Here and There

When you are far away from home
And the people you used to love and hold
Calm and serenity, you they evade
Your heart feels cut off and cheated
From the generous shower of love
Kindness and care of your kindred
It is definitely heart rending
But then,
Sometimes the bonds have to be broken
Times like these have to happen
For our minds they sharpen
And wisdom they give
Even courage and confidence to live
No matter where you are
You do not have to worry or fear
Because someone is gonna be there always
Through happiness and pain
Through thick and thin
Truly my dear

Of life and death

Live life as it comes
Because no one ever knows
Whether or not tomorrow comes
The line is very thin and taut
Between the day and night
Of our miserable lives and death
And no one can ever visualize
When, where and how the state of demise
Will, and inevitably this, arise
But in the unavoidable event of this
When I can no longer see the light of another day
Or admire another clear blue sky
When I can no longer enjoy the quiet of the night
Or revel in the faint glow of the moonlight
When my heart can beat no more
I always hope to die for a principle

When you meet someone for the first time

When you meet someone for the first time…Think about it, what do u feel? What do u think? What do you say? I am sure for most the answer would be “it depends on the situation” . It may well do but at the same time the easiness to which the reaction supposedly depends on the situation really projects our insecurities. Why do we spend most of our time thinking about what others are thinking about us? Why don’t we ever realise that other people are busy thinking about what we are thinking about them? Why does the situation dictate how we are going to react to a stranger?  I am sure you are not reading my article because you are so eager to answer annoying philosophical questions. Therefore, I will give you my theory and maybe you can prove or disprove or otherwise just leave it alone.  My theory is that we are so insecure because we live in an age where instincts have been reduced to “vibes”. I am sure when Homo habilis was still kicking, he didn’t have the word “vibes” in his dictionary. Read More »

Nice To Meet You…I think…

When you meet someone for the first time…Think about it, what do u feel? What do u think? What do you say? I am sure for most the answer would be “it depends on the situation” . It may well do but at the same time, the easiness to which the reaction supposedly depends on the situation really projects our insecurities. Why do we spend most of our time thinking about what others are thinking about us? Why don’t we ever realize that other people are busy thinking about what we are thinking about them? Why does the situation dictate how we are going to react to a stranger?

I am sure you are not reading my article because you are so eager to answer annoying philosophical questions. Therefore, I will give you my theory and maybe you can prove, disprove, or otherwise just leave it alone.

My theory is that we are so insecure because we live in an age where instincts have been reduced to “vibes.” I am sure when Homo habilis was still kicking, he did not have the word “vibes” in his dictionary. Hell, he did not even have a language to explain his reactions to the occasional stone ager he came across. He just knew by instinct whether the newest acquaintance was friend or foe, I mean back then I don’t think there were fake friends..or as we call them nowadays, backstabbing bastards.

Why am I going back so far? I should just talk about our brothers and sisters in the wild. The king lion, the venomous (apparently conniving) snake and the amazing insects. They live through instinct ( although that’s what they probably say about human beings) They know when to stop and when to run without wondering if they are making a mistake because they trust their instinct.

Human beings are crippled by the second thought, which I like referring to as “Doubting Thy Inborn Instinct”-DTII (I know. It will never catch on). We are constantly battling our inner intuition commonly referred to as gut feeling. We never know when the feeling is right or when its subject to our own irrational fears.

Our collective instinct is ultimately compromised that way. And therefore, don’t wonder why the guy sitting next to you on the bus did not answer you when you commented about the weather. You started a battle inside the poor guy when you turned to him with a smile. He is wondering if he should just agree with you about the nice spring weather and then go back to his iPod or psp, or whether he should pre-empt an annoying conversation with an overfriendly passenger for the rest of the journey by pretending he did not hear you.

As we grow older, the overwhelming internal battle intensifies and we find ourselves so isolated, as we no longer are able to make simple acquaintances. We look for a motive behind every move and the deceit behind every smile. Many times, we may have missed on rare chances to make great long-term relationships, but also at times, we could have saved ourselves from unbearable grief. And just as our fellow animals in the wild, we are not always right and we may live to regret the best of chances we missed, but so far, we have managed to keep our heads on our necks and I guess that is the ultimate triumph. Don’t you think?…

Happy

He no longer holds my hands

At times quietly offering comfort

He no longer listens to my command

Trailing behind me, resolving my torts

 

He no longer walks me home during late nights

No longer bridge himself on the corner of my lips

I can no longer speak of my darkest sights

Blame my raucous behaviours on the eclipse

 

My once precious friend has turned into my foe

Ignoring my pleas and never-ending tears

Laughing giddily and pushing my woe

Leaving me with my shadows and fears

 

He no longer sings me fast to sleep

No longer sweep the mess of my broken heart

No longer taps my shoulder while I endlessly weep

He longer resides in me; we are apart.