If any other can excel it, it is by listening to such a disclosure with gratitude and amending the error.
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
One of the surest evidences of friendship that one individual can display to another is telling him gently of a fault.
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
Anilisms
Today I am starting the first ever ‘regular’ posts on this blog. Though the regularity in its periodic sense is not defined. It will be regular in the sense that you may have the privilege to read them here- every now and then. In short- they’ll be chain or a series.
So much for the setting up of the plot. Let’s come to the crux now. What is ‘Anilism’ by the way? Difficult to define- yet I’ll try, haven’t got much choice here, have I? Often in our lives we come across moments, people, events, hardships, emotions, thoughts- anything that leaves a mark on our minds that may convert to ‘learning’. Anilism is not just a school of thought, in fact, is a way of living.
Also, accompanied by some witty statement from the ‘father himself’.
So much for the setting up of the plot. Let’s come to the crux now. What is ‘Anilism’ by the way? Difficult to define- yet I’ll try, haven’t got much choice here, have I? Often in our lives we come across moments, people, events, hardships, emotions, thoughts- anything that leaves a mark on our minds that may convert to ‘learning’. Anilism is not just a school of thought, in fact, is a way of living.
Also, accompanied by some witty statement from the ‘father himself’.
Watch out for the first Anilism in my next post...
Till Later,
Be good.
Thursday, May 15, 2008
The Difference
Money is so cheap! It's quite easy to payback. All you need is a bank account number and one click and you are done!
Had it been somethng else- it might have taken you ages just to think- what, on this earth, can I possibly do to return a favour viz. a shoulder to cry on, a heads up- while you were facing the last ball of the second innings and still needing three runs to win, or may be someone who gave you an ear while you wanted to run away- till the end of the earth or the one who counseled you when you were standing at the edge of the roof of one of the highest buildings in sight, with your hands sweating, heart pounding and head spining.
Now that would be tricky...right!?
Be good.
Relationships
They are such a waste of time! they tire me- draining out all the positive energy from me. Isn't there a way out? Can I avoid them? Wish I could. And there are times when you put in so much and SWOOSH it goes! Why just get into one if this is the way it is supposed to be! Better wait for the one where there is no way back. Like in those puzzle games where the basic condition is that it is compulsary for atleast two people to be onboard at any given point in time.
Ha! Don't people really realize how much the other has done for them! Is it that difficult? I am often blamed to be overdoing it! I mean, appreciating even the smallest, of any, gestures! Sigh...that's me...
Later!
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
Delusion
The past can be terribly deceptive. It’s like an old photograph. You see a smiling face, a loving arm around someone, and your eyes start glistening with unshed tears.I look so happy…Photographs can lie.They’re just images you create.Smiles can be faked.The past can delude.All because you want to believe.
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New
New house, new room."New experience," they said, "learning new things is good."New place, new people.Hellos, goodbyes and high-pitched giggles."Did you just get in? Oh! Me too!"New clothes, new shoes.Itchy new labels and new band-aids on new blisters.I miss Old. I wonder if it misses me too.
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Cigarettes and Love
He smokes Marlboros. The first cigarette she ever smoked was a Benson and Hedges - Special Filter. So was the last. He kissed her after every cigarette. He said he loved the taste of cigarettes and her grape lip balm. He still smokes Marlboros. It probably wouldn't have worked anyway. The brands were all wrong.
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I cross my bridges when I come to them and burn them behind me, for nothing to show for my progress-except the memory of the smell of smoke and a presumption that once my eyes watered.
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