The word 'perfect' is a myth....

Why can't we just look at a object and admire it? but no...the moment we see something great and grand in nature...instead of enjoying the moment to the fullest...u start thinking...well everything so calm and perfect here...now that cannot be true...there must be something wrong...we human beings have this nasty ability to to find wrongs in near perfect situations....


so the moment we see sunset...we do not let ourselves enjoy that spectacular view...we think..think and think...and then remember something from our own past...then associate the same with the sunset...find the connection...and get nostalgic...in the process..sunset remains just a view in front of our eyes..whereas we mentally r somewhere else...maybe even watching a sunset in the past :)....take any view...we just do the same...off we go somewhere else..sometimes in the past ...sometimes in the future...but never in that moment...

The thing 'nostalgia' is a very confusing thing in the first place...we just can not categorize it into 'good' or 'bad'....it works like a collage...a lot of emotions of either category interspersed together...but one thing is sure...definitely...most of the times it makes our life miserable...

Music is on my mind...

When someone asks me…what’s my favorite song…I always reply with ‘the one that suits my mood’…and then feel elated for giving such a smart answer for such a ever-asked question…but then at heart I know…I am not a ‘musical’ person…too much of music bores me to death…

..a few days back I was thinking about the kind of songs I prefer…the songs that you play for yourself by choice…and the songs that reach your ears out of nowhere…totally unexpected…on the road…in the train…in the bus…when somebody sitting next to us r humming some tune…playing music on their ipods or cells…then sitting in a hotel drinking a cup of coffee…and you get to listen to a song that’s playing in a café…well…I go to a café to read…so most of the times when there’s no much crowd..i ask the staff to tone down the volume to minimum…for gods sake..i want to read…can you please keep that volume down?...u see...i am not a 'musical' person....

...then why do people listen to the songs…well most of them listen to or choose to listen to songs to get their mood right…when they r upset over something…and then they say music is soothing…come to think of it..i choose to do exactly opposite…I choose songs that suit my mood and use it as a companion to go with my mood at that hour…so listening to the music doesn’t really change my mood…it helps me to cope up with it..if sad..i choose a song to go with it…and listen to it..eyes closed…never trying to come out of that mood…guess what…I use music as my company…yes…in that way…music is indeed soothing….

Survival of the fittest

Just a few days back...Saee was doing her homework...she was to name the common birds that we normally see around and paste the pictures of the same in the scrapbook....
Me: crow, pigeon...sparrow....
Saee: 'Sparrow'?? that's not a common bird....i have never seen a sparrow here....I just saw one when we went to Pimpalner!! 
She refuses to accept our good old sparrow as a commonly sighted bird...which is very true these days....u hardly see a sparrow around now a days....which was used to be most
common bird in our times...next only to crow....how times change...crows have adjusted to city life well...sparrows haven't...so sadly they have to go....its survival of the fittest after all :)

Random...

 What if we don’t have any aim in life…can you just go and pick up one at random? Just like that? No…?...actually nobody have any aim in their life when they are born…I mean everybody wants to have…but you don’t…when we r kids…you try to dream..which of course changes as the life goes on…your peers…surroundings…your parents just about everybody play a role but you…even your habits…your hobbies are influenced by somebody…so what’s your aim?...can you tell me?....trust me..it doesn’t work that way…that’s one of the problems of being a rational person…a belief in anything implies illogical things …because if its logical…you don’t have to make that extra effort to make it logical…its true anyways..

so there are two kinds…one who don’t have the courage to go beyond, stand on his/her own…and they invariably fall in the category of logical..rational….they try to adapt to the world…and then there is the other one…those who keep themselves busy by asking why are they here…they don’t have a clear goal…and they don’t give a damn either…they don’t like the set concept of ‘aim’ as such…they use ‘aim’ as something dynamic….constantly changing and evolving….they r busy trying to adapt the world to themselves..so which one is better for mankind…I was all for the second category…that’s when a friend makes me aware of the merits of the first category… saying…yes….the illogical beings are the creators…but its downright unfair to cut out the rational beings…because to take that idea forward and make a sense out of it…and actually act on it…you need those logical and rational people…who once in the possession of a set idea and a clear goal…are no mugs...they do wonders…after all an idea can change your life only when you act on it…J…so while they are working on it…the illogical ones can go back to their world, forget everything and dream those new ideas yet again…and yes there’s that third kind too..…rare…yes..but they do exist….

Know thy fear...

Read it somewhere....there are three types of fear for which you can not be trained no matter how hard one tries...I mean how to counter them can not be taught...

....... the startle reaction upon hearing an unexpected noise
....... Vertigo
....... Rapid and direct approach of a known killer...

Don't know whether its true...but its good to know that sometimes its ok to be afraid....:)

Short sighted by default?....

So I was thinking....suppose we are given a task of writing something...
and we are given a pen and say 10 pages ...we have been told thats all you will get as the material for writing...what do we do normally?

We will use the paper in such a way that it will last us as long as possible...we will try to scribble on paper with smaller and smaller letters with minimum gaps in between....we will not leave margins...we will not let go even a centimeter of space waste....and will constantly worry about running out of paper....but how come we never think of running out of pen? Do we take pen for granted here? :) Or do we think controlling paper is in our hands...controlling pen is out of our reach? :)

Are we trained by default to concentrate on the problem that is tangible?

A beetle maybe....

Found this tiny fellow on the stairs...and it let me click the snap without any trouble...