Sunday, March 20, 2011


Mistakes are a part of every ones lives. But no one ever wants to commit a mistake. Its just like playing a game and not wanting to loose ever. And deep inside we all know that one day or the other, will arrive when we will have to deal with the repercussions of our mistakes.

But have you ever thought how bad it is when your mistake is related to choosing the people you want around yourself? Its the worst mistake you can ever make. Cause once the people get into your life and you think that they are what they appear, their true identity slowly poisons your life.

In every step that you thought, they would stand beside you, would help you get over it, do they ditch you like hell. The pain you feel is excruciating on the inside. A pain that no medicine nor aspirin can soothe, a pain that leaves a permanent scar on you heart.

You might say that I am weak so i say that the pain is unbearable.Your advice to me would be 'The best thing to do in this situation is to discard the person from your life, forgetting everything, even that he/she ever was known to you.'

But the fact of the matter is, that the time when you realise your mistake, the person already has become an integral part of your life. You have already developed such accords with him that it is not possible and by saying that I mean, not possible, to delete him from your life.

This part of course is the remorse that one faces and with it has to pay for the consequences of the mistake he has committed. Its harder than anything. Cause when you think that its the end of the pain, life will surely hit you back with another blow until you are ready to sacrifice a part of your life that is so close to you. That was the thing you were striving for for the last decade.

You loose hope.

So while i experience all this shit happening in my life, I think I have to live with it cause I really love the work I have been striving for and none the less, the mistake will surely make my already estrange nature more estranged towards the new people I meet. There shall always be the fear in some part of my brain that will refrain me from letting a person come closer to me...

So, i have something to say for all those who read this,

'Wise men profit more from fools than fools from wise men; for the wise men shun the mistakes of fools, but fools do not imitate the successes of the wise.'

Tuesday, March 8, 2011

Amen I, I am alive!!!

I sit here under the trees and watch the skies..
I never dreamed that I’ll be so lucky, to be so blessed, so I begin singing   

    ‘Amen I, I am alive’,
But thinking about the lakhs of people who died in sacrifice for changing the world, I shrug under the pressure of it. Their sacrifice was a repurcution of their act of protesting against the rules that others have enforced upon us. It was a change that was about having their freedom, a step to do what they liked. 

But it isnt that everyone is so selfish as I am. I remember in 1984 BOB Geldof, a music journalist turned punk rock frontman, inspired by a news report on the African famine, began his fight against World Hunger. He had organised the world's first Global Charity Concert in which roughly a hundred artists participated and was viewed by 1.5 billlion people and a live aid of Euro 150 million. Betty Williams, Peter Bennenson and Nelson Mandela to name a few who strove to help the people of this world to get over their problems. If they were so selfish to just think about their own lives, this world would never have been what it is today. 

But what bothers me are fireflies, in paradise where I can show that others were wrong and continue to sing,
   ‘Amen I, I am alive’
Imagine the day when, everyone would care, no body would cry, everyone would love, no body would lie, everyone would share and swallow their pride, then we would see the day when nobody died of all the pain that this world today is causing us.
Now as I lie beneath the stars, confusing them as satellites, it hits me suddenly that how small we are. If only they could have loved like you and me, then imagine what this world could be.
So as I push to stop saying ‘Amen I, I am alive’, I move with a vigour to make a move to change the world.

‘Never doubt that a small group of committed people can CHANGE THE WORLD… Indeed, it is the only thing that ever has’—Margaret Mead