Key To My Life

An interesting read. I admire his writing style and choice of words. The book encourages arguments in the reader's mind for and against the idea being debated. It helps you ask more questions to yourself and understand the God in you a little better and be one level stronger, spiritually. Technically, the book is not so much of an attack on the God hypothesis as it is on religion. Calling the book God Delusion may not be acceptable for people who believe in God but take the religious beliefs with a pinch of salt. Labelling God a delusion, for the flaws of religious beliefs is like saying patriotism is a vice because they cause wars.( Interestingly countries are virtual constructs too.) He argues desperately for the non existence of God and speaks against agnostic views and that seemed to me to be fanatic. He has not been successful in convincing the reader that he is not a fanatic in forcing his theory to people who do not believe in it. The argument against the existence o...

A point in life when I want some updates. to tell others. about my life. Life is interesting and happy but lack updates. Come to think of it, everyone needs updates to balance their serotonin levels. Shopping is a temporary update for some. Facebook is the most useful update-creator these days. People get a missing tooth feeling once hooked on to it and constantly refresh for updates. Life is interesting, a lot of things to know about. A lot of books to be read, a lot of people to meet. However, sometimes you feel the significance of updates in people's lives changes. Therefore I find it difficult to sometimes catch up with an old friend. I know my thoughts have changed. I don't read fiction any more. I would never have thought that I would stop findign reading fiction interesting. I was never that type! But then, it happenned.. Thus, this makeover in my blog.

You are the poem I forgot to write, You are the song I tried to sing, You are my voice which never came out You are the tune I dont have notes for. You are my dream, you are my pain. You are the full moon behind the clouds. You are my dream which never came true You are the corner of my heart in my loneliness. You are the reason I smile to myself You are the soul of my sigh. You are the breath I took in You are the air that I couldnt exhale. You are the sleep I never slept through. You are the soft breeze which blows on my wounded heart and makes me feel the intense pain. You are my child which was stillborn. Y ou are the feather that turned me on But you flew away before the ecstasy.

Back in my first year of engineering, there was some sort of college tech fest going on, in which my answers in a questionnaire in some stall stamped me to be too spiritual for my age. I was depressed and unhappy with the results then. I sometimes listen to Gita saransh with my father, that really is an eye opener. These talks-they always make me think, they make me question myself and my own beliefs. The tryst with these spiritual ideas made me move on from a confused theist to an agnostic to an atheist to a state where I am not sure what I am. God is like the thread in a garland of flowers. Each one of us is the flower, each one of us have God within ourselves. The flowers get spoiled in a day; life is that short, but the thread remains, it does not go down with the flower. Flowers get pulled off the thread and some dry up but the thread is in tact. This thread is what they call God. I still do not understand why w e should worship it. Worshiping is probably jus t a means to get to...

Reality check: Its very important in life. Do a reality check every once in awhile to be down on earth from that beautiful cloud numbered nine. Yes, do fly high up there and enjoy life but dnt forget the reality check, otherwise, you might once just fall down from the heights and the impact wil be huge.

( Written in Fall, 2007, Boise, Idaho,US) Life looks so much better with the fall colors around. The fallen leaves make the streets look beautiful, like the pretty girl with her hair left carelessly open and the wind playing with it. The trees which make Fall beautiful, they are so exquisite. They are red, orange,yellow and lo, I see the greens too. But these arent the lush green "greens" . They are the evergreen greens, which sadly arent so beautifully green. I suddenly felt thtat they almost spoilt the view. But they took me deep into thinking about the highs and lows of life. There would come a time down the lane where these "full-of-life"trees would shed all the leaves and look barren and make the place look depressing. The corpses of these trees are like the low times in life. Even while they embrace death, they do celebrate. But then whn everything is cold and freezing and dead, the evergreens are still green, they still stand tall amongst all the dead t...

DisneyLand must have been a dream come true to many people. But when I stepped in, I felt that this was a stale dream which was coming true. I would hav enjoyed it so much more if I had gone there as a child. There was but another dream which was coming true, which I enjoyed nevertheless-Going places with my friends. We had a perfect holiday, going wild in the roller coasters and having fun roaming about, but Disneyland left me thinking that night and the days after . What is the meaning of a dream coming true when it is not the right time or when the right time was long gone.? What is the meaning of working to make your dreams come true if it could just change any moment or gradually over a period of time and then you come to know that all you have planned for wasnt worth all the trouble and was afterall just a silly dream? While looking up at Disney's castle in the wild colors and artificial drops of fire in the sky with the soothing music and the luring voice tellin me t...