Today, I was thinking that after 10 years what thoughts will pass my mind…
I could list down the following ones
1) Do I continue with this company or time to switch?
2) Is it a time to switch the industry and get into other profession?
3) Shall I get married?
4) Is it a correct time to invest in stocks now?
5) Hmm, I will retire soon
6) What is the purpose of life?
7) Now, I really need to work out for gaining stamina
8) I should restrict myself from eating outside for a better health
9) Let me save some more money now and spend later
10) Wasn’t I thinking the same 10 years back? Have I not progressed yet?
11) May be, this is the right time to think and implement.
12) Once time permits let me take a break, go somewhere and discuss with self
13) Getting influenced is so easy
Friday, October 23, 2009
2. Passing Thoughts...
Last few weeks, my thought process has been killing me umpteen times. At the end, everything is useless then why do I wanna be this and that and what not?
Then there is a fight – one mind says “You are just procrastinating and being lazy about things”. The other says “The reason you wanna be this and that is to be popular and flaunt your ego thereafter”.
Not coming to a logical conclusion (as can’t figure out which mind is correct) makes me feel miserable and I end up doing nothing but simply get frustrated and lie down thinking everything is futile. More I think the life is empty and meaningless, more I get drowned in depressing thoughts. Don’t like to get involved everywhere and anywhere and then suddenly something comes up (work, social, pathshala, friends, etc) and I attempt to get involved and kill some time there. 30 years have spent and I really don’t know how many are left but I certainly do not see that there are many. What am I doing? Where am I heading towards? Will I be able to face the death head-on? How will I feel when I don’t want to die and will have to quit this world? How will be the experience when these many years of attachment will suddenly be detached for good? Am I lost? Do I still want to pen down more questions? Am I still looking for new words to add? Do I want to re-arrange all the questions after already arranging them twice? Am I getting a thought of how people will feel reading all this silly things? When I die, what will I take with me? Why don’t I understand the mysteries of self? Are these soul-searching questions or just the questions asked to get involved in thoughts and kill some more time?
PS: On a lighter note, somebody told me last week, if you kill time right now, time will kill you soon. I said – I will rather prefer to kill time right now so that time won’t exist to kill me back. It was pretty weird but we both ended up laughing out loud as we were happy we did kill some time :)
Then there is a fight – one mind says “You are just procrastinating and being lazy about things”. The other says “The reason you wanna be this and that is to be popular and flaunt your ego thereafter”.
Not coming to a logical conclusion (as can’t figure out which mind is correct) makes me feel miserable and I end up doing nothing but simply get frustrated and lie down thinking everything is futile. More I think the life is empty and meaningless, more I get drowned in depressing thoughts. Don’t like to get involved everywhere and anywhere and then suddenly something comes up (work, social, pathshala, friends, etc) and I attempt to get involved and kill some time there. 30 years have spent and I really don’t know how many are left but I certainly do not see that there are many. What am I doing? Where am I heading towards? Will I be able to face the death head-on? How will I feel when I don’t want to die and will have to quit this world? How will be the experience when these many years of attachment will suddenly be detached for good? Am I lost? Do I still want to pen down more questions? Am I still looking for new words to add? Do I want to re-arrange all the questions after already arranging them twice? Am I getting a thought of how people will feel reading all this silly things? When I die, what will I take with me? Why don’t I understand the mysteries of self? Are these soul-searching questions or just the questions asked to get involved in thoughts and kill some more time?
PS: On a lighter note, somebody told me last week, if you kill time right now, time will kill you soon. I said – I will rather prefer to kill time right now so that time won’t exist to kill me back. It was pretty weird but we both ended up laughing out loud as we were happy we did kill some time :)
1. Passing Thoughts - A Verse
Today, I want to have all that I crave
This want will dwell till I reach the grave
Endless desires make me run and rave
Now is the time to stop, am I enough brave?
Don’t know why I don’t realize, I have all that I deserve
With the worldly influence, I just want to break my nerve
Running behind everything, I simply squander the verve
How much ever I collect, there is nothing I can reserve
This want will dwell till I reach the grave
Endless desires make me run and rave
Now is the time to stop, am I enough brave?
Don’t know why I don’t realize, I have all that I deserve
With the worldly influence, I just want to break my nerve
Running behind everything, I simply squander the verve
How much ever I collect, there is nothing I can reserve
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
3. Once upon a time...
Once upon a time…
I wanted to be a cook and prepare a dish
Affordable to all for fulfilling the hunger wish
Once upon a time…
I desired to be a doctor and create a pill
Have it once in your life and never get ill
Once upon a time…
I longed to be a tailor and craft an attire
Lasts all weather and survives water and fire
Once upon a time…
I wished to be an architect and design a home
That would stand against all, quake or cyclone
Once upon a time…
I sought to be a scientist and innovate a gun
Turns foes into friends and kills no one
Once upon a time…
I craved to be an engineer and construct a street
Connecting entire world so that everyone can meet
Here I am sitting on my desk, sipping fresh-lime
Haven’t been anything yet, dreaming "Once upon a time…"
I wanted to be a cook and prepare a dish
Affordable to all for fulfilling the hunger wish
Once upon a time…
I desired to be a doctor and create a pill
Have it once in your life and never get ill
Once upon a time…
I longed to be a tailor and craft an attire
Lasts all weather and survives water and fire
Once upon a time…
I wished to be an architect and design a home
That would stand against all, quake or cyclone
Once upon a time…
I sought to be a scientist and innovate a gun
Turns foes into friends and kills no one
Once upon a time…
I craved to be an engineer and construct a street
Connecting entire world so that everyone can meet
Here I am sitting on my desk, sipping fresh-lime
Haven’t been anything yet, dreaming "Once upon a time…"
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
2. Obituary.
It’s an immensely shocking feeling to learn that the most materialistically worldly person named Dilip Shah has taken a swift exit from this material world.
Although he seemed to be a pretty decently mannered chap and a well-wisher of his friends and foes in the society, was still a selfish person who always gave priority to himself and his philosophies. He would always motivate people with his pep talks but failed to implement the same in his life.
He portrayed himself as a philanthropist and a spiritual being but all that was limited to his outer conduct. He would believe in not exploiting people, especially the ones who were not wealthy but would never think of going out of the way and support them.
Apparently, he would appear as an urbane person with a ‘looking good’ mentality but he was filled with vices from within. He would always preach and at a very superficial level practice goody goody things like non-violence, truth, honesty and other humility and spiritual related stuff but that was mainly because he had an inner fear of getting wickedly recognized amongst his folks on behaving otherwise.
He would never miss an opportunity to clutch the recognition from anywhere and everywhere. This is what made him very popular in his personal and professional life.
He would always carry himself with a feeling of being indispensable. Unfortunately, he will not be present to realize that this feeling was nothing but a myth. The world will never stop but continue to move at its normal pace.
He would always love to express and publish his feelings on blogs by scripting write-ups and composing poems but more than expressing, his intent was of getting noticed and appreciated. This feeling was possessed by him to such a great extent that he was keen on writing his own obituary which could be presented in his post-death gathering.
May his soul rest in peace and we hope that almighty does never send him back to this world in any form.
Although he seemed to be a pretty decently mannered chap and a well-wisher of his friends and foes in the society, was still a selfish person who always gave priority to himself and his philosophies. He would always motivate people with his pep talks but failed to implement the same in his life.
He portrayed himself as a philanthropist and a spiritual being but all that was limited to his outer conduct. He would believe in not exploiting people, especially the ones who were not wealthy but would never think of going out of the way and support them.
Apparently, he would appear as an urbane person with a ‘looking good’ mentality but he was filled with vices from within. He would always preach and at a very superficial level practice goody goody things like non-violence, truth, honesty and other humility and spiritual related stuff but that was mainly because he had an inner fear of getting wickedly recognized amongst his folks on behaving otherwise.
He would never miss an opportunity to clutch the recognition from anywhere and everywhere. This is what made him very popular in his personal and professional life.
He would always carry himself with a feeling of being indispensable. Unfortunately, he will not be present to realize that this feeling was nothing but a myth. The world will never stop but continue to move at its normal pace.
He would always love to express and publish his feelings on blogs by scripting write-ups and composing poems but more than expressing, his intent was of getting noticed and appreciated. This feeling was possessed by him to such a great extent that he was keen on writing his own obituary which could be presented in his post-death gathering.
May his soul rest in peace and we hope that almighty does never send him back to this world in any form.
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
1. Need - Opinions.
After reading through my previous post - Need, a very senior colleague of mine had exchanged a few words with me which I feel are worth penning down
Commenting on Need, Bhooshan says -
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Truly speaking, life is pretty empty, and we spend a life-time filling it with trash!!!
Dilip replies -
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Life is empty and meaningless – is very true
However, a purpose added to it can give some meaning to it. Now, the perspective to that purpose is individual.
For instance, if I quit my profession and start a NGO, most of my folks will feel, I am foolish and filling my life with trash.
But that so-called trash might be what rubbish is for a pig (who thinks it as a feast).
The question is whether I am happy with Trash or no :)
The resistance, more or less comes from the outer world. When I see my self as swimming opposite of the flow (getting out of the rat-race), initially I will certainly develop a negative feeling – Will I not sound insane getting out of the rat-race, which seems to be the actual happiness people are longing for?
PS: Not intending to contradict you, just presenting my perspective :)
Bhooshan comments -
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Swimming against the flow is also a rat-race, no body does anything for free...
The bottom line is to understanding how we operate, and how best to position our assets (intellectual, material & social skills) to the right purpose…
It is futile to think whether we have made a difference to the world, the truth is – have we made a difference to ourselves, day in and day out?
Dilip adds -
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Absolutely true sir..
I believe, when you say nothing is for free, it’s not only to do with Money.
One always needs something out of it.
I might be digressing but this is like – Each and every individual is Selfish in this world.
I don’t intend to say that being selfish is bad. Selfish is something I do to attain something.
Even if I feed a beggar and attain peace and happiness, I am doing it for peace and happiness and that makes me selfish, IMHO.
Commenting on Need, Bhooshan says -
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Truly speaking, life is pretty empty, and we spend a life-time filling it with trash!!!
Dilip replies -
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Life is empty and meaningless – is very true
However, a purpose added to it can give some meaning to it. Now, the perspective to that purpose is individual.
For instance, if I quit my profession and start a NGO, most of my folks will feel, I am foolish and filling my life with trash.
But that so-called trash might be what rubbish is for a pig (who thinks it as a feast).
The question is whether I am happy with Trash or no :)
The resistance, more or less comes from the outer world. When I see my self as swimming opposite of the flow (getting out of the rat-race), initially I will certainly develop a negative feeling – Will I not sound insane getting out of the rat-race, which seems to be the actual happiness people are longing for?
PS: Not intending to contradict you, just presenting my perspective :)
Bhooshan comments -
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Swimming against the flow is also a rat-race, no body does anything for free...
The bottom line is to understanding how we operate, and how best to position our assets (intellectual, material & social skills) to the right purpose…
It is futile to think whether we have made a difference to the world, the truth is – have we made a difference to ourselves, day in and day out?
Dilip adds -
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Absolutely true sir..
I believe, when you say nothing is for free, it’s not only to do with Money.
One always needs something out of it.
I might be digressing but this is like – Each and every individual is Selfish in this world.
I don’t intend to say that being selfish is bad. Selfish is something I do to attain something.
Even if I feed a beggar and attain peace and happiness, I am doing it for peace and happiness and that makes me selfish, IMHO.
Friday, August 28, 2009
11. Need.
One has Money, needs Esteem
One has Esteem, needs Money
One has both, craves for Peace
O my Boy! What an Irony
One has Hunger, needs Food
One has Food, needs Hunger
One has both, wants to be served
O my Boy! What a Satire
One has Penny, wanna make Pound
One has Pound, can’t spend a Penny
One does both, still hunts for Joy
O my Boy! What an Irony
One has Shelter, needs Family
One has Family, needs Shelter
One has both, seeks Aloofness
O my Boy! What a Satire
Sometimes, life is taken as comedy
While, at times it’s all a tragedy
One day it all comes to an end
O my Boy! What a Parody
Suchit Comments -
The bard does not care,
For those who have neither,
Strange are miseries of fate,
But still does not make me any wiser!!
Dilip adds -
Besides there is one, who has neither
Thirsty is he for both, at least either…
Seldom found, who is happy with zero
I believe, he turns out to be the real hero
Suchit replies -
The real hero is the one,
Who has both but craves neither,
The world may be at his feet,
But its freedom that he is after!!
Dilip continues -
Having not having is all the same
Own and possess is all insane
Real hero is free and transcended
the body, heart, mind and brain
One has Esteem, needs Money
One has both, craves for Peace
O my Boy! What an Irony
One has Hunger, needs Food
One has Food, needs Hunger
One has both, wants to be served
O my Boy! What a Satire
One has Penny, wanna make Pound
One has Pound, can’t spend a Penny
One does both, still hunts for Joy
O my Boy! What an Irony
One has Shelter, needs Family
One has Family, needs Shelter
One has both, seeks Aloofness
O my Boy! What a Satire
Sometimes, life is taken as comedy
While, at times it’s all a tragedy
One day it all comes to an end
O my Boy! What a Parody
Suchit Comments -
The bard does not care,
For those who have neither,
Strange are miseries of fate,
But still does not make me any wiser!!
Dilip adds -
Besides there is one, who has neither
Thirsty is he for both, at least either…
Seldom found, who is happy with zero
I believe, he turns out to be the real hero
Suchit replies -
The real hero is the one,
Who has both but craves neither,
The world may be at his feet,
But its freedom that he is after!!
Dilip continues -
Having not having is all the same
Own and possess is all insane
Real hero is free and transcended
the body, heart, mind and brain
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