Musings on a hazy early winter day

Forget whether your one coin will change the life of that person or not. All you need is a big heart and genuine sympathy. A coin given with respect to a fellow human being is far-far more valuable than a hundred rupee bill given with some inhibitions. The lesser fortunate will feel the humanism behind your gesture and reciprocate in equal measure.

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Always there are easiest of routes to the toughest of destinations. Every hard situation has the softest of a solution. So there is no hard problem in the real sense. Our solutions make them so. When in the face of a tough situation blame your solution not the situation.

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If your mind just doesn't see any solution in a difficult phase of life, start with an assumption that things will turn for the better. Then without wasting time and energy on becoming too serious, just put yourself on autopilot. Just allow things to happen to you. Just persist there. At the lowest morsels. It’s a very intelligent universe out there to help you survive and sustain. Look with hope and love into the infinite starlit distances at night. The ‘primordial will’ will reciprocate. You will get rewards as opportunities will grab you slowly, silently without sounding miraculous.

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If you can’t respect other’s thoughts, not a big problem with that. Just slog it out—even egoistically—to prove your point. But never do the same in case of feelings. Respect other’s feelings. There is a big difference between thoughts and feelings. You can trample your fellow human beings’ thoughts. But please spare their feelings. Feelings are sanctimonious. Leave them unstigmatised and pure on the altar of heart.

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In "Animal Farm" the pigs led a coup against humans, driving the humans away. Nothing to do with humans and anything related to them, they declared. The commandment included not to stay in the farmhouse once used by the human owner. Later when the group of pigs, the leaders, shifted to the rooms, their propaganda master said it was more suitable to the dignity of a leader to stay in the comfort of a house. Well, reminds of Kejriwal and his big official bungalow...

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World is just set for fundamental changes. Even birds are taking short-cuts on natural instincts. A dove just picked few sinews to tag them in along the flimsy protection of the money plant clinging to our neem tree. Just 2 ft above the ground, visible to wild cats and humans. Laying two eggs it just flew away not to be seen. I found one egg missing and the other somehow fruitlessly stuck up. We have done irreversible damage to nature and its constituents!

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Among monkeys we grew out of our skin to rule the planet. Among us, now the politicians are just evolving fast as a totally different super-species. Time is not far when they will just stand out as winners at all levels. So fellows join politics. It’s just a matter of making good choice in the scheme of evolution.

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In the traffic chaos a small natural phenomenon crying for attention. Delhi…a congested road…vehicles after vehicles hurtling with noise and exhaust fumes…horns angrily baulked…and a 2 ft road divider. A female dog with tummy full of just-to-be delivered puppies desperately digging a hole to lie down for the moment of creation. The unconcerned world just speeding away. We miss so many misdeeds born of our mindless development.

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Now the dilemma arises. Is it possible to do a good deed in part? Or goodness requires the completion of a cause? Just because most of us are incapable to see through our act of beneficence to its destination, is it justified not to take that littlest of step which might keep the chances still alive for someone in need?

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"When they measured my stature, they failed to measure my heart." NFL veteran Vernon Turner in Option B, on the sports officials' doubts about his suitability for the game given his less than adequate physical attributes. He proved them wrong by not being a product of his DNA. He became a product of his actions. Go within and dab into the innermost reservoirs of your will power. It undoes any evident limitation imposed on the the outer surface of our existence.

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I may not have the genes to be a world champion, but I have the option to act and be a smart, successful, happy, competent, confident and caring human being. And once I do that no reward stays unachievable.

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Majority of our repentances are over the incapability to act in the past, rather than the actions which failed. So think, rethink, discuss with the best person you have around, and then just nail it, act. The burden of regrets becomes lighter in the future.

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The mighty lord whispers in a softest voice,

My son grow thou strongest and sire chances for those without any choice! 

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Though your enemy, I am sweet! 

My neck thus deserves a softer treat!

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You know why people kick a football? Simple, because it reacts and invites more kicky acts! And why people don’t kick a stone? Because it doesn’t react, only your toes get an ache! So fellas become stones, controversies will find you untouchable!

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Random thoughts

Sometimes the godly scheme requires us to swim upstream against the current. Don’t feel bitterness by seeing others floating easily downstream. You the able-bodied have been chosen for the task because you have the muscles in your willpower to go upstream. This selection of yours is the reward in itself.

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Majority of our hits or miss in life are born of what we say instead of what we do.

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Lost in the sweet-sour shades of some pleasantly painful memories, I look back. But the scene left behind by me has been deftly stolen by some winds from the other direction. The stage seems excitedly full of new characters. With a sad smile I turn away and look ahead. Across the sandy veil of dispirited horizon some cool shades are visible. With slow steps I move ahead, hoping for an oasis. Well that’s life fella, we have to set out anyway.

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What is success after all? Is it beating others in their achievements? Or beating others' expectations from you? Or surpassing your own dreams? Or a wispy, pleasant feeling at the day end, 'Fella you have not been a mere weight on earth!'

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Worldwide peace and harmony doesn't need authority, power centers and hegemony to sustain. But the latter--authority, power centers and hegemony--surely need strife, wars, violence and bloodbath to sustain it. Peace has never been the focal point of geostrategists. If it were, most of the issues we are fighting about become redundant by default.

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Life can be a bit good, provided we know to save our goodness from being eaten up to fatten someone's badness.

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Embraced by the pining silence and stillness of these mute hours, my detached self grows more detached and aloof like those misty distances virginally spread out under the star light.

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It's never my, your, his, her, their truth. It's a mysterious point equidistant from all of us.

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This is your day..this sun shines for you, to fill your heart with warmth..hours go calculatedly to manage things in the best manner...this breeze is for you to delicately whisper the best wishes for you...this sky is for you to fly majestically...this cosmos is for you; you are its king!

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Top of Form

The High tide of darkness swallowed the star, and the gloom added to its invisible shades to the distances far.

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Ultimately symbolism is as substantive as the material reality. So if Diwali symbolizes the victory of light over dark, then fellows consider it as effective as your struggle to overcome the bad past, your penance to undo the wrongs you have been doing till now, your efforts to reach the hitherto unsurmounted summits in your life.

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Bad is nothing but less good, just like good is nothing but less bad...duality is an illusion that surfaces at increasing distance from the attritubeless axis, the constant, the unchanged reality. Move inwards...to your constant, to your basic reality. And the dualities vanish and along with them pain and sufferings which we feel through our senses also fly off into the cosmos.

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Someone may not be as bad as he appears, provided we are as good as we consider ourselves to be.

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Victory gives you a trophy, failure gives you a chance to fight for something bigger.

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The smaller the virtual world in your brain, the bigger the standing in the real world.

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Poverty

This one is for those who daily put their physical selves in the furnace to earn survival morsels--the laborers, the beggars, the miserables, the wretched outcasts. Their whole body sheds sweaty tears day in and day out. So the salty sea of miseries pours out through the thick walls of their rough, dirty skin. It rarely finds an outlet through eyes! Why? Because these are glassy hard balls--the fiery pits where dreams, tears, hopes and humanity get burnt incessantly! Plain hunger, of body and mind, in the long term, eats away the emotions, which heart has retained so far as a disguise to satisfy and justify the hunger of both body and mind. Hypocrisy then melts away. They then face the naked truth. They are still the same person in public, but they are even robbed of that justification, that inner solace, which always came handy to clear their fragile conscience. They are then robbed of even the rewards their conscience may provide. And then you survive almost mechanically.

The journey-woman

As you drop your knapsack, like a battle weary soldier easing her of metal armour and weapons, and look at the dreamy destination you have toiled to reach which unfortunately doesn't look the way you expected it. Don't forget this destination whom you find short of expectations at least gave you a journey and made you richer by adding positives to the man and woman in you. Irrespective of destinations, love your journey, for there are no destinations, only journeys. Destinations are the shifting mirages. Reach one, and its latest variant teases you from a distance again, pulling you into an endless pursuit. With biggest uncertainty about its ending, life is naturally supposed to be a journey and its carrier simply a journey-woman. Had it been meant for destinations, the timing of its ending, death, won’t have been the most uncertain thing for each and every being alive out there.

Rabbit, try faking a lion for some time!

A bit of iron talk to test whether it stands or not in comparison to the butter soft approach to life. If living like an iron-masked alert soldier gives you sustained peace, well and good, you may carry on like a hard-fisted maniac. If you find something missing, you will automatically realize the significance of mellow posturing. So to start with the tough tasking.

Life is to be won by wearing the battle shields and arms of cold hard logic and point blank reasoning. You become a soldier. Keep your emotions and sensitivities safely cradled deep in your heart. Don’t wear them on your chest, otherwise some arrow will easily pierce you. So always be predatorily alert to the risks to your interests.

When life screws you up from many angles, and despite best of your efforts, and all the humanly possible tries, you find the situation unchanging, you can still fight for a change! The change in yourself, the carrier of all this unjustified shitty load! You can make yourself physically stronger. And forget about the psychological variants of strength. It is like a person suffering under 100 kg weight. And come whatever may, she cannot unburden herself of this load. What is the option left? It is just to get physically stronger so that it is possible to carry the load. I am talking of plain physical strength. Forget about all other hypothetical versions of strength. Simply believe that physical strength is the prelude to all other concepts of strength. So all you guys and girls, who are undeservedly carrying extra load in life, just sweat it out. Grow strong physically! Then you can even laugh at the weight on you!

But it should not be an alert soldier type all the way. You deserve our airy moments—little-little somersaults, froggy jumps over life's grounded roadblocks, tiny ballooned flights above the frictitious realities on the surface. But we must not forget we are terrestrial beings not the airy angels. So guys ensure that you land rightly on your feet after airy jaunts and not crash-land on you ass.