tell me something...
Why are you here on this page?
Why are you reading whatever is been posted here?
Do we know each other? If we do, I am sure that you already know my line of thought. Don't you?
What do you know of/about me?
How much can we know each other?
Knowing or not knowing is one thing and that is of less significance to that of how much do we mean to each others...
As a matter of fact, being social animals, we need each other. Even if the blog claims to be 'solipsist' there is a required communication expected with understanding.
anyway
there are exams conducted in univ. and people are expected to study and write the expected things, and that is why I am blogging such things here...
sorre to take your time...
Friday, November 24, 2006
Wednesday, November 22, 2006
antar...
Friday, August 04, 2006
pain... anguish... ache...
Dosti...
Human beings are social animals.
Well, don’t we all know that part of our being?
The issue is about the arrivals and departures...
Why do we come together? Which forces bring us closer?
And then things change, people change, situations change, priorities change...
Change is the only permanent thing, says Buddha.
Anitya, cause of the sorrow, misery... Indulgence in that will necessarily lead to grief...
Knowing this entire, still we want to jump into the same things time and again.
Dosti is like the rain. It gravitates.
We all belong to each other. Now that is a huge statement.
The amount of anguish we face for being each other’s is not measurable anyway.
WHY? WHY? Why do we take the same turns time and again? Or wait...
May be it’s just me... Is it?
Can the whole world be wrong and me right?
What the hake, there isn’t any right and wrong...
Indulgence with life is such...
Human beings are social animals.
Well, don’t we all know that part of our being?
The issue is about the arrivals and departures...
Why do we come together? Which forces bring us closer?
And then things change, people change, situations change, priorities change...
Change is the only permanent thing, says Buddha.
Anitya, cause of the sorrow, misery... Indulgence in that will necessarily lead to grief...
Knowing this entire, still we want to jump into the same things time and again.
Dosti is like the rain. It gravitates.
We all belong to each other. Now that is a huge statement.
The amount of anguish we face for being each other’s is not measurable anyway.
WHY? WHY? Why do we take the same turns time and again? Or wait...
May be it’s just me... Is it?
Can the whole world be wrong and me right?
What the hake, there isn’t any right and wrong...
Indulgence with life is such...
Thursday, July 27, 2006
quest...
We always are
somewhere.
Space and Time.
For every ‘now’
there is a ‘here’.
Cannot be without.
Always,
in relation
with something
or
in relation
with someone.
Cannot be
otherwise.
Thinking
of someone,
about something,
cannot be
isolated.
Without
Otherwise
Isolation
that solitude,
could be
beginning of
meditation....
somewhere.
Space and Time.
For every ‘now’
there is a ‘here’.
Cannot be without.
Always,
in relation
with something
or
in relation
with someone.
Cannot be
otherwise.
Thinking
of someone,
about something,
cannot be
isolated.
Without
Otherwise
Isolation
that solitude,
could be
beginning of
meditation....
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