They could , for they had deserved their glorifying acts , they still can , yet they don't. they won't rather.
There is some kind of an inhibition in them, an inhibition( or may be a fear) that makes them forget their real selves , deteriorating from what they were meant to be. To them their future seems bleak , lost in the darkness of their inhibition which has let their sun set in reality , which they cannot see with the closed eyes they have started to look at this world with.
I saw The Kung Fu Panda yesterday and was touched by this quote which I dedicate to all the people who live behind those closed eyes:
"Yesterday is the past
Tomorrow is the future.
Today is a gift.
That is why it is called the present."
They have forgotten for they have failed to realize their own self for they have not achieved anything new,the reason being that they have failed to make an effort. They could , for they had deserved their glorifying acts , they still can , yet they don't. they won't rather.
There is some kind of an inhibition in them, an inhibition( or may be a fear) that makes them forget their real selves , deteriorating from what they were meant to be. To them their future seems bleak , lost in the darkness of their inhibition which has let their sun set in reality , which they cannot see with the closed eyes they have started to look at this world with.
I saw The Kung Fu Panda yesterday and was touched by this quote which I dedicate to all the people who live behind those closed eyes:
"Yesterday is the past
Tomorrow is the future.
Today is a gift.
That is why it is called the present."
Sunday, August 3
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