Push the door

    Many a time in our daily lives , we come across situations where we find ourselves in the latitude of stupidity . We take longer time , disproportionate mental energy , excessive physical strain for simple things . Out of many reasons behind it , an important and a major reason is pushing the door .
   To elucidate it , one example is a viral video where in an individual tries to open the door by pulling it for good amount of time , real hard !  She is still unable to open it . Another person who is passing by just pushes the door instead of pulling it . Tada ! The door opens and how !
   This might seem unrealistic but, it is somewhere very closely related to an attitude. An attitude of inhibiting ourselves from pushing the door . Yes .
    In our lives too , we do the same with the issues we face , keep trying the same time tested methods ! And for sure , we are bound be bitten by despair . We fail to realise that there need to be as many questions as solutions .By now our experience has taught us that life is not as kind as it was in childhood and keeps presenting new issue every other day and we keep facing the same fatigue we had with the earlier ones .
   Perhaps , we need to push the door open real wide and make ourselves more open to ideas ,let the ideas move not only inwards but outwards too thereby leading to a more fulfilling life going forward !

Perpetual futility

   There comes a time when the weapon of independence is added to one's arsenal by his fate . . . the advantages notwithstanding , the real plunder it causes is always given a deaf hearing ! 
  In a life with limitations holding a cross mark in every sphere of thought , our mind tries to get along with it by taming all its wild beasts in the physical form but gets trounced by the ever avenging fate as it fails to manage it's own self. . . 
  It fails to recognize it's own primacy and keeps on pressing on the physical rythms rather than exploring it self.It is evident from the ubiquitous instance when it tries to follow a simple schedule and if it fails the continuity . . it imposes punity and again tries to correct it leading to perpetual futility through tyranny .More over our foolishness gets ridiculed when we fight for democracy our nation when we ourselves are totalitarian !

When the rate of heart beat is greater than the speed of thoughts : 

    Every time I'm forced to look back at the failures I faced , the rate of heart beat rises greater than the speed of my positive thoughts 

    Every time I'm forced by the social networking chaos to look at pictures of the lost love , the rate of heart beat is greater than the speed of hopeful thoughts 

    Every time I receive a call from a friend abroad , the rate of heart beat is greater than the speed of pragmatic thoughts 

    Every time I'm travelling past the memories of the times gone by , the rate of heart beat is greater than the speed of my time 

   

   Heart beat is so paradoxical ,

   Sometimes it is a sign of life , at others it bears the omen of death 

   Sometimes it leads you to prosperity , at others it s a sign of melancholy 

   Sometimes it blooms in the garden of love , at others it bleeds in the memory of it 

   Sometimes it is seen as a symptom of valour , at others it is seen as a symptom of violence 

   Sometimes it is defined by the times , at others it defines time 

   

 Yet it is the same in all of us , humans and animals alike with just a tinge of numerical difference ! 

So let's love our beats as we can either hate it or love it but can never ignore it ! 

   

Wishes of your son :

   Grant me freedom o lord from the shackles of mediocrity, for I feel choked each day when I break them .

  Lift my spirits beyond the erasable lines of farcical prestige ,for they render my life futile each time I pursue them

  Unchain my soul from the impure and the irrelevant ,for many a time they take me far from u and my own self
 
   Throw me into a world where wisdom becomes a reference, for I'm tired of running amid the  rats and into rat holes where I seem too big to fit in and too small to compete .

    Guide me through the inconsistencies of times ,for they sure would make me a better fellow but they do question the path Iam following and in those times all that I need is ur warm guidance.

    Bless me with these wishes sire ,for that is a request not of ur son but a sailor who aspires to be the captain of his fate and a master of his soul desperately fighting the winds crossing him .

Rarest medicine is not indeed the costliest

School days are nostalgic for all and this is one such frame that will be one of the sweetest to recollect! Reasons are many but most prominent of them being the brigade of tiny tots who accompanied us and from whom the results of sharing will be the sweetest of all the rest.
  Those were the days when friendship was contingent on a Natraj pencil and a dairy milk had the potential of changing animosity to amiability. . . a wailing friend always found a companion ! ;) The complaints ever limited to the cheetos and a camlin penpencil (whose only purpose was to draw attention) .
  Life has evolved ever since. .  Not much in contrast from the kindergarten days , our mind still resonates with people/incidents with the same response . . .Though covert many a times, benevolence  is still prevalent at some corner of every evil heart. .
   Society has defined many dark emotions from the times immemorial and pride is the gem of them! Pride in itself has the covert nicotine effect and inevitability is it's nature . . .
  Then why not draw it with benevolence . . 

" Benevolence of any degree is the best source of making the heart smile !!"
 
   Let us compete in sharing, not earning  ,and create a win-win situation ,which sadly is contended to just business, and compare happiness indices and not accumulation indices as The most most rarest medicine need not necessarily be the costliest !

Travails of an insomniac

   Some events don't have a start or an end, they just occur . Like sleepless nights . You don't know if they started previous night or the same night . Nevertheless it pushes us into a maze of memories . A maze of conflicts .
   One such conflict is between one's desires and aspirations . Desire of sexual gratification along with an aspiration to crack one of the worlds toughest examinations . Can both go together . . Seemingly impossible . It might be as obvious as the colour of milk .But in between the extremities of such desires and aspirations , where does the individual lie ?  Especially when time adds spice to this predicament ?
    Answers to this range from a wide variety of atheistic personality management to spiritual bachelorhood to motivational interactions . What if we hit a plateau  ?  Everything's seeming banal ?  Having tried almost all of those , I am still found wanting . . Amidst the chaos of one's mind , only one thing is audible and that is adapt or perish and I choose to adapt . May be one has not got a certain answer yet , but surely has at least regained the forgotten spirits which led him to this predicament !