Extreme Rant Vol I Ch 4 ...... Off Beat = My Philosophy rant

The hardest part about writing something, for me, is the beginning... how do i start with what i have to say... so today... i am going to start like this....

Now that that is out of the way :P:P ... I have a philosophy about life (one of my many that is :P:P) ... not life in the sense of 'life' ... but more on our existence.

I believe that each and everything/everybody follows a certain rhythm... everything we do, say, write, see etc.... is all part of a universal groove... for example, this post that i am typing, my fingers, they follow a rhythm, an unavoidable beat. Maybe it is the influence of music on me... but i do sometimes identify the groove.... and it feels so sweet... when everything seems to "fit".... in time, in one voice, in unison....

sometimes we have to just stop... and look around us... it is amazing what we find... i found a beat...

just think about it...

capability rant

theres this emotion... i don't know what to call it... it can best be described as desire, but not quite enough. Admiration? Paradox?

It makes me smile but i know it is not happiness. It makes me sad but i know it is not sadness.

I hate capability.... capability means that you are capable of doing something in the near future, but not exactly at that present moment.... last Wednesday, i had a tennis session. We were made to play matches. I lost all my matches. But i knew that each match i lost... it felt wrong... i knew that i could have won each and every one of those matches, but there was something in me that held me back.

I love the game of tennis... it is my passion... but when i got onto the court that day, i was not comfortable... i was tense... anxious...

Pessimist:
They say failure is the stepping stone to success.... i think that is absolute bull... each time i lose, i feel lost, i have no confidence left in me... how can all that lead me to success??

Optamist:
They say that bouncing back from a failure is a quality found in leaders... Today i will go onto the court again... make it my domain.... and i will hunt. come failure, come success... i don't care anymore.... i will play my heart out.

ARJUN!

this one is just for YOU Arjun

Extreme Rant Vol I Ch 3 ...... Thoughtful rant

i like to think of Dubai as my home. i like to think that this place comforts me. But there is always a feeling of deep emptiness within me.

I think it has something to do with the immense abundance of date palm trees. Somehow the date palm just doesn't have the same majesty of a much more symbolic tree like the great Banyan. Life and energy always seems to surround the Banyan... Children siting on the high branch of the tree... talking about what they want to be when they grow up.... most of them want to be cricketers.

I miss climbing a tree...

i miss cycling on my Philips just for fun, the ups and downs in the streets of Delhi being my race track, and the wind my rival... I miss sitting in front of my dadima's house on stones that i had painted red years ago with paint that i had made myself, eating freshly cut mangoes, talking with my neighbours... I miss flying a kite... i miss walking down to the marketplace to buy milk that is sold in packets and not bottles... I miss reading mystery books and munching on a packet of Peppy chips.

Peppy chips... *mmmmmmmm*

The Camp

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