Monday, May 16, 2011

The writer of my life.....

Amazing, awesome, filled with surprises, the best I would have imagined, heart warming; sad, sorrow, betrayal, the worst I have ever known, painful, hurt, whisky tango foxtrot, it is a complete mess. The writer of my life has written all of this for me. It is so easy to be carried away with good, with the best, with the perfect solution, with getting obsessed! It is learning with wrong, with pain, with faults. No matter what we do, the limitation of words only seem to be present when it is going great, when I am happy; that is the reason there is a saying “I have no words to say how happy I am” contrastingly the words to define when something is not your way or is wrong; the limitations don’t arise at all. Looking even to start of the paragraph you would understand what I am talking about.

What was I thinking when all this was being written to me! You know what I was gladly saying ‘bring it on’ I will handle it. So here it is all on me! Let’s try cribbing about it, you know and I know does not help, does not work probably making us land in a situation or speaking something that we might actually repent later on; and you know how it works you do good and after a week it is all forgotten, you do bad and people would pass by your grave and wish that you would just come out of it for a while; just to remind you that you did was not right.

Let’s try something new, let’s increase the cordiality with life! When the best is done write it on the stone and when the worst performed write it on the paper. It is actually difficult to practise but easy to explain. I am not trying to be sadist here but we or let me put it ‘I’ cause I believe you are the perfect one no offenses. I have been doing just the opposite one writing the good on the papers and bad ones on the stone. Result outrageous the good remains only till the time the papers are not misplaced, burnt or too old to even touch it, with piles and tones of dust over it; whereas all the amazingly painful things I have been writing on the stone, at the top of it I try to carry them OMG trust me they are heavy also the experience is different cause now I know it could have been worse or is worse but scribing on the stone and writing it all back over again is not go na happen! So one more stone increasing the burden I already have Wow! This is sadly awesome right!

The deal is writing the good on the stone and making a point to write all the good; as it is not go na fit in small or slightly bigger ones so we engrave it on the rocks, reason being I should be happy and proud of what I have achieved but not attached to it, otherwise the demons ego start to arise. Whereas all the wrong; all the shit that is happening and happened in life written on the paper, why? Simple you can refer back to it carry it much easily and make amendments to know something new or better or just the loophole to get out of the shit mess that you have landed up in. If the same thing is engraved on the rocks a. You have to go to the same place to find it again and again even if you are not carrying it (cause nobody wants to carry a bunch load of them). b. The effort is too much to amend or write again (lazy me would let it be as it is) for the good or for the bad result the lesson learnt after the experiences is lost and we! Oh sorry ‘I’ am at square one again.

There was a chance I had an opportunity to change the original writing then the answer was ‘bring it on’ now the writer is me and all I can do it make the best out of it of whatever it left with me. It is easier to complain than to fight; easier to crib than to reason, easier to console than to console oneself, easier to forgive than to be forgiven, easier to give up than to compete, easier to die than to live and live the life you want, cause not matter what you say everything happening now is just the consequences of what you wished and wanted in your life to be.

Tuesday, May 10, 2011

Lost and found

Oh my god! I forgot where did I keep it? Here; here; here could be there; there; there, surprisingly every soul around present is being asked as a clue to solve a Sherlock Homes mystery case; then nothing happens, finally enlightenment takes over and shit I have lost it! How many times it has happened with us? Sometimes somebody to blame, sometimes none at all. At the top of it anyone disagreeing; there is this sudden vehemence taking over the dialect making matters worse. Some lectures you might be able to recall ‘you should have more been careful’ ‘you are so careless’ ‘it’s ok it’s just a thing’ ‘forget it’ ‘what?’

Conversely there are times when you find it back, ‘so I did not actually lose it!’ ad hominem about oneself, the relief is temporary and then back to normal; but if you really lose something that was important to you; you remember it for quite a long time of your life; yet the happiness to find it back is momentary; strange but true.  Ameliorate let’s take this to everyday course, time lost never to be found again; trust lost never to be found again (yeah some would disagree, but let me remind you something, once bitten is twice shy you cannot deny it). Now some more coming up hearts broken; opportunities gone; decisions that went wrong. The ones mentioned latter are considered that cannot be fixed ever in life; ‘did you know that fact’ these are the things that can be found again but the ones mentioned before is something no matter what you do, can never be found again.

Lets alleviate heartbroken; let me put it across this way, you need to meet all the wrong people in life to know the right ones and cherish their existence in your life. Opportunities gone, the fact that you had an opportunity is the sign that you have it to get it, back again, probably would need to try a bit more harder, decisions (hahaha, yeah that is what comes to my head; how would you know it is right or wrong; good or bad; until you have faced it, lived it, learnt it! ‘Genius would have been everybody and perfect would have been this earth otherwise’) the best part of everything is ‘it could have been worse’ na na don’t take me wrong I am not trying here to be pessimistic I am trying to say the world looks the way you look at it.

Capricious is considered to be time; I will do it some other time..... that time does not come back, lost is time but memories of ‘things to do remain’ fresh. Trust me no matter how you cajoled the other person, the catastrophe has taken place, caprice would arise to make the other person repay, often opening doors to make somebody else repay. Nay to say two things happen a) there is no difference between the person who did and you doing it now b) your conscious is going to grieve than the other person who did it, but the ego comes in between(rocket science of human nature, don’t know really how it works, but works perfectly; at all the wrong times). Chthonic is lava, so are million desires beneath you. How many could you fulfil it? How many times we think about making up with somebody and because of the busy world we live in; or so to blame it; it does not happen.

Trite we are to listen all this, how much do we know? Every movement lost is an opportunity. People will not understand! Things won’t work according to you. Simple things would be unconquered, amuck are things around. Until we make anything and everything so very important that is takes over control. Go for tryst with yourself, loosen up a bit; the sky won’t come crashing down on you if you don’t want it. The most amazing line I had read in Alchemist ‘If you ask for something from the bottom of your heart, the whole world shall conspire to make it happen’ make sure whatever it is; that is exactly what you want; ask for happiness, it shall follow; ask for comparative happiness, it shall be comparative.

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Tuesday, May 3, 2011


Some subtle things in life we forget, a small abrogate
The Support, the family 

On the journey to find something...

The bright road with only dark shadows 

Wait for the time suitable for....

Being lost could be being confronted with beauty

Do I want to be one amongst the crowd?

All roads don't reach to hieght

Mystic beauty, colours don't fade the beauty

To be or not to be

Unknown roads to known destination

Too busy to bother

The course is set

There just right there precautions before the move

Life is could be one colour sunlight

The road may be coloured may be black & white watch it live it

The presence felt but looks non existing, the blessings 

The look is only a perspective 

Difference of opinions

Life is life and life is to live.
Don't take life too seriously 
It's not like you are getting out alive.

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Monday, May 2, 2011

Queens Day Party

Queen's Day is a national holiday in the Kingdom of the Netherlands. Celebrated on 30 April (or on the 29th if the 30th is a Sunday), Koninginnedag is the official birthday of BeatrixQueen of the Netherlands. Queen Beatrix's actual birthday is 31 January; 30 April was the birthday of her mother and predecessor, Juliana. The holiday remains as an April observance in honor of Juliana and in hopes of better weather than would occur in January.
The holiday was first observed on 31 August 1885 as Prinsessedag or Princess's Day, and was held on the fifth birthday of PrincessWilhelmina, the heiress to the Dutch throne. With the princess's 1890 accession, the holiday acquired its present name,Koninginnedag. When held on 31 August, the holiday was the final day of school summer vacation, and rapidly became popular among children.
With the accession of Queen Juliana in 1948, the holiday was moved to her birthday. When her daughter, Beatrix, took the throne in 1980, she retained the celebration on 30 April, but altered her mother's custom of holding a parade near a royal palace, instead choosing to visit different Dutch towns each year and join in the festivities. In 2009, seven people were killed when a car was driven into a crowd surrounding the royal family's vehicle; the driver also later died. Koninginnedag is known for the nationwide vrijmarket (free market or flea market), when many Dutch sell secondhand items, and as an opportunity for "orange madness" or oranjegekte, when the normally-staid Dutch let down their hair, often temporarily dyed orange for the occasion.
The above is all the wiki stuff the actual party the way it goes well I guess you can understand from the photos below.
I celebrated the Queen's Day at Arnhem surely it is not the biggest party in Netherlands, but it was an awesome party for sure. 
There are markets setup to sell off not required stuff, the amazing part is even while standing in a really really crowded market compared to any other day I  have been here; you would not feel it like fish market, people are bargaining people are talking, people are drinking (the party starts since morning) but nothing chaotic well managed and not loud. There are different stages, tents setup in the centrum (alright, the basic clubs, parties everything is in the centrum supposedly the centre part of the city for all the happening things going around, majorly for all cities in Netherlands), rest I guess you should check out the photos first!

It is a wonderful time to be in Netherlands and if the weather is good as it was for this year, I can assure you; you are going to love it.

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