sabato 12 luglio 2008
lunedì 7 luglio 2008
domenica 6 luglio 2008
mercoledì 2 luglio 2008
comfort zone
Its true, and still I am neglecting my responsibility
Of having formed a comfort zone, with lavish dishes passing under my nose, pool of friends partying everyday, hanging at good for nothing café joints, chatting, bitching, free flowing pocket money… because I demand, I think I have the right to own it, but till now haven’t realized the right to earn it
Dad says, you are eating on my salary, failing to smell his sweat that I spend so effortlessly, enjoying its sweet disposition as frappe.
i rather think, there is no difference in me and a beggar… both of us comfortable in our comfort zones! when they come banging at my comf…..my father’s car, which I ride, to my wish and fancies…I wonder, looking at their brown parched skin, golden hair, soaked eyes…why don’t they desire to rise up? When they have the option too…maybe I should look close enough! They, like me, have developed a comfort zone, found friends who do the same thing, share traffic to traffic aimless news, cry the same chant… and I ll understand the similarity!
I have shamed my head to mediocrity! And ironically I am smart enough to acknowledge that! Then does that make me a bigger fool?! Having the ability to realize, why do I still fail to work upon it!? Determination, will power, are they too difficult a parameter to understand
Or maybe I am in the wrong obsession, and yet even at the thought I shudder…but why should I ? when finding oneself, is a path that we all have to undergo… some find themselves early, and some like me still are finding their determination!
But having asked that question earlier than desired too, let me follow back on my chain of thoughts…if giving up and starting new is a solution, then whatever happened to trying harder, self disciplining, giving one’s best!?? Heavy words again, and even more complex to understand… this time a new jargon rises up my bile, scaring me!
Devotion
When you are devoted to a task, then come what may, here taking a yucky example.. But heck it just came to me…. a leech at sucking blood is devoted! Try as u might, it won’t come off! Because ironically it knows, that its hold is its only way to survival!
Maybe, I need to starve myself to that stark realization, of finding my devotion, create this empty space, from where I can hear myself!
Apparently I have heard so many advices now, that I have drowned myself into multiple layers of muffled silences!
While having an argument, I become quite, why? Because I know I am wrong!!! But also because I don’t believe in putting my opinion anymore! I am not confident that I can be right, why!??? Because I don’t have the knowledge! And I don’t have the knowledge because I don’t make the attempt!
Maybe it’s a plain phase of laziness… lack of devotion! Ofcourse, I have settled so well in my comfort zone… that a need to arise out of it has vanished!
So slap me dear life, right across my face! Teach me the hard way! Coz that is the only way I learn… or I choose to learn! Slap me hard, so that I get shaken off this haze and realize that if I aspire to dream, I should be cognizant of who I am!
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