What is the way to know the value of something and know the intrinsic meaning of why like should not get converted into craze. I like Basundhi a lot, my dad says," No rice from tomorrow". Only basundhi.. I am more than happy with his offer.. But as i said in my earlier posts, perhaps enjoying is leading to endjoying. So perhaps as the axiom goes," TMTB- Too Much is Too Bad". As always i am able to see the worst part now. I happened to eat loads of basundi for a day and the other day too, thinking on the postive side, i thought nobody gets rice and i get basundhi. racha!!. the third day as Kota Srinivas Rao in Money movie says," Started trouble. Same card, Names change", same thing i did too. I too thought enough of basundhi and changed back to rice and nice awakai. Figuratively, if we understand the other way, too much of happiness and too much of despair makes man to shift his options and go to something different where he thinks he can be satisfied or something. If for a case, i am made to eat basundhi even if i dont like to. The problem is i dont have an option. In this case if u r made to live between people whom u dont like or something and yet living between them is a sort of test for u.. There are two ways of dealing. Rebel or sustain. Both has growth. You rebel, you come out with your opinions and your talk and get a clarification about what he wants and what you are. The other way is a little tricky. The more u sustain, something like plastic deformation occurs there in your thought process and then U CHANGE. You become silent, you lose taste, You lose the vigour and start to listen and inquire rather than enquire about you. This is the point where u get a lot to think about something that is real and not superficial. While i see the style quotient of the car, you see the mileage. You run, i run sideways to see you that nothign happens to you, You eat, i see nothing falls down. You act, i watch. This is something GOD might be. He is nothing but a silent watcher. As Einstein says," Dont say what GOD should do". Many a oberservation says that if a person is silent most of the times, it means he is ignorant and does not know answers. sometimes like wild card entries there are some people who remain silent , observe and go off and at the end they add lot of value rather than others who talk lot. So not all the times being expressive pays off ans sometimes keeping to one self makes you comprehend a feeling. You are sad, You are homesick, You long or cling to something. Do u think this is the end of the emotion. Is despair the end result of anything. It is not. Anything should bring about a change and emotions bring about a change and change of emotion cannot be defined as a change as such.
When people lose big time, when come tell he never had "luck", He never had good friends with him, he never had good food, most people of this category turn silent and they often talk qualitatively rather than quantitatively and these people are declared "Low". They react to hardly anything, choise is a joke for them and they often avoid groups and gangs. Likes of Ayn Rand rather than a harry potter book. A NatGeo or History Channel documentary rather than a Mtv Roadies. These people cannot be categorized as people who are aloof but care more than usual, but the irony of the fact is when they care more than others, they are not expressive and dont expect much. Yet their words add so much value and weight that they dont remember what they said and rather wil u forget either.
A Story i have been telling to a many but never forget:
Me and my friend were walking on the shores of a beach. I see down on the sand and see there are four foot prints on the sand. I walk along. I am so happy in my life and i see down in the sands again. I see four foot prints. I am happy than my friend is there with me while i am happy to share with me.. I go into deep problems and agony and i still walk on the sands. I close my eyes in despair. I look back. I see when i was in agony, only two foot prints were there instead of four. I cry and i feel i am alone in this world and all friends are with me when i have money. I call back my friend when i happy over again and i ask him why he wasnt there with me when i was sad. He says, "Yes, there were two foot prints. Those were mine. I lifted you when u were in troubles and dint make u feel anything pain." Was i melted more than ever.!!!
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