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Sum of uncountable opposites

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 second.
There are times when I feel all powerful; capable of achieving anything in this universe. But there are times when we realize that calling this earth as an inconsequential part of the vast universe may be an overstatement!
Sometimes we believe in our judgment of what should be the way things should be with a strong sense of right and wrong, yet in the very next moment we question the very foundation of such conventions and assumptions!
I am often what people expect me to be. But there are moments when I am simply myself, and that may be the only way I may want to be.

There are so many more opposites. Yet, these opposites coexist harmoniously within you, within me, and probably within all of us!
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  1. Anonymous12:48 PM, October 03, 2007

    "I am often what people expect me to be. But there are moments when I am simply myself, and that may be the only way I may want to be."

    How true !

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  2. Anonymous9:52 AM, October 30, 2007

    "I am often what people expect me to be. But there are moments when I am simply myself, and that may be the only way I may want to be."

    Trust me, there are times, when I am not sure of who I am... That I guess is the height of paradoxes that exist within us. I wonder if that happens to all, or is it just an affliction I suffer from...

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  3. Nikesh Rathi10:58 AM, October 30, 2007

    @ Silencekilled, Nova, myself

    Seems that all of you 3 have same favorite lines in this post. Guess it happens to all of us!

    Gr8 ... GMTA!

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