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Sunday, November 26, 2017

Daydreamers are dangerous...

Daydreamers are dangerous...

Repeated habits that we tend to repeat all over again every other day is the behavior of ours we don’t want to change rather we forced ourselves to make it to the infinity. Breaking the habits outta nowhere isn't expected all of a sudden.
Being in bed even after the snooze button runs out... COUNTS!!

Dreaming x Daydreaming.. a racist synonym


We must understand life comes with lots of non-skip-able, unstoppable experiences tagging with happy cherishing memories (premature dreams). In return it tells you to ignore the lowest noise and moreover those people who found to be below reference line to themselves and advice other to be a benchmark, it’s a human tendency you see. I mean those who try to be the impeccable ones.

Well, my thoughts were/are independent of any manipulations though frustrations were on cards, i was just following the sound of her… she “”dreams”” here ;). Perhaps the end result of dreams/fulfillment is nothing but being happy or is happiness. 
The Dreams and Happiness are like those other two hands which never meets while handshaking but while hugging..!! Hug is nothing but acceptance of the yellow path. Remember in our childhood, happiness is something like trying to keep the electric button in neutral state. The best part our hands used to die out of height in doing so (**those days).

Walking on yellow path on pursuit of finding happiness outside in reel world we tend to lose ourselves inside. We get deviated in finding, sympathy a love a praise an appreciation a care from another person. The season is volatile.


Happiness is something like cold sweats at 2 am in the night sky,  is affording a dog,  is taking a solo road trip, is in first love you give too much and you give everything, is Daydreaming.

Eventually daydreaming is disease. A disease of reminders in day time.




Saturday, November 4, 2017

I make my bed, where i lay my head...

I make my bed, where i lay my head...



Some people explore to find treasure, some to peace, some for joy, some are rich and some for so called inner peace which can’t be found but in the loo-room. Isn’t it the best place for great ideas?, who knows Newton was sitting down there for apple to fall  or was he there for loo\rub down\wipe up?? (*wink*kidding) ;)

I was average all my life, never waited for an outcome. Perhaps I was a disappointment to myself. In course of time I have realized to live a strong and rough life you have to have a strong mind, a mind with lot of nuisance for finding growth on every single day rather being a list-man with change of plans every time.

For me my obsession was with self-education and being a greatest version of myself. (We are not talking about people who are acclaimed self-obsessed for setting up their photo as mobile’s wallpaper *peace*)  This obsession has pushed me always from my comfortable zone.

Never stayed a place for more than a year, always wanted to a traveler but life gives you lemons. (*Just squeeze it*). So much lemon that it made me to bump places. Moved me bumping from Gurdaspur, Kashmir, Jammu, Tinsukia, Mysore, Delhi, Rishikesh, Roopkund,  Jaipur, Pune, Nagpur, Banglore finally to Mumbai. In doing so I have overcome my worst life incidents; I used to sit on railway station all night and used to observe people. Been through berserk form, I found my reboot button on new places. The passion of turning should’s into must’s has always kept me moving from places to places. I always made my bed where I laid my head. Ability to pack and wheel, ability to move, ability to evolve, ability to solitude, kills your dependencies –desires. They make you gentlemen with no shiny ring on head and red tipped tail.

The moment you realize that First Time Fix Right is not Right and you repeat it just to evolve within that frame dimension. Who remembered the law of conservation of energy?? (Ask Google) it states energy neither be created nor be destroyed. Speaking logically it’s conserved over time. No matter how close it is, how attached you are, how emotional it is, irrespective of non-movable heavy block you are, always spends energy on something or anything. 

It’s not you have to travel always. It’s just I made my bed where I laid my head. 

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