If only you’d have seen the red fire and smoke that it produced….
If only you’d have smelt the rich smell of that circuit board burning….
If only you’d have felt the molten plastic on your fingers….
…. Then you might have been able to feel the fraction of loss of my friends 40 GB of data!!!
ps. That was pranav’s PC’s hard disc. literally burned!
well, This was a picture outside a doctor’s clinic. When we went there for Pranav‘s checkup. Now the best thing about that pic was that, if u move your sight just a little down and right, you’d see something very amazing!! like this….
TAdda!!… May be this is an Indian mentality to do things they are not supposed to do. To remove shoes where it is required not to, and to not do it when needed!
What do you have to say?
I am GAIL WYNAND. … I can never be HOWARD ROARK!
“If a man wishes to be sure of the road he treads on, he must close his eyes and walk in the dark” – “DARK NIGHT OF THE SOUL” by St. John of the Cross, the most sublime of all spanish mystics.
In life, as in everything, we are walking through paths that we perceive as ladders that bring us toward a most important state of awareness. But we have tried so many times to get to this state after having opened a door and then realized by doing it other doors shut down (or get locked) at the same time. One door opens… Three doors close and so on and so on. It is our task to never loose patience, especially when the ultimate goal is to reach our own essence, our own being. We have done this, and we have wanted to understand better our inner self, and perhaps in some way or in all ways we touch the essence of the universe, grasp what it is, what it feels like, or what it makes us feel like.
Some people, through religion, try to find out a way of truth, but looking up, and not looking inside. Many doors close. And the path is mixed with more doubts and short not convincing answers. But why should we have to be convinced? Others, through daily work find a way to understand what reality is. The eternal relative reality, convex mirrors.
I am more mystical than religious and in this way I can consider “any path” valuable if this path is a way for me to meet other realms that I can’t meet through religion in itself. To me, religion was created by men. Mysticism comes from the soul. And now is when I speak about this power exchange between two people, the experience of fearing and confiding in someone at the same time; to feel pain and pleasure and it’s spiritual conclusions. To dare go further beyond, wanting to feel what it is like being an angel, and what it is like being evil. What it is like wanting to be a god, what it is like wanting to be a vassal; what it is like feeling free and slave. To feel free, happy, aware, big, deep, alive… In every one of our experiences.
I have gone through darkness, and it’s then when I have found my own light. If we walk in light, how can we perceive our own? And how can we realize what kind of light it is, how intense it is, how much balance is there between our light and our obscurity? When I walk in darkness a little light becomes a path, a bright tunnel, that I would not be able to see if I was walking in light all around me. My inner light is what I must see to understand the outermost light. And I have to say that the more I am aware and accomplished with what I find in my nature (exploring, finding, and accepting), is when the more doors open, one by one, each one leads to another. And they never, never close.
And yes, do not remember the movie Road trip when u read this.. or see the above picture!. 😀
And this one here, 🙂 an albino peacock as you can see it, is a rare bird.
Well, this one above has been most favorite of all animals. Leathal and wild. i hate to see him in a cage, though another good thing is that, i can see him closely because of that only!
So yeah, that’s that basically. Had a good sunday morning.
Okay, finally talking about the trip! I loved going out [prolly nowhere] and i love going somewhere lonesome. This used to be one such beautiful place in My surroundings. Its a Narmada Canal Syphon. Syphon, simply means that the canal and a river are crossing each other, and here the canal is passed underground , down the river. Once you pass the river and go to the other side of the syphon, there’s a watergate [manual waterfall] to let the water in the sabarmati river. Here the height of the fall is superb. And its awesome scene while u stand at the side of it, and are drenched with the water drops , almost flying around in the whole enviornment. At times, you’re like sitting right there within the rainbow, as the rainbow starts forming and u can almost tough the colors! Gosh, i love the place. its very very cool!!!
But due to the flood in last month, the river that used to be empty before the watergate area, is now all filled. And unlucily the road to syphon watergate is blocked. We went there and faced the same trouble. Either we had to walk around five kms from the place, and reach tht watergate. or we had to find another way. None of that plan seemed THAT interesting to me!! So we just stayed tehre, for few hours. And went back.
Anyways, i loved whatever time we spent there none the less.
but i wish it could have been better if i would’ve been reached where i wanted to go.
Again,there’s always the next time.
Okay! so i had one more road trip!
Dont even ask me what happened this time! I mean , i had good time nonetheless but what i wanted to see, i never got to see. First the road was blocked cause of flood water, and then i had a flat tire in one of our vehicles. Luckily, there was another vehicle too, or we would have been stuck somewhere outthere… like nowhere! 😛
prolly cause of my very nice friend, who is a “MB.COM” [ maha barbaadi ] , with whom i always end up havin a blunder or more, everytime!!!
Anyways, still it was a nice trip.
More pics, shall be posted later!
[ And thats like almost more than 4 kgs of chocolates that my dad brought me, when he came back from US of A last friday!!!
.. and yes! I still dont accept applications for my roommate’s post! hehe! ]
a stubborn outlook
but is that enough for now
time doesn’t matter
quickened imagination
it shall calm the soul
beauty all around
a stressful situation
I’m taking you to
I don’t understand the logic of stopping to blog!! I really do not! I can consider the death of blog due to techinal reason. But suicides, i dont really understand, why?!
I don’t even want to get any deeper in that for analysation. Cause ot makes me feel bad at times. Just like through Emails, and Through IMs, I’ve also formed bonds through blogs. And I hate to see one die cause of one or other reason, either a peaceful one, or a frustrating one. Like i’ve lost The woman , Rhea and one of my very favorites The Neurotic one.
Of course, there have been blogs which came back alive after reaching the very edge of deceasing, giving threats that they might just Harakiri sooner than later. Such as The Anonymous Witness and Reshma Sanyal . And the thought of not being able to read them next week, sometimes makes me feel very melancholic.
Nonetheless, there are cases which provides me with the optimism, like of Nitz, Even apart from the long silence from the blog, i still have hope that it will strech itself from the dark sleep of coma and come back to the life. Of course, Aekta has been the one example of that as well.
After all, it leaves me with the feeling, that in the end, this is life.
Death happens. out of nowhere, yet there!
Cause, even the brightest shining sun, still must set!
Ektz. [ No hard feelings ]
ps. I’ve not yet considered stopping to blog, have you?