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Potholes

2 Sep

Potholes have an adverse effect on a traveller’s experience. They break one’s bones if the car has an awful suspension. Some coffee may be spilled on the leather seat covers if the driver is not careful. And the progress towards a smoother road is always slow because, well, potholes don’t exactly allow you to speed up. You find cursing yourself for trying to take a shortcut. It’s like being stuck in limbo.

Life’s most testing times are when you are stuck in limbo. A way out of your problems seems impossible.

Remember, as long as there is fuel, the car will keep running. However bad the road may be, it still leads you to the right destination.

There is a reason time doesn’t stop, so that you keep moving on.

Dead End

30 Aug

I don’t know how you hit a dead end on a highway, but somehow, I have achieved this extraordinary feat.

It’s certainly not advisable to take a u-turn. It would be tormenting to go through the same stages again, and that too in the reverse order. And this dead end is not too exciting a place to be camping at either.

I have come to realize that the most important aspect of life is LIFE itself. When things keep happening. When a stranger shows affection. When a friend betrays. When a parent berates. When your car breaks down in heavy traffic. When you meet an old friend. When someone you just met for the first time makes you feel like you’ve known them for years. When you immediately fall in love with the way someone laughs. When people die. When a newborn infant doesn’t let go of your finger.

So like I said, I have hit a dead end. I feel deprived of everything that life has to offer.

p.s. Also, I’m becoming increasingly desperate. (p.s. Not what you’re thinking.)

Blindfolded

8 May

When we are consumed by self-righteousness, we are somewhat blindfolded. Willingly blindfolded. We know the truth is out there, but we can’t seem to get hold of it, or don’t want to. We consider it our religious duty to construct our own version of the truth, or only believe in our side of the story. In other words, we simply love to mask the reality without ever realizing what we’re up to.

Get rid of that blindfold, old friend. Get rid of that bullshit.

It’s Been A While

11 Jan

Hey! I missed this place.

There’s something about writing that fills a void inside of me. Since I hardly get to express myself openly, this is the only place that has always been loyal to me as far as listening to my non-stop rants is in question. In good times and in bad, I can always depend on this trustworthy friend of mine (because WordPress has very good internet servers, I presume).

But there are times when you want your friend to speak back to you, understand you, and comfort you. This has not happened in a long time. It’s been a while since I truly felt I actually had a friend like that. The bad part is you can’t force someone to even listen to you, let alone talk. It is always their choice.

Not As Dark As It May Seem

3 Nov

Some of us, when in teenage, try to get ahead of ourselves and get involved in things that we should be worrying about ten years later. Thankfully, I am well past that stage but the pain I gave myself still remains. The realization comes when you accept that none of what you ever dreamed of was realistically possible, but the pain that sticks around for an indefinite period is induced by the loss of a/some dear friend(s). I miss that friend, a lot, sometimes.

But for the extra stuff as mentioned in the opening sentence of this blogpost, you can always trust time as the best medicine. (Please, no transition-state affairs.) Trust me, it works better than food. It’s just very slow.

I’ll end it with a few words for the friend I lost…

I could say a thousand bad things about you like others do when people give up on them; perhaps it was the best decision to make. But I have and will always remember you as one of the best people I have known, no matter how little I have known you. You may not remember, but you taught me things that I will never forget. For that, I am eternally grateful to you. Have a great life ahead!

The Wait

1 Jul

It feels like just yesterday we were celebrating the New Year’s Day, and it’s July already. In fact, it feels just like yesterday when I used to occasionally bunk the Physics class at school three years ago to hang out with friends at a spot where there were less chances of getting caught, or when I used to fly kites with my friends every Basant more than eight years ago, or the day when I finally learned to ride the bicycle with both hands off the handle. The list goes on and on. God, how fast the days and the months and the years go by. The best things in life always drift away from us. The worst things do too, but it’s usually the good things that leave their mark the most, that either directly or indirectly define who we are, and it’s the good things we never wish to let go of.

But it is always when we lose something do we realise its importance. When it has slipped out of our grip way too much. Almost always. And most of the time, there is no way getting it back. I think that if you’re even a 16-year old, you’ve already been struck by this reality several times.

It feels just like yesterday we all were making promises to ourselves, those goddamned ‘New Year Resolutions’. Now I don’t even remember what I promised myself. But I do remember you telling me that in time, I’d be alright. How much longer do I still need?

“Yeh Waqt Bhi Guzar Jayega”

23 Apr

It is said that we do not realize what we have got until we lose it. I believe it’s not completely true. Yes, when we lose something/someone very dear to us, we might feel a lot of pain, sometimes guilt even. But nothing lasts forever and when we finally get used to the pain, and when the guilty feeling starts to fade away, we do not realize that indeed in that moment, we have actually lost a valuable (but not a dear) friend too; the aftereffects of the earlier loss that gave us life lessons.

And then we start over oblivious of the fact that life would continue this cycle of giving and taking, that the environment would always be dynamic. Ye waqt bhi guzar jayega.

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