Compartmentalization

We are jugglers,all of us.We are juggling people,we are juggling roles,we are juggling lives.And in this mad juggling game of life if we let even one piece dop...just one mistake...well... u know what happens...
I live in several worlds.Everyday of my life i traverse atleast five different worlds.Im not an alien.Nor am i an intergalactic travller.My life is hectic.Very hectic.A normal day in my life would involve me keeping a minimum of five different appointments with five completely different sets of people at five different places, each wanting something outta me.For the purpose of understanding think of each of these different sets of people as Worlds.My logic is -if u live one more than one,expect concessions from none.Make sense?Each of those worlds is a separate entity friend.Each of them expects your optimum attention(Note:I do not say full attention).U cannot go up to em and say"Cut me some slack here chum,i live on worlds B,C and D""If u cannot give each of those worlds ur Optimum attention,for God's sake dont enter them.Stay well away.Another thing-never ,never Never let the worlds mingle.Divide em strictly,precisely and syeadfastly.Never spend all ur time on World A thinking of ur responsibilities on World B.Im tellin u brother-the only thing ull end up doin is tearing ur sanity apart,piece by bloody piece.If u have learnt this-u have learnt balance.And believe me-Balance is the key.Remember"East is east and west is west.And never the twain shall meet."

Melodrama

Ive bin reading a few blogs recently,and some how im left with the feeling that my blog is kinda-hmmmm-juvenile.I mean ive bin reading blogs by people who sound like that they die a thousand deaths a day,cry hysterically over every death and lament life in terms that wuda sent Shakespeare scurrying for the dictionary.I mean -what is it with teenage(ers) girls and melodrama?Everyone is a bludy drama queen.They see pain here.Loss there.Suffering there.Blah blah blah.Life is meaningless etc etc.And the terms they use to describe their lives.Sheesh.I mean-come on-I have a sufficiently large vocab and ive seen my fair share of shit(Heck im blind in one eye and have a power of Seven-bludy-teen)-but even i dont go around using words like "grandiose"and "verbose" and phrases like"The illusion that is the world is going to come crashing down on you in the next nanosecond".Which century dyu people live in?Hmmm here's a totally baseless and largely unsuccessful attempt to understand these Doom and gloom addicts.These women(genrally) ad men(occasionally)(Wink:-)Sure me for bein sexist -i dont care) are verbose drama queens.Theyre drama addicts.They try to make out that their lives are poignant tales narrated by a dictionary with the page open on Melodrama-in an attempt to make the proverbial mountain outta the molehill.Why do u see so much pain round you?laugh a bit.Why is love an illusion?jus cos u have a failed relationship doesnt mean the world is about to end is it?Why is God an illusion?Jus cos He didnt come runnin whenever you had your petty lil moments doesnt mean He doesnt exist does it?
And in answer to this what do i get"(Sigh)u will never understand us Tragic,Misunderstood, Romantic souls"(Rolls Eyes).Argh.Wake up and smell the coffee.Smile a bit. Cant hurt more than what ure doin now.

Potential

It is my gift.It is my curse.i look around me and i see-sooo much potential.For a long time now ive bin conscious of the fact that i have this curse to see an immense -ability- in EVEry person i see.Sho me a rag and i will draw the shirt it can become.Better yet-Ill make the shirt for you.I may even help u start production.While this may seem like a wonderful thing on the outside.It has proved to be a terrible curse.Ive become a Cynical Bastard.Every time,EVERY TIME to have to see so much potential go to waste-bein ruined by INCOMPETENT bums is like tearing out a bit of my soul.I feel like screaming in rage and frustration.Dont u See?Why the hell cant you see?uU have the ability.U have the God given talent for Pete's sake.I would KILL for some of the talents i see in ppl around me.I would commit Blue murder if i cud have been given talent,knowledge,opportunity,assets like yours.Ive had to build every talent I have wit me now from scratch.Whereas you-you have so much.And yet.And YET.U do Nothing.Open your eyes man.Luk at what youve got.See yourself as i see you.And for the love of God dont waste it.Please.Have mercy.

Faith

Ahh.Faith.Ye ole problemo.
See the thing about faith is this-never,NEVER try to rationalize it.Cos if you try to rationalize your faith-find "scientific"xplanations of your belief -Then that isnt faith at all.There are sooo many arguments for God and against god ,that ,quite frankly it can get damn annoyin sumtimes.Here's an interesting Pro- god argument that ive heard.It is also the most asinine argument i have ever had the misfortune to hear.
The idiot:See if ure an atheist and you deny the existance of God-then you obviously have some conception of what ure denying.(patronizing tone) i mean you cant deny "nothing"?Therefore QED -God exists.
Answer:You FRICKIN IDIOT!here's an extension of your argument.I dont belive in the Bogeyman either.therefor-since i cant deny "nothing"-the Bogeyman exists?get outta here.
The thing is this :i Can -singlehandedly-destroy every argument you can possibly put forward for the existence of God.I can say that ur need to believe in a "higher power" is merely a form of wishful thinking.You're not cool wit the fact that u jus appeared-that ure the product of randomness.You need to have a REASON.You need to believe that theres a person wit a plan-who's gonna make sure ur life turns out OK in the end.i could say you need to grow up .Wake up and smell the coffee brother.yeah.I COULD say that .But see -the thing is-what it ultimately boils down to is FAITH.I was talkin to a frend of mine recently.And I was feelin a trifle sore at religion in genral.Cos id had to attend a retreat the previous da.Anyway long story short-The pore chap wanted to talk to me about the existence of God.By the time i was thru wit him-and here i quote-id managed"to reduce his three percent of faith-down to 0.5 percent"( i wonder if at this point it would be wise to read from the Bible"If you have Faith as a grain of mustard seed ,you shall say to the mountain-Move.And it shall"I reckon 0.5 percent shud qualify as seed enough for anybody)Have faith my friend.Be clear on what you believe in.And HOLD ON to that clear belief.(Note:this is different from rationalizing.I could ,very clearly belive that I'm remarkably handsome-without any rational explanation for the strange fact)Believe.And whenever see a person comin at you -usually sum smart alec wit a vendetta against God(Nowadays its Cool to be an atheist)all u have to do is Smile enigmatically at him and say"Look I cant explain why i believe.i cant argue wit you I cant PROVE anything.But I believe"

Bloodless

"Seven thousand four hundred and twenty one people died today"....
i feel nothin. i am cut,but i do not bleed.WHY DONT I BLEED....?
shake me,hurt me,i wanna bleed.i SHUD bleed.i shud feel SUMTHIn.religon ,morality-everything tells me i shud bleed for these ppl-ppl i do not know,people i have never met. i shd feel pity.i feel nothing-NOTHINg.i.am.detached.Am i human...?is it human to feel nothin..?I open my eyes-i see -chaos,confusion around me.A stampede-faceless people-maimed.i am them,and yet i am not them.i am n a void-and all that separates me from them-is myself.But,if i were to see,one face,just ONE face in that crowd-even for a MILLISECOND-of a person i know-whom i care about,anyone of my frends...i would throw myself into the stampede-and save them,or die tryin.Even the slightest cut then-wud bleed me dry.Where did the emotion come from...?WHERE...?where did it go..?where...?Am i human...?Human, if i bleed-even unto death for the pain,no matter how small,sufferd by what is mine.And if i am detached,when it is not of mine...?am i human...?tell me..

Home

"im goin home ..to a place where i belong ...where the love has always bin nuf for me"
Atlast .After nearly a month of travellin..im home..Oh yeah..home...this one's for u .ya know folks ..ive travelled a lot..a helluva lot...i mean seriously .i dont think there are a lotta places i haven bin to at sum point of time..but ..lemme tell u this...there ant no place like home...no place..there aint no feelin u get ..like the feeln u get when ure comin home..u know..its kinda funny ..everytime i say this ...people imediately gve me a sceptical smile...theyre all like..yeah yeah ..v know..heard it all bfore...let me tell u .these ppl ..they dunno squat...homes home brother..as simple as that....its this feelin...of completeness..of shud-be ness...that everythin is as it shud be .and will always remain so ..and ure bak..that the ppl u know ...and love ..are there ...the things u left bhind are still there...mebbe not in form..but in spirit.....that quite literally...the love thats always bin nuff for u ..is still there...it hasn gone..after a cold stranger...a beautiful stranger mebbe....but .. a cold stranger nonetheless....after her....home is bliss...yeah baby ...im home.

Feminism

Feminism.Ah.The magic word.i hate it.talking bout feminism is lke talkin bout poverty.Theres no point.Heres what i think.Feminism is overdon.it is overemphasized in areas in which it has no rite to be overemphasized-and in those places that it is actually needed-its miraculously absent.U.Feminist.Where were u ?Female infanticide.Where were you ?Sati.Dowry.Child Marriage.Where the HELL were you ?All u can bleat about is girl power.And how the so called enterprising "new"woman is bein exploited by men.The ole "being denied of your rights(spits) trick".FITE u coward.Dont u dare come up to me and tell me that the city women are denied their rites.Dont u dare come up to me and demand that u be given reservation for jobs over the heads of far more competent people jus cos u are a woman.I will turn my back and walk away.I dont give a damn whether ure a woman or a man.I will employ you based on capability.Not on ur sex.Work for those who really need it.To the arrogant self righteous patronizing feminist-Screw urself.To the one who wants to help remedy some of the issues discussed above.My good wishes.Rest in Peace.