The whole of today i sat and lazed around....actually, that's not true :) ...we had a pooja in the house for which i had to wake up at 8.30 in the morning on sunday to go and pick up the pundits (the religious ones) ...if only i could've slept beyond 9am on one day - but that was not to be...
When i brought them home - after finding out the pooja will go on for approximately 3 hours - i got to know that i can only eat - AFTER - the pooja is finished! ...so i had a glass of doodh, had a bath and settled into the background listening to the pujaris recite the shlokas...i must say, it was one've the most beautiful pooja's i've seen with the little 'temple' looking even more beautiful at the end of the pooja, than it did at the beginning...
Later, once everything was done and i had 'ceremoniously' enough decided to pig out on the delicious food - chole and aloo mutter and puri and paneer - i melted into my comfy bed to lie back and watch Mel Gibson's 'Apocalypto'. It couldn't have been more visually far removed from the days proceedings up until then.
Quite a gruesome film - but gripping. Very well made. Very real. Almost expected of a Mel Gibson epic. A must watch.
The icing on the cake, however, was the conversation i had at the day's end.
10.45 - and i get a call asking to be called to the rescue of a famished stomach, so i rightfully answer the call. Since i'm not in the mood to drive very far, i direct the aforementioned famished stomach to a coffee day barely 5 minutes from my humble abode - and i live on Sarjapur road. (No - it's not a village, even if they speak a different language here)
We had some chai - rather i had chai and watched brownies and ice cream being devoured only to be told, "I'm still hungry". So i guided the (still) aforementioned famished stomach to the Empire in Koramangala and we eventually ended up eating at Desmonds next door.
Where i realized the value of good conversation...and how much of a difference it makes in my life at this point in time.
Another friend of mine said to me earlier in the evening, "As far as your relationships go, you'll only find what you're looking for - or where your mind is at this point in your life. Your life is just a physical manifestation of your thoughts. If you think you have to go through a journey of pain to eventually realize or find the person that you're going to end up with - then that's what will happen. As opposed to you just being in a place where that person will find you - or you'll find that person."
And as i said to the my famished friend over dinner, "Life is just as simple as you want it to be or as complicated as you make it out to be."
....and in talking to her i realized how much i've been looking for the right things in the wrong place...following which she rightly pointed out that i could also be looking for 'the wrong things in the right place'.
:)
...which could possibly be true...
Conversations are always a precursor to great friendships - i believe. And it doesn't always have to be good or great conversation either. With the aforementioned famished stomach (hehe) i didn't believe it would go beyond the first conversation...but fate had other plans.
Great conversations can be as fulfilling as a delicious meal, or coffee on a rainy day, or making love....don't ever miss out on the opportunity of having a quick chat with someone on the subway or down the hallway...you never know where it might lead to.
What a morning man...
Last evening i was chatting with a friend of mine about people in India. She's very Indian, but lived in the U.S. for a while now so has this American twang lol ...but apart from that, she was telling me about this 'look' that people here have about themselves. The locals...the people on the streets...at bus stations...the pan walla....
I knew what she was talking about...as in, i could maybe imagine it...from having seen foreigners talk about it on tv shows and documentaries....discovery channel types...and at the same time i realized - how long it had been since i'd just looked.....at people....with no judgement and evaluation...not expectation....no...nothing....
Just looked at them...
Cuz they're like ants everywhere...you take them for granted and don't look twice. And yet - do you know how resilient ants are? I mean - i could spend (not hours) but a fair bit of time...just looking at them....how they follow each other...how they work together to build a little ant hill....and how - if you break it down - the next day, you'll already see them starting over again...
People are like that. Resilient. Adventurous. Looking....always...
Sometimes into the distance...sometimes at some strange map they don't understand - asking people that pass them by on the street, "Excuse me, where does this come?" ...and they help each other...talk to each other...are kind to each other...
Another thing we talked about was travelling on buses...hehe...reminded me of the time in college when i used to take the bus to college...and the many many times i'd get onto the double decker with my tatha in bombay...just for the adventure...and i'd insist on sitting on the deck above (otherwise what's the point of travelling in a double decker no?)...was so much fun...
I miss those times...
So...this morning as i drove out've home on my wat to a meeting...first thing - i got stuck in a jam. No morning is complete without those ofcourse...then slowly as the traffic moved on...i noticed a Hanuman temple....with this huugee 30ft high hanuman outside the temple.....then a shop next to the temple on the main road with this old man selling 'pooja samagri'...and prayer beads amongst other things...
I looked at a family walking towards the bus stop...I looked at people trying to cross the street...most of them were frowning - cuz of the sun :) ....but suddenly it struck me what my friend was talking about....these people didn't have a 'pinched' look...a look of constant stress and worry...they were doing what they were doing - then and there. Crossing the road.....praying at the temple....just standing and thinking....they were doing what they were doing - then and there in that moment. Or atleast seemed to be.
I've seen corporate heads, families and even individuals - how they're so lost in themselves..in their stress....in the lives they're just trying to cope with - and not just living. The seemingly scary part is that, i think i fall into that category too...a lot of the time...
I have learned to ease up....but what is easing up - just not thinking so much...it so simple a concept...
After driving through the little india that i was taking note of...i walked into the 'modern' india that most people believe it to be. A corporate meeting at Accenture where i spent 45 mins listening to 7 people - three in Bangalore - one in his office somewhere - one on the road in Gurgaon and one in Delhi - talk about how 5 words needed to be phrased differently and the photographs that needed to be changed, by doing a photoshoot (a fact that's been established 3 days ago). In a nutshell, the whole thing could've been fixed on within 10 mins - but it took 45 mins...with 'patch this one in' - 'is he at his desk' - 'acha rahul, ur still travelling' - 'hahaha we'll get you to model'
It was almost bizarre.
And then i drove back - and my entiiiiiireeeeee morning has gone in just navigating through traffic - watching 'little' india and getting bored by 'big' india. Was strange.
Anyway, still have the rest of the day to go. Lets see what it brings. And what the next airing of the show brings with it too ;)
lol
I'm sitting in this government office cuz there'ssome land deal happening...all the men here look like they've been cloned. All are wearing light colored shirts - blue, grey or dull brown and dark colored trousers - black, olive green or maroon. Ofcourse, you do have the govinda hopeful with a pink shirt and sap green trousers with a blue handkerchief for good measure.
And I just finished signing about 30 different sheets of paper andrealized by the end of it that I don't have the most efficient signature. In that, it looks fancy and all (lol) but by the 12th signature, my 'K' started looking like a 'B' and my twirl over the 't' had become a straight line.
All these men have such bored, ''i want to fart''expressions under their wannabe handlebar moustaches. In souther india - the 'handle bar' moustache is a prized representation of ones masculinity, it gives men here the, ''i can impregnate a 1000 women'' look, a la Ravanna from the Ramayana.
I always found that very irritating. RavanA, MahabharatA - like some's pinching ur ass just when the last syllable rolls off ur tongue.
Apparently, every person working in this office- down to the pune - gets a percentge out've every deal processed every day, every month, year after year- in this office. Same with the 27 other registration offices across bangalore - and this supposedly goesall the way up to the revenue minister - which in turn probably goes towards the ''party fund''- but not before the minister has done some land grabbing of his own.
Recently, I was at the office of a well known architecture firm and while there, the principle architect was explaining the masterplan of what will be 'Greater Bangalore'. Apparently, while being briefed, they were told to stay away from some major 'plots' in the heart of bangalore - because these are owned by politicians.
I guess you can have a mudslinging match only when you have a lot of mud in your own backyard.
Also, government offices are very conducive to sleep. Its just the pace at which everything happens here. Its not that people aren't working - its just mixed with very regular doses of 'idle chatter' which slows down the overall 'efficiency' of the staff. And its a way of working - necessary for this bribe induced lifestyle because you need to make a show of wanting to know the person you're accepting a bribefrom. Same with the next.
Similar logic applieswith prostitution I guess. The woman needs to make the man feel special - even if she might only ever see him for a few hours in her lifetime - he is paying for her service so she has to make him feel he's paying less for what he's actually getting. The same for any service based industry for that matter.
Itwould actually make for an interesting study in how much of our service mannerisms andprotocol has been followed as standardpractice over the last 2000 or 3000 years or even from the origin of the worlds oldest profession.
These government officials are such langoors.I'm sure the word 'langorous' comes from that very inspiration.
At long last, its nice to be out've that office - am now drinking cold tea and reading richard bransons new book while blogging on my phone.
Whatever happened to the days of telephones made of paper cups and strung together by string.
...i love this blog....it lets me be me :) ....sometimes i censor what i write - just from knowing some've the people who read this sometimes....but mostly it's all me...
....sunday mornings have this strange sense of peace about them...god's day off...me sitting at home in my shorts and t-shirt...the dogs lazing about on the bed behind me...
...sitting here, experiencing this feeling is like....y'know what it is? And i've never had this feeling before.....it's as if this is a moment i will think back to sometime in the future and have a feeling of 'deja-vu' about...:) i can't explain it better than that...
....it's just a sense of peace....a peace with being in the place that i'm in at this moment in my life...being at peace with that...it's almost a sense of comfort...
Last night i was talking to a friend and she misunderstood my pointing something out about her as a 'serious discussion' i was having or wanted to have about her....which really wasn't the case :) and thankfully she understood later...but that was also just me being me...a little later we happened to bump into a friend of mine and the two of them had light hearted conversation for a few mins and i asked her if she would rather have that sort of conversation...
Conversations themselves are so multi-dimensional based on a person's mindset at the time....take this conversation for instance. I'm talking to you oh reader :) ....yet you are interpreting my words based on the mindset you are in as you read these words...much the same with as you hear words come out of someone's mouth (as opposed to some other orifice - people do have a tendency of talking through their asses at times!) ....and if there are 5 people reading this article...each of them will have his or her own interpretation based on something as simple as how the day was or how seemingly complex as making a career decision might be and the impact it's having on your life...
Conversation's are open to interpretation in a multitude of ways...all of which are ok. There's no right way or wrong way - it's just your way of interpreting it and it's different from the next person's opinion or interpretation. Same with music. Same with art. Same with theatre. Same with photography. Any form of personal expression is invariably subject to personal opinions as well. Cuz it's all 'personal'.
It's private.
These are my private thoughts that i share here - not knowing who is reading them and thereby what is in turn being interpreted by the same. I take time out, 10 - 15mins...sometimes it takes a few hours to be done with a small piece of writing. Because it's personal.
My life is personal. And a lot in it is private. But trust me when i say - i do share a lot here. A lot that sometimes i don't share anywhere else....or with anyone else. Having said that, there's a side to me that's very private - enough to not be spoken about....written about....expressed about over here. It's only for people who know me personally....in the flesh. To the rest, i'm just a writer. Sharing thoughts about my life.
To those who know me personally - i trust, respect and appreciate having you in my life as much as you've given me this additional space to express a side of me that i might not in person, a lot of the time.
It is testament to the generosity in you as a human being and i'm truly grateful for having you in my life.
Today I caught up with friends of mine from college....friends I hadn't seen in yeeeaarss...(about 3 years actually :)
...it just felt nice to know what they've been upto...how their lives have changed...if life's been good to them / bad to them...it's so important to keep in touch.
One friend was telling us of her 'adventures' in the U.K., where she went to finish her degree...how she'd go and check out all the pubs with her 'white' friends :) ...and working there...and she made enough money to buy herself a laptop and tickets to go back and forth bet Blr and Lndn - twice! All on her own...feels so good to hear that...
Another friend was talking about her adventures in the corporate world and how its been a pain going from job to job...working in small and large companies. Now she's actually working as a writer for a Dubai based company and is paid 'per word' for her work! (methinks m'self could make a little money out of that ;)
...after we were done with coffee and all headed our own respective ways, I called up another friend I hadn't spoken with in a while...meeting up with him tomorrow - then called yet another friend I hadn't spoken to in a few years (girlfriend complication)...gonna 'ketchup' with him tmrw :) ...then called ONE MORE friend hehe (since I was in the groove, thought might as well keep going!) ...who used to work with me...was good...well...just talking to them. Even if I don't end up meeting any of them anytime soon...was just good to speak to them...hear what they've been upto....just keeping in touch.
...while I was thinking of who to call next...while going through my phonebook I realized that there are only so many people i'd like to call or can call...or hehe...can call without any complications later :) ...and that's really ok...but I guess it underlined for me that the few people I have in my life...I'd really like to enjoy their company...keep in touch with them...it's ok if I can't meet some've them, for whatever reason, as much as i'd like to - but the keeping in touch keeps them informed of what's happening in my life. And you make that effort only with people you really care about...whose presence (direct or indirect) makes a difference in your life...and yours in theirs.
Too often we ourselves are guilty of not making an effort - and that effort is what? Just a phonecall...or sms...or email...barely takes 5mins if you just want to say 'hi, sup??' and a few lines after...and yet we don't do that much...why? I guess each one has their own reasons...mostly the reasons aren't really valid :)
In life you meet so many people. People that enrich your life in so many ways...sometimes by way of a great association...business..or a relationship. Even in bad relationships - in hindsight - you've learnt something...whether its to be more loving...or careful...or open...or whatever it is - through every association with another humanbeing....in some way or the other...they're adding something to your life. And too often we're guilty of not seeing that....of disregarding that...of not appreciating that..of undermining its value...why? Cuz we're just to lost in 'our own lives' -not realizing that its these very people - both the active as well as passive associations - that make up 'our lives'. My life.
You can go through life living for yourself...your own needs, wants and desires...you can live an entire lifetime like that. People do. All the time. For me - I can't do that. I'd rather live for someone else than just myself...a lot of the time, I get run over because of this attitude to life - but.....but :) ...the satisfaction you get out of 'doing something right' - and for someone else...Nothing can beat that. Nothing at all. Maybe at some level its a bit selfish - but hey! spreading a little love never hurt nobody!
....I'm sitting at the airport right now and airports are filled with so many moments like this...that have to do with just sharing that love between you and someone else...
''Keep in touch!!''
You hear that so often at an airport (well, even ifyou don't hear it - its said quite a lot!) ...human touch...(love that song) ...contact (was a cool movie haha)
Ketchup! ...was fun today... my brother loves bread and butter ketchup sandwiches
lol ...my 'brand' of humour - hey - atleast it makes people smile :)
...the last couple've months have seen a lot of travel happening...been to masinagudi, pondicherry, bombay and now going to delhi today (just for the day) I'm sure there are others who travel a whole lot more :) but for someone like me, who would probably get out of bangalore once in a few years (if that)...its been a good few months :) ...and there's a week long Goa trip coming up! Plus one more trip elsewhere (before Goa), which hopefully will work out...
Travel is so refreshing...even a short trip out've town gives you a nice 'buzz'...you're relaxed once ur back...things always seem a little clearer when you have a little distance...gives you perspective - travel does.
I remember as kids in Goa, we used to do these weekend trips in this huge tempo traveller (was the hotels) which was so much fun! :)
...I remember once, we were on our way somewhere and as is usually the case :) we were all singing while dad drove...had another family with us...SUDDENLY -there was a huge CRASH!! ...the whole tempo shook and I think everyone was in a slight state of shock for a few seconds - only - nothing had happened to anyone...and the tempo traveller was still travelling along! ..hehe...almost immediately my dad realised that we'd just gone under a railway underbridge and the roof was making a noise - in being so lost in the singing, dad had managed to rip off the entire luggage carrier -right off the roof!! hahaha...we all had a laugh about it :) and fortunately there wasn't anybody driving right behind us...otherwise I doubt there would've been much laughing....
Also remember travelling to delhi alone as a 6yr old......memories you have as a child always bring a smile to ur face...the good ones I.e. :) ...going out've town with family...going on holidays...as kids, my brother and I would go to bombay quite often (mum's parents)...my amma and tatha had lived in the same flat together for a good 45years...mum and mama grew up there...
(im distracted right now cuz this guy sitting behind has been jabbering non-stop for the last 30mins!! Bloody..talk about overdoing the 'hitting on an airhostess' routine!)
.....I'm looking forward to going to goa....riding around on a bike...going to the mapusa market...buying goan chilli sausages....eating pao and chicken curry at some shack on the beach...doing ukemi on the sand (hehehehe)...goa has soooo many fond memories for me...for the whole family actually....infact, that's one've the subjects we love reminscing about as a family...the other is where the family came from (lahore) and the tough times they had during the partition...and my chachas and the family politics :) (no punjabi family is complete without family politics!)...
My dad loves talking about goa...and the times he would actually - physically - work 19 hours a day...and he did that kinda work...with that intensity and stress for a good 3 years...there was a time for about 4 months when my mum would take me to the hotel just to see him......cuz he would come in early in the morning...and then leave before I woke up....I guess these are the kind've memories that you share as a family...the memories that really bind you together...keep you together...
I believe its very very important to spend time together as a family. With the kind of lives we lead - increasingly - we take family and 'home life' for granted. Our own lives become more important. The 'relief' we need and the comfort we get in doing what we want - invariably surpasses and overshadows any sort of 'family time' - even when we know we could make time for it.
Its the same funda with switching jobs - and the rate at which people switch jobs today....its scary. And its convenient. We live in an 'I' age.
15 -20yrs down the line psychologists are going to have to deal with such a mentally fucked up generation. Sooner or later, we'll all end up having to pay for our 'convenient choices' in life.
...looking outside an aircraft window...the world seems to be in suspended animation. Just - still.
I don't know what I'm gonna do when I have to go on a long haul flight. I'll get bored out've my skull in 2 hours flat...
Actually, air journeys are a really nice place to bond with someone....especially if you're with someone you love.
(''Archies - a gift for someone you love'')
I remember when I first started going to archies when they'd opened in Delhi...must've been 8 or 9yrs old...I was so fascinated by the one in GK-II...and then my mami and didi would take us to Wimpy's to have burgers!! Hehehe...and the chicken burgers were really nice ya...pity it never took off in Bangalore...then again, the prospect of eating in a basement was never too enticing.
Bangalore was so different a few years ago...maybe 5 years back...You had KFC for fast food and a few nice restaurants to eat at, plus the hajaaar pubs and ofcourse the 5 stars...and you could put it in a nutshell - like that.
Today....well...'spoilt for choice' is putting it mildly. Infact, now we have a different kind've problem. Because there are so many restaurants atleast - in going out to some new place ur hoping you get to eat some good food, cuz you could very easily get to eat some rubbish food and get saddled with a fat bill just the same!
....in about an hour and a half - i'll have gotten out of a real fight...with a few bruises to show for it....I'm nervous...
And a little scared.
...how do you prepare yourself for death...
Do you prepare yourself for death?
The last time I was in an aircraft I wrote an entire bit about death and to everyone that I loved...
My mum is convinced I have the most morbid thoughts :) hehe...I guess thinking about death and all isn't something people are meant to do in the conventional perception of that line of thinking...or the conventional thinking about that line of thinking...
We've just landed in Delhi...on our way to Taj Mansingh...a hotel my parents had worked in about 20 years ago...
Life's little journeys :) ...and how they refresh you so...
playing in the background...
ever felt like you could see someone for who they really are or could be?...who they're being is just a shell to protect themselves from the fragile self that lies beneath...or maybe it just in your mind...of what you want to see...would like to see...
still...the picture is so clear...
that's the difference in dealing with people as 'possibilities' as against 'probabilities'...more often than not we deal with people at a level where its about 'how predictable they are'...
why...instead of 'why not'
....in slotting people all the time we end up living a 'safe' life where you know how everyone behaves...you want to know...so that the 'fragile person' inside of you is less likely to be found out
...this whole conversation is so 'safe'...and incomplete...
for the first time...I'm not saying what I want to...
i just got back from a night out...one've those 2am posts again...
I like this girl, but barely know her and my friend is in the city for a short while, leaving tomorrow night...
We were supposed to go out and chill someplace...not spend too much...have some good conversation...
That happened in parts....but mostly it was the two of them hitting it off like a house on fire. By the end of the evening, i'd neither had a decent chat, let alone conversation with either him or her....instead they'd hit it off. It felt a little weird, cuz she and i hadn't hit it off like that...maybe i'm imagining it, but the chemistry seemed quite tangible....then again, maybe it was just the 'space' there was - i.e. him knowing i like her(well, sort've), and she knowing that he's a close friend of mine...that just allowed for them to be open and enjoy the conversation they were sharing....and them meeting in bombay or london was just part of the conversation....
...but how do you know.......huh?
...apart from the fact that this has happened to me before....and i've severed ties with friends who've made obvious moves on someone i was dating at that time....i've been guilty of this myself. Of having something on with someone behind a friends back....of dating a girl while she was seeing someone else....of a lot of equally shitty things....
"What goes around...goes around...goes aroun....comes all the way back around...."
Negativity begets negativity....
You reap as you sow...
Life's cycles of karma are very small....you don't necessarily have seven lifetimes to live as penance for your sins...you might pay for your sins in one blink...and hit....moment.
.......i walked into the house and never appreciated the value of unconditional love - more than when two members of our four legged family came to greet me. Their love is so un-conditional....so giving....
I'll pay for my sins in this lifetime. I have a few to pay for - of that much i'm sure.
I just read through some of Geetanjali's writing (typolis.net/bambi).....wow. She is mature beyond her age...but sometimes i wonder if that's a good thing.
Growing up too soon i.e. .....
I know of guys and girls who get into drugs, sex, dating, clubbing - from the age of 14. Fouteen-years-of-age. By the time they're 22-23 - they've lived an entire lifetime....and there's such cynicism....such negativity.....such bitterness towards the world....you'll know what i mean when you meet someone like this - you can feel the 'energy'...or the lack of it....
On the other hand - you have kids reading Ayn Rand and Kahlil Gibran at 15. Plagiarising Gibran's poems and passing them off as their own.
I'm talking about me.
I always wanted to 'appear' as the 'intelligent one'. The one who 'carried the light' lol
:)
Such a fake....i was....i think....am i still fake? Probably....but i'm 'peeling the onion'.
Learning something new about yourself....or acknowledge something about yourself is like peeling an onion. Sometimes it smells....sometimes it makes you cry...sometimes its tasty when you cook it with something....gives it flavor...........ok, the onion logic kinda didn't work there :)
There's no point trying to grow up too soon. Realization dawns on you when it has to - it's taken me about 10years extra to realize this.
Imagine what i might've been like...if i'd just let myself be...
Trying to be someone else is almost like messing with nature. You're not allowing for your natural growth to happen....take place - you're stifling it by the should and should nots of life. I know i'm making sense at some level.
But its a journey each one has to take on his/her own.
Went to the 'Russell Peters' show last night. Overall, i think i was a bit let down; especially cuz you build him up so much in ur head.
Before i got to the show, a friend of mine told me about how he has 'gone green' the Oscar way! i.e. he's basically recycling his jokes...and if you've seen the shows on the internet, you'll know what i mean.
Standard formula - he made fun of George Bush; made fun of the chinese and Indians and how both can never work together. Generally made fun of a few people in the audience...brought up the story about how hairy he was and how hairy Indians are in general - which led to some hairbrained wisecracks.
Overall, a bit disappointing. That's not to say i didn't laugh - its still quite a skill to crack the same jokes and make people laugh everytime. But you could tell that he was trying really hard - cuz there were atleast a coupl've times when there was this deathly silence......more than a coupl've 'pregnant pauses'.
Felt a little sorry for him :) by the end of it - it almost seemed like he wanted to go off stage. ...entertaining overall....but i've had better. lol
Then went out to dinner with a friend of mine to this really nice restaurant called '3 Storys'. The name is quite literal - it's a 3 storeyed place; serving the most yummy coastal food.
They have a cross section of mangalorean, goan..what else...arrey....'coastal' food, you get what i mean. The piri piri prawns were yummmyy....and the fried fish was just divine. That was the starters. Goes really well with a fresh lime soda.
Then for main course we had aapams (which were cold - having the kitchen on the ground floor and being served on the 3rd floor is a bit impractical at times), iddiappams, some egg parotha, mutton stew and chicken xacuti. The Xacuti was a bit salty and the stew a bit sweet...i didn't mind the stew but didn't much care for the xacuti and appams.
So bottomline being - great place for starters and the terrace is the ideal place for a party for about 25 - 30 ppl. For those familiar with bangalore - this is where the old sunny's used to be. They have a really nice non-veg (lunch) fish thali for about 120 bucks; served in a white thali and white katoris...nice place to have a business lunch. Overall a 3 out've 5.
What made the dinner nicer, was the company ;) Was catching up with an old friend after a while....she was busy telling me about her friends and this major dinner she went to recently. Somewhere along the way we got talking about marriage and she started telling me about how she knew exactly what her life was going to be, given her background.
She knew the kind of family she would get married into, what kind of a lifestyle she would have - and if things were messed up by the time she hit 40 and her parents were 60 - they really wouldn't be able to do much. And then she told me something a friend of her's said to her recently.
"Why would you chose a path if you knew how the story ends? Why would you not do something different?"
..........and that made soo much sense......
So often - we know exactly how something is going to be, how things will work out....and even if we know that it isn't a rosy picture - we resign ourselves to 'fate'. When it isn't about fate. It's about 'choice'. And 'choices' that you make.
Ok, simple example - there must've been some reason why someone went beyond a 'x' and 'y' axis - to create or discover or come up with the idea of a 'z' axis?
Maybe he wasn't getting what he wanted. Maybe he needed to innovate to get a different answer....and innovating to get that answer meant - looking in a different direction.
Sometimes it's just that simple. Sometimes it isn't. But everytime - there's a 'choice' to be made. A 'choice' that might lead to 'knowing' - or getting to a point of 'knowing'....but first traversing the 'unknown'. And so often we make choices that keep us in the realm of the 'knowing' and the 'comfortable'...just to avoid discomfort....or being in a space of vulnerability. I know all this is so general....but maybe we generalize too much in our lives.
Maybe this 'generalization' of things is what stops us from getting 'specific' about what we want out of life. 'Herd-Mentality'.
.....I enjoyed dinner....nice evening overall; dropped her home and headed back myself. Got into a good discipline (atleast over the last 2 days), since writing that speech on Insomnia :) I make sure i'm in bed by 12 and up by 6 - 6:30. You really don't need more sleep - and i get to spend a little time with the folks before heading off to work.
If there's anything that isn't working in your life - i've found that the reason for that not working is invariably a distance or tension or problem at home. So spending even 5 or 10mins with mum or dad in the morning can make a huuuuugee difference - to them, even if you don't see it for yourself.
:)
