Karma ????

How many of us actually believe in the whole concept of Karma ???? Has it just been reduced to a simple phrase to pass off the unexpected/unwanted doings of a person, or is there any more deeper meaning to the whole concept ???

C'on.... the ancient saints and thinkers of India, wouldn't have come up with the concept just for the heck of it right ??? Moreover, when Swji said that "Man is the maker of his Own Destiny", was he in a way referring to this concept ???

Well, i've come to believe in this philosophy to a great extent now..... atleast after what i witnessed today......

A question on my mind, which troubled me for quite some sleepless nights.....Why are some people more richer (Both materialistically, and intellectually) , while some lesser ???? Why are there so many Good people around, equal (if not more) number of so called not-so-good ones ??? Why is there this inherent difference, we find (atleast according to my limited knowledge) only in the Human Beings, and not in any other animal clan ???

After a fun filled evening out with some friends, the sight which brought tears in my eyes was that of an old woman, sitting outside the "Hang Out" wearing a torn sweater, the thin saree covered her fragile head against the drizzle..... her bright eyes looked expectantly at mine (while i so conveniently looked away), she sat with her arms outstretched ........ i would surely have given her a few rupees, if at all i had any low denomination notes in my wallet, all i had was 100 bucks, which i wanted to fill petrol

What have i done to deserve this good a life i have now ?? Am i so worth it ?? I sometimes do genuinely ask...... and wat sort of a life will i get after all the things i've done in this one of mine ????? I dare not know the answer..... unless i still have the opportunity to change the outcome....

Whats troubling me now, and will continue for a while i am sure, is tat i could've used my credit card to fill petrol......

hmmm......

I was feeling hungry and bored too.... so thought of stopping at the Ulsoor lake for some fresh air... she started grumbling the moment we left the place....... and it was then that she snapped !!!!

wat would i do ????

bang in the middle of the road, a few feet away from a busy circle, she refused to move on.... amidst curious eyes staring at us and impatient ppl honking their horns, i tried to tame her and get her to the side of the road, where i could have a look at her and figure out wat the whole fuss was about, guilt of neglecting her all these days hit me hard.......

wat happened later is a looooong story, rather, i had to push her a looooong way to find the nearest mechanic to help me out.......

My only mistake all these days was tat i took her for granted....... I mean, when i cant take a bloddy bike for granted, how can i take a person who lives and breaths and has feelings, for granted ????????

Learnt my lesson the hard way today :)

The Dream......

I once had a dream.....

a dream which seemed so perfect at that time, a dream which a small little part of me somehow thought would become possible some day..... I mean, I know I have it in me to be a part of the Indian Armed Forces ...... rite ????

6 years ago, when i had cleared the NDA exam, little did i know tat i had made a mistake... a mistake coz it still remains in my mind, keeps reminding me tat i might still have a chance..... a chance to wear proudly, the Indian tricolor on my chest......

From getting royally blasted, to being totally encouraged, i've got all sorts of comments and feedbacks, all sorts of gyaan about this dream of mine..... a Dream, which still remains ......

This Independence Day, as i sit back and think, the ghost tries to return.....peeping from within the shadows.... but this time, i am stronger... stronger to face the ghosts of the past.......and ready to embrace the present........

.....with tears in my eyes, I Dream On....... but this time, its about our country....

A new Dream.... A bigger picture..... A soon to be reality !!!!!

Proud to be an INDIAN

The Blame .....

........Tyranny of the outside world ?????


........The shackles of the self-created Misery ?????


Choose yr pick !!!!

2'O Clock....

yeah.. its exctly 2 AM when i start to write this......

and y am i writing ??? i really dunno !!! well, it could be as simple as " I am Bored !!! " or as complicated as trying to find a reason for the sudden feeling of loneliness/loss or watever its called when u get bak home after dropping a couple of friends (to the Airport) u've known for over 5 years.......

Time just flies rite ??? its already an year since i had to go thro the whole ordeal...... friends whom i knew for over 7-8 years, friends whom i've closely bonded for no reason (or a whole lot of reasons).....

ppl who had never ever met before in life, one fine day, decide to join the same coll and course.... marks the beginning of a great friendship..... ppl from whom i've learnt so much in life, have moved on......

Y is it that even though some ppl are not a part of our everyday life, mean so much to us ???

is it jealousy that creeps in, thinking that such good friendship will eventually break apart and those so called friends, will find a new gang of friends and their relationship will blossom, leaving the old one to wither away.....

well..... i am searching for answers.... answers which i dont think i'll ever get........

The Journey or the End ????

What is more important ????

I've come to believe (after gaining a respectable knowledge of life for the past 22 years) that every journey has an end....(reaching the end is a different issue altogether) and the end marks the start of a new journey........

But thinking abt it makes me wonder..... ultimately does the end matter more or the journey (even if the journey doesnt meet the expected end.....where ever it ends.... is the end of the journey.....rite ????) This again raises a question..... are the various journeys interwoven, which makes the demarcation a much more complicated issue or are we just plain blind not to see the simplicity in the whole complicated structure ????

What i am hoping for (and trying to perceive) now is that no matter which of the two is more important, may we all get the strength and the patience to make the journey... and reach a meaningful end.....in the end.....


But... what/where is the END ????

I am left CoNfUsEd !!!!!

Kid on the Skooter.....

8:15 AM... 15 yrs ago, I used to sit behind my dad, hugging his tummy, and be on my way to skool.... knowing that my sis would not let me fall off the skooter even if i fell asleep......

8:15 AM... 15 yrs later, I see a small kid, wearing a monkey cap and a blue sweater (2 sizes too big for him) over the uniform, dozing off to glory, hugging his dad's tummy, under the watchful eyes of his sister sitting behind him......

How life changes !!!!

I would give ANYTHING to go back in time...... if at all it was so easy :)