I had written a blog some time back, and a friend who has started following my blogs recently, started discussing my blog. And the conclusion we came to was, every human being needs a company to live, to survive in life.
Well I met this friend by chance, we spoke by chance and it landed into a unique friendship.This person suddenly pinged me one day saying, “ mujhe aapko kuch sunana hai, whenever you are free tell me, we will catch up.” I became so inquisitive that I gave a call, coming for a coffee? I want the surprise now. And we met, and he introduced me to yaad sheher by nilesh misra.
And whenever I would come home tired and laptop would be given to me by my sister (which is very rare), I listen to yaad sheher.
Today lavi is traveling to Delhi, so laptop is all mine. I started listening to yaad sheher.
And today story was very unique on shayar on call. I used to call a friend shayar on message during my college days, and there was a time when we friends used to talk only in shayari language. Don’t know how they used to be, but it was fun. Professor would be taking class and we would be thinking shayari and typing them. So I wanted to hear this episode of yaad sheher.
So few lines of the episode that made me wonder.
1. Chehre sach kahen na kahe, aawaz sach keh deti(face may lie but voice says the truth)
2. Rishta aawaz ka!koi silsila nahi awaz ke alwa, kal jaane yeh rishta rahe na rahe.(a relationship with voice, and nothing else, and you never know if this will remain after this or not)
3. Phone call jo tanhayi bharte the, wooh ab shor lagne lage the. (A call / voice which used to fulfill the loneliness once, has become noise now)
4. Chale jaane ko kaha, chup chali gayi.(I told her to go, and she went quiet forever)
5. Tum who samundar jo, jisme har sach chupa hai,(you are the sea, which has hidden all the secrets)
6. Pata nahi kisse dhund raha hoon. (I don’t know whom I am searching)
My wandering thoughts on the same :-)
A face may lie but not the voice. What if I haven’t ever seen the person? What do I make out of the voice. And at the times dil aur dimag ke beech ek aise kashmakash hoti hai ki aksar dil jeeta hai, and when the heart wins over the mind, it can sense every word of what a person wants to say even if not said. And even you hate the words, the heart forces you to listen to the voice. Its easier to forget a person’s face, but not the voice, the voice can haunt you in dreams so much that it is difficult to be recalled what it said in dreams unlike a dream with a picture with a series of event in which I can recollect what has happened after what. I used to think it’s the wavelength with the person that brings the comfort level while talking but after hearing to call on shayar, I am wondering it is the wavelength or the voice that makes the difference.
So that means we can say, its not the person to whom relate to but the voice. Well yes I agree to this because at times the excitement in a person triggers my excitement level too and vice versa. So in the beginning what I said we need company or friends to live, to survive, is that company in person or someone to whom we can speak our thoughts. Well I have faced some unique situations in my life, that people may not know what is happening in my life and there would be a person whom I would just pick up the phone, call and tell everything just by saying, don’t give me your comments, let me speak, in the end I will myself find the solutions.
But while doing this, we need to realize that at times the person to whom I spoke to once, may today need me, and that should not be the moment that I should feel his/her voice is a noise. Imagine there was a time, when I spoke, I laughed because I wanted you to laugh, I cried because you cried, I shared your loneliness, although you did share my happiness, but today when I wanted to hear a voice, to change my mood, or share to my mood, I didn’t get the voice that I wanted rather one reluctant response? what would happen then? Then occurs a heart-mind fights and it is sure that mind will win. So contrary, when heart wins, voice and tone and words what’s not said is also understood, but when we don’t get the voice, tone or the words wanted, the mind wins!
And when the series of events has occurred, the voice has given the reluctant response, conveying me to go away from my life, or at times people say it clearly to go away from life and the life which was life for us, leaves us. The voice, which was the life, leaves us.
Then the thought process begins, the words bangs on the head, which were spoken, the tone, the laugh, the cribbing, the crying or whatever it would have been. And I recalled the scene from Dhobi ghat, where the person writes something in the mud and the moment waves come; everything is washed away, yet the waves contains all the secret. And this voice becomes the sea for us.
And finally the voice leaves us. What am I searching in life? The person? The voice? Or the wave? I don’t know what I am searching? Or is it another voice that I am searching for the series of the events to take place? Or am I dreaming just another dream in which I heard a voice, and trying to recall what it said?
Friday, March 25, 2011
Saturday, March 19, 2011
Life has to go on!
I wanted to do some thing new, thought to open my account in twitter, well I guess since the time social networking sites have come, we have switched to next as and when time moves ahead.
During my graduation I joined orkut, believe me first spelling I had typed to search orkut was aurkut, someone spelled that ways I got it half and decided to search. Then I joined facebook in my post graduation, in first year, I didn’t understand wasn’t operating the account much and focus was on orkut, yet I managed to open at times and understand, then as and when all my friends joined facebook, I understood, how it works and it became a daily routine, at times it also was an addiction, I guess addiction to orkut was more, and facebook was just to know what’s happening with friends, but not so keen about things.
Then today when I was going through the tweets learning how twitter works, came across an interesting article, of a person separated from a person very close to her, and how she tries to overcome the person, I guess it was a break up and she tries all possible methods to forget him, wondering why did he leave her. I was really stressed out reading until I read the last line which stated “ he gave me the best gift to me finally, he gifted me to myself” which bought in smiles on my face.
I wonder at times, we get so obsessed with things and people that we tend to forget ourselves, but at the same time, we change ourselves so much for the person that it becomes to find one’s real self after few years of time, the slang’s, the habits, the routine, is all used to according to people that it is difficult to change. I wonder how difficult it is to digest a fact that a person very close to you is dead, as that also ends up all the hopes of going back or getting back the person again in your life.
I have a strong faith in god so everything that I do, I believe “god made me do that”, well that’s a good excuse, but that applicable when good as well as the bad things happens, I can never say I am the reason of it, so I often land up asking god, when people are to be separated, why do they meet in life, when I have to be dead one day, why was I born? When I have to quit some thing, why at the first go, I did it, and not realizing that I cant sustain myself, that’s applicable for a job, for making friends and everything in life.
Often people say “ change is the only constant”, easy to say, difficult to understand, change for good, is acceptable, change for bad is not acceptable, when it had to change, why did it happen is what I wonder. The intensity of the change also makes a bigger difference, there are some changes in life, which is irreversible, and getting adapted to change is another face of concept. Level of adaptability differs from every individual, it easy for a person to break up and say “ I am breaking up” as the person can adapt to the change and accept it as soon as the things happen, but at the same time, it may not be by other person as in the case of the article I read.
But at the same time, positive attitude plays a huge role in lives. Optimism and pessimism, person who breaks up is pessimist, as they are sure that they cant go ahead with this, or rather their pessimistic attitude makes them feel so, and the one deals with it is highly optimistic as they have hopes to build, they search happiness in the broken relationship, remembering the happy memories and time spent together. They have their own expectation; they still want the happiness of the other person, so on and so forth. So I believe who faces the breaks in life has more courage and faith towards life, which will bring them up than those who run away from commitments and responsibilities.
Beyond this all there is another thought that’s going on my mind is, when I have to give my approval for a change to happen, then how do I deal with it. For example, when a person relocates for a job, willingly or due to circumstances, when a person is going to say yes for a person to get married to realizing that one has to spend their lifetime with them, without even knowing how the person will be, when a person has to leave the passion willingly because they want to do it for someone beloved, or when one has to part from another person for the happiness of the person like a mother sends a child to school, knowing the insecurities child will face in school, but she knows its for the child’s life. How do I approve for things, which I don’t want to happen?
So finally three situations arise,
1) Things happen because of someone else
2) Things happened which could not be stopped by anyone but the supreme power
3) Things happened because we approved for it
I believe the worst is the third situation, but as I said in my first paragraph, we have to move on with time, like I changed from orkut to facebook and twitter, I have to move on in life, and I have to approve for things, because life has to go on!!!!
During my graduation I joined orkut, believe me first spelling I had typed to search orkut was aurkut, someone spelled that ways I got it half and decided to search. Then I joined facebook in my post graduation, in first year, I didn’t understand wasn’t operating the account much and focus was on orkut, yet I managed to open at times and understand, then as and when all my friends joined facebook, I understood, how it works and it became a daily routine, at times it also was an addiction, I guess addiction to orkut was more, and facebook was just to know what’s happening with friends, but not so keen about things.
Then today when I was going through the tweets learning how twitter works, came across an interesting article, of a person separated from a person very close to her, and how she tries to overcome the person, I guess it was a break up and she tries all possible methods to forget him, wondering why did he leave her. I was really stressed out reading until I read the last line which stated “ he gave me the best gift to me finally, he gifted me to myself” which bought in smiles on my face.
I wonder at times, we get so obsessed with things and people that we tend to forget ourselves, but at the same time, we change ourselves so much for the person that it becomes to find one’s real self after few years of time, the slang’s, the habits, the routine, is all used to according to people that it is difficult to change. I wonder how difficult it is to digest a fact that a person very close to you is dead, as that also ends up all the hopes of going back or getting back the person again in your life.
I have a strong faith in god so everything that I do, I believe “god made me do that”, well that’s a good excuse, but that applicable when good as well as the bad things happens, I can never say I am the reason of it, so I often land up asking god, when people are to be separated, why do they meet in life, when I have to be dead one day, why was I born? When I have to quit some thing, why at the first go, I did it, and not realizing that I cant sustain myself, that’s applicable for a job, for making friends and everything in life.
Often people say “ change is the only constant”, easy to say, difficult to understand, change for good, is acceptable, change for bad is not acceptable, when it had to change, why did it happen is what I wonder. The intensity of the change also makes a bigger difference, there are some changes in life, which is irreversible, and getting adapted to change is another face of concept. Level of adaptability differs from every individual, it easy for a person to break up and say “ I am breaking up” as the person can adapt to the change and accept it as soon as the things happen, but at the same time, it may not be by other person as in the case of the article I read.
But at the same time, positive attitude plays a huge role in lives. Optimism and pessimism, person who breaks up is pessimist, as they are sure that they cant go ahead with this, or rather their pessimistic attitude makes them feel so, and the one deals with it is highly optimistic as they have hopes to build, they search happiness in the broken relationship, remembering the happy memories and time spent together. They have their own expectation; they still want the happiness of the other person, so on and so forth. So I believe who faces the breaks in life has more courage and faith towards life, which will bring them up than those who run away from commitments and responsibilities.
Beyond this all there is another thought that’s going on my mind is, when I have to give my approval for a change to happen, then how do I deal with it. For example, when a person relocates for a job, willingly or due to circumstances, when a person is going to say yes for a person to get married to realizing that one has to spend their lifetime with them, without even knowing how the person will be, when a person has to leave the passion willingly because they want to do it for someone beloved, or when one has to part from another person for the happiness of the person like a mother sends a child to school, knowing the insecurities child will face in school, but she knows its for the child’s life. How do I approve for things, which I don’t want to happen?
So finally three situations arise,
1) Things happen because of someone else
2) Things happened which could not be stopped by anyone but the supreme power
3) Things happened because we approved for it
I believe the worst is the third situation, but as I said in my first paragraph, we have to move on with time, like I changed from orkut to facebook and twitter, I have to move on in life, and I have to approve for things, because life has to go on!!!!
Saturday, March 12, 2011
One quiet friends (not a spelling error, I mean the title as it is)
I always believed in having a group of friends doing loud fun, but as I was sitting alone today and wondering who would be the best of friends whom I would invite for my marriage-no I am not getting married now, or i should put it this way, people who should be informed to attend my funeral-No i am dying also now:-).
No doubt the gang of loud people(who understands that I am referring to them while reading this, but they ,I guess never read my blogs, as they are focused on doing loud fun always) would come there, yet some silence prevails.
I have decided to mention about those silent friends here in this blog.
LKG,UKG(nursery and pre nursery’s I don’t remember and neither from 1st to third standard)from 3rd standard to 4th I had serious admirers, mostly guys because of the way they played cricket.
From 5th to 6th I had a quiet friend always, kamal K Sharma, whom I used to call Buddu Ram, we used to sit together and our birthdays were special for us, hers was on 8th November. We hardly used to share anything with each other, but she was my friend in need. I don’t know where on this earth she lives now, but I strongly believe, earth is round , and I will meet her one day.
Then from 6th to 8th I had another friend called Sumitha, about her I knew nothing, she also knew about me partially, but she was my benchmate and my friend in need. After that as my memory tells me, she changed the school, however I exactly don’t remember what was the reason.
From 8th to 10th I honestly don’t remember about a friend in need.
I am not talking about my Best friends, but only the quiet friends, whose presence affected my life, valued equally but was never declared in front of the world.
Then in 11th and 12th, there is a slight change, it wasn’t a girl but a guy-Rohit, and another small difference, he never helped me, but I did. He used to copy everything from my practical files, if he reads this, he would fume up, yes Rohit had the valid reasons why I gave him my files, he wasn’t well and was not able to come to school regularly. I don’t know where is Rohit now!
Without diverting from the topic, during my graduation, Neetu, I made it a point that unlike others, I should know where on this earth she is, and even today a message from her brings smile on my face and makes me remember her smiling face. She never knew me or the problems I had in life nor the happiness, but she was always there when I need her. As mentioned in my earlier blogs, I never attended college; I used to call her to get all the detailed information. She shared with me the news without expecting anything from me. I even now don’t know when is her birthday, but she promptly calls me on mine, I know I am very bad, but I also know she understands me that that’s how I am. I still remember a day when I reached college, once in blue moon, we never used to sit together as I was last bencher and she used to sit in between, she told “Sharanya aaj metrics ka mid term test hai”. Marks would be added in finals!my reaction was like “ SHIT”, she understood I will ask her why didn’t you tell me before and before I could ask her she told me “mujhe khud abhi pata chala”, I was like ab kya Karen? She was like “ Next class me hai I will sit with you in last bench and will study in this class.
I was like you are talking about studying in 45 minutes?pehle mujhe subject ka naam and the book bata,that I am supposed to open for it, was my reaction. I always relied on PN Sir ‘s notes (tuition sir because of whom I cleared the Mathematics Honours!) and I never had any books to study during graduation and PN sir used to teach different chapters at different time, as in not related to what is being taught in college. Notes nahi to kuch bhi nahi. Then she made it a point that I sit next to her and I pass in the internal exam, and I did.:-).
Then came my post graduation, I had one loud big gang of friends but had a quiet friend too. Again this time it was not a girl but a guy who was my quiet friend, Gaurav Lavania, when it is a guy I always helped, unusually I was first bencher as I had to be the gold medalist and wanted to be the first one to be placed, because of the guilt of spending lakhs of rupees of my parents. I used to keep talking about Lavanya (My sis) as I used to miss her since she was in hostel for an year for her post graduation, and Gaurav was called Lavania (his surname) and people misinterpreted that I talked about him. I once screamed Gaurav keep away from me or I will call you bhai and on rakhabandhan , after sadhna I am going to tie rakhi in ur hand…yaar I cant tolerate people making fun. And when i think of the reaction i gave him,how kiddish that was, i still am kiddish, thats a different story.I should say his attitude and my sis was so similar, that I missed my sister less, dono(Lavanya and Lavania) tension party the, I guess things changed during second year, we fought, or our Ego’s clashed (but I never had Ego problem) so I can say misunderstandings that without any reasons we both stopped talking or may be we got busy in our own lives.
In second year I got another quiet friend Preeti, our interactions started in the trip to Sringeri, had fought with my loud gang, I wanted a roommate for the trip and so did she, so I was with her. We started talking, and she became my quiet friend, and then her room in hostel was the place where I took the nap after exams as I used to be awake all night at home for the back to back exams and I wanted that an hours nap. I used to admire her self-centered attitude, the confidence and her hardworking nature, which inspired me more in life.
With this my life of college and studies is over and I am still in the process of exploring the corporate world and looking out for that quiet friend…:-)
No doubt the gang of loud people(who understands that I am referring to them while reading this, but they ,I guess never read my blogs, as they are focused on doing loud fun always) would come there, yet some silence prevails.
I have decided to mention about those silent friends here in this blog.
LKG,UKG(nursery and pre nursery’s I don’t remember and neither from 1st to third standard)from 3rd standard to 4th I had serious admirers, mostly guys because of the way they played cricket.
From 5th to 6th I had a quiet friend always, kamal K Sharma, whom I used to call Buddu Ram, we used to sit together and our birthdays were special for us, hers was on 8th November. We hardly used to share anything with each other, but she was my friend in need. I don’t know where on this earth she lives now, but I strongly believe, earth is round , and I will meet her one day.
Then from 6th to 8th I had another friend called Sumitha, about her I knew nothing, she also knew about me partially, but she was my benchmate and my friend in need. After that as my memory tells me, she changed the school, however I exactly don’t remember what was the reason.
From 8th to 10th I honestly don’t remember about a friend in need.
I am not talking about my Best friends, but only the quiet friends, whose presence affected my life, valued equally but was never declared in front of the world.
Then in 11th and 12th, there is a slight change, it wasn’t a girl but a guy-Rohit, and another small difference, he never helped me, but I did. He used to copy everything from my practical files, if he reads this, he would fume up, yes Rohit had the valid reasons why I gave him my files, he wasn’t well and was not able to come to school regularly. I don’t know where is Rohit now!
Without diverting from the topic, during my graduation, Neetu, I made it a point that unlike others, I should know where on this earth she is, and even today a message from her brings smile on my face and makes me remember her smiling face. She never knew me or the problems I had in life nor the happiness, but she was always there when I need her. As mentioned in my earlier blogs, I never attended college; I used to call her to get all the detailed information. She shared with me the news without expecting anything from me. I even now don’t know when is her birthday, but she promptly calls me on mine, I know I am very bad, but I also know she understands me that that’s how I am. I still remember a day when I reached college, once in blue moon, we never used to sit together as I was last bencher and she used to sit in between, she told “Sharanya aaj metrics ka mid term test hai”. Marks would be added in finals!my reaction was like “ SHIT”, she understood I will ask her why didn’t you tell me before and before I could ask her she told me “mujhe khud abhi pata chala”, I was like ab kya Karen? She was like “ Next class me hai I will sit with you in last bench and will study in this class.
I was like you are talking about studying in 45 minutes?pehle mujhe subject ka naam and the book bata,that I am supposed to open for it, was my reaction. I always relied on PN Sir ‘s notes (tuition sir because of whom I cleared the Mathematics Honours!) and I never had any books to study during graduation and PN sir used to teach different chapters at different time, as in not related to what is being taught in college. Notes nahi to kuch bhi nahi. Then she made it a point that I sit next to her and I pass in the internal exam, and I did.:-).
Then came my post graduation, I had one loud big gang of friends but had a quiet friend too. Again this time it was not a girl but a guy who was my quiet friend, Gaurav Lavania, when it is a guy I always helped, unusually I was first bencher as I had to be the gold medalist and wanted to be the first one to be placed, because of the guilt of spending lakhs of rupees of my parents. I used to keep talking about Lavanya (My sis) as I used to miss her since she was in hostel for an year for her post graduation, and Gaurav was called Lavania (his surname) and people misinterpreted that I talked about him. I once screamed Gaurav keep away from me or I will call you bhai and on rakhabandhan , after sadhna I am going to tie rakhi in ur hand…yaar I cant tolerate people making fun. And when i think of the reaction i gave him,how kiddish that was, i still am kiddish, thats a different story.I should say his attitude and my sis was so similar, that I missed my sister less, dono(Lavanya and Lavania) tension party the, I guess things changed during second year, we fought, or our Ego’s clashed (but I never had Ego problem) so I can say misunderstandings that without any reasons we both stopped talking or may be we got busy in our own lives.
In second year I got another quiet friend Preeti, our interactions started in the trip to Sringeri, had fought with my loud gang, I wanted a roommate for the trip and so did she, so I was with her. We started talking, and she became my quiet friend, and then her room in hostel was the place where I took the nap after exams as I used to be awake all night at home for the back to back exams and I wanted that an hours nap. I used to admire her self-centered attitude, the confidence and her hardworking nature, which inspired me more in life.
With this my life of college and studies is over and I am still in the process of exploring the corporate world and looking out for that quiet friend…:-)
Wednesday, March 2, 2011
When a person is lonely, they tend to pick up anything that comes on the way!
Well again I can say the source of my inspiration is from lines of a book of Cecelia Ahern. Not the exact line, but it meant, when a person is lonely, he/she tends to pick up anything that comes on the way.
As usual I am in my own thoughts. I thought about the decisions of my life which I took when I was lonely, lonely cannot be a right word used for me, as I have always been surrounded by my close ones, yet there were times, when I was. And I had to take my own decisions alone, or I was left to take my decisions alone.
No I never picked up things when I was lonely, I kept to myself, I thought a lot, I became frustrated or short tempered , but I just cannot accept anything and everything that comes on my way. Yet I have a reason of picking up things, whether it was my college, my career, my post graduation college, my job or my friends. I take the decisions when I am happy or completely contended in my life. As far as the career, college or life was concerned, it was one way decisions and just my own decisions.
Off late in my life, I was wondering how I could take such a wrong decision. I have never been wrong, trust me, my parents always left me to say a Yes or No or do whatever I wanted to. Not to boast about. It’s not only the trust they had in me that I can never do anything wrong, they also believed my judgment and my decision making skills.
But then I kept asking myself, how did I go wrong this? When did I go wrong, why did I take a wrong decision? I was wondering and as usual, my first and last love answered my question of my life. HOLD ON, DON’T WONDER WHOSE THAT, IT’S NOT WHO, IT’S WHAT AND THAT’S BOOK, NOVEL –MY FIRST AND LAST LOVE! The book of tomorrow- by Cecelia ahern answered my question this time.
When decisions related to people are concerned, we have to make sure that they take their decisions when they are happy, or contended. If people would take their decisions when they are lonely, they would pick anything that comes on their way. But I don’t want to be anything that’s picked on their way, as they are lonely, and because my support would take away the loneliness of person and they would realize that I was anything and everything that they didn’t want and would be thrown away soon or to be decent wouldn’t be bothered or required person on this earth for them.
So I decided, I would accept the decision of a person when they are happy, but yet thoughts don’t end at this. When I am out of the life the person, he again would be lonely and pick anything and everything that’s on their way and they will keep committing this mistake. Well that shouldn’t really bother me or rather it don’t.
Two thoughts crossed across my mind at this time, one was a word from a friend, if they don’t realize, that you were they when they needed someone, they don’t deserve you and another thought a Teacher of mine, if you want to know the real self of a person, pinch him and see how they respond, that is the reality of a person. Well that would mean create some kind of unwanted situation to see how a person responds.
As usual the two thoughts confused me. I was there when a person needed me, but that was a unwanted situation for the person, maybe I didn’t pinch him/her, it was their life that was playing game with them.
So let me try and conclude
1.Person was pinched
2.He/she was not happy / contended in life,
3.They picked everything/anything that came on their way
4.Those decisions taken by an individual when they are not happy are always wrong (according to my theory)
Going back to point number 1, by pinching a person they should reflect their real self by the concept of what my teacher taught me.
So as usual I throw open to you to decide, when a person is unhappy in life, do they make wrong decisions by picking whatever comes on the way, or by my teacher’s concept ,that is their real self , as they are pinched by someone or say the their own life!!!!!
As usual I am in my own thoughts. I thought about the decisions of my life which I took when I was lonely, lonely cannot be a right word used for me, as I have always been surrounded by my close ones, yet there were times, when I was. And I had to take my own decisions alone, or I was left to take my decisions alone.
No I never picked up things when I was lonely, I kept to myself, I thought a lot, I became frustrated or short tempered , but I just cannot accept anything and everything that comes on my way. Yet I have a reason of picking up things, whether it was my college, my career, my post graduation college, my job or my friends. I take the decisions when I am happy or completely contended in my life. As far as the career, college or life was concerned, it was one way decisions and just my own decisions.
Off late in my life, I was wondering how I could take such a wrong decision. I have never been wrong, trust me, my parents always left me to say a Yes or No or do whatever I wanted to. Not to boast about. It’s not only the trust they had in me that I can never do anything wrong, they also believed my judgment and my decision making skills.
But then I kept asking myself, how did I go wrong this? When did I go wrong, why did I take a wrong decision? I was wondering and as usual, my first and last love answered my question of my life. HOLD ON, DON’T WONDER WHOSE THAT, IT’S NOT WHO, IT’S WHAT AND THAT’S BOOK, NOVEL –MY FIRST AND LAST LOVE! The book of tomorrow- by Cecelia ahern answered my question this time.
When decisions related to people are concerned, we have to make sure that they take their decisions when they are happy, or contended. If people would take their decisions when they are lonely, they would pick anything that comes on their way. But I don’t want to be anything that’s picked on their way, as they are lonely, and because my support would take away the loneliness of person and they would realize that I was anything and everything that they didn’t want and would be thrown away soon or to be decent wouldn’t be bothered or required person on this earth for them.
So I decided, I would accept the decision of a person when they are happy, but yet thoughts don’t end at this. When I am out of the life the person, he again would be lonely and pick anything and everything that’s on their way and they will keep committing this mistake. Well that shouldn’t really bother me or rather it don’t.
Two thoughts crossed across my mind at this time, one was a word from a friend, if they don’t realize, that you were they when they needed someone, they don’t deserve you and another thought a Teacher of mine, if you want to know the real self of a person, pinch him and see how they respond, that is the reality of a person. Well that would mean create some kind of unwanted situation to see how a person responds.
As usual the two thoughts confused me. I was there when a person needed me, but that was a unwanted situation for the person, maybe I didn’t pinch him/her, it was their life that was playing game with them.
So let me try and conclude
1.Person was pinched
2.He/she was not happy / contended in life,
3.They picked everything/anything that came on their way
4.Those decisions taken by an individual when they are not happy are always wrong (according to my theory)
Going back to point number 1, by pinching a person they should reflect their real self by the concept of what my teacher taught me.
So as usual I throw open to you to decide, when a person is unhappy in life, do they make wrong decisions by picking whatever comes on the way, or by my teacher’s concept ,that is their real self , as they are pinched by someone or say the their own life!!!!!
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