Random Ramblings

Ever wondered how many opposites coexist within you, within me ... probably within all of us? I live in present. Yet that present coexists with memories of pasts and dreams of future. I face life as it comes. Yet there are times that I become an escapist. I am often practical and rational. Yet there are moments when actions seem to have only one explanation, and that is irrationality! I may look at the problems and issues in hand, while I wander in the dreamland in the same very moment. At times, I am concerned about many things happening across he globe, and the very next moment I become completely oblivious to my very surroundings We may be attached to a million things. Yet we long for moments where we can break all these shackles and wish to break free. There are moments when one feels that the world is beautiful. Yet there are other moments when all surrounding us is just a big bad world. There are moments which seem like hours, yet there are many hours that seem like a fraction of...

He waited for almost 2 hours. The Captain was about to come. He was about to be given a hero's welcome in his home town, a not so big city. And why not ? After all he had won the world championship after beating arch rivals in a nail-biting final, when people had almost written them off at the beginning of the tournament. They were now the world champions in that format of game. This was a shorter version of the game. But things were never the same. He was among many people who burnt the captain's effigy few months ago. They were protesting against him. They even tried to attack his house and car. Reason - Extremely poor performance in the World cup tournament., which was another version of the same game. The captain was then just an ordinary player, who performed miserably in the tournament. Back then, he was even referred by someone as a disgrace to the team by few people. But now it was a different situation. The noise was becoming louder by each passing moment. The captain ...

This is just another incoherent random collection of arbit thoughts ... rather questions, one of the posts of "direct dil say ..." kind of posts. Some of these are within some corner of my heart occasionally venturing to the surface and often close to the outer word but are once again sent to the same obscure corner of the heart where it was before. What motivates us to do things we do? I think more often than not we are guided by the fact that everyone else is doing it. There maybe a small element of "we wish to do it" ... but again after some probing it comes to XYZ is doing so OR others are doing it kind of things. Maybe it is too deep rooted. Why do people expect us to be different ... yet be like "everyone else" ? Maybe, it is due to a kind of peer pressure, or due to a fear of 'rejection', Or is there any other reason? Why are many people not even open minded enough to realize the need of being open minded. And how can we make them realize t...

Dictionary meaning Hospitality - 1. the friendly reception and treatment of guests or strangers. 2. the quality or disposition of receiving and treating guests and strangers in a warm, friendly, generous way. Indians are believed to be one of the most hospitable people. It may be true to quite an extent, but there are some elements which seem strange. Say the obsession with eating, or to put it in some other way, guest eating well being a surrogate of a good, hospitable treatment. This may be more visible in interior or 'traditional' parts of country where ofter the person who is 'guest' is supposed to be 'following' or 'eating' thing served by the host. Plus there are some unwritten rules like you need to be always smiling, you need to get along well with everyone irrespective of age, believe with XYZ rules and all and blah blah. To hell with what you believe in, to hell with what you like or dislike, to hell with what you are as a person! It all rem...