Coffee Table

This is one place where you would practically see all sorts of emotions…

A few years back the only thought that I used to get whenever I saw a café was, “a place to waste money” ..why should or why would any person as a matter of fact shell out money for a cup of coffee when you can make one at home?

But over the years as I grew older and when emotions and solitude start to hit you like starry meteorites, I found that at the coffee table I could leave all those things to rest.

Sometimes just getting out of a place and sitting at the corner of a café redolent of brewing roasted coffee beans, watching the people go by , kids playing around and laughing , birds pecking at the crumbs of the leftover butter croissant … can give such an immense sense of peace and a moment of reflection..

In addition to the aromatic therapy of the coffee table what pleasantly surprises me is how the simple café has encompassed a variety of emotions. The proposals of love, candid talks, gossips of chattering women folk have left prints of beautiful memories on them and I bet if the coffee tables could talk, it would be a delight by itself to hear these wondrous tales.

So is this the magic of the coffee table or the brewing aromatic coffee or simply the beauty of the human mind to extradite itself to the fumes of the mesmerizing brewing beans..

Well to unravel that mystery, a nice cup of cappuccino in a French style café would help..

Half Empty or Half Full

This has always been a trick question used by psychiatrists and interviewers to understand how the human mind works..

Well the situations could be different when we take the well-defined example of the glass containing a liquid of any desirable form ..

Critics say it can be analysed in two ways : either the glass is empty or the glass is half full , the defined answers will tell you about your character traits. But wouldn’t these two answers be the already predictably set answers that anyone would answer and moreover would it be fair to judge the person by the set of answers he gives.

Well to a certain degree, it wouldn’t be fair because then we would be categorizing the person solely based on the answer that he gave when he was in a particular mindset. So does that mean that the person has to be constantly alert and on his toes so as to not be wrongly cataloged or categorized??

Well my question is, is it superceedingly right to categorize a person when he gives either of the answer and what is the possibility of a third answer?

Well if I was asked this question, I would have three different answers in three different situations.

If I had an emotionally wrecking week and I was just desperate to get a job and then comes the question of how do I perceive the glass, well anyone can guess that my answer could be “the glass is half empty”. Now critics say that this answer shows that I have a low morale and I am pessimistic person, but sorry to say wouldn’t that be your answer as well considering the circumstances.

Second instance, an absolutely confident week, great things happening in life, the answer to the same question would be “the glass is half full”. The answer would be so if the previous questions preceding this question were answered well. So does that mean that I am not an introvert or I don’t have a pessimistic attitude towards life?

And the third answer would be, “the glass is full”. Its half filled with water, the rest of the half is filled with air and my imagination to think so.

So what psychiatrists and the interviewers would then select is the third answer, being that I thought out of the box and on my toes.

3 different answers in three different situations…

So ideally it is not about the glass being full or not full , its merely my ability to write about this glass which is the main context of this blog.

Turning Pages...

Today I felt like going back and just rewinding those gigantic clocks which kept reminding us of our last days as students in Bimtech.

In the very last minutes of final prep for the exam, one thing just kept coming back to my mind, 

‘Is this is the end?...Does leaving a place which we are very familiar with, its people, its vicinity ...Does it actually signify the end of the vast journey that lies ahead…?’

Well the journey at Bimtech was more like a new book…where the initial pages seemed hard to comprehend, things just didn’t make sense, and the feel was new, the words tough to digest…               

But then as the reading progressed, a realisation; every chapter had something new to offer, be it in the form of new groups, new friends or be it a complete new turn in our individual personalities.

The familiarity also led to the rise in the fondness for the book… with each page bringing about a stark realisation and also questions, what next??… and a silent prayer, hoping that we don’t reach the end so quickly…

But then as the end draws closer, neither running away from the reality that awaits us nor refusing to turn the pages because of the fear of losing is going to change things…

The book has to end, because this end is going to start something exciting for us, it’s going to bring with it new fears and anxieties. But it would never mean that we won’t look back at what we had experienced and smile at the sweet memories, because if it had ended it ended because this new phase had to begin…

Adieu to everyone who was part of this beautiful book called Bimtech...

Rewind...

Each and every year passes by with a lot of memories and these are created by people around us... It can be friends, well wishers, family or enemies...but each of them leave a mark, a mark in our lives, some memorable, some deplorable, some distinctively hurting and some deeply moving..

What do we thank for every year...good health, good friends, fantastic job, or a good soul mate??

Who do we thank each year... God , Family, Friends or enemies??

Well who do I thank... Each and every person mentioned above...

Simply because each day has been a journey; over the seas. .. Fighting tears and going through every emotion possible maybe for the wrong things now but for the so right things then... Then getting your life back on track by receiving the bundle of dark and venomous lies disguised as a bundle of joy only to see yourself fall  right back from where you had started...But oh yes, the journey continued, and what has it resulted in? 

It has made me stronger, strong enough to fight back with prayers and a great friend by my side...

It is very surprising how life just keeps pushing you forward and helps you forget the past ... How the strong word love brings about a hurricane of joy and happiness which actually makes you realise the joy of all the sufferings and pain and that it was actually worthwhile to go through all of that to get this bounty of joy now..

So how has the year been for me? U.N.B.E.L.I.V.E.A.B.L.E  and evermore simply  F.A.N.T.A.S.T.I.C...

Relationship...

An invisible bond which defines everything, what you are for someone and what you can be for anyone. It is that invisible thread which changes everything , the moment you acknowledge someone’s presence in your life.

Mysterious as it seems, it is one of the most beautiful things ever. Its funny how knowing a person for eight years makes you realise that you don’t know the person anymore in a matter of minutes...and  how knowing a person for less than a year can make you build a relationship which could possibly last forever. But the possibility of the term “forever “, well it is not in my dictionary, the term does not suit  relationships because defining a relationship forever is an understatement, simply because it cannot be defined. What it is for you and me may not be for someone else, what you feel for someone may not be the way the same person feels for you. To be in a relationship forever is a blessing, a feat which only few in their lifetime achieve.

A relationship is not defined and created by some heavenly force, rather it is build here on earth by us. It is a choice that we make ...a gift given ...yet unseen...

Questions...

The answers to all your questions begins with a doubt and then a persistent search for the truth followed by a whole hearted acceptance of why the question was asked in the first place, followed by head banging on the wall as to what were you thinking when you decided to search for the answers to all those random questions.

Well confusion leads to questions which results in the so called search for answers, and well in some cases , let’s not be rude in “all cases”, this leads to more irrelevant questions which leads to even more irrelevant answers. So in the end you have a mixed bowl of confusion, with some questions and answers as fickle as mustard seeds garnished on top.

Then again the question arises, why ask questions when seeking answers would lead to more confusion. Well sad to say, the heart never stops asking, and the mind gives away to the wails of the heart, adamant bastard he is. So this would result in you ending up being messed in questions and then trying to console the poor wailing heart and mind.

Some doubts are good, it has resulted in the overall development of the human race, let’s say that the search for truth led to the rise of a great religion, Buddhism. Now that ain’t that bad, when you look at it in that perspective. Enlightenment was a result of a question, and  it was because of the search of that answer that we had the great enlightenment of Gautam Buddha and the subsequent birth of the religion.

Well I think my search for answers will end up under a tree like Gautam Buddha or I would up end like Newton finding gravity if the apple wished to honour me with its presence.

Emotions

I really wish we were born without them.

When you know it’s pointless to ponder over something that can never be part of your life and still think about it day and night, that’s when you really wonder why were you born with emotions...

“You never learn from your mistakes, take the liberty to crash land right into it whenever you feel so.”

“Would you prefer emotions with a pinch of lemon and salt or do you want it hands down, rock hard..dry? ”.. My heart said “Dry!” .. “Alright...then add some sugar and spice and everything that’s nice, and if you could, add a dash of lemon and see how lovely it is.” “Believe me ..Pathetic!” I told my heart  two days later, “You have a bad taste, a glass of wine and a smoke will get you back to your senses, and that’s exactly what you need...”

“Learn from your mistakes, take the liberty to walk down the glass stairs and please if you crash land, do so safely because no one would be there to pick up the broken pieces.. it would be just you and only you..”