what to write?
sometime has gone by since i wrote last. as always i am again at a quandary over what to write. i have been very busy at work, which has intruigingly affected the gathering of knowledge or issues that i would have liked to do. instead, i find that i have learnt nothing about anything. it is quite depressing, that in the pursuit of making money, we end up not learning anything that interests us. most of the time, it is mere survival and instinct that gets us through. not some new thought or the application of a new idea.
sometimes i wonder if all life had to offer were the formative years and that now is perhaps payback time! the only way to avoid that situation is to ensure that your formative years continue for ever or something like that...through studies, or through adventure (whatever that means) and so on. this post if pretty pointless. let me cut here.
Thursday, March 31, 2005
Tuesday, March 08, 2005
flattened flowers on a tar road
almost every day on the road i see crushed flowers of so many colours. walked over, run over, stamped over. but initially, thrown over the cart which is at the head of a procession carrying a body on its final journey. and once the body has passed, the flowers colouring up the road are a testimonial to life's passing. and as further proof, life actually passes over those flowers, and they become part of the tyres and the houses and the streets where those tyres go. soon, the perfume and the colour of death passes into every house in the entire city. whatever after all is on the road, must reach somewhere.
almost every day on the road i see crushed flowers of so many colours. walked over, run over, stamped over. but initially, thrown over the cart which is at the head of a procession carrying a body on its final journey. and once the body has passed, the flowers colouring up the road are a testimonial to life's passing. and as further proof, life actually passes over those flowers, and they become part of the tyres and the houses and the streets where those tyres go. soon, the perfume and the colour of death passes into every house in the entire city. whatever after all is on the road, must reach somewhere.
Thursday, March 03, 2005
never tomorrow
the world is today, isint it?
there is never tomorrow. over the last few days, i have been working a lot. till late in the night and the whole day the next. somehow, watching a movie mid week seems like a good idea to break the routine. what good does that do? not much, actually. it just makes me feel a little bit more alive. like there is something else to my life than just my work. everybody needs something, dont they?
i need to do other things too. like learn the guitar. read some more. i am not doing all that these days. i wish i could. i will actually.
work life balance is such a hollow concept sometimes. because of its impracticality. what do you go after? the money, the fame, or after what you want to do? in my case, learn, listen to music, expericne the world. so many things.
we all wish the world to happen to us. but i am trying for a few pinches of salt.
the world is today, isint it?
there is never tomorrow. over the last few days, i have been working a lot. till late in the night and the whole day the next. somehow, watching a movie mid week seems like a good idea to break the routine. what good does that do? not much, actually. it just makes me feel a little bit more alive. like there is something else to my life than just my work. everybody needs something, dont they?
i need to do other things too. like learn the guitar. read some more. i am not doing all that these days. i wish i could. i will actually.
work life balance is such a hollow concept sometimes. because of its impracticality. what do you go after? the money, the fame, or after what you want to do? in my case, learn, listen to music, expericne the world. so many things.
we all wish the world to happen to us. but i am trying for a few pinches of salt.
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