Monday, August 31, 2009

The Logical Song - Supertramp

When I was young, it seemed that life was so wonderful,a miracle, oh it was beautiful, magical.
And all the birds in the trees, well they’d be singing so happily,joyfully, playfully watching me.
But then they send me away to teach me how to be sensible,logical, responsible, practical.
And they showed me a world where I could be so dependable,clinical, intellectual, cynical.
There are times when all the world’s asleep,the questions run too deep for such a simple man.
Won’t you please, please tell me what we’ve learned I know it sounds absurd but please tell me who I am.
Now watch what you say or they’ll be calling you a radical, liberal, fanatical, criminal.
Won’t you sign up your name. we’d like to feel you’re acceptable, respectable, presentable, a vegetable!
At night, when all the world’s asleep, the questions run so deep for such a simple man.
Won’t you please, please tell me what we’ve learned I know it sounds absurd but please tell me who I am? who I am? who I am?
- Reading of the week, Image from flickr (Angle Conde).

Close up:
"Life's disappointments are harder to take when you don't know any swear words."

Tuesday, August 18, 2009


They loose who are to win,
They win who are to loose.
They forgot who retained,
They retained who forgot.

Close up:
“When my daughter was seven years old, she asked me one day what I did at work. I told her I worked at the college - my job was to teach people how to draw. She stared at me, incredulous, and said, You mean they forget?‟
- Howard Ikemoto (artist and art professor)

Tuesday, August 11, 2009


‘N’ is intelligent and cute and affectionate….and so young (Naturally at my age my other single friends seem sOoOo young…hee hee). I am friends with ‘N’ from past 14 months. I was appointed as mentor to ‘N’ and the friendship strengthened …to amaze me.
I am so very touched with this friendship and innocent liking.
With the extreme gratefulness… I confess … It is Shangri-la !!!
Mmmmmuha to my all friends.
The freedom. The thankfulness for being accepted for whatever load of crap we are.

I met her some three weeks back. While talking to me she cited “This is a new part of my being so far, the situation made me realize my personality consists even this”.
I had a counter thought “I am the joint efforts of everyone - Disarranged - Stochastic - So little in me is original.”

This weird feeling is following me from past 25 years…Then I was 6-7, I wanted to be 16-17, then 26-27 quickly. I awaited the decade ahead, to see if any magic unfolds. However, it never happened though…I am still looking forward to it…
Now I wanna grow 36-37 and reach 46-47 then 56-57 instantly.
To check ..what actually happens after these many countless years to life?
I was in the cafeteria; I saw the printed photo of the 104 year old lady in the news paper.
There I was gazing my stick hands – and envisaged my skin being wrinkled like how the hair irrupts on Jack Nicolson in ‘Woolf’. My imagination continued, Like in the flashback movies, does the surrounding looks yellowish? Have people turned at me as if I have grown to an IT honcho?
NO. Not yet….Wait.
It remains unrevealed, difficult to decipher….Damn, What the hell is going on !?
I remember asking my parents, “Did the darkness have the same color when you guys were young”? They said “Yes”. Dingy Grey.
And I left thinking that the color of the darkness going to change….So, I have to stop getting scared of darkness.
Time tells everything, but I want time to tell me everything - Now, Right here – Right Now.
It’s very important to keep on living to see what happens at last !! :-)
My borrowed wisdom is not going to work. We have to sit and make our own mistakes to figure that out.
I am indeed impatient.

Close up:
"Philosophy is what losers use to pretend that losing doesn’t matter"
~Radhika Jha