19-07-2016
Of all the talks that are necessary, why do we always
forget the one with our own selves? Of all the arguments that we put up, why do
we fear to put up those, in ordr to preserve self-respect? Of all the people
who are close and important to us, why do we always avoid the most
important?...Guess who...
Why is always that only when
someone starts turning back to you makes you realise that they are no more
interested in talking? Why are you not smart enough to acknowledge it before?
To put it more bluntly, why do you need to be throwed down with saying that
they are bored of you? Why can't you just read it off their face? Their
gestures?...
Life is an amazing journey. A
journey in which the destination itself is the starting point. It is amazing to
see how people who used to play to get into talk with you are the one who don't
even have time to read out your views...Or perhaps: it is your mistake.
" आपलाही कोणालातरी कंटाळा येऊ शकतो, ही जाणीव
फार भयप्रद असते"
-व.पु.काळे
जेंव्हा एखाद्याला ही जाणीव होते तेंव्हा तो मुळापासून हलतो. The only thing that he doesn't understand is: why?...
But gradually he starts to
understand...
The greatest mistake of a
mystic? To reveal his mystery. The greatest mistake of a magician? To reveal
his trick...Because he is valued only till he has the trick. When others know
it, he is just an ordinary guy...
The world doesn't really value
goodness. It needs something bad to compare with. There is an old witty
sentence, you might have heard: "The problem about being punctual
everytime is that there is no one present to appreciate it!"...Well...the
same goes with other aspects. Sometimes you show so much understanding that
people take it for granted. Sometimes you open yourself so much that people
forget that it is by your choice that you are doing that. Sometimes you keep
yourself so much away from using power, you keep yourself so much friendly that
people start to mistake it as your inability or weakness.
One might be
fooled into believing that being open about everything is a higher moral value.
A mystic might think that sharing his secret with the world, the world will be
happy.
But is it so?
A magician revealing his
trick becomes an ordinary man, just like others. Does his magic trick makes
everyone else magician?...Of course not!
Keeping
secrets, perhaps, is not that bad thing, as we might think. Or, let me just put
into a better way: I am always an open book. You have each chapter, each line
to read, again and again. But there is also a skill called 'reading between the
lines'. You need to have that. Or else, you will know me by heart but not by
heart...
Anyway, it feels nice to
write again, after a long time. All the reasons that i keep giving for not
writing are all full of bullshit (as you might have sensed already!).
Hope to keep writing more
frequently. Sometimes a bit serious, sometimes a bit light. Sometimes, randomly
philosophical. I can't guarantee it to be good or better in any sense nut i can
add just one more thing to back it up...more life in it!
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