Well,
Slightly more than 3 months and I'm glad I chose today to break the umm, well, 'break'. Its not morally right to call myself a blogger if I've not blogged in like 6 months, I thought. But, come to think of it, to appease whom?!
First of all, I somehow can't get myself to like Helvetica. So, I'll have to change the font to something that I can live with.
Georgia seems to fit the bill for today.
With a whole lot happening on all fronts, courtesy - yours truly, (Shit, can't even blame someone else for all of it, which is practiced by so many, that you wonder if you've learnt anything out of life at all), I started wondering if all the past accusations and animosity toward September was justified. The poor thing.
I'm actually blank. Its like meeting a friend after 3 years and not knowing what to talk about. It hardly happens in today's times. I mean, everyone is connected to everyone, everywhere. People who really aren't, don't want to be. There's just so much stuff on social networking that people don't know what is private and public life anymore. Or, perhaps, its their idea of exhibitionism, craving for attention all the while. There have to be few things that have to get to people of course - like a concert that would happen or something of that order. But I don't know, it just makes me sick. Now that I talk of it, I will have to shamefully and ruefully admit that I'd taken to 'tweeting' a little too much which I didn't consider was a give away of anything personal, but again, there are different perspectives to it. What is sour to me is probably sweet to some. Lesser said, the better, I guess.
So, with a lot of stuff happening around, a few surprise announcements had to wait. I realised that having just too much stuff on a plate will break it, in due course of time. Its like a hungry person at a feast. The poor thing would obviously shove everything that looks good on the plate and end up wasting half of it. If its the summer, there'd be some respite. Hardly feel like eating in summer anyway.
But hunger, not the stomach related stuff. The one that is used often in figure of speech - hungry for money, for fame, for growth, for knowledge, for position, etc., is not really bad. On the contrary, I opine its necessary. Well, we have learnt from childhood - coming from a moderate middle class family - that you need to know the limits and live life accordingly. I think its flawed. There are dreams that each person would nurture and be hungry for. Giving up a dream, a passion is like giving up your life and just existing. You aren't living then. I don't mean that you see 3 Idiots and quit everything in life to do something awesome and inspiring. With the hearts and heads in the right direction, and the right vision, I think dreams can still be pursued. If its creative, it demands an attention that goes beyond finite
hours. Which is OK. You never get to see passionate people complaining about their passion.
So, the hunger, the need is what will keep you going then. Its of course sad that the other kind of hunger still exists in the world. I wish all of us would have just not the heart, but also a little bit of action taken to undo it. The stark opposite is the other kind of hunger. It pisses me off when there are headlines that say 'Tailor's daughter tops CET', 'Handicapped kid tops spelling competition'. Every person has their share of difficulties. Even people who live in glass buildings. The disparity happening because of the population is another equation altogether, but there is a hunger in everybody. Everybody has a need to do something they really need to. The tailor's daughter was hungry for knowledge and she worked her ass off. She had the vision and the clear focus, and beat you to it. Hunger and dreams don't depend on time, age or background. It just happens. More like love.
Dream on! Stay Hungry.
Slightly more than 3 months and I'm glad I chose today to break the umm, well, 'break'. Its not morally right to call myself a blogger if I've not blogged in like 6 months, I thought. But, come to think of it, to appease whom?!
First of all, I somehow can't get myself to like Helvetica. So, I'll have to change the font to something that I can live with.
Georgia seems to fit the bill for today.
With a whole lot happening on all fronts, courtesy - yours truly, (Shit, can't even blame someone else for all of it, which is practiced by so many, that you wonder if you've learnt anything out of life at all), I started wondering if all the past accusations and animosity toward September was justified. The poor thing.
I'm actually blank. Its like meeting a friend after 3 years and not knowing what to talk about. It hardly happens in today's times. I mean, everyone is connected to everyone, everywhere. People who really aren't, don't want to be. There's just so much stuff on social networking that people don't know what is private and public life anymore. Or, perhaps, its their idea of exhibitionism, craving for attention all the while. There have to be few things that have to get to people of course - like a concert that would happen or something of that order. But I don't know, it just makes me sick. Now that I talk of it, I will have to shamefully and ruefully admit that I'd taken to 'tweeting' a little too much which I didn't consider was a give away of anything personal, but again, there are different perspectives to it. What is sour to me is probably sweet to some. Lesser said, the better, I guess.
So, with a lot of stuff happening around, a few surprise announcements had to wait. I realised that having just too much stuff on a plate will break it, in due course of time. Its like a hungry person at a feast. The poor thing would obviously shove everything that looks good on the plate and end up wasting half of it. If its the summer, there'd be some respite. Hardly feel like eating in summer anyway.
But hunger, not the stomach related stuff. The one that is used often in figure of speech - hungry for money, for fame, for growth, for knowledge, for position, etc., is not really bad. On the contrary, I opine its necessary. Well, we have learnt from childhood - coming from a moderate middle class family - that you need to know the limits and live life accordingly. I think its flawed. There are dreams that each person would nurture and be hungry for. Giving up a dream, a passion is like giving up your life and just existing. You aren't living then. I don't mean that you see 3 Idiots and quit everything in life to do something awesome and inspiring. With the hearts and heads in the right direction, and the right vision, I think dreams can still be pursued. If its creative, it demands an attention that goes beyond finite
hours. Which is OK. You never get to see passionate people complaining about their passion.
So, the hunger, the need is what will keep you going then. Its of course sad that the other kind of hunger still exists in the world. I wish all of us would have just not the heart, but also a little bit of action taken to undo it. The stark opposite is the other kind of hunger. It pisses me off when there are headlines that say 'Tailor's daughter tops CET', 'Handicapped kid tops spelling competition'. Every person has their share of difficulties. Even people who live in glass buildings. The disparity happening because of the population is another equation altogether, but there is a hunger in everybody. Everybody has a need to do something they really need to. The tailor's daughter was hungry for knowledge and she worked her ass off. She had the vision and the clear focus, and beat you to it. Hunger and dreams don't depend on time, age or background. It just happens. More like love.
Dream on! Stay Hungry.
