Recently I was being interviewed (no tech interview )and came an interesting question ,what are the small (gr8) things in ur life?
I closed my eyes and here's the exotic view ......
1. Long drives - Its stuff dreams are made of. A long good stretch of road, good music playing and funk weather. It is a guaranteed chill out plan. ( Late night on wet roads rocks and stop for coffee…agree?)
2. Reading - By myself, next to the window, with a nice cup of coffee on a rainy evening…I am completely at peace, its quality time spent with oneself and just refreshing!
3. Talking to ma, papa, sis, bro and the junta we call friends - Because I think I am addicted to advices and need conversation to thrive. It is important to be connected, to catch up, to hear voices, if I can’t be around physically. It is just a ritual that warms my heart. Even if I have a problem, I might not discuss it directly, but just having a general conversation with someone I love makes me feel better .
4. Sudoku - I judge you if you haven’t tried it. Even more if you don’t like it….just kidding! But seriously, DO IT, already.
5. Taking off - Travel is what keeps some of us sane. Who doesn’t need a break from this big bad bizee city life? I surely do.
6. Home parties - Fine. Go ahead, say I am getting old. A friend who’s really fond of going out said “partying and ‘at home’ don’t go together. What do you do? . I don’t know why partying at home conjures up images of people sitting and hogging ! I love having friends over, its super fun, there is singing, and debating and joking, watching movies, and sometimes falling asleep right there ( guilty as charged). Its more intimiate, there is less noise, you can lie down all evening on the rug if you please ( and admire my pretty paper lamps), you can wear shorts and come, and hell, its way cheaper :P
7. Lazy Sundays - When you wake up only when you damn well feel like it, have a lazy brunch at home or elsewhere, catch a movie or just vegetate in front of the telly all day long…and if someone is around, even better!
8. Cadbury's Dairy milk , a family pack would do :D. Thanks in advance. We love you too ;)
10. The innocent smile of cuteee kids which can turn on your dampened spirits.....
hmm something missing ? ;)
Monday, July 21, 2008
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
Labyrinth of desires....
One's desires in this world are endless, and so seems the world ,"endless". As a desire is fulfilled, another is ready to occupy the vacant state. This is a constant part of life, of consciousness and knowing this, one must choose to be happy in the face of one's desires.
this desire/fulfilment/desire is the constant pulsation of universe, that corresponds with the drawing in and pushing out of the breath.............
is it not???
.....b.....r.....e....a...t....h........e......................................................................
this desire/fulfilment/desire is the constant pulsation of universe, that corresponds with the drawing in and pushing out of the breath.............
is it not???
.....b.....r.....e....a...t....h........e......................................................................
Thursday, July 03, 2008
Virtual Realities !!
We live in a make believe world and work tirelessly to devise new means to facilitate willing suspension of disbelief.
The statement above reeks of complete disdain for everything imaginary. It has a sense of longing for the tangible, a want for the absolute.It hides a fear of getting lost in the mysterious world of unknown images because it is not sure of its own connections with reality, its relationship with its surroundings. I either am or I am not. I either have it or I don’t. I will NOT make myself believe otherwise.
I read an engrossing work of fiction and start imagining myself as the protagonist – one who is wronged and one who now seeks revenge. I give way to my repressed desires of fighting everything evil in my life by juxtaposing the story of the novel in my hand with the screenplay of the drama that is unfolding in my life even as I read along. While busy achieving existential salvation through literary discourse, I tend to conveniently forget that somewhere someone is busy plotting a similar storyline that revolves around that person and me – just that this time, roles have
been reversed, and perspectives have been altered; Voodoo magic?
Occult science? Maybe! Maybe not!!
Make Believe is street magic. Your rational mind eggs you with your every breath to refute the claim that it is for real, for you know that down below, at some incomprehensible level, this is all but a fancy trick performed with the immaculate
perfection of a seasoned professional, live, and in front of a clueless audience. And yet, every physical law that governs this universe, every law that you have ever come to comprehend over time and with experience, urges you to believe, with
axiomatic justification, that what has been demonstrated before you in that indescribable moment in time is nothing but the
truth – absolute and whole!!
Perhaps, what my mind, body and soul seeks in unison and with single-minded obsession is that point in space-time continuum where magic and reality blend seamlessly into an inseparable whole and begin to co-exist; where the all-comprehending rational
faculty of the incomprehensible human mind breaks down and pure reason gives way to unconditional faith and unquestionable belief.It is the confluence of the believable and the unbelievable where believers voluntarily turn into non-believers, and vice versa, with an effortless swish of the invisible magical wand. It is that focal point of the universe where boundaries of reality are fudged,logic becomes fuzzy and you fail to distinguish The Real from The Imaginary.
That, to me, is Make Believe. And that, I believe, is where the world is headed, increasingly!!
signing off
neha !!!!!
The statement above reeks of complete disdain for everything imaginary. It has a sense of longing for the tangible, a want for the absolute.It hides a fear of getting lost in the mysterious world of unknown images because it is not sure of its own connections with reality, its relationship with its surroundings. I either am or I am not. I either have it or I don’t. I will NOT make myself believe otherwise.
I read an engrossing work of fiction and start imagining myself as the protagonist – one who is wronged and one who now seeks revenge. I give way to my repressed desires of fighting everything evil in my life by juxtaposing the story of the novel in my hand with the screenplay of the drama that is unfolding in my life even as I read along. While busy achieving existential salvation through literary discourse, I tend to conveniently forget that somewhere someone is busy plotting a similar storyline that revolves around that person and me – just that this time, roles have
been reversed, and perspectives have been altered; Voodoo magic?
Occult science? Maybe! Maybe not!!
Make Believe is street magic. Your rational mind eggs you with your every breath to refute the claim that it is for real, for you know that down below, at some incomprehensible level, this is all but a fancy trick performed with the immaculate
perfection of a seasoned professional, live, and in front of a clueless audience. And yet, every physical law that governs this universe, every law that you have ever come to comprehend over time and with experience, urges you to believe, with
axiomatic justification, that what has been demonstrated before you in that indescribable moment in time is nothing but the
truth – absolute and whole!!
Perhaps, what my mind, body and soul seeks in unison and with single-minded obsession is that point in space-time continuum where magic and reality blend seamlessly into an inseparable whole and begin to co-exist; where the all-comprehending rational
faculty of the incomprehensible human mind breaks down and pure reason gives way to unconditional faith and unquestionable belief.It is the confluence of the believable and the unbelievable where believers voluntarily turn into non-believers, and vice versa, with an effortless swish of the invisible magical wand. It is that focal point of the universe where boundaries of reality are fudged,logic becomes fuzzy and you fail to distinguish The Real from The Imaginary.
That, to me, is Make Believe. And that, I believe, is where the world is headed, increasingly!!
signing off
neha !!!!!
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