Pehle zamaane mein our elders used to talk of three reasons for conflict zan, zar zameen, women,jewellery/ wealth and property. To that we add religion now and then Sports.. What next? Water?

Btw drop in more often.. love your off the cuff,mazedaar comments which I recall from our Siffy days.. if u know what I mean.. have to hint or they will aa dhamko.

Read through some of your articles.. as usual thought provoking and articulate. Deductions would amount to quite the same.. If I may say so, Pursue a career of your passion and with passion but one has to stop short of making your passion just a career. Living life to the fullest, with no destination in mind, enjoying the journey with its intermittently rollercaster experiences. finally make for a passion, career and life well fulfilled..

have linked Career and meditation to the post above.

“i react to the colors of all seasons but the mind aint driven by the remote of some paranoid world…. sevensaints have quite enuf wisdom to enjoy the joyride of lifez colourful toy-train!!”

No doubts on that score pal..

‘Heads turn’..donno..mebe.. ofcourse yes! aahh dont get me on to the ‘vain band wagon’ now boyo..

’soul stirring’ is more up my alley..

nice to know i have the dimensions of a swiss army knife :)) old n new n cynical n obtuse…. am happy abt that !!
aint no free lunch, aint no free gift, aint no free lov either! all our tangible n intangible aspects driven by the selfish demands n needs… so aint much worried on that!
was asking mum to buy me sum farmland so tat i can take to farming, own a farm house n write books to make a decent living… am not into the rat races of life, n i darn care who evaluates me in wat lites for that… but i guess the dayz of our lives are driven by the podium wer the flash lites r trained
and who sayz ur old huh?? modesty required but not alwayz :)) n on a philosophical note… the soul remains like a lily even wen the yearz have left the crumples of the fabric of ur dermis :)) n still u wud make quite a few heads turn naa :))

difficult to balance the scales of life… satisfy the different courts of social law whic try to rank the varied aspects of ur existence.. but all of these aint a burden if we know wat we really want.. wat we really desire… know thy self is the commandment Moses shud have etched on the rocks!! anyway…. i live for myself, in my capacity. ya, i feel the vibrationz of the system wer i reside.. i react to the colors of all seasons but the mind aint driven by the remote of some paranoid world…. sevensaints have quite enuf wisdom to enjoy the joyride of lifez colourful toy-train!!
wanna hitch a ride ?? :))

Yeh duniya agar kho bhi jaaye to kya hai!! Indeed that was a fresh take on it..Thanks.

Hey Neha, you should have told us of the story..I recall some but not the details..ghar grihasti se bada bandhan koi nahin..I guess

Hi Dilip,

Yes even yesterday there were some suggesting that it wasnt just a heart attack..maniacal fever of cricket is correct..enough to die for or…

Hey Sapt,

Hmm..thought worthy…so typical of the exuberance of youth.. Sometimes Sapt you reflect your wondrous years so vividly..at other times you seem like a wisened old man ..cynical as well..But ahh well.. If it makes your adrenalin all furiously bubbling around then what can anyone say.. except that the tempo is difficult to maintain , and sustain. Perhaps then you may recall the words of poor ole me, warning against too excited, high strung, top gear life. No free lunches Sapt.. the price has to be paid. Live life to the fullest but remember to get in touch with your self, on a daily basis.

but its not abt the fast pace, hungry tide… tatz taking away the life from us. its not games or for that matter any enterprise… but its just something thatz unavoidable! without the barometer rising, without there be any charm in adding to the b’day candles of the choco cake??

the tough wayz of proceedings, the mind boggling/raking n the stretches n tortures of the mindscape… it would rise with the fast paced life! with so muc at stake n so much to woo and win over aint easy to let it go na? even in times bygone was launched a 1000 ships- all for luuve n pride!!

its like following the pied piper towardz a battle wer insurance is nil… but tatz the charm of life also! being a cabbage, we mite clock in yearz together but ask people, they wud rather have a flashy flamboyant short n sweet life!!
the demands, the yardsticks and the constant evaluationz/expectationz r driving us to crazy extremes but aint the ‘juice worth the squeeze’??

the simple cute wayz of life are no more. the society aint allow the curve of life to have a slow pace with a normal gradient! they demand, the require the steep overhaul of achievers… conquerors n winners!! hence the clogs of mind n body r oiled n lubricated to race.. charge ahead into sum black-hole of success! from there, lifez nuances are lost… n therez aint no coming back!!

wud miss the people who have smiled their way thru… but then wud we care to look back unless he had had the laurels decorating his gaberdine? its a selfish life, its a selfish need n its a blind alley…. but anyday aint it better tan a ‘boulevard of broken dreamz’??

‘if u succeed, there is nothing to say… but if u do not- then u shud not be there’

I remember my mom telling me the story of how narad too got swayed into grahasti and lost everything.But its good to get timely reminders to slow down or else, at your own risk warning signs.. they give us food for thought.

Once again Kaveetaa, you have addressed a truly worthy cause….