So how do two strangers become friends? Is it the frequency of their interactions.. or the common links which are woven? Is it the possibity of a beautiful tomorrow.. or the content of a happy today.. whatever it is.. its more vital on how we shape it.. because a new friendship is like fresh clay ..what defines its destiny is the way we mould it today..
Like it is said.. in most of the melodramatic Hindi movies. sometimes it takes ages to get to know a person.. and sometimes. it takes a couple of converstations to make them your best friend. It is important to cherish and nurture this friendship.. so that it grows into a stronger bond.. which is linked.. without an open end..
It is not important that two people interpret a thing in the same way, or like the same cuisine.. or enjoy the same genre of music.. or watch the same movies.. whats important is that.. you cook with a lot of affection, .. dance to the most boring song together and enjoy a bucket of popcorns watchingthe lousiest of flicks.. its the way you want it to be.. thats how it will turn out..
Its not a problem if we have built castles in the air..because now its time to put a strong foundation under it.. a lot of hope, apprehension, anxiety and dreams come with every begining, but if you support this with a strong cemented ground.. the tallest of skyskapers will stand with a promise of a hundred years.
Life moves on.. you encounter a different situation every day.. but what matters and keeps you going is the hand that holds you through your journey.. the step that steps on your footprints and walks you through verdant and barren lands... someone who brings a smile to your face even when you are in the most crucial situation or who just listens to what you have to say even if it makes no sense.. maybe its about giving in unconditional love and commitment to a friendship which makes it beautiful.. because we are not perfect people.. what matters is just what it takes to make a perfect realtionship..:)
Monday, November 30, 2009
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
Do you have the power to Imagine?
How wild can your imagination get? I am sure this statement would have a different interpretation for every individual.. and that’s just what I want to elaborate.. our imagination can soar to a totally different tangent just by a thought or a mere mention of an unquestioned question.Thus, its potential remains unexplored most of the times.. and that is where we thwart our creativity.. who says only a few people have the power to give ideas or create magic.. I believe each of us has a thought process and perspective which if directed towards the correct destination.. will surely weave magic.. so lets all give it a shot!
This evening was quite interesting, with a series of events lined up for me.. it all started with an anti mosquitoes fumigation drive.. now.. that’s indeed a reason to be out of office before time.. A company named.. ‘All Out’ conducted this ritual in order to kill all possible traces of mosquitoes from our office.. Now that’s where imagination comes in! All Out… were they really referring to mosquitoes when they named the product? Maybe not!
Well, the so called eventful evening progressed to stage two.. My friends brother, who is a popular pop artist had his paintings lined up for an exhibition .. So I thought I might as well go and have a look and take a sneak peak into people’s psyche… This demonstrates my level of interference and concern for people J.. Well.. the exhibition was ‘creative’.. if I had to sum it up in a word.. but that is when I realized the potential of creativity and how differently each of us think… Each painting had a story to tell.. and as I looked at them intently and tried to interpret the varied depictions in the delicately blended strokes my eyes rested upon the label.. ‘ A work of art.. by mausimi Chatterjee.. Rs 1,00,000’ and that was something which struck me.. does every idea.. every artist and every piece of art come with a price tag? Who defined the worth of imagination? And who gave people the right to transfer ownership of an invention? Was it the sheer will to get some fame ? or the necessity of an artist.. or just a way of making a living.. maybe one of these.. but then.. none of these colour pallets.. or the canvas knew .. how expensive they had become with a dash of imagination thrown on them.. it was indeed mesmerizing to see.. hues of orange, black and green mix together like they originated from the same womb of an innocent mother.. it rather gave me a sense of recognition.. of belonging to a race which had the ability to create such delight.. I think..we all deserve a chance.. to let our imagination go wild.. so that we can also discover the artist within us.. and maybe that would make us a more complete individual.. who has the power to make another individual think.. or maybe just smile at the beauty of our creation.
This evening was quite interesting, with a series of events lined up for me.. it all started with an anti mosquitoes fumigation drive.. now.. that’s indeed a reason to be out of office before time.. A company named.. ‘All Out’ conducted this ritual in order to kill all possible traces of mosquitoes from our office.. Now that’s where imagination comes in! All Out… were they really referring to mosquitoes when they named the product? Maybe not!
Well, the so called eventful evening progressed to stage two.. My friends brother, who is a popular pop artist had his paintings lined up for an exhibition .. So I thought I might as well go and have a look and take a sneak peak into people’s psyche… This demonstrates my level of interference and concern for people J.. Well.. the exhibition was ‘creative’.. if I had to sum it up in a word.. but that is when I realized the potential of creativity and how differently each of us think… Each painting had a story to tell.. and as I looked at them intently and tried to interpret the varied depictions in the delicately blended strokes my eyes rested upon the label.. ‘ A work of art.. by mausimi Chatterjee.. Rs 1,00,000’ and that was something which struck me.. does every idea.. every artist and every piece of art come with a price tag? Who defined the worth of imagination? And who gave people the right to transfer ownership of an invention? Was it the sheer will to get some fame ? or the necessity of an artist.. or just a way of making a living.. maybe one of these.. but then.. none of these colour pallets.. or the canvas knew .. how expensive they had become with a dash of imagination thrown on them.. it was indeed mesmerizing to see.. hues of orange, black and green mix together like they originated from the same womb of an innocent mother.. it rather gave me a sense of recognition.. of belonging to a race which had the ability to create such delight.. I think..we all deserve a chance.. to let our imagination go wild.. so that we can also discover the artist within us.. and maybe that would make us a more complete individual.. who has the power to make another individual think.. or maybe just smile at the beauty of our creation.
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
What shape is our life?
Whats the first thing that comes to your mind when you hear the word 'shape'? its not a square, or a rectangle, its something which is fuller, easier and more acceptable. Its a 'Circle'. I say acceptable, because..by the law of nature ,a circle appears far more than a triangle or a hexagon for that matter. A circle is what almost everything derives its shape from, your eyes, your finger tips, your elbows.. or for that matter your heart.. and its stories as well.. which ranges from the ambitiously circular sun to the mysteriously circular moon.
But, from where this thought orginates is a pattern, which I have observed over a period of time.. a pattern, which roars up to a mighty curve, and drops down, like a blotch of dense paint over a dusty wall...where the downfall is predictable, evident.. yet upsetting and unwanted. But then again, every one knows that life comes a full circle.. if it starts up to go on .. to the mighty peak..it will have to come down.. not because it is the end of the road.. or the last paragraph of a highly engrossing novel.. but because.. it has to go back again and aim for the peak.. start again with a relevant motive and achieve a higher note.. with a higher aspiration.. Just like we want a higher bar graph line, in the next over when our country is playing against a deadly opponent in a cricket match.'
When..I started writing the post, my thought was much different from what it has turned out to be now.. I thought of putting the simple point across that when we approach a dark tunnel.. its not because we are walking towards the interior of the earth.. with a heavy baggage on our shoulder. which has nothing concrete to support our survival.. or where there is no light.. but we are just walking past a dark night which will eventually witness a bright sunrise..
SO stepping back may not always be a solution.. walking on towards a prettier coast is a better option... :) what say?
But, from where this thought orginates is a pattern, which I have observed over a period of time.. a pattern, which roars up to a mighty curve, and drops down, like a blotch of dense paint over a dusty wall...where the downfall is predictable, evident.. yet upsetting and unwanted. But then again, every one knows that life comes a full circle.. if it starts up to go on .. to the mighty peak..it will have to come down.. not because it is the end of the road.. or the last paragraph of a highly engrossing novel.. but because.. it has to go back again and aim for the peak.. start again with a relevant motive and achieve a higher note.. with a higher aspiration.. Just like we want a higher bar graph line, in the next over when our country is playing against a deadly opponent in a cricket match.'
When..I started writing the post, my thought was much different from what it has turned out to be now.. I thought of putting the simple point across that when we approach a dark tunnel.. its not because we are walking towards the interior of the earth.. with a heavy baggage on our shoulder. which has nothing concrete to support our survival.. or where there is no light.. but we are just walking past a dark night which will eventually witness a bright sunrise..
SO stepping back may not always be a solution.. walking on towards a prettier coast is a better option... :) what say?
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