Philosophical Much

Robert Frost once said: Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth; He had a decision to make, one that could change his life forever, one that would make a DIFFERENCE. I too am in a similar dilemma today. It’s not that I haven’t faced dilemmas before of stood at the junction of a fork; it’s just that some decisions matter more than other. I stand at the verge of a decision that would have a hand in molding me and my mind. My pronouncement would be irrevocable just like an arrow that has left its bow. Such judgments can make or break you forever. Both my paths stand in front of me, calling to me, pulling me towards them; but only one can be traversed. It is easier to pick between candies if you already know the flavors, but it’s a different thing altogether when you know of one and are attracted to the other. They say the grass is always greener o...

There has been a lot of awesome  stuff going on with me, of course it didn't come unaccompanied. Troubles are always attached below the happiest of moments just like suckerfish are attached to whales; but they cant really suck the energy or the zest of a whale, then why does an associated grief succeed in sucking out the spirit from some of the biggest moments you thought you could have? Intriguing, isn't it? I have been facing the same turmoil in my life lately. Even after receiving the most awaited news ever, I didnt feel the upliftment and joy I had been expecting along with it. I tried a lot, I pondered over it a lot, I even partied a lot; yet, the feeling of emptiness and the unknown fear refuse to leave me alone and the undying remorse of nothing at all continues to haunt some part of my mind. I gave it a lot of thought and here is what I have concluded: Even if the reason for celebration is mammoth, as per you, it doesn't necessarily mean that it is joyous and b...

Owing to the ongoing turmoils I am battling in my professional life, I was being separated from one thing I love- writing. Being away made me constantly feel the absence of something vital and here I am, as soon I discovered what went missing. Honestly speaking, I don't have much to tell today as the rainbow hasn't been spotted yet; but there is one thing that I truly believe in during these tough times- 'There is always a way'. Though it's not easy to find this way or walk on the thorny path but it is always the best thing to do so. Facing your back to the problems will most definitely make you happy- but for the time being. If you want the boogie man to vanish away forever, you have to face him and your fears. So go ahead and meet head on with those whirling winds as kites always fly against the winds, not with them.

It’s almost farewell now. Three years have passed, and there are barely milestone to cross. It was not long ago before I took this turn in my life’s maze and ended up in yet another one. The paths were as byzantine as life itself with question marks trying to poke me and scratch me at every other veer. Three years back the stretch seemed impossible to cross, the ocean seemed to be whirling and growling, making all possible attempts to keep me at bay. Today, when everything seems to smiling teary smiles at me, waving in awe and grabbing with love; all hurdles look worthwhile, all bruises look like the hands of a goldsmith working on me to transform me into a magnificent and brilliant piece of art. Those hands were of gold and the hammer and mould he used to transform me- for good, he always does stuff for good, it’s we who mix it up with the negativity in our aura and thoughts- were the snags that I faced in the labyrinthine routes that have led me to this milestone in the journey ca...

They say that when you sit with an empty mind, having nothing to do (in my case although it’s when I do nothing even though I have loads), you are bound to get bad and sometimes evil thoughts. I thought why not experiment. For a change, I even turned off the TV while doing nothing and that was when I realized that yes, it’s easier said than done to control your thoughts; but what you can do, is divert them. When I lay there on my couch, thinking, I noticed that little amount of emptiness, if used correctly, can bring you closer to yourself. The alone time I spent with myself helped me recognize me and the elements that constitute my personal biosphere. Each and every movement and sound was making sense, and more than that, cadence. The occasional thumps of the ceiling fan, the constant ticking of the clock, the flowing of the bed sheet under the fan, the reflection of the revolving fan and even my own pulse were making some kind of music. This music somehow felt right. Every cell in...