Dreamer...

Landscape+Urbanism: December 2008 Shared via AddThis

this has been handed down to me by my daddy, you'll know why i posted it here once you read it ...here it goes... LIFE AND TIME The Paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings but shorter tempers, wider Freeways, but narrower viewpoints. We spend more, but have less, we buy more, but enjoy less. We have bigger houses and smaller families, more conveniences, but less time. We have more degrees but less sense, more knowledge, but less judgement moreexperts, yet more problems, more medicine, but less wellness. we drink toomuch , smoke too much , spend too recklessly , laugh too little, drive to fast, get too angry, stay up too late, get up too tired, drive read too little, watch tv too much, and pray too seldom. we have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values. we talk too much, love too seldom and hate too often. we've learned how too make a living, but not a life. we've added years to life not life to years, we've been all...

saw these words as tag line of a friend ....shared these words with a special person.... when love is in excess it brings no honor nor worthiness He asked me the meaning of those words, i thought he is kidding me. but i guess he was fishing for ' my version' of those words.... ne ways i went ahead , trying to explain such a difficult, hard to put to words feeling. i tried a lot...genuine attempts but some how i coudn't even satisfy my self with the explanations. out of nowhere did this comparison then struck me....and i tried once again. when u luv sm1 too much dt the slightest f things hurt nd pinch like wounds of a war... u nvr make them realize tht ur sufferin coz f them...or u hv done them a favor...or smth they said hurt u... u just keep doing things even without realizing urself tht ur doing those things.. i still don know what about those words was so special but he insisted that the explanation is deep and the words need to be put somewhere they can last....or ...

is having a heart a "crime"??? why are only the show-offs understood and accepted? why does no one realize the genuinity if you don't brag about your contributions? it's only the ones who shed tears are actually apologised to. why are the braver people as good as condemned? people have expectations from you but they can not mention the same in words for their inflated ego. you are never appreciated for helping someone but you are as hell reprimanded for the slightest of mistakes. is it too much to expect that the people you help keeping aside your responsibilities, help you back or atleast leave a note of thank, even if not apreciate or feel oblidged that you were there when the world had turned its back to their face? why in the world is the one who accepts faults bombasted and the one stubborn people are categorised as "principled"? there are people who are fathomed...but there are also people who only act "pricey", no one acknowledges amidst the...

hI! who m i? what i m upto. i don't know but i guess i just want to live off the edge. now wat's that? edge .........u wanna see things right outta ur iris. hell ya wake up time life and this world both r the place ..its a place wen u see fake ppl doing the fake things. wat really is fake? smiling in front of ppl wen somebdy is just not tolerable. there are certainly somethings in life which u can't get by snatching from the other ppl. in those things one of the greatest thing is called love. love is the thing that makes me write this blog just in case may be the person who is in my heart cud read this one and feel something for me. and if she is really be reading then just a wicked thought comes is it taht important. wat do we need really is love but y working so hard to get it y isn't we r made for each other. isn't the feeling comes into ur mind that y love is only for some wen its a thing which must be for evryone.

I wish people were more genuine. Genuine as in smiling not just with teeth, smiling not just with an upside curve but smiling so that there’s a spark of light in your eyes to let the world know of your warmly lit soul. I wish love was actually unconditional. In fact, all such beautiful emotions were not tanlged up with the materialistic things of life. I wish compassion was not just a word used like philantrophy. I wish people were more humane and less saintly. I wish there was freedom. Freedom for our souls to wander in the sun, to play in the mud, to shout and scream and yell and gleam. I wish we could be liberal. If we could be liberal, we could have given ourselves the liberty to enjoy the simple things of life. I wish people did not weigh relations with the associated returns. The world would have been different if we chose our friends and foes based not on the reputational benefits or hazards. I wish we were brave. Brave and strong. Stress levels would have been lowerer if we wer...

....is it tough to unlearn the 'uncanny'? and even while it is not EASY to let your self 'gEt lOst' in the beauty of simplicities of life... ...how can one make the process of 'RE-FINDING' the simple "you", you were...EASIER? is that a real task ...? Or is it just 'me' who keeps loosing the track of who ''I'' am.... is that ‘thought’ worth giving a thought to? Or is it just me, who thinks too much…. My mind is full of questions! Is that something wrong? Or am I finally awake… If it was me who was sleeping, who, then, did learn those “not me” things? Or was it just me, who was searching MYSELF…

I wish I could advertise the human emotions and the “once” everything virtues of life! In the present times, at least, that’s somehow, to my mind, the only possible way of reminding me and other people as daft as I am the FACT… Fact that it’s the tender intrinsic sentiment which was always to be kept at the forefront in the battle of our lives!

Wandering and Wondering: Beauty or Torture?

Wandering and Wondering: Punjabi Baroque

It's absolutely amazing how we do not understand the most basic of things which are universal truths and are repeatedly told by all our well-wishers but then one fine day someone special who we generally do not agree with, most of the times, would some how make us understand the thing or shall i say , "the divine understanding" of the things which are as simple and as blatant as the 'rising of the sun'. That some one is obviously your well-wisher like the many others who also had tried to make you understand those things, infact the one thing that you are so sure of would change your life tremendously even before you have actually put it to use or to your advantage, this belief ,in fact, in something that you have been told by someone close to you sets the tone for you to further believe in your self to the extents of achieving the most unachievable goal in your life.....that suddenly shifts you goals to soar far above the limits that the sky could have set even...

21 years of my life already past.....not that i'm fretting about it , i am ....infact, to have finally achieved this mark (for obvious reasons, i can't after all break rules), am absolutely glad! though there's something i m not very ecstatic about and the irony is i am not even sure what that thing is! is it confusion???? if yes, why am i so perplexed. what's the cause of my bewilderment. how do i unveil the mystery confounding me? surrounded by a lot of beautiful people, why are the negative vibes, indispensable for that waterlight poise, daunting me? is it obduracy????if yes, what should i comply with, how do i chalk out a "to conform list".

I did not even wish my blog a happy new year! but anyways when i do i know it is really, "a happy new year" we are to learn something new everyday every living second but something that brings a 'TRANSFORMATION' is when we really have been the sponge a human being should be and absorbed the richness around us to fill in the voids within us, something to provide calm and then sprinkle that attribute to make the suroundings 'LUSH'! I don know how much of that will remain with me..........all i know is, "TRANSFORMING IS A DREAM".......im " THE DREAMERRR ...!"

roses inundate me......keeping at bay their thorns.....thinking me beautifully complete they don prick.....just if i could , how wish to show the ugly......vulnerability underneath! .......judging me ........hail and stong they don attack........am i lucky that they can't see the aching wounds..........verile and tender!

Aren't there a few momemts you really cherish..........? Why..........you don't know! Should you................You don't want to know! Aren't there a few instances which are more than 'JUST MEMORIES'.................. How much ...........you Know not! Could there be better..................You never compare! Aren't there a few people really ' Special '.................. What's their speciality....................? .......Can I find out? Are " They " related ..................... ? " You " belong !!

Saunetring , sauntering through what u know not! some direction, which one i know not! as long a walk in life, as little a space to stand!

the mysteries of life ARE PROBABLY A MYSTERY THEMSELVES! Something i have never been able to understand is the mystery life poses in the form of myraid faces who are unrevealed , unfathomable enigmas even to themselves! i don know if I am a part of that symphonic insurrection!!

life is a creative journey, attitudes are all that matter . work is seldom appreciated, but we often take criticism as JEALOUSY !!!!