Friday, October 15, 2010

Go for It

I didn't know how to swim when i was born. I doubt if you did either. In-fact I used to be quite afraid of water. It embarrassed me that my friends could just float when I was holding onto the ground beneath for dear life. I always thought I'd learn one day but it took me quite some time to realize that I can't do that sitting inside my safe, comfortable, familiar room. In-fact I can't learn pretty much anything after a point until I let go the familiarity of sameness, the tranquility of repetition and the protection of my parents. To learn I have to explore unfamiliar grounds and dive into that swimming pool. Its new so it'll be scary, uncomfortable and risky. I might tap the water in anxiety, look around for help, gasp for breath and may be I'll never be able to come out but if I do, if I do survive, if I do hang in there then I WILL know how to swim. The time in that unfamiliar terrain will teach me more than any lecture could, any tutorial would. I can always quote from others' experiences but I can learn only from my own.

I have one life so I'd rather say yes than no, I'd rather move ahead than hold onto my past, I'd rather take that chance than look for excuses to maintain the status quo, I'd rather win the world than live a compromise.

Monday, October 11, 2010

How Pathetic Are We ??

India Booming !
Superpower in the making !
Lucky Youth !

I've had it now. I can't bear this farce which I read in the newspapers, watch on television and hear from the ignorant masses.


sacrificed the best days of school for admission in a good college.
drank cheap liquor and ate shit in the hostel mess hoping one day we'll be on the other side.
were told over and over again that we're destined to be successful.
slogging our ass off on shit that a school kid can do.
pay a fortune for a decent house.


Reality (unless you're born 'prince')

still can't enjoy a Saturday night.
is this success?
now hear lectures on our lifestyle as if we're the spoiled ones.

The Promise
receive rejection letters that say we aren't the 'preferred' caste either.
realize that all those promises were hollow.
now see that this wasn't the right path.

We blindly followed the herd. We lived a lie. We're afraid to break free. And we feel guilty every night about the little fun we had over the weekend.

If this isn't pathetic then what is ?