The big thing called "life"

Neeyagave nee vazhnthal un vaazhkaye Brindavanam

The person called "you"

You do not need anyone else in your life, as long as you are comfortable with you..

the voice of silence...

I feel I am talking too much nowadays..Keep giving advise to people who do not need them. I think I should give a chance to the silence. Just try to hear its voice. May be the people around me would find it easy to connect with my silence....

mystics

Someone who believes in the existence of realities beyond human comprehension.

The god, faith and the life ahead...

She was questioning about her faith...Inspite of continuos prayers, the total belief in god, the confidence in thyself...why there was an attack?...how could I answer that question? thats more or less the same state of my mind as well...so do i still need to believe that supreme power...that is the one that guides, saves, gives and protects...what do i need to do to get into the good books of that supreme power...may be the attack was for someting good?...do i need to take this in that way...I've been taking things in that way only for a long time...i dont know how long this shall continue...why cant the picture be clearer and better...why cant the god shall be transparent...why cant the god do good things to me and my people?...I feel like quitting everything...quit the principles...quit the constant debate in my mind on good and bad things...quit the laws...quit the limits....quit the boundaries...quit the constant fear in me that says god is watching us...quit my prayers...quit this place...quite the corporate bulls__t, quit all the people around....to go to a place where there is peace..just me, she and him....I desperately wish...

Why me??

Yesterday, while I was returning back from office, I had this thought..When I look at some of my colleagues, I always become jealous. The whole damn world looked happy to me. Why the hell there is plenty of pain & suffering in my damn life??...So coming back to the point, I felt that may be because I do not wish good for me. I am thinking that only pain and suffering are the ones that keeps my life going..Sometimes I've wished people very good things..I feel from my heart when they are in trouble..all that may be because i have already undergone that kind of pain..or more than that...i wanted things to get better for some of my colleagues, who are good people, who are innocent...I always thought they are god's own children..and so prayed to god to improve their life...why am I not praying for me...thats due to my mind build...I believe that there is no need to ask for me. as he knows me and takes care..but yes, i should start wishing good for me....like...dont worry, your sorrows will come to an end, you will earn really well, you will always be protected from unforeseen circumstances, god will be watching your family, you will buy a car and live happily ever after...

the thing called "me"...

Most recently I've learnt a one thing about me. I constantly want to get rid of people. Be at office or personal relationships. Like for example, at the office, I am happy when people say they got a new job outside. I am relieved that I am no longer going to be with them. After they leave, I start missing them terribly, remembering all those good times I've spent with them.

From the movie, "The pursuit of Happ"y"ness".

Its an I in "Happiness".
There is no Y in "Happiness.

This is part of my Life story.

This part is called "Riding the bus".

I still remembered that moment.

They all looked so damned happy to me.
Why could'nt I look like that?

That my be happiness is something that we can only pursue.
And may be we can actually never have it, no matter what.

Dont ever let somebody tell you, you cant do something.
Not even me.

You got a dream.....you gotto protect it.
People cant do something themselves...they wanna tell you, you cant do it...

If you want something...go and get it...period


Feeling underrated and unappreciated...

I had to do it in 6 hours, what they do it in nine.
In order not to waste any time, I was'nt hanging up the phone in between calls.
I realised that by not hanging up the phone , I gained another 8 mins a day.
I was'nt drinking any water..so I did'nt waste any time in the bath room.

The next day after work, we just went to the beach.
Just Chris and me.

Far away from buses, noise and a constant dissappointment in my ten-gallon head...and myself.
Because, when I was young and I'd get an A on a history test or whatever, I'd get this good feeling about all the things that I could be and then I never became any of them.

This part of my life..
This little part...
is called "Happiness"