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Whats in a dream?

My colleague sent me a new year e-card, wishing me a new year full of a whole lot of things, out of which what struck me was happiness. "Happiness, the kind that you have when your dreams come true." was the wish. True. The happiness you get when your dreams come true is so round, so fulfiling and beautiful. But what about the disappointment when your dreams are shattered? Dreams are His way of showing us something which would grow as a vision (so says my friend - he thinks dreams which would be fulfilled later on are called visions and therefore, only a loser has dreams, the winner always has visions). When we were kids, our dreams, our wishes and fancies knew no bounds and we would crave crazily for even the most unattainable things, which more than once has landed me with disappointment. But we don't care then, we dream, laugh if we get them true, cry if we don't and move on. But the disappointments which surface from our dreams now affect us more. Is it

The highs and lows of love?

Below, I have copied excerpts from my personal notes ( where I used to 'blog in' my thoughts ). This was a piece written with a sudden rush of adrenalin . Most of you could disagree with me in this but this is the very thought which passed my mind that very moment when I barfed it all out from my mind. No offense meant. Dec 17th,2004 Love: That divine feeling which puts you in an ecstasy of needing someone and feeling needed, your world will consist of just the two of you, being happy together, no matter what. Enjoying pain together, no matter what. Tasting life together, no matter what… Complementing each other, complimenting each other, Satisfying egos of each other, no matter what.. Loving the self more,consequently. where you discover things like " your soul " and a mate for it!, whose existences were unknown to you till then! A state where you have a tender heart,a soft heart..soft ONLY for the beloved. Hard elsewhere…So hard that a person with

Musings

I smiled, thinking of the futility of feelings and the futility of analyzing them.. Life is all about this. There is no final destination you’ll reach but the journey is what it is all about. Each person you meet, each incident in ur life would have diffused lots of positive and negative elements into your life. There'd have been lots of people who would have left a lasting impression in your life sometimes by making you happy or sometimes by leaving you hurt or sometimes both . That’s the whole point. Try to imbibe what you think is the best along the path of your journey so that you become one moment richer , or one memory richer(good or bad, you have only gained!), or one scene richer, one feel richer, as you go on along the road ahead. It’s like the road paved with sometimes flowers, sometimes stones, with the scenery around becoming more and more clear as you move on, with each pixel revealing itself with more clarity as you move further. Those pixels which you seek out becom

On Boredom.

Boredom : The other day, I was travelling back home from office in the Wipro bus..Bus journeys to and from office are okay for me. On the way to office , I read something and coming back, I listen to radiocity. Listening to songs while travelling is one thing I just love and so the traffic is okay for me as long as Dorais plays me good music. But then, the same old ad breaks which are not as captivating as the songs or Dorais' voice and his "whippings" helped me fly off and wander across the meadows of my mind. I was just thinking of boredom. Thought quite a lot, felt like writing down, didn't have anything, so typed it into my cell. I had quite a bit of problems trying to archive it as my message memory was getting full.. Thought I can blog it all..and here I am sitting down to copy and paste it. Well, copying is not happening..Its not fun..Well then, I shall put down the gist of what I was thinking.. You know what? no moment in life is similar to any other one.T

The pursuit of Happiness

Many a times, it happens that you might think that something will make you happy and then wait for it, your whole life, sometimes being happy for the thought tht you're going to get what you want and being happy at your own imagination of the prospective happiness and at times, being sad that you have not actually achieved what you wanted so much in life and imagining the depth and darkness of the void it has already created in your life. Probably in the end, when you actually go and achieve it and reach your goal, you might not feel as happy as what your imagination had projected and extrapolated for you. And then there is a blank in front of you. You will want to believe that you are happy; you would not really want to admit it to yourself that your imagination has let you down. Then you come down to reality and settle for the real thing which was waiting for you. And then you realize that happiness does not really have a single dream-like face and associate it with the myriad r

Introduction

My thoughts..aren't they too close to my heart for me to share? Do I not want to relish that secret happiness of smiling at my mind's musings, myself? Don't I want to laugh at something for some reason which only I can understand and only I can enjoy? I was always here somewhere around the corner to see whats happening..Why not make something happen? And here I am! Well, there are so many things so close to your heart and soul that you really can't share. For everything else, there is this blog. :) This blog, a key to my mind, a key to my life!