De-Evolution of the Lost Kind

He isn't a Casanova, he’s just immune to love.

And it is this raw spirit of independence and liberty to do the unimaginable that women can’t resist. He's no special guy with a huge fan following, he’s a guy with a few friends, who would save him from the darkest sun. He rides alone disconnected from the world around and sings the tune that please his soul. 

This untamed beast who wants to run free resides in all of us but the ones who really live it are written in the darkest ink. 

These are the rare form of men who have fought the war against evolution and adapted to survive. These are the truly evolved wild. They hide in the shadows of day and live to shine in the night, but the world around doesn't let them breathe and turns everyone alike. 

In this world of lost individuality it is only our wild instincts and nature that truly define us and would give our lives a true sense of purpose. 

Me, Myself & My Paranoia

My Paranoia
These are not words, these are my premonitions, these are my tragedies. 
They are meant to to be offensive and deliberate attempts to please the demons who possess me. 
For the rest of you, who are not bound by the chains of society, whose soul breaths free air, will find then amusing if not narcissistic.

Myself
For the few words that see light, its hard to portray the meaning of life in words, whose life is bound by the imitations of sounds. Nor the journey of the mighty who were born to rise from the dark night nearing its destiny. 
An age of ignorance & isolation fights for its survival and the dream of salvation.

Me
Like that was ever gonna happen!

Beautiful Stranger

Beauty so intoxicating, you'll burn the world to protect it,
Innocence so pure, even the almighty will kneel for justice,
A mystery so intense, you'd give up your soul to experience,
If only words could capture the visions of spirit, the beauty as it seems would salvage so many.

Why Love

If only the beauty of the spirit matched the shine on the skin, 
The thoughts of the soul matched the voices of the mind,
The fire of passion inspired the last kiss,
Indeed only then would be worth loving.

Immortality or Mediocrity

Humans are born immortal but they lack the sanity, acumen, courage to realize & honor their purpose & destiny, thus spending their lives in pursuit of mediocrity believing immortality as unattainable and themselves as unworthy of spirituality & purity, betraying the promise & faith which was the cause of their birth.

Do you still not believe in destiny?

So, do you believe in destiny? Do you think that everything that’s happening in your life, the life of others and the things around, are all part of a grand scheme of things?

Well its very hard to have faith in such a system, especially when there’s so much cynicism in the world.

But then you get stuck traveling in a empty bus on your way to work and gaze at the pouring rain that’s made everything standstill and you get lost in a chain of thoughts that question your value system.

Have you ever not had that feeling?

Our world, our life is a function or simply influenced by the innovators that lived and left their mark. I see cars outside through this toughened glass and I think how come the glass was invented before the invention of the car, why not the other way, well that would have made things a little different, a time when cars didn’t have windows.

We have reached this day, this age and when you look back you see everything unfolding in an amazing synchronized fashion, each innovation, each stage of development following a path which could never have been altered, a plan that was optimized to serve the humans. Nothing could have happened in any other way, it just was meant to happen this way.

Well, may be my words speak too much of optimism and many would have wanted things to have happened in a different way, may be someone would not have wanted the things that happened to them, but then is that really what one would want, a different past, a different history, a different career, a different life partner, a different country, a different life?

Do you still not believe in destiny?

The End of Faith

You are having a bad day, a bad week or probably a bad life but still somehow you manage to rise with the sun each day, you fight the daily battles to earn your bread, you fight your own demons and you do not give up on your beliefs.

The world is a heartless place, its people will stab you in the heart, they will toy with your spirit and they will never stop trying to break it. Everything around you will try and destroy you, the people, their greed, their unreal self will only try to corrupt you.

But just when you have reached your pinnacle of failure, the end of your patience and the ultimatum of your hatred, a ray of light will break through the clouds of darkness and even if for only a quantum of moment it will make you smile and restore your faith in the world that you once cherished to live in.

Life as hard or unpredictable it may seem always had a plan for you, a route to equilibrium. It’s a long way and its hard, it will make you cry and it will make you suicidal but nothing else would ever suffice.

Thank you Mr. Stranger.

A Paranoiac Reality

It’s all fixed, you wouldn't feel it but yes, you are wrong. All this while you didn't suspect a thing, some did and it made them miserable, ignorance truly is bliss. It’s hard to imagine, worse to come to terms to it and it’s truly hopeless to live after you know what’s what. There are no accidents, there’s action and there’s consequences but most of us never get to make the choice, we are mere spectators, pawns, too worthless to be a protagonists of this game being played. We hear things happening and feel what’s wrong with the world, why is this happening, why isn't someone out there making things right, where is the almighty god we put our faith in all this time, does the father not love his children anymore. The sky’s burning, mountains melting, people dying, children being born and wealth being found, why is it so much value on a piece of paper you can only imagine and not on all that you feel, you ask only cause you don’t have it, yes the grapes are sour. You wake up each day living your lives only to be heartbroken to know all the dreams you dreamt are now nothing more than dreams, reality is the knife sharpened with your dreams, stabbing you in the heart just when the worst was over, relief if there’s must be in death or maybe it’s just the beginning.

Explore your Insanity

It’s hard getting out of bed in the morning especially when it’s the warm memories that keep you cosy and the weather outside is begging you to not let your mind work tricks on you. But still you do, going against your will and against everything your body wants you to do, in a way it’s probably the stupidest thing to do and it’s just the first thing for the day.

So since you are already going down the stupid lane, why not make a mark if not in stupidity itself, why not pull on your sneakers and go out to reclaim your insanity, go and speak to the sun, hear the morning chirps, explore the empty lanes just prove to yourself and to the world how silly you can be and then raise the bar.

Live your Passion

Not everyone will understand the things you do, and probably none will ever know what you feel or what you have in mind and what you plan to do. There are some things that will keep you awake and not let you breathe, they will force you to obey and work your ass of, you will redefine yourself and everything you know, you will paint the world in your blood and never question its logic, you wouldn't get anything out of it, no nickel of gold nor a little word of appreciation yet you will find yourself burning every little drop of your blood to do what you can only define as your destiny.

Passion. It will kill you, but nothing else can ever make you feel alive.

Have a Nice Day!

It was a good weekend, probably better than good, it began as a bit hectic but then some stars shone and made it better. So how do you know you have had a good weekend, a good job or just a good life? What parameter would you want to focus on, your bank statements? The dress size of your partner? Or the shine in your garage? Well, all the above parameters do make sense and probably it’s a good thing to quantify your life’s joys in such way for some people, but is your happiness defined and limited by the things you have done, the things you own and the people you know? Would it not be better to just sit at night lost in your thoughts, not thinking of your next credit card purchase or that girl in the red dress but simply trying to change the things around you, make them better… innovate. Not exactly plan a revolution or make a grand business plan, it doesn't even matter if what you come up with is an efficient way to eat ice cream, it’s just the idea that you have decided to focus your energies not planning for your life’s struggles but rather bringing in change, even if it’s a change within. And that’s when you know you have had a good day, a day at the end of which you can even if only for 90 seconds just lose yourself in your thoughts, your passions, your ideas of the world and refine them, make yourself or the things or the people around you a little bit happier. Add value.

The New Year

Possibly the worst start to the new year if you really think about it or may be not, i like to think otherwise but well... my opinion is likely to be biased.

Christmas eve was an anxious wait to go under the knife, a bit nervous and scared was the only second emotion besides the ones i bring upon myself, boxing day began early and well it just came and went, dreaming under morphine was heavenly but then there's a very good reason why its banned, possibly one the the rare pleasant moment in the last couple of weeks... quite disturbing, but that was the last time i remember that i was free to the last cell in my body.

These last two weeks have been a real physical test, you always imagine a certain level of pain that your body can bear, nothing beyond that, but then, that level is broken like your 3rd grade english score.

I might possibly never forget the couple of nights after boxing day, when i really understood what excruciating pain really meant and felt like, how it doesn't let you sleep nor even think, the night that never seemed to end, the night that almost made me cry and regret.

Its been better now, its also in a way that i have exceeded my pain bearing ability to the pro level, something better for the future, although i never in my remaining unknown life would want to go under those lights or anyway near it.

The new year does bring with it a feeling of being born again, quite literally, feeling the ground under your feet, taking those baby steps, learning the whole walking business again.

For all that has happened, and didn't, the things that should have but didn't, the way things should have worked out but didn't, all i can say to myself is, let it all slide, there is a reason for everything and there's one for you to take charge of everything and feel that power in your arms, things will happen as soon as you make them happen.

The Game to Save our Morals

If you have been noticing the things and the people around you, you might have felt a sudden urgency among people to save the Indian culture, society, the true Indianess as and how you want to label it.

Suddenly waves after waves of the population have been rising, passing moral judgement's based on what little they know of Indian culture, to be fairly accurate only a quantum of the population really knows the real Indian traditions, culture, knows in the sense not just have the information but rather knows how they were formed, the purpose, the objective behind every tradition.

What really rings my bell is this rising section of the population unaware of the meanings of the words they preach, a generation of men and women, bored and frustrated with life either with a lot or nothing to do or may be some thing else that has blinded them, a sea of blind monsters trying to swim against the waves.

Societies, culture, traditions evolve as we do, we are moving towards what could simply be described a egalitarian society, a society of free and liberated apes, things are changing to suit the needs and the demands of modern man, but a few feel this change is a move away from culture and tradition that gave birth to us all, and now some feel its their duty to protect what little is left.

Who's duty it is, or if its a issue to be worried about, or even maybe this movement to protect the diminishing art is right or not, is not a question i can answer, for i like the majority am unaware of the meanings of the words on the wall, i, like many am a free rider trying to get through life with minimum hassles, trying to understand life and its meaning is not a top priority, probable in the days close to the grave i would contemplate on such issues.

Welcome Back

Three years since my last post, did i miss blogging? well to be fair i cant remember where the time went or what i did, it seems more like a distant dream which i am not sure if i want to remember.

It does feel good to write, plugged in to some good music, feel the tunes flow through the dark tunnels of the brain and push out all the bad memories, clean my soul of all the impurities, a slow process of detoxification, precisely thats what i need.

Its good to be back.

welcome back.

Rational Emotions

There are many emotions that humans can feel, all the emotions are felt by all the people but how people respond to these emotions is what differentiates them. Emotions are what differentiates us from the uncivilized, but its not rare to find that many of us are uncivilized. It seems that responding to a emotions with a emotion is the rational thing to do, is it really?. By that logic we fight hate with hate which leads to more hate and in the end no one wins, yes happiness increases by sharing but not hatred. This is the reason why we see so much hate in this world, rationality preceding righteousness and unless things change the equation will be unbalanced and there will be pain and suffering in this world.

The Life Of Time

Time, 60 seconds a minute, 60 minutes an hour, 24 hours a day, 365 such days in a year and how many of those seconds, minutes, hours, days and years just pass by with nothing being done, how much time is spent doing things that don't matter and how much time is spent on things that really matter, things that make a difference in lives of oneself and others, things that are meant and need to be done, things that bring change, things that make this imperfect world a bit better than what it currently is and it takes only one such second to make a vast difference in your life, a moment u spent in the wrong place at the wrong time with the wrong people, a second that will change everything in your life.
Each second counts and it waits for no one, so how do do plan to spent the seconds that are left in your life, for life is short, unfair, unpredictable but beautiful.

The Dark Life

Once was a boy simple and kind,

Was not like the rest but was brilliant inside,

Never was he noticed nor ever did he catch anyones eyes,

He had done nothing in his life,

And was a failure at everything in life,

Had no memories of his past nor any plans for his life,

He wished for the end but it was not his time,

As he waited for the end there was a light in his life that pierced everything in his mind,

She was the one he thought who would save him from this life,

And he did everything he could to win her smile,

She smiled for a while and it was the time of his life,

He now wished for a lifetime but god was not on his side,

He was just another soul and there were more on her mind,

He no longer wished for the end, for the first time in his life he had taken control of his life,

There was nothing in his life that could change his mind,

And once for all he silenced his mind.

One Life

Life...four alphabets coming together to define something so important that we try to understand it all the time that we are alive. Limp Bizkit says "life is a lesson and you learn it when it through" and its does make a lot of sense. Most of us don't understand what our life stands for or what we are to do with it, so i ask is there a purpose for our lives, is there a higher calling, is there a reason why we walk on this planet at this point of time or is there a task set for us to fulfill in our lifetime.
The sole purpose of our life is to fulfill our destiny...our destiny is nothing but the things that we dream to accomplish, the things that bring us joy, the things that we wish and not the things that are expected of us and so i appeal to everyone to discover there destiny to find the reasons for our existence and then dedicate life in its pursuit.

Fight Till The End

No one lives forever, nor shall you and nor shall i. Looking at the current situation, i say i would be lucky to live till a age of 60...but do i want to is the question. Its not my call for i cant call death when i want to and it seems unlikely that i would kill myself for i am no quitter...i am a fighter, i crave pain for it defines me, its something that differentiates me from the dead. Read it somewhere sleep when you are dead till then have coffee, it makes much more sense to me than any of the thing that people tried to teach me. So wake up and fight, fight the system you hate, fight the bullies who try to dominate you and tell you what to do and there's no shortage of such pricks. Fight to make this world a better place or fight to change the conditions that you are born into, choose your arena and then devote yourself to it.

Cry

What are you made of, how much can you take? ...and my answers, you can't break me, no one..nothing can! There is nothing in this world that i can't do, there is no one on this planet better than me, there is no pain that i cant bear, nothing that i cant get through, nothing that i cant conquer, nothing that ll scare me away, for i dwell in adversity, pain is what makes me smile.
I am invincible.