A Man Minus his Dream

A man minus his dream

Is like free-falling in a black hole’s realm


A sleepless night catching up on sleep

An irky feeling, he never wants to keep


A sighted man who just can’t see

Stranded in strange reality


Like the one who Has to Live at any cost

With a Love that’s lost


Like a lost tune

He once always knew


A search he can’t avoid

Finding nothing but void


He calls out to his Dream

Not a whisper, but a scream


Some Day He Will find

Repose of another kind!


A man minus his dream

Is like free-falling in a black hole’s realm

Are we really time-bound?

Who declared that time ticks away all the time? The ticking hand of the clock? But wasn’t all that a man-made concept? So what if we were to consider that time never ticked ahead and that the occurrence of day and night was just a natural phenomenon; and so was the case with ageing? Think. You would be where you are now, you wouldn’t have lived the years you thought you have, you just observed the days following the nights and then finally died one fine day. Is this thought making you feel better or worse? I feel better. The feeling that you are not bound by time, you are beyond time, you are not chasing something just because you think you are falling short of time. So when you assume that there is not concept called time, there is probably all the time in the world! Relax; things will happen, when they have to. But, this is just a thought; don’t consider it to be your licence to not be punctual heheh. It is your mind, think whatever suits you best!

Adjusting your intelligence

You could be intelligent or sharp witted. You could have all that it takes to put someone down. But what do you get out of all of it? Probably a chunk of good meat to feed your ego, something to make yourself feel superior. Is it worth all that really? Think of it in this way. How about being so intelligent, that you have the power to calibrate your intelligence to match the wavelength of someone’s intelligence, you are having a conversation with?  Take for example a 1 year old child. What would it best understand? Sounds like burrrr eeerrrrr eeeee uuuu.. some funny faces or maybe something outright silly. He or she would enjoy every bit of it. What if you try to explain “theory of relativity” to that child instead? That sweet little one would soon get bored to death and look for something more exciting which he or she understands better. Similarly every human being is different, has gone through something in life, has observed something different, has dealt with different circumstances. Not just humans, the fact holds true for every living being I would say. So what’s the point in boasting about your intelligence if you have practically made no kind of connection with that living being by showcasing your supreme intelligence? Some would argue though, what’s the point in making a connection with any living being at all! All I would tell them is that I think there is a point in there to create a bond with every living being you interact with. You just have to think about it. Words fall short really to explain what that point really is; you have to make that connection to know what the point exactly is. Give it a thought; make a connection; alter your intelligence.

More of more

“More” means peacock in Hindi, but is a real monster in English. More food, more attention, more money, more cars, more games, more movies, more TV series, more songs, more likes, more shares, more selfies, more fame, more popularity, more fans, more friends, better bank balance, more properties, more industries, more cars, more roads, more votes, more land, more wars, more power, better economy, more parties, louder music, taller skyscrapers, trippier  stuff, more riffs, more base, more leads, more clicks, more profit, more business, more advertising, more marketing, better deals, more offers, more discounts, better gifts, better physique, more books, more knowledge, more dates, more girlfriends, more boyfriends, more sex, more kids, fairer skin-tone, better hike, more hard work, more up to date, more adrenaline, better fashion, more clothes, better clothes, better shoes, more shoes, more travels, more functions, more temple visits, more excitement, more news, more updates, more phone calls, more furniture, more GB, more processing speed, better computers, better features, better camera, more pixels, more hard disk space……




I know greed comes naturally to human beings, but to what extent should you extend it?


Take it easy buddy. You are probably doing just fine with what you have. Breathe. Be more content and more happy… oops, happier!



Are Being Knowledgeable, Being Well-read and Being Educated Mutually Exclusive?

A simple ‘yes’ or ‘no’ would simply kill it at that. Let’s give it a thought, like the usual ‘bakchodi’- the way Indians  term it as heheh. I think that though there is some co-relation between all these things, you might want to consider some exceptional permutations. Think of a conductor in a bus. He or she is probably not well-read, nor are they highly educated, but aren’t they knowledgeable? You definitely can’t say no. Knowledge is, I think associated with what one has experienced or observed in life. Reading and education will definitely improve one’s knowledge but it doesn’t mean that a construction labourer is not knowledgeable, just because he/she is not well-read or educated. They know exactly how to do the work that they are assigned. Take new born babies for example. They do have knowledge based on whatever little observations they have made in life. Education, if pursued to improve one’s knowledge would be useful else it would just be a waste of time. It is also important to improve one’s ability to question things and find out what according to them is right or wrong. Reading is a subset of education but reading something that is not at all related to your field of interest will broaden your horizons, make you imagine things that you might never otherwise and perhaps make you more knowledgeable. Coming to what amongst these three is important in life? I think being knowledgeable is more important. I, for instance, very rarely read books. Education in India is more for improving your chances of finding a job than anything else, though there are many who pursue it to gain knowledge about something they love. Let it be. ‘Importance’ is very subjective, so I don’t want my opinion to affect yours. Damn this is getting awfully confusing. Just chuck it, don’t break your heads!

Is Living Superficially Really That Uncool?

I know I could be hurting sentiments of hardcore thinkers and philosophers. Losing into the depth of your thoughts is great; I mean it’s really intelligent of you. You and your intelligent friends have a good chunk of some good shit to ponder about, banter about. Think why things are not going right, think why someone is behaving the way they are, think of how this world can be a better place etc etc. But hold on. I have observed people who live superficially. They are so better off. Seriously. Get up, work, come back, relax over some good family time, sleep and continue the same cycle till you die. What’s wrong in that? Intellectuals would disagree with this and want to say that, you can’t just live superficially, but I think those who do that are much much happier. Give it a thought!

The Boy and his Dog (Musical Montage) A Screenwriting Exercise

Some visuals came to my head when I was listening to this classic violin piece “Bach Partita N°3 prelude”..

Read the screenplay.. as you play the song..

A close shot of a little boy pushing a wooden door of a countryside old house quickly. He swiftly jumps outside, camera simply follows the running boy. He is running across the green pastures.. his legs fall on a puddle, splashing water.. he continues to run.. we see his mother screaming as he passes by, boy does not care… he runs.. runs without thinking where he is running..

A brown furred dog starts running along with the boy.. the dog is not angry.. but is his playful pet.. A side profile follow shot shows the boy and the brown dog almost overtaking a bicycle that a man is riding beside them..  he gets tired at a point… his pace reduces.. He stands taking in heavy breaths.. with his hands on his knees..

He looks up after a moment.. a wide shot shows that he is in the middle of a vast landscape.. The man rides the bicycle, far past the boy on a narrow path… The boy stays back not worried about losing the race..  Camera revolves around the still smiling boy.. with his hands on his hips and his dog beside him barking in excitement.. the boy is engrossed looking at the immense beauty around him.. a wider shot reveals that a pond is in front of him.. an even longer shot reveals that behind the pond there are some mountains at the distance.. not too visible.. hidden behind the clouds…. he smiles as the dog too looks at the scenery wagging his tail, a bit calmer now..  Extreme wide shot of the dog wagging his tail and the boy admiring beauty of nature…

Close shot of the boy’s legs as he treads ahead slowly through the grass.. a mid shot reveals that he is walking towards a tree near the edge of the pond.. he sits under it.. He looks up.. a mango is within his reach just above his head.. A top angle shot of the boy looking at the mango excitedly..

Cut to Boy is eating a mango.. the mango seed is fully naked.. nothing of the pulp remains.. the boy’s lips are all messed up.. he does not care.. actually he has not even realized that his lips are messed up.. he is simply enjoying the taste of the mango.. his dog looks on.. he is done.. he looks up again.. another mango catches his attention.. this time though.. the mango is far from his reach..  both the dog and the boy are looking at the mango high up in the branches.. wondering if he would be able to reach it.. he starts throwing stones at the mango, the dog too jumps and barks trying in his own way to help the boy.. the mango does not fall down even after several attempts, what happens to the mango is the mango’s fate, not even I nor the boy knows that.

He is now flying a kite in the sky.. somewhere else..  at a mountain top.. The sun sets behind a silhouette of the boy, his dog and the flying kite..

The boy lost the race. He could not pluck the mango. Even his kite will not fly beyond a limit and will fall down after some time. Has he actually lost anything? Don’t know. 🙂