It said...

it said we are spiritual beings
so there I sat
trying to limber up
taking in deep breaths
I stressed with each breath
and then again maybe it was concentration
flow in and out
to get the rhythm going
who said i had shallow lungs

it said glow with your heart
so there I sat
trying to glow
and go with the flow
quiet down that incessant brainless chatter
it was difficult
cause my head had it own will and ways

it said transcend and start any minute
do something that you love with your heart
so there I sat
trying to wrap my head around rhymes
having read charles bukowski
I agree rhyming is overrated

So now finally
glowing, transcending spirtual being that I am
or almost as close to getting there as I can
there I sat

I like living..

I like living in US. There I have said it, shoot me with your choicest epithets, with your patriotism, with your how can you think like this, with your fill in the blanks. Now calm down and read further if you want to, nobody is holding a gun to your head..

So here are my reasons listed in bullets, coz its been a long time I have used bullets and bullets never go out of fashion, veering very far off from my post now so before further ado..

•I like to walk, I love to walk actually I used to walk quite a lot in India, it always gave me a sense of pride when I could reach anywhere however ridiculous just by walking. But now I cannot walk in India, it’s always either life threatening or heart attack inducing proposition. So unless you are deaf or you love the sound of honks, or your inner physicist wants to find the correlation between time distance and velocity, walking is more like a daredevil sport..
•I like to try different cuisines, being a vegetarian its tough but I am still quite daring and have almost developed an appreciation for cold sandwiches, salads and food.. but to be brutally honest I would prefer ghar ki daal roti anyday
•I like having 24/7 electricity and water, come to think of it did not face any of those issues at home in last couple of visits
•I like having amazing internet speed, damn I get that too at home(meaning India wala ghar) now, yea it does not stream like it does here, but I m rarely online that much there..
•I like visiting museums, beaches, go skiing (at least think abt it), but then again I would prefer any vile entertaining gossip at home and never think about beaches, no wonder people here are obsessed with tmz and I have to resort to reality TV

This list is going downhill so I will repeat again, I like to walk and that’s my reason, even though I drive around all the time and go walk on treadmill at gym.. damn, darn duck it..

When I walked on the surface of Sun

When i walked on the surface of sun
not only was it blazingly hot
not only was it blindingly bright
but much more than that was this pull from inside
the tremendous energy to implode into this singular point
multiple cells merging into one spectacular sight
and within nanoseconds it was all over
life ceased, exploding into infinity
transforming into light

Friends Forever...

Sand dunes besides ocean,
vast never-ending, beautiful and breathtaking,
standing solemn, with a strange song whispering amongst them,
Interested and curious they watched the tides spring,
forward and backward in perpetual rhythm,
neighbors they were with no established boundary line,
sand dunes and ocean were friends of a strange kind,

Nobody ever understood why they were, where they were,
Opposite's in nature was not even the tip of iceberg,
But somehow they worked in established harmony, eons before beginning of time,
With knowing glances and smirks towards anybody trying to figure them out,
promises or no promise's somethings are just meant to be,
sand dunes and ocean will remain friends forever as they always have been..

Precarious situation...

December already ending and no year end speech, blog nothing, I really must be in some mental coma, and the situation must be quite precarious

So that’s the word of the day, that’s the blog for the day and that’s going to be quite something quite sometime soon. So here I go trying to make good on above mentioned stuff.

I have never skied (can u believe that’s the correct spelling as per word I was thinking something more funky like skiied) Anyways so like I was saying I have never skiied, but it must be quite a rush, slipping down a slope, with the only possible breaks being turn and make a diamond sort of, or at least that’s what I have read. The above situation is highly precarious, as a person I m completely aware that I have willfully put myself here. As a sane human being I fail to understand why I do so.

This is coming off as so not there mostly coz I have never skied. So quoting another example, one fine day I was strapped in my friends car, with it hanging precariously hanging (hanging is the keyword here if I have not been emphatic before)over a ditch, when I was certain I have messed up my knee beyond redemption. I am not making any of this up. Now the “friend” told me not to move as it might throw the balance off and I was in the side that was hanging over the ditch it did not sound cool.

So first I put on the seat belt, safety is always first. Next I started calling people, telling them how sorry I was and how bad I have been, retribution, redemption everything same time. And eventually when all done, I was smiling, I wanted to laugh my head out for my genius ness of getting into such situations but that would throw the whole precarious thing a little too far. It did end well, there was a fire brigade, ambulance and cop car. I was not air lifted but I did sign a consent form saying I m declining the ambulance and completely understand if I do enter pearly gates then it was my sole doing.

So any point to this post, actually none for once, so no speech, no spin, no nothing, just a good old life inspired thriller. I guess I just wanted to push the whole precarious thing to see how far I can take it without throwing off the balance. So long and will see you guys in 2009..

The big fat Hypocrite!

I think I will blog today mostly cause its been so long since I have written anything. Not that I don’t have a lot of stuff to write about but mostly cause I m scared I will write too much about stuff I don’t want to write.

So why have I not been writing, I was busy being sucked up in the romantic ways of Edward the vampire, but I do acknowledge I have gotten over his highschool charms. Ohh and the whole holiday season here in US. It reminds me of a simpler time when I did put a sock out in our balcony. Looking back it was neither new nor quite pretty. I ended up loosing it anyways. Who knew who puts actual gifts in them and stuff. I have had a bad history with gifts but that shall be another post on another day. Right now there is a need to vent and vent I shall.

So I started looking up the word hypocrisy and found that original meaning is given as a deficiency in the ability to sift or decide. Therefore basically not sure which side you belong to, the dark sith or the force. It also means a complete contradiction of beliefs and statements fabricated at the spur of moment to support any claim.

I believe all of us are a little bit of hypocrites, whenever it comes to family, personal goals, professional ethics, social codes and moral dilemmas. We rarely like taking sides, the middle ground is always preferable however unbalanced it might be. But we hate to see people around us in the middle, taking the safer route agreeing with the despicable gray rather than choosing a side, more so making us acknowledge the fact that I came here too for the fear of being left alone on a side.

I believe humpty dumpty was a hypocrite too so no wonder he sat on a wall. Finally he had a great fall and nothing could put him back together again. I suppose that’s what happens to big fat hypocrites, they eventually fall from grace and start looking for carpool options. Therefore sincerity and honesty lies in being plain evil or good, hypocrisy or middle ground is simply unacceptable. But then again “Every man alone is sincere. At the entrance of a second person, hypocrisy begins.”

Elevatorz..

Having been at blogspot for this long I have transcended into the know it all, rare, reserved, sporadic writer, yep thats wat I am making up for not writing. So for the lack of anything exciting to write about, I am going to write about elevators. I am laughing just thinking about it. Have I ever mentioned before my thoughts are a single coherent streamlined flow of genius during a spell of boredom. Now that I have praised myself lets start with the elevation.

So this started with the game elevators at which I currently am a bottom dweller. And then all these random thoughts started barging in, Adnan sami’s thodi si to lift dila de, to my brothers childhood dream of becoming a liftman (oopsie did I just reveal something), in his defense that is the closest thing he knew to a rocket scientist at his age so I salute his ambition, not to mention the liftman in our building was a nice guy.

The green person in me along with the supposedly health freak (yea somewhere deep deep inside) always hates using elevators, on the other hand I think escalators are even more wasteful energy wise.. But you are not reading all this for that very blah elevator personal social financial ialisms. So I will get to my regular metapsychospiritual spin on things. Ok I gotto choose first where to go with this, the whole lifes ups and downs-nah done to death, but theres always life beyond the grave, so I will stick with it.

Elevators basically are the fastest, least effort ways to get to destination and who does not like short cuts, not that it’s a bad thing necessarily. Each one of us buying lottery tickets, gambling in vegas, submitting super spammer surveys always hope they strike it rich. But besides that very literal meaning there are many other elevators, mood lifters, the indulgent death by choc varieties, the ambiens of sleepless night, the super cheery understanding always happens for the best spouting friends, all of us have our own…

And then there are the free falling types, when the carefully built house of cards collapses right in front of our eyes. The no fault of yours train journey, the wrong time when they went shopping, the solid real old company we invested in, yep we got on them not knowing the elevator was heading down at a sickening speed. The only consolation is it shall stop even if it crashes, after all its not a space ride with no end in sight…