Imagine for a second if everything started to make sense. If there were answers to all your questions. If everything in this Universe was perfectly placed and every story had a reason to it, a planned idea for execution. Ok, this beginning to sound like the back cover of a book, so I'll get straight to the point. Here is a fun filled list (hopefully) on a bunch of stuff which might have secret conspiracies running behind them. I mean you just never know.
Dedication : To my Brooke Davis. I hope you have as crazy a mind as mine.
Song: Since this is a CRAZY post, here's a CRAZY song. Smelly Cat by Phoebe Buffay. LOL
1. Delhi Jal Board: If you're driving on the Delhi roads then you are bound to bump into huge banners that block the road reading Delhi Jal Board--Work In Progress. I mean spare some roads. What I've heard is that they're putting in some new pipes and taking out the old ones, but I truly believe that they've found the treasure map to the Pandva Treasury and all the digging is to strike gold. They were corrupt, but now they are treasure hunters.
2. Facebook: Internal Conspiracy between Ahana and me.
3. Recession: War and Peace are old troubles. I mean how much more blood, hunger and all the ugly stuff. Everyone's seen it. Wars are a thing of the past. Economic Harassment is the new thing. No Blood, lesser deaths and even more trouble for economists and scholars. Just a bunch of pink slips, salary cuts and lesser enjoyment. I also feel that the US is doing it purposely to reaffirm it's position as number one. Uncle Sam gets hurt, the world cries.
4. The Bollywood Strike: For those who don't know, apparently no more Bollywood movies will release on multiplexes till the time the producers and the multiplex owners call it truce. The truth really is, Bollywood is out of ideas to make any new films and with increasing copyright issues, no Holly remakes. Multiplexes on the other hand think they earn too less from their overpriced food. Either way, Pirated DVD marketing is going smooth sailing as always.
5. Destiny, Love and God: You can't always blame yourself for the misery in your life. I mean why do you think these ideas were created in the first places. It's written and all that. Oh by the way, I don't question the belief of God. I worship Krishna. But sometimes it's always their fault.
6. Shoe Throwing: It apparently is in fashion. Started off with Bush, it has become quite a rage in India. I mean every second day some poor politician gets a Rebook or Nike. I think they're paid to throw, logically why else would some one care. It's a publicity stunt. The Politicians are pulling a Rakhi Sawant.
7. Harry Potter: Rowling is a witch. She tried to spill the beans and got banished from the Magic World. Now she is taking revenge by publishing all these books. She is a powerful one, so no memory charms work on her. Sad, no one understood her but me.
That's enough I think. My brain can't think any more answers.
28 April 2009
23 April 2009
There is a Tide in the Affairs of Men.
To William Shakespeare. Happy Birthday. I don't know if it's today or it's three days later but all I know is that this blog is named after you and this post is dedicated to you; if not on your birthday, then on your death anniversary. Born and died on the same day, Cool eh? So either way I am right and I love this quote of yours. So here I am explaining your wonderful lines to the world and dedicating them to you. To Shakes.
Ok. These lines are from the play Julius Caesar. Brutus says the lines before the war, as he goes on to talk about Opportunity and Chance. The explaination might just get repetitive and on your nerves.
The Tide in the first line refers to the Chance we receive in our lives, in our affairs of love, work, family and in all that we do. Like the ships at the port wait for the tide to be right so that they can continue their adventures of the boundless sea; similarly there await many tides in our lives which promise us much more than what we can imagine or dream of.
And if traveled during the right tide, we gain the immense fortune of learning so much; grabbing the right opportunity also gives us the possibility of earning the fortune of experience. We don't know what these many possibilities hold for us, but it is only after we try them that we know. Opportunity indeed only comes once.
The only difference between tide and opportunity probably is that, tide comes again and again but opportunity might never ever return. Thus, if omitted ever in life, one is bound to suffer. To miss a target is ok, but to never have explored the possibility of archery, especially if it was on your journey, is nothing but a fool's act. You might always wonder where that tide might have taken us.
Shaky goes on to say that our lives are full of such opportunities that can change us forever. Whether it's a chance to say sorry or a moment of realisation or anything else. Don't think too much. The weather is good, the tide is good, just start your voyage. Like the ships take the current when it's good for 'em, so must we use the varied paths in our lives.
What we plan and what we want is only a manifestation of our mind. That can only be brought to reality when we work towards it and we find the right chances on our way. I don't know about destiny or luck or if you really really want something everything else will fall in place; but if you have something in your way that you think you really want, then grab it for that can only truly fulfill thy venture. And if we lose it, then we lose it forever.
On a lighter note...
There is a tide in the affairs of men. Sometime back came my tide and I started to blog. Then the Internship with Viewspaper. Then a few followers, though I am often tempted to post on Facebook for more readership. And a lot more came....Today I am happy with my blog, with whatever it is. Thanks to the tide that came my way. To get your tide just don't call God but look around. Our website is www.help-my-brain-that-cant-find-opportunities.com. Order now! Grab now! Toll Free!
Thanks Shakespeare. Thanks Readers. Thanks.
There is a tide in the affairs of men.
Which, taken at the flood, leads on to fortune;
Omitted, all the voyage of their life
Is bound in shallows and in miseries.
On such a full sea are we now afloat,
And we must take the current when it serves,
Or lose our ventures.
Which, taken at the flood, leads on to fortune;
Omitted, all the voyage of their life
Is bound in shallows and in miseries.
On such a full sea are we now afloat,
And we must take the current when it serves,
Or lose our ventures.
Ok. These lines are from the play Julius Caesar. Brutus says the lines before the war, as he goes on to talk about Opportunity and Chance. The explaination might just get repetitive and on your nerves.
The Tide in the first line refers to the Chance we receive in our lives, in our affairs of love, work, family and in all that we do. Like the ships at the port wait for the tide to be right so that they can continue their adventures of the boundless sea; similarly there await many tides in our lives which promise us much more than what we can imagine or dream of.
And if traveled during the right tide, we gain the immense fortune of learning so much; grabbing the right opportunity also gives us the possibility of earning the fortune of experience. We don't know what these many possibilities hold for us, but it is only after we try them that we know. Opportunity indeed only comes once.
The only difference between tide and opportunity probably is that, tide comes again and again but opportunity might never ever return. Thus, if omitted ever in life, one is bound to suffer. To miss a target is ok, but to never have explored the possibility of archery, especially if it was on your journey, is nothing but a fool's act. You might always wonder where that tide might have taken us.
Shaky goes on to say that our lives are full of such opportunities that can change us forever. Whether it's a chance to say sorry or a moment of realisation or anything else. Don't think too much. The weather is good, the tide is good, just start your voyage. Like the ships take the current when it's good for 'em, so must we use the varied paths in our lives.
What we plan and what we want is only a manifestation of our mind. That can only be brought to reality when we work towards it and we find the right chances on our way. I don't know about destiny or luck or if you really really want something everything else will fall in place; but if you have something in your way that you think you really want, then grab it for that can only truly fulfill thy venture. And if we lose it, then we lose it forever.
On a lighter note...
There is a tide in the affairs of men. Sometime back came my tide and I started to blog. Then the Internship with Viewspaper. Then a few followers, though I am often tempted to post on Facebook for more readership. And a lot more came....Today I am happy with my blog, with whatever it is. Thanks to the tide that came my way. To get your tide just don't call God but look around. Our website is www.help-my-brain-that-cant-find-opportunities.com. Order now! Grab now! Toll Free!
Thanks Shakespeare. Thanks Readers. Thanks.
17 April 2009
These Three Words (3)
Ok. This is the third and final part of the poem. The word here is Rejection. The post is dedicated to the never say die spirit of people. The song for the post would be Lost by Coldplay and The Winner takes it all by ABBA. I couldn't reject either of the two. :)
In any race--big or small,
The winner takes it all;[1]
And such is the misery of any contest,
There are many silvers but only One Best.
When you lose, you die,
When you win, you fly;
Rejection is said to help improve,
But it cuts you out and makes you aloof.
To fall and to get up again,
To miss the title and continue to train,
Are attributes of great learners and warriors,
But I am sorry, we are only mortals.
The heart is a strange thing,
Breaks down, cries and never deals with failing;
Pushes you into the corner—sad and remorse,
The pain of failure never coming to a close.
The answers of departure and loss,
Is that which we always look for;
The world doesn’t have it and neither your friends,
What is done can never be put to mend.
And finally the election of king came to a close,
And to the winner, we all did toast;
But for the last time, look into yourselves,
Did you ever go through this, because if not, then we are all strange elves.
[1] Song by Abba The winner takes it all
These Three Words (3)
In any race--big or small,
The winner takes it all;[1]
And such is the misery of any contest,
There are many silvers but only One Best.
When you lose, you die,
When you win, you fly;
Rejection is said to help improve,
But it cuts you out and makes you aloof.
To fall and to get up again,
To miss the title and continue to train,
Are attributes of great learners and warriors,
But I am sorry, we are only mortals.
The heart is a strange thing,
Breaks down, cries and never deals with failing;
Pushes you into the corner—sad and remorse,
The pain of failure never coming to a close.
The answers of departure and loss,
Is that which we always look for;
The world doesn’t have it and neither your friends,
What is done can never be put to mend.
And finally the election of king came to a close,
And to the winner, we all did toast;
But for the last time, look into yourselves,
Did you ever go through this, because if not, then we are all strange elves.
[1] Song by Abba The winner takes it all
8 April 2009
These Three Words ( 2 )
Ok. This is one is Part 2. The following part is dedicated to all who can put up brave face. The song for the part would be, Be yourself by AudioSlave. The last one was better.
Such was the rush to be king,
That all of them forgot their loose flings;
And immersed themselves in this muck,
Saying proudly, “I am what you need, the others suck.”
Pretense, Hidden motives and expressions,
Were being deciphered to reveal any deception;
But everyone was equally smart in this game,
For none let out their secret, even till their grave.
Known Faces, Likable masks and Ignored lies,
Pre-Election arrangements and ties,
They did everything to deceive,
And win the vote by hook or by fees.
But if the God among men wasn’t at their bay,
There was nothing to worry or fray;
For the look of defeat is so famous,
And the power of opposition is strong, the hand or the lotus.
The masses had expressions of calmness and dumbness,
But underneath bubbled a strategy fungus;
To vote for whom or to let this one pass,
Their thoughts and desires certainly not moving en masse.
And such is the power of Pretense,
Hides your cruel intentions, leaves scope for speculation and creates menace;
In our country so close?
What is so different, my folks?
Such was the rush to be king,
That all of them forgot their loose flings;
And immersed themselves in this muck,
Saying proudly, “I am what you need, the others suck.”
Pretense, Hidden motives and expressions,
Were being deciphered to reveal any deception;
But everyone was equally smart in this game,
For none let out their secret, even till their grave.
Known Faces, Likable masks and Ignored lies,
Pre-Election arrangements and ties,
They did everything to deceive,
And win the vote by hook or by fees.
But if the God among men wasn’t at their bay,
There was nothing to worry or fray;
For the look of defeat is so famous,
And the power of opposition is strong, the hand or the lotus.
The masses had expressions of calmness and dumbness,
But underneath bubbled a strategy fungus;
To vote for whom or to let this one pass,
Their thoughts and desires certainly not moving en masse.
And such is the power of Pretense,
Hides your cruel intentions, leaves scope for speculation and creates menace;
In our country so close?
What is so different, my folks?
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