Wait. Don’t open your dictionary. There ain’t any such word anywhere in any dictionary. This is what I have derived from 2 words that really interest me theoretically as well as practically. They are 1. Blog and 2. Orgasm.
Whenever I start composing a blog – be it a poem or a prose, I always want to finish it in one go. That gives me the maximum satisfaction. Here is where the idea of blorgasm germinates.
I do strive for the satisfaction, that too maximum and also at one go. Besides, I want to enjoy every bit of the effort I put in for achieving the ultimate. Does it sound similar to 2.? :)
Nothing to feel more while feeling the Blorgasm cos at the end of it the craving does't burn up immediately. Hence, time to stop writing now as go to feel the blorgasm for a while. :)
Saturday, February 28, 2009
6. Attachment.
I always realize the attachment with someone or something when I am away from that particular someone or something.
The above line sounds pretty much clichéd, yet true. In past 8 odd years, I have been hopping over various parts of the world and staying back for a while at most of the places.
During each of my stay, I knew that my stay is more of a transitory. Sooner or later, I will be moving back to Mumbai, the place where I have been born, buttered and raised with an inherent attachment clinging around. This particular feeling never created any attachment for any geography except Mumbai.
Migrating to any place starts with an initial feeling of high expectations about the place and it really fascinates, most of the times. Here is the journey which follows. Fascination – Initial wonders – Disappointment – Dislike – Grumbling – Getting used to – Start Feeling good – Towards Attachment (but not really) – Separation.
Hence, when I had to leave the place (i.e. the Separation phase) and relocate myself back to Mumbai, the feeling of getting re-connected to Mumbai always excessively superseded over getting disconnected from the particular geography; be it the place, people, relations, likes, habits, money or anything silly or significant – no matter what.
The willingness of relocating to Mumbai and re-connecting to my so called “world” which encompasses of friends, family, likes, dislikes, hobbies, habits, money, etc has by and large always been such an immense attachment and has carried away to such an extent till date that a slight feeling of getting disconnected from it puts me in shatters.
One day, a “have to” will overtake all the “want to’s” and I will not even be left with any scope of thinking on – Why, How and What next?
Note: “have to” - have to quit this world leaving everything behind.
PS: Vishy, it was great to have a conversation today which also helped me put this dwelling-since-long thought on blog. Also, your blog “You don't move away..” gave me precise insight.
The above line sounds pretty much clichéd, yet true. In past 8 odd years, I have been hopping over various parts of the world and staying back for a while at most of the places.
During each of my stay, I knew that my stay is more of a transitory. Sooner or later, I will be moving back to Mumbai, the place where I have been born, buttered and raised with an inherent attachment clinging around. This particular feeling never created any attachment for any geography except Mumbai.
Migrating to any place starts with an initial feeling of high expectations about the place and it really fascinates, most of the times. Here is the journey which follows. Fascination – Initial wonders – Disappointment – Dislike – Grumbling – Getting used to – Start Feeling good – Towards Attachment (but not really) – Separation.
Hence, when I had to leave the place (i.e. the Separation phase) and relocate myself back to Mumbai, the feeling of getting re-connected to Mumbai always excessively superseded over getting disconnected from the particular geography; be it the place, people, relations, likes, habits, money or anything silly or significant – no matter what.
The willingness of relocating to Mumbai and re-connecting to my so called “world” which encompasses of friends, family, likes, dislikes, hobbies, habits, money, etc has by and large always been such an immense attachment and has carried away to such an extent till date that a slight feeling of getting disconnected from it puts me in shatters.
One day, a “have to” will overtake all the “want to’s” and I will not even be left with any scope of thinking on – Why, How and What next?
Note: “have to” - have to quit this world leaving everything behind.
PS: Vishy, it was great to have a conversation today which also helped me put this dwelling-since-long thought on blog. Also, your blog “You don't move away..” gave me precise insight.
Thursday, February 19, 2009
5. Anger.
Anger is an area where I have worked upon a lot of times. When I refer to an area where I have worked a lot of times, it usually means that I haven't been successful till date. :)
Recently received a very very nice forward from a friend. Have posted it on
http://my-likes.blogspot.com/2009/02/anger.html
I would always feel that Anger Eradication is a vital thing and hence my focus was always on avoiding the things that usually made me angry.
Needless to say, that never worked. It's like saying - I never ever get angry unless such situations arise and/or unless some one is really being nasty with me and triggering then anger within.
The forward email from my friend is certainly an eye-opener in the anger arena. Implementation is the only key.
To start with, Anger, I believe is usually gonna pop-up from within depending on the external situation. At that instance, Anger Management is more important than Eradication.
Well, let me attempt to implement first and then pen down my experiences.
Prolly, shall come up with "Anger - Extended" sometime :)
Recently received a very very nice forward from a friend. Have posted it on
http://my-likes.blogspot.com/2009/02/anger.html
I would always feel that Anger Eradication is a vital thing and hence my focus was always on avoiding the things that usually made me angry.
Needless to say, that never worked. It's like saying - I never ever get angry unless such situations arise and/or unless some one is really being nasty with me and triggering then anger within.
The forward email from my friend is certainly an eye-opener in the anger arena. Implementation is the only key.
To start with, Anger, I believe is usually gonna pop-up from within depending on the external situation. At that instance, Anger Management is more important than Eradication.
Well, let me attempt to implement first and then pen down my experiences.
Prolly, shall come up with "Anger - Extended" sometime :)
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
4. Regret.
“Marry, and you will regret it. Do not marry, and you will also regret it. Laugh at the stupidities of the world, and you will regret it; weep over them, and you will also regret it. Trust a girl, and you will regret it. Do not trust her, and you will also regret it. … Hang yourself or do not hang yourself, you will regret it either way. This, gentlemen, is the quintessence of all the wisdom of life.” - says Soren Kierkegaard in Either/Or.
Almost Impeccable lines I feel. Just one thing – I may want to replace regret by futile. But from one perspective, there is always a hidden regret behind things which I believe to be futile
Thank you so much Vishal and Suchit for Sharing and giving Inputs respectively.
Almost Impeccable lines I feel. Just one thing – I may want to replace regret by futile. But from one perspective, there is always a hidden regret behind things which I believe to be futile
Thank you so much Vishal and Suchit for Sharing and giving Inputs respectively.
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
3. Best Day.
Best day of my life is yet to come.
I expect it as no worries & just fun.
Day and night, relentlessly I run
So as to achieve, all that I yearn
I feel, with all money that I earn
I’ll buy everything under the sun
Once I have all in my possession
I start feeling I am the complete one
But new longing has already begun
Status has changed back to ‘none’
Why do I turn my life into pun?
When I can happily survive with bun
Living in present is the best option
Hence, today is the best day to reckon
I expect it as no worries & just fun.
Day and night, relentlessly I run
So as to achieve, all that I yearn
I feel, with all money that I earn
I’ll buy everything under the sun
Once I have all in my possession
I start feeling I am the complete one
But new longing has already begun
Status has changed back to ‘none’
Why do I turn my life into pun?
When I can happily survive with bun
Living in present is the best option
Hence, today is the best day to reckon
2. Passion.
The lust for comforts murders the passion of the soul -Kahlil Gibran.
To begin with, I need to pen down the passion of the soul. There are many when I simply give it a thought. How far I wanna go is the real question.
For instance, if writing is my passion, what exactly I want to do in this area? The answer, probably, could be “I should write regularly, compose a book, publish it, and start with a new book and so on”. How long is this passion gonna last? May be after a while, it will start getting monotonous. I might even start losing interest and think of shifting the passion. Simultaneously, the yearning for comforts and luxuries might gradually start taking the front seat.
To fulfil the lust for comforts, the primary resource is Money. To possess Money, I need to earn it and to earn, I need to work. This is quite a linear process. This process does seem stagnant over a period of time but then the lust for comforts and luxuries makes me feel the need for running more and more to survive in the bloodthirsty environment. Practically, this is where I tend to forget about my comforts and just focus on slogging hard and minting money.
Some day, I sit back, relax and ask a question to myself – What am I doing? Is it a dream life I am living? Am I enjoying my earned money? How am I enjoying my comforts, luxuries, material possession and overall, social life? Have my hobby ideas gone for a toss? Ah! Where has the love for my passions vanished?
Too many questions start popping up. For instance, did I not want to learn playing a guitar? Or had I ever thought of shaping up my body?
These thoughts dwell on the mind for a while; most of the times followed by making ad hoc plans, thinking about the milestones and accomplishments related to the passion of the soul.
A pearl white Mercedes Benz C220 CDI fleeting in front of my eyes followed by triggering a lust for its possession murders the passion of the soul.
To begin with, I need to pen down the passion of the soul. There are many when I simply give it a thought. How far I wanna go is the real question.
For instance, if writing is my passion, what exactly I want to do in this area? The answer, probably, could be “I should write regularly, compose a book, publish it, and start with a new book and so on”. How long is this passion gonna last? May be after a while, it will start getting monotonous. I might even start losing interest and think of shifting the passion. Simultaneously, the yearning for comforts and luxuries might gradually start taking the front seat.
To fulfil the lust for comforts, the primary resource is Money. To possess Money, I need to earn it and to earn, I need to work. This is quite a linear process. This process does seem stagnant over a period of time but then the lust for comforts and luxuries makes me feel the need for running more and more to survive in the bloodthirsty environment. Practically, this is where I tend to forget about my comforts and just focus on slogging hard and minting money.
Some day, I sit back, relax and ask a question to myself – What am I doing? Is it a dream life I am living? Am I enjoying my earned money? How am I enjoying my comforts, luxuries, material possession and overall, social life? Have my hobby ideas gone for a toss? Ah! Where has the love for my passions vanished?
Too many questions start popping up. For instance, did I not want to learn playing a guitar? Or had I ever thought of shaping up my body?
These thoughts dwell on the mind for a while; most of the times followed by making ad hoc plans, thinking about the milestones and accomplishments related to the passion of the soul.
A pearl white Mercedes Benz C220 CDI fleeting in front of my eyes followed by triggering a lust for its possession murders the passion of the soul.
Tuesday, February 3, 2009
1. Rishtaa.
Dilip Says:
Koi mujhe bataye……
Roti aur Bhookh ka kya hai rishtaa..
Pyaar aur Jism ka kya hai naata…
Paise se Khushi kaise hai milti
Dimaag pe dil ki kyon nahi chalti?
Suchit Says:
Roti khaye toh bhookh jaaye,
Jism ke maadhyam se aadmi pyaar paaye,
Paise karo kharch toh khushi milegi,
Dil ko aaye attack toh dimaag ki bhi chalegi
Koi mujhe bataye……
Roti aur Bhookh ka kya hai rishtaa..
Pyaar aur Jism ka kya hai naata…
Paise se Khushi kaise hai milti
Dimaag pe dil ki kyon nahi chalti?
Suchit Says:
Roti khaye toh bhookh jaaye,
Jism ke maadhyam se aadmi pyaar paaye,
Paise karo kharch toh khushi milegi,
Dil ko aaye attack toh dimaag ki bhi chalegi
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