Thursday, January 6, 2011

A Race Against Time


Man alone measures time. Man alone chimes the hour. And, because of this, man alone suffers a paralyzing fear that no other creature endures. A fear of time running out. - The Timekeeper (by Mitch Albom)




Why am I writing this at 12:30 am, curled up under my warm blanket on a cold winter night with temperature dipping below 5 deg Celsius, with my laptop at its rightful place, the top of my lap?

Do I have some unearthly revelation to make to at this unearthly hour that couldn't wait?

No, I am doing this simply 'coz I wanted to. I wanted to write something, anything, just to convince myself that I have not forgotten how to blog. Just to make myself remember that I own this tiny little place in the virtual world, a place where I can post my thoughts as and when I want to and not care about being judged. Its been a long time since I last posted, more than a year I think. In the meantime, I have missed this a lot as I have missed a number of things I love. I created this at a time when I was complaining that I had nothing to do. In fact, my first article was about not getting my joining & being depressed about that. But now that I have joined, and gone through a number of ups & downs after that I hardly ever got time to post. Quite a few times I would think of writing something, go on for a few lines and then stop. It seems that I have got so habituated to be on the move, that it has become difficult for me to stop for some time & relax. I guess that's where life brings everyone at one point of time. A point where you think, why am I running and where to!  Because this is a race which never ends. You go from one pole to another, then you find another pole to run to. I don't know where my race will end.
But for now, I would like to keep running. Because this race, though tiring at times, has been quite interesting as well. And I will continue posting, or at least I'll try to & hope that's possible.

Saturday, December 5, 2009

SIGNS...A nice short movie

SIGNS is a short movie which was one of the winners of Cannes 2009. Directed by Patrick Hughes, the movie shows how feelings can be conveyed eloquently in silence. Such a small movie yet good enough to catch your attention . . .

Friday, December 4, 2009

Invictus

A poem by by William Ernest Henley (1849 - 1902 / Gloucester / England). It's a poem which inspires me every time I read it....


Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate,
I am the captain of my soul.

Monday, November 23, 2009

The Child In Me



I woke up one morning,
And looked at the mirror.
I looked back again,
Coz there was some error !!!



The face that looked back,
Did not look mine.
It was of a child,
No more than nine.



Looking at the face,
When I realized.
That all along,
I had been disguised.




Living a life,
filled with lies.
To know the truth,
Now my heart cries.



Lost in the world,
Of big words & big things.
Forgetting the pleasure,
That touch of love brings.




Being selfish throughout,
Looking for my gains.
While right by my side,
The world's full of pains.









Where is the world,
Of which I always dreamed?
Where all around me,

Smiling faces beamed.






All things that matter,
Come back to me.
When the child inside,
Looks back at me....