Sunday, December 7, 2008

It’s all about the Sugar

The last couple of days have been pretty heavy, turbulent, I must admit.

Milk!!! Let us look at this peculiar white liquid considered by most especially in India as the Mecca of strength and nutrition. Let’s take a closer look at it. A substance that is provided by a mother, even father in some cases, with the sole aim of providing the necessary nutrition to an infant - a brand new form of life.

Nutrition apart it is used for worship, raw material for various food preparations, etc. etc. It’s such a peaceful liquid so soothing so still, unless brought to boil.
BUT!!! BUT!!! What happens to this same liquid when it curdles - got spoilt, as we so say???? Toxic and not smooth anymore, this sick yellow substance becomes harmful to any and all. It disgusts, sends one grabbing one's nose.

However, the story does not end here...Oh my God you mean there is more???? Yes, indeed a lot more...Add a bit of sugar, and flavour if desired, and heat it till it dries up and you get one of the tastiest and most yummy sweets...

LIFE, I have realised is just like this milk my friend. We all start of life at a very peaceful, innocent pace completely untouched by this world and its ilk’s. Enough has been written about the trials and trivials of life and hence would not go down that boring lane once again. We all have our own struggles and battles to fight but the point is that we all have that moment in life that leads us to that curdling, we just need to know where to get that sugar from, not complain and complain and complain. Snap! that’s it, it’s so simple...I can find the sugar...no sweat...I’ll have a drink, I’ll go shopping, I’ll live life up!!

It is not about blaming the world for your ill’s...it’s not about the politicians, the terrorists or anything else. Escape routes, for redeeming ourselves of our own failure and frustrations, that’s all they are...

Meaning!!! We all need to find our own meaning of life...Back to the very basics of life...
Who am I?? What am I?? Why am I?? What do I want to do?? Where & When can I get fulfilment??

The sugar will sort itself out...

But then again to each his self...

Tuesday, December 2, 2008

We the Mighty

I the mighty always differed
The establishment – People; The other side – Life
Never the pre-conditioned, never the conventional one
I the mighty never feared

Till one day not so long ago I shuddered, I feared
I stared death in its eye and walked away
I thought I had emerged from it till 26/11 devastated
Having learnt to treasure life, I thought I would never fear
But then their brutality, their insanity, their lack of remorse
I feared!!!

But it was not fear; it was something far beyond fear
It was hurt, it was anxiety of not being able to do anything, it was pain
It was pain of the deepest kind, the crippling kind
But what could I do, a mute spectator a hapless bystander
Resolve!!!

Resolve to fight this pain
Resolve to live life free of the pain, the fear, the chains
Thwart the very purpose of their madness
Live life through my purposeful & just deeds and not mere words
Not like the irresponsible socialite, the politician, the fourth estate

They bore, they repel, they disgust
I the mighty will live, I the mighty will soar
I the mighty will roar, I the mighty will cure
I the mighty will know No fear, No pain, Only gain

But dare to imagine the effect if it were not just Me but We
We the mighty will live, We the mighty will soar
We the mighty will roar, We the mighty will cure
We the mighty will know No fear, No pain, Only gain

Obliterate the irresponsible socialite, the politician, the fourth estate,
Obliterate Muslim/Hindu terrorism,
Obliterate Pakistan sponsored terrorism,
Obliterate 9/11, 26/11.....

We the mighty will roar, We the mighty will cure