somebody mailed this to me...and i found it to be so very true...and i guess its the right time to share it
The following is the philosophy of Charles Schultz, the creator of the "Peanuts" comic strip. You don't have to actually answer the questions. Just read the e-mail straight through, and you'll get the point.
1. Name the five wealthiest people in the world.
2. Name the last five Heisman trophy winners.
3. Name the last five winners of the Miss America Contest.
4. Name ten people who have won the Nobel or Pulitzer Prize.
5. Name the last half dozen Academy Award winners for best actor and actress.
6. Name the last decade's worth of World Series winners.
How did you do?
The point is, none of us remember the headliners of yesterday. They are not second-rate achievers. They are the best in their fields. But the applause dies. Awards tarnish. Achievements are forgotten. Accolades and certificates are buried with their owners.
Here's another quiz. See how you do on this one:
1. List a few teachers who aided your journey through school.
2. Name three friends who have helped you through a difficult time.
3. Name five people who have taught you something worthwhile.
4. Think of a few people who have made you feel appreciated and special.
5. Think of five people you enjoy spending time with.
Easier?
I love this!
The lesson: The people who make a difference in your life are NOT the ones with the most credentials, the most money, or the most awards. They are the ones who care.
Share this with those who have made a difference in your life.
I just did!
"Don't worry about the world coming to an end today.
It's already tomorrow in Australia."
( Charles Schultz )
Where The Mind Is Without Fear...
No longer to be poisoned by civilization, he flees and walks alone upon the land to become…Lost In The Wild…
- Christopher Johnson McCandeless
I certainly ain't lost in the wild…but, you must be wondering why I am quoting these lines…you must be thinking, its perhaps another of his joyless psychoanalysis about life… another punch of frustration over the system and life…
Naaahhh!! Not this time...Because this time I am feeling free…yes, there’s a sense of brutal independence and liberty in my veins and heart…and its perhaps for the first time in my life..
Last few days of my life have been quite lonesome and empty…spending the myriad hours of my life lying over my bed thinking and feeling absolutely nothing but the emptiness and the numbness that surrounds me every fucking second…and…and it’s a pure bliss…yup, it’s a pure bliss being cut down from the world…and the sickening bondages of life….
I have totally cut down myself from this so called real world…I have stopped making or receiving calls…no orkutting…no facebook…no texting…nothing…I have abandoned almost everything that links me to the outside world…
And what comes after this, is a feeling of utter independence…a sense of realism…a feeling which only a free man can feel…a man free from the social chains…free from bondages…free from civilization…free from money and power…free from the daily bullshits that binds every social animal…
Yes, it’s a sense of complete self involvement…where I am my only best friend…it’s a sense of utopia…and a sense of complete fearlessness…
I feel so complete…I can now listen to every sound that I never even bothered listening to before…like sound of rain drops falling on roof… sound of mournful cold December winds…sound of nature…sound of my own footsteps…sound of my heartbeat beating against my chest…sound of silence…and the sound which I missed the most…sound of my inner self…sound of my own soul that I always ignored, complaining of noise…
Books, blanket, music and my guitar…its all I have by my side…its all I need… may be I am sounding like dick right now to most of you… but its hard to explain what I feel now…and it’s even hard to explain what I see now…
I dunno for how long I would be this way…coz someday or the other I’ll have return to this bitchy world again and wear those social chain as ornaments of civilization…
Honestly speaking I don’t give a shit…that’s for the time to decide….
I dunno much about happiness or how one should live his life…but what I do know now, is that there is a sense of happiness in emptiness…a sense of fulfillment…and I also know now, how important it is for a man to feel free…to break free from the crowd and feel his individual self…to find himself at lest once in the crowd…at least once in his lifetime…
YELLOW!!!!
I dunno why it always happens with me…every year I hav to go thru some kinda physical and mental torture (apart from the heart breaks)… first it was the Appendix operation in ’05, then it was kidney stone in ’06…then jaundice + typhoid in ’07 and its jaundice again in ’09…
Really pisses me off…and makes me wonder if am I jinxed or what!!! I don’t smoke…I don’t drink…(o.k may be sometimes, in fact rarely)…I am not a drug addict…I usually eat home made food…and am still a virgin…(WTF, what the hell virginity has got to do with it)… then why its only me being punished for sins I haven’t committed…why does it always rain on me…
But I am not gonna give up…no! I wont…I’ll fight, even if it means fighting till my last breath (which I feel is not too far away, the way am going)…I am gonna live up to the every challenge that life throws on to my face…yeah, c’mon hit me!!! I am ready…
Aur waise bhi I guess I am being to pessimist… life sucks but it aint that bad…they say every cloud has a silver lining and even though am not able figure out the silver lining…lets not loose hope…I guess now I hav an excuse if I get poor marks in the internals…
And for all of my faithful readers…just pray for that I get well soon…
p.s: This winter is going to be the coldest one… and the loneliest one.
...that thing called LOVE
Just watched Titanic n its strange that even after so many years (I watched it after almost 6 years or so) the post movie feeling remains the same…I can still feel those goose bumps on my hand …and it makes me wonder if love’s such a beautiful thing that its worth dying for???
Hmmmm….How can a single soul like me know the answer to that question…
May be I should look back at my life to know the answer to that…it might open some windows…
O.k., even though my life sucks… I (am trying to) love it… n it ain’t that bad either, believe me…I mean even though I don’t have a large circle of friends (metropolitans may have millions of people to boast of but its hard to fetch a single good friend)…even though my college life sucks…even though my luck never seem to favor me…still, life ain’t that bad… perhaps coz now I don’t complain being alone…or perhaps coz I have no one to complain…or perhaps coz now I’ve started to enjoy the loneliness and the emptiness within me… I am single and I love it…its good to have no burden of relationships…
BUT BUT BUT…
It doesn’t really mean that I never think about ‘em…Sometimes I do think about relationships and how they work… sometimes I do wonder if I’ll have to spend the rest of my life like this…like a lonely broken hearted soul…or if I ‘d ever feel the warmth of love… I do think about these stuffs, perhaps in my moments of loneliness and emptiness…yeah, that’s when I feel free from the otherwise bondages of life…
I haven’t really been into any kinda relationship… not even a brief one…(let alone a serious one)…well, that’s coz I chose it to be that way…(or perhaps my life chose me to be that way)…whatever, but sometimes my loneliness kills me…
The winter mornings of Delhi seems even more chilling when I wake up in the morning and realize that that still there’s no one to hold my hand…no one to share my feelings with…and no one to rest my heads upon…I look at my empty eyes in the mirror and see how shallow I have become…how tiresome I feel…and I wonder if its coz of my loveless life!!! (or maybe I should stop watching late night movies…lol)
Anyways, I have felt love…perhaps more than once n I know how beautiful it is…people do all kinda crazy stuffs n suddenly this bitchy world starts seeming like a paradise…love is like a drug…perhaps the most psychedelic stuff created by the nature ever… in fact the most dangerous intoxicant…but intoxicants have hangover…n the hangover of love is the worst one…believe me…it’s the worst one…
Once its gone, the world which seemed so pretty…so beautiful… starts seeming like a hell…it becomes even more bitchy…u want to run, u want to scream, u want to bleed, u want to cry…u want to DIE…
Sure I experienced love…but they have all been one sided…(for more info, read my blog DECEMBER LOVE)…so I don’t really have the idea about how it actually feels like when there is love from both the sides… but according to my experiences, if things don’t work out well in this case...the result turn out to be even more disastrous than in the first case (one sided love)…
So, what is love!!! A life saving drug or a life killing drug…
Maybe, I’ll have to wait for my own experience…
p.s: fuck!! When will the December rain fall on me ;)
p.p.s: I guess I should stop watching romantic tragedies…they make me sick…
thank you....
oh!! am in love with this song...its so beautiful...n specially the lyrics...its amaaaaaazing!!!!!!!
check it out...
My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why
I got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window
and I can't see at all
And even if I could it'd all be grey,
but your picture on my wall
It reminds me that it's not so bad,
it's not so bad
I drank too much last night, got bills to pay,
my head just feels in pain
I missed the bus and there'll be hell today,
I'm late for work again
And even if I'm there, they'll all imply
that I might not last the day
And then you call me and it's not so bad,
it's not so bad and
Push the door, I'm home at last
and I'm soaking through and through
Then you hand me a towel
and all I see is you
And even if my house falls down,
I wouldn't have a clue
Because you're near me and
I want to thank you
for giving me the best day of my life
Oh just to be with you
is having the best day of my life
NO DIRECTION HOME
Disclaimer: I am high on **** and whatsoever is written below is the outcome of my demented cum intoxicated brain… so, please forgive me for being too cynical…
Here we go….
What’s the point in living life when life itself doesn’t make sense at all… life…life just sucks…and it sucks until you get used to it...
I don’t understand what the hell life’s all about is!!! I mean….imagine your daily routine...You wake up, you eat, go to office/college, say “hi” to people who don’t even bother to reply back, curse your colleague, criticize management, have sex, go back to sleep and wake up next day with the same moron routine waiting in front of you…ah!! The banality of life kills me...
People say they love, they care and they say they are your friend…but sooner or later you realize that they just pretend…pretend to be someone else…wearing a façade of happiness all the time to cover up their fucked up life…
People change…the person who once used to be your best friend suddenly starts to seem like a total stranger to you…as if you don’t even know him…and you are left wondering… is it him or you that has changed…
Suddenly you start searching for a deeper meaning of life… you realize the banality of life… you want to get rid of it…and eventually you try to find a parallel universe… sometimes by getting high on any psychedelic stuff that comes your way
You see people around you… pretending to be happy…always carrying that fake satanical smile on their face…pretending that they are far away from the dark realities of life… while actually their life is even more fucked up than yours… and you feel like giving a tight punch right in their face… you feel like screaming and listening to the most heavy metal song… you feel ditched and betrayed by life…and as I said, nothing…nothing make sense… you call for a shot of intoxicant and want to fly as high as possible…
As of now am feeling totally f**kd up and dizzy…A Nirvana song is playing in the background and I wonder if Kurt Cobain also used to think this way… may be he was also too tired of this banality of life… and decided to end it once and for all… perhaps I’ll also end up like Cobain… perhaps I should stop listening to these songs…or perhaps I should sleep now…
Anyways, I must admit that life koi sense banae ya na banae….one thing is for sure that in the end no one dies a virgin…life FU**S us all…
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