Cross posting this entry from my blog on CrazeFM.
Today evening as I was driving to college and gazing at the sky while going through the almost empty road. The philosopher in me woke up and was becoming aware of the beautiful surroundings so full of life. What is life without death? I thought.
Yes, what is the meaning to our lives if there is no death? Many people view the death as something opposite of life…but is it not true that the life is absence of death? So death is more fundamental… Yes I know I may be wrong here…there is something we don’t quite understand about death that gives us the fear, which is born out of insecurity. We always try to control our lives, determine its course, struggle frantically at trivial things just to have a little more control over our lives.
What is death but absence of any kind of communication? It’s just that, death is a mystery because it’s an information black hole: every bit of information can go in but we will never be able to say what it is like unless we die ourselves. However once we are dead we couldn’t care less about the mortals on the other side who are afraid to cross the inevitable bridge.
If we learn to manage our fear, will we be able to conquer the death? And would a person who is not afraid of death not be afraid of anything else? I don’t think death is just about the fear there is something more to it, as Blaise Pascal once said,
“Man is equally incapable of seeing the nothingness he came from and the infinity in which he is engulfed”
Sometimes it just strikes me how true his words are…What is the solution? Or better still can there be a solution? But wait a minute… Solution is to a problem not misconceptions or ignorance for which there is no easy way out except learning to discipline mind not to be distracted by the world, which in itself is tough…then there is this difficulty of overcoming our preconceived notions, prejudices…which I can vouch for are harder to overcome than they actually sound to be.
At those horizons, knowledge meets the ignorance; unity meets diversity; and life meets death. Finally when the veil is off what do we see?
Alright, I’m extremely pissed off right now. And it’s not often that it happens when I’m pissed off and confused at the same time.
Earlier today, posted a blog on “Chasing a Shadow” but was told by Wakas Bhai that it has been posted on another blog. So he gave me a link and I checked and surely enough, there it was. The difference? My quote was on top and this person’s on the bottom. What pisses me off is that this is one the blog entries I wrote for one of my oldest blogs “Delightful Dreamer” and just a week ago deleted all the files from the server to revamp it for a friend who’ll now use that domain.
So of course, except my MS Word File and my word, I don’t have an actual link to my original blog post almost a year and half or two ago. So what am I to do? Contact this person and give my word and hope this person will take my word for it? Or be pissed off at myself for deleting the files and not having backup for it anymore.
This is one of those situations where I’m pissed off and confused all at the same time. Should I be mad at myself for not having the link to prove it or at the person who posted it on her blog?
I feel like screaming right now but at the same time, feel like I have no right to as I’ve no solid proof to prove that this is my writing.
I’ve never been in such a situation before and I really feel down right now. It’s just not fair. Not fair that I can’t prove my work and its worth, not fair that I deleted all my files just a week ago and this happens now and most definitely not fair that I have no choice but to deal with this.
You didn’t always like them. At times they were too sentimental, too weird, too noisy, too something-or-the-other. Yet, they made you smile on days that you needed it. But as the years pass, you forget — perfections and imperfections both. Until one day, you unexpectedly stumble upon one again. And as you are busy making new memories, a million older ones sneak up on you.
Isn’t it amazing how some songs remain with you for years together? You never think of them during all that time. Yet one day many eons later, you hear a bit of the interlude playing somewhere, or catch someone singing it, and find yourself humming along like it was a tune from yesterday. You remember every variation, every word, every obscure little thing about it that you never heard consciously, even the first time around. And the goosebumps wash over you much like the visiting memories you never knew you had.
Like someone you thought you forgot, but instantly recognize. From the twinkle in their eyes to the crinkle in their smile. From the tum-dee-dum notes in the prelude, to the variations in the rhythm. From the distinct way they laugh to the way a certain word is sung .. all the little nuances that turn a forgettable song into an unforgettable memory.
And in that music you search for yourself — the you from yesterday that laid the foundations for the you of today. Breaking up the song into little pieces, you look amongst them for the life you lived — a simpler, worry-free you from the past, frozen in a few moments of a melody.
Some songs are like old friends. They bring back memories. They make you reminisce. Fondly, wistfully. And like silent friends, they stay with you for life, reminding you from time to time, of who you once were.
Hello, howdy, hola and other assorted greetings. Having abandoned this site for God knows how long, I know some of you are probably shocked that I actually did finish this thing and started the blog. I bet, half the people from the old site probably aren’t even around anymore to be reading this. But since when have I let reality come in the way of what I do here? Plus what is the point of having imaginary friends in one’s kidhood if one cannot parlay the skill into conversations with my non-existent readers? So I shall continue.
Yes, the me is back. And the me is very busy. Of course, my disappearance had nothing to do with being busy, but I am naturally going to milk it for its worth. So instead of giving me grief for vanishing, please to be all sweet and sympathetic. Thankoo.
I’ve seriously been so busy with work and college that I hardly get time to do what I used to in my free time. Work is fine as usual, stressful at times but oh well! Like Yuks says “Life can’t be perfect” and how true, everytime I think my life is back to normal, something or the other always happens to make me believe how true that saying is. College is OK as usual. Sometimes I wish the professors wouldn’t wait till the last minute to give you all the assignments and put so much pressure on the students. I mean, seriously? Do these people not realize that we have a life? We also have work? Again, Life isn’t fair. If it was, it would be too perfect.
Most of you will notice that this site is very different from the old one as I don’t have any of my other pages up yet. It’s because I don’t feel like putting them all up. I think for now, I’m going to keep it as it as and maybe just add things here and there for the visitors, but nothing personal…at least for now. Couple of things need to be tweaked in my comments.php file and I really don’t have the energy to even open the file right now as I’m sick of looking at codes for the past three years. So if you see something really strange in the comments window, just ignore it for now. I know it’s here and I’ll get around to it eventually.
I’m thinking of adding a “Review” category to maybe review music, movies and books. What do you guys think? I know if I had that category, I would definitely talk about movies and music. There’s no two ways about that!
If any of my family members happen to be on this site, just want to say: I don’t want to hear a thing about why my layout is featuring Salman Khan! You guys should all know better than to question me when it comes to him. 
Anyways, thanks for visiting and till next time!
Anam
