Yes 'or' No, The duality of mind

I often think about the duality, the concept of duality, the duality of mind and thoughts. A strange yet powerful sign of duality can be seen in the movie ‘’Full Metal Jacket’’ where a soldier kills his enemy while wearing the peace badge in the tragic Vietnam War.

As every coin has two faces and the human brain has been divided into two parts, the left and the right, as the answer to any question can be ‘Yes’ or ‘No’. Thus the phenomenon of duality is agreeable yet erroneous and confusing.

You can be a common man or a superhuman. You can choose to join the crowd or stand on the stage. Be a realist or live in fantasy. Live the life or dare to look beyond it. Options arises everywhere, choices are always delivered, bewildering however.

Making a choice is easy; believing in the chosen one is difficult. But as Morpheus did, anyone can.

So what do we choose if we have the given reality, the life and normal capable actions or believing that anything is possible, to be a superhuman and capable of doing extraordinary actions?

Miracle

I believe in miracles.I build my own land of fantasies.I dream a lot.I even dream in my dreams.
I saw a film in which there's a dialogue: ''There are two kinds of people in this world, one, who believes that everything is a miracle and two, who believes that nothing is miracle.The so called life always forces me to join the people of second kind.But I force myself to join the first one.Even though I would not say that everything that has happened to me is a miracle.I am controversial to myself.But I still believe that most of my life is a miracle and I am waiting for more and better to happen, like my dreams.
I also know that every human around me likes to believe in miracles, I would say, look around.Everything is miracle.
We all create our own miracles.

iPod,iPhone,iPad and iBelieve

Apart from ''iMac'',''iPod'',''iPhone'' and ''iPad'', the charismatic Jobs gave us the tool which is the key of all passionate developments i.e. ''iBelieve''.The iConic hero was and will always be an iNspiration to us.Steve taught us that if we have an idea and a little passion, if we are hungry to chase our dreams then the world will be on our side.

I remember a scene from movie Star Wars episode V i.e.
When Luke fails to lift his spaceship using his Jedi power of telekinesis, but then Master Yoda lifts it, then
Luke skywalker says,"I don't believe it".
Master Yoda calmly replies,"That's why you failed".

Steve followed the same path as Yoda, He believed in his ideas, his innovations, his products.He knew that failure sometimes is inevitable but it is an important lesson and precious gift of life.So like failure the rise is also unstoppable.

Jobs gave us the astonishingly beautiful jewels that every other gadget freak crave to have one.Even I want a ''Macbook air'' and an iPhone.We love them.

But more than that we love our Steve, who inspired us to do what we love.
Believing in our love and passion.
Believing in ourselves.
The greatest product ever created by Jobs, unknowingly though, is ''iBelieve''.
I now believe.
Start believing and always follow your heart.
R.i.P. Steve jobs.

Its always a long time

Writing blogs is not as easy as reading them.Even if you have the penchant for thinking and writing, it doesn't mean you will always be able to transform your ideas and thoughts into beautiful prose's,Keats like poetry or blogs(meaningful/nonsensical).

So apart from the grueling college life,irregular sleeping schedules,reading,hanging outs,gaming and gossiping(etc.,refer to the article-''my varied lyf''),I devote my little time for writing(which is actually once in a blue moon).

Hence its always a long time between my two consecutive blogs.

I feel like writing more but there's always movies in my laptop and friends in my life which consumes my time.And there's always fun element in life in which you get so much involved that you forget everything and just enjoy.
All you readers who wants to write, Go write.

Adamant Hazare and defiant countrymen

'''Yada Yada hi dharmasya glanir bhavati bharata

abhyuthmanam adharmasya tadatmanam srjamy aham''
(Gita, chapter 4, Verse 7)

Literary Translation: Whenever righteousness falls and
unrighteousness grows, the Almighty reveals His
presence! The Supreme though unborn and undying,
becomes manifest in human form to overthrow the forces
of ignorance and selfishness.

The country where corruption is available in every form.From grass root bugs to top corporates drawer, from babus(govt. employees) to politician's white pocket.India, where corruption is perceptible and knocked the doors of every human present.

This inescapable gesture has doomed the the mind of every countrymen(including the people who intentionally/non intentionally choose/forced to be on the corruption circle).The illicit transformation of white money to black money has become our tacit partner in life or more appropriately we are coerced to act the corrupt way. 

The night when we were tired thinking how to curb it, the dawn appeared.The person who believe in the idiom ''There should be no difference between saying and doing'' arrived(I am just remarking the fact that we didn't know Shri Kisan Baburao Hazare aka Anna Hazare before our peaceful protests for Jan lokpal bill, we can blame media for it because he's really a person to be called famous and noted.As he did enormous and unmatched for the country, either his contribution to RTI act or shaping his own village Ralegan siddhi).

A method written and filed long before in 1968 to wipe out corruption and making government more white(The jan lokpal bill) is again flashed to the eyes of people by this very rebellious ex-army personnel Shri Anna Hazare, this time with its intensity at its best.Opting to go with the Gandhian way indeed is sagacious.Hunger strike however is hard for this grand old man, nonetheless he did for his country and the people.

A big slap on the constitution's cheek and distressed head scratching members of the houses is clearly visible with the help of our fantastic media and journalists.The adamant Anna is breaking all the news and sparking fire in every Indian's heart to fight for our right.

The indefinite fast weakened Anna ji's body but cannot touch the determination.The young, the adults & the old, all with ''I am Anna'' badges,caps and raiment along with the waving tricolor and the fire in their eyes are on the roads.Man, women, children, everybody is with Anna.The country for the very first time after the independence is unified, and so the protest continues with some ingenious people who backed Anna by their keen passion and intellectualism namely Arvind Kejariwal,Kiran bedi,Prashant bhushan etc. commonly termed as Team Anna.

The power of people and Anna's mass movement finally bring the govt. to the knees and yielded the much needed.The sense of house agreement for the demanded points of the lokpal bill is believed and acknowledged.Democracy is proved satisfactory.

Anna says, we have won half and still need to go further.Media say its victory with a small 'v'.I say this is just a beginning.

Salute to Shri Anna Hazare, without him this will never be possible.  

                           

                                                  JAI HIND

We came this far, still miles to go

We came this far, still miles to go
Beyond boundaries, beyond imagination
For our country, our motherland
My fellow countrymen,lets shine,lets go.




Be not afraid and stand tall
In every massacre and fall
So no power, no fire can harm us
My fellow countrymen,hand in hand,lets go strong




We stand united,ever and always
Against all evil and devil rays
We fight for the right,night and days
My fellow countrymen,its time to fight.




Oath,with the sand in the hand
To live and die for the motherland
Be a honest citizen and serve
My fellow countrymen,lets believe,nation above all''


                                      JAI HIND

Some contacts are only made with eyes

‘’An eye for an eye makes the whole world blind’’

Excellently quoted by Gandhi ji but more pleasant to be felt. Connecting this extraordinary quote to romanticism, eye contacts are the most appealing things which we can do with our eyes apart from seeing. When you look into someone’s eyes deeply, you are caught into a mystical realm. Sometimes your heart simply like it and just hope that the time shall not pass.

The same just happened to me in a train journey. It started as a normal journey answering the questions asked by several uncles and aunties and after the interrogation session then started the never-ending story class in which they share their interesting true fables of their life like how they stuck in station due to heavy rainfall and how they achieved success in their life. Boring!

I was tired of making my face like a smiley and really exasperated by everyone out their but just then a sweet perfumed breeze flowed in my totally closed compartment. My luck, a totally gorgeous girl with beautiful long hairs was coming towards my birth. I was dumbs trucked, as this is peculiar to me and never did happened too. Knees gone weak, heart’s beating faster but this is no illusion as she said ‘’Hi’’.

That girl’s ‘’hi’’ is enough for me to fall in love. Because I’m a kind of stupid guy who if send four ‘’hello’’ messages to four girls, none of them will reply. So a girls approach towards me is like feeding my hungry heart. I was however hiding my real expression (bursting happiness) and behaving like she’s just another woman i met. Eventually I was trying not to see any controversial body part which could make her feel uncomfortable. So the total focus was on her eyes.

‘’Eyes’’, the second best sense to feel the pleasure after ‘’touch’’. And so I was looking onto her eyes and she’s in mine. We had a great conversation but the best part was the eye contact which we made full on. I was little trembling but controlled myself. I don’t know how she was feeling but I was flattered on her gestures like the way she blinks and eventually keeping her silky hairs behind the ears as they are falling on her wonderful face, I kind of like this actions because it’s an invitation to start flirting.

We smiled, laughed, talked, flirted, attracted, and were infatuated a lot. It’s time now, but universe had already thought of something else, actually it was high time. She said: ’’Hey it’s really too late so I had to go to sleep’’. My heart does not want to let her go but my mouth doesn’t follow any orders of it. And so she left out. Meanwhile I realized that I forgot to ask one thing.

What was her name?

Then I understood why generally people call me stupid. The journey ended and she disappeared. I don’t know who she is and where she is. I had no contacts. I was lost.

But some contacts are only made with eyes. Hope to see those amazing eyes again.

Bye bye beautiful eyes.

Varied life...lyf

My study to have a cool life is so much varied.

Reading books on Indian public administration (rather sleep) along with complicated mechatronics (I am really screwed).

Mastering the art of making perfectly circular chapattis (excluding the beginners luck I bet you won’t get that before practicing for at least 100 times) and how not to cry while cutting onions [ :( ].

Tasting the fire (fire shots) and to feel the satisfactory air (not good for lungs).

Learning how to talk to weird strangers {(some of them are nice, they gave me lift on their vehicles) (i am so mean)} and finding the 101 reasons to talk to cute girls (a need of every not so smart guy like me).

Manipulating ambitions (from less to the most enjoyable one) and inspiring friends that they can achieve anything in their life (totally sarcastically).

Cursing god for the things which i don’t possess (better to be an atheist) and wishing for the most unpractical objects (like Angelina Jolie).

Thinking stuffs for the writing (but ultimately ends up with blank mind) and if I think something by pressurising my small mind, result will be totally non sense and stupendous.

Playing with three naughty kids (who are beating me with any item they got in the hand, is that really called ‘’playing’’) and adapting the smiling face when their parents were telling crucial facts about the children’s

{e.g.: Payal aunty: Hey you know Rhea started eating vegetables but she don’t like sweet things and she started saying papa but not mama and……

Fried me: Really aunty, that’s great…ok aunty…wow aunty….ok…..aunty Rhea is crying (…phew…sigh)}.

Eating various cuisines, I just love food and so I tried a very new section, it’s called animal foods (yup I tasted pedigree, it’s so bad).

Experiment is the key to real wisdom. My biological science experiments are so interesting; it’s been watched and appreciated by many children’s. I just dissected a big green worm or say a very big caterpillar till its death (so much of green fluid came out….that’s sad….but fun).

Head banging in concerts, genre which I feeble understand (I go to metal concerts just to have pain in my neck and back).Actually in my sense metal is just like shouting with music.

And many more things which i can't say publicly.

This is my lyf.

These are the stupid stuffs I do (with intentions and sometimes it just happened), but it’s worth nothing but just happiness. I want to do more new things; I want to climb mountains, play extreme adventure sports, tour de world (for tasting everything), and turn my passions into a reality.

It seems i'm mad.Hope i don't look so.But i love the way i am.

stay mad.