As I begin to write this post, at this very moment, I am unsure of what I will write next. There are so many things I want to say which in turn could be expressed in so many ways. What to say? How much to write? Where and how too phrase it? My temples throb violently and my brain gives small migraines every time I try to focus on something. These random uncontrolled voices in my head clutter my mind, paralyze my thinking and make me want to run away from it all every now and then. It is screwing my life.
I wonder what are the reasons for this annoyance. Is it because I think too much? Or is it because I act so little? Maybe because life is so full of external escapisms that I no longer use my brain as much as I need to. Perhaps, sitting in front of the computer, facebooking and surfing the internet whole day has royally screwed my minds ability to gather, sort, process and use whatever knowledge I accumulate.
Maybe somewhere down the line, we simply stop caring about our mind. As long as the money is coming in, as long as things are not 'that' badly screwed up, everything is fine. Really fine. Keep doing what you are doing and things shall fall in place, you say. But that voice doesnt die. It keeps reminding of all things that could be, should be, have to be. And you try to shut it down by engaging in some useless activity like watching television.
I guess the solution would be to unclutter your life by engaging in only those meaningful activities which mean something to you. Focus your energy on one thing at a time. Giving it your all by shutting down everything else at will. If something keeps popping up every now and then, maybe because it means something to you. Address it with the attention it deserves. Do something about it. Maybe that will leave you in some peace.
Sunday, June 17, 2012
Monday, November 29, 2010
Ride the Wave
Since I had mentioned you some time back that I haven't had a cell phone my whole life, I think I should now let you know that I got a new one some time back. This post isnt really meant to brag about my cell but then, this phone doesn't really need any bragging.
4 months back, one fine day(evening rather), I began to hunt for a cellphone. I originally intended to purchase an android phone (Samsung Galaxy Spica) but Samsung had decided to discontinue the model to promote its own new OS- BADA. Now I don't know why Samsung has decided for its own proprietary OS because there are already some really good OS's out there in the market. Now to compete with the existing established phones, Samsung had to deliver BADA on a killer phone. And boy, did they deliver!
The Samsung Wave captures your attention the moment you see it. The 3.3'' super Amoled screen is truly one of a kind and brings a never seen before clarity on the mobile phone. Trust me, once you watch a video on the wave, no other phone will look good. Add to that the ability to play multiple video file formats(including avi and mkv), you can throw away all those tedious file conversion software.
The 5MP camera is excellent for not only does it click amazing high resolution pictures but also High-Definition (HD) videos. The photo editing software is quite self sufficient as well. The earphones too are of a very good quality.
The 1Ghz processor provides a really fast, super intuitive usability. All games run very smoothly without any hiccups. The multi-touch is quite fun to zoom into pictures and read ebooks. Multi-tasking is fantastic. Facebook sync and twitter sync allow you to merge your contact list with facebook and twitter (Not really for me this one, coz I hate twitter and didn't even have a fb account some time back). Nevertheless, these are really useful features which no other phone can boast of.
For any more features I have missed (I am sure I have), do please search on the net [:P]. The only thing stopping the phone to be called a dream-phone is the new and still developing BADA OS. Had the OS been some already established one like Android, this cell could have been a gift to mankind. But I like the BADA. There is no problem whatsoever yet. It does what it is supposed to quite well. As far as applications are concerned, they are pouring buckets of them everyday.
Anyways, the phone is gaining popularity every day now that Samsung has stopped producing it (From what I hear, they couldn't afford to sell the expensive super amoled screens at such a small cost). This is resulting in a wild rush on auction sites like ebay where people are willing to pay 22.5k for a secondhand wave(I bought my original at 18.5k)
As a first phone, this is exactly what I was looking for. Never imagined I would say this for a phone - I'm lovin it!
4 months back, one fine day(evening rather), I began to hunt for a cellphone. I originally intended to purchase an android phone (Samsung Galaxy Spica) but Samsung had decided to discontinue the model to promote its own new OS- BADA. Now I don't know why Samsung has decided for its own proprietary OS because there are already some really good OS's out there in the market. Now to compete with the existing established phones, Samsung had to deliver BADA on a killer phone. And boy, did they deliver!
The Samsung Wave captures your attention the moment you see it. The 3.3'' super Amoled screen is truly one of a kind and brings a never seen before clarity on the mobile phone. Trust me, once you watch a video on the wave, no other phone will look good. Add to that the ability to play multiple video file formats(including avi and mkv), you can throw away all those tedious file conversion software.
The 5MP camera is excellent for not only does it click amazing high resolution pictures but also High-Definition (HD) videos. The photo editing software is quite self sufficient as well. The earphones too are of a very good quality.
The 1Ghz processor provides a really fast, super intuitive usability. All games run very smoothly without any hiccups. The multi-touch is quite fun to zoom into pictures and read ebooks. Multi-tasking is fantastic. Facebook sync and twitter sync allow you to merge your contact list with facebook and twitter (Not really for me this one, coz I hate twitter and didn't even have a fb account some time back). Nevertheless, these are really useful features which no other phone can boast of.
For any more features I have missed (I am sure I have), do please search on the net [:P]. The only thing stopping the phone to be called a dream-phone is the new and still developing BADA OS. Had the OS been some already established one like Android, this cell could have been a gift to mankind. But I like the BADA. There is no problem whatsoever yet. It does what it is supposed to quite well. As far as applications are concerned, they are pouring buckets of them everyday.
Anyways, the phone is gaining popularity every day now that Samsung has stopped producing it (From what I hear, they couldn't afford to sell the expensive super amoled screens at such a small cost). This is resulting in a wild rush on auction sites like ebay where people are willing to pay 22.5k for a secondhand wave(I bought my original at 18.5k)
As a first phone, this is exactly what I was looking for. Never imagined I would say this for a phone - I'm lovin it!
Friday, January 8, 2010
Hello Therapy
I read this article in 'Times Of India' some time back and liked it. This simple story below left some impression on me. So plz read it.
He often felt out-of-sorts, wanting to be left alone. Querulousness alternated with an urge to inflict violence. He visited an allopath, who threw out vague suspicions and ordered a battery of tests. All were normal. Other organs were tested and found normal, including that universal refuge of confused doctors, the brain. A friend scoffed, allo-shallow-pathy is bunk, and took him to a homeopath. The homeopath was a cadaveric individual who looked even more depressed than him and asked in a mournful, this-hurts-me-more-than-it-does-you kind of tone, highly personal questions that made him squirm. He asked about his aversions and his likes and how much coffee he drank. His reply that he couldn't live without coffee threw the homeopath off balance. He quickly scribbled something incomprehensible. A week later he felt no different.
Another friend introduced him to a naturopath. This guy made a frontal attack on his lifestyle and eating preferences. He made hostile comments about meat eating, alcohol and smoking and prescribed raw plants and bitter fruit. He cancelled ice cream, fries, pizzas, samosas, jalebis, mutton and chicken. The patient quickly left, stopping rebelliously at a wayside stall to have samosas and jalebis. He then looked in at McDonald's for a large order of fries and cola.
He walked into a park and sat down on a bench next to an old man reading MAD magazine. The old man looked up, smiled and said, "Hello, how are you?" So engaging was the smile and the greeting that he warmed to the man. He smiled back and returned the greeting. He offered fries and suddenly found himself talking about the magazine, about college, about himself, about his family and about his peculiar moods. The old man listened with great interest, undistracted and attentive. Finally, he said, "I don't know if this will help you, but try saying "hello" to everyone you meet. Give them a smile. Strangers, especially women are suspicious and often won't reciprocate. Might look right through you; don't worry. Don't let it stop you from saying hello and smiling. The mantra is 'People matter. Be happy. Communicate happiness to those around you'." I got it. Creating and extending warmth was the key. Bringing sunshine into someone's life would consequently illuminate your own.
***
He often felt out-of-sorts, wanting to be left alone. Querulousness alternated with an urge to inflict violence. He visited an allopath, who threw out vague suspicions and ordered a battery of tests. All were normal. Other organs were tested and found normal, including that universal refuge of confused doctors, the brain. A friend scoffed, allo-shallow-pathy is bunk, and took him to a homeopath. The homeopath was a cadaveric individual who looked even more depressed than him and asked in a mournful, this-hurts-me-more-than-it-does-you kind of tone, highly personal questions that made him squirm. He asked about his aversions and his likes and how much coffee he drank. His reply that he couldn't live without coffee threw the homeopath off balance. He quickly scribbled something incomprehensible. A week later he felt no different.
Another friend introduced him to a naturopath. This guy made a frontal attack on his lifestyle and eating preferences. He made hostile comments about meat eating, alcohol and smoking and prescribed raw plants and bitter fruit. He cancelled ice cream, fries, pizzas, samosas, jalebis, mutton and chicken. The patient quickly left, stopping rebelliously at a wayside stall to have samosas and jalebis. He then looked in at McDonald's for a large order of fries and cola.
He walked into a park and sat down on a bench next to an old man reading MAD magazine. The old man looked up, smiled and said, "Hello, how are you?" So engaging was the smile and the greeting that he warmed to the man. He smiled back and returned the greeting. He offered fries and suddenly found himself talking about the magazine, about college, about himself, about his family and about his peculiar moods. The old man listened with great interest, undistracted and attentive. Finally, he said, "I don't know if this will help you, but try saying "hello" to everyone you meet. Give them a smile. Strangers, especially women are suspicious and often won't reciprocate. Might look right through you; don't worry. Don't let it stop you from saying hello and smiling. The mantra is 'People matter. Be happy. Communicate happiness to those around you'." I got it. Creating and extending warmth was the key. Bringing sunshine into someone's life would consequently illuminate your own.
***
Wednesday, July 29, 2009
The Elephant who didnt try long enough
The elephant was born somewhere in the dense forests of India. Home to thousands of wild animals with hills and streams and woods and plains. He enjoyed the wildness of the woods, where he could roam anywhere he wanted to, swim whenever he wished, eat whatever he liked. Life was good.
Until one day he was caught up by a group of hunters. He was still a baby elephant, shorter in height than even humans, when he got trapped. Next thing he knew, he was in a zoo with plenty of other animals but all of them caged like he was. Big strong chains anchored in the ground won't let him move. He tried with all his strength to free himself but he was too tiny and weak to uproot those shackles. He was young, lonely and frightened. Each day he tried to free himself up by using all of his strength but in vain. With each passing day he felt more and more hopeless and then finally one day he stopped trying.
Years later, this same elephant grew up to be a big strong sturdy healthy animal. His strength was at his peak and he could easily have freed himself up from those chains had he tried now. But he didn't. He had given up a long time ago. He had accepted his fate. Not that he was happy with it. He still wanted to get out of bonds but he didn't have the courage to try anymore. Plus there were other negative thoughts that bothered him now- What if he couldn't find his family? What if he wasn't accepted in the wild? What if he got caught again? He was afraid to disappoint himself once again. He had grown up to become timid and weak.
He passed away in the zoo at a very young age. Poor thing, he never tasted freedom. If only he had tried a little more, a little longer.
Until one day he was caught up by a group of hunters. He was still a baby elephant, shorter in height than even humans, when he got trapped. Next thing he knew, he was in a zoo with plenty of other animals but all of them caged like he was. Big strong chains anchored in the ground won't let him move. He tried with all his strength to free himself but he was too tiny and weak to uproot those shackles. He was young, lonely and frightened. Each day he tried to free himself up by using all of his strength but in vain. With each passing day he felt more and more hopeless and then finally one day he stopped trying.
Years later, this same elephant grew up to be a big strong sturdy healthy animal. His strength was at his peak and he could easily have freed himself up from those chains had he tried now. But he didn't. He had given up a long time ago. He had accepted his fate. Not that he was happy with it. He still wanted to get out of bonds but he didn't have the courage to try anymore. Plus there were other negative thoughts that bothered him now- What if he couldn't find his family? What if he wasn't accepted in the wild? What if he got caught again? He was afraid to disappoint himself once again. He had grown up to become timid and weak.
He passed away in the zoo at a very young age. Poor thing, he never tasted freedom. If only he had tried a little more, a little longer.
Sunday, July 5, 2009
Happy Job Anniversary to me
It was a rainy day last year on the 1st of July when I made my way through a crowded bus to my first day at office. My first job. It was pouring cats and dogs, I was standing and suffocating inside the BEST bus but it didn't bother me much. I was more concerned about how the office would be. How and where I will work. How will the colleagues be. Who will sit next to me. And many many other questions.
But that was 1 year ago. Now we have finished 1 yr of office life. A whole year of work experience. Not much actually but hey its still a big number. 365 days. Would have been cool if the entire freshers batch who had joined with me could have celebrated it somewhere. But never mind.
A new freshers batch swarmed in the same day. Unlike our batch these one was big. And had quite a lot of girls. Our batch had only one. :(
We being seniors to them, got to interact with them in 1 small induction session on the second day. It felt good, those few minutes. Seeing their faces. Some nervous. Some bored. Some tired. Some anxious. The others, confused. I liked that picture. After some small talk and a few questions, it ended. We walked out with a smile on our face. Felt good at being seniors now.
Seniors :)
But that was 1 year ago. Now we have finished 1 yr of office life. A whole year of work experience. Not much actually but hey its still a big number. 365 days. Would have been cool if the entire freshers batch who had joined with me could have celebrated it somewhere. But never mind.
A new freshers batch swarmed in the same day. Unlike our batch these one was big. And had quite a lot of girls. Our batch had only one. :(
We being seniors to them, got to interact with them in 1 small induction session on the second day. It felt good, those few minutes. Seeing their faces. Some nervous. Some bored. Some tired. Some anxious. The others, confused. I liked that picture. After some small talk and a few questions, it ended. We walked out with a smile on our face. Felt good at being seniors now.
Seniors :)
Saturday, July 4, 2009
The Kite Runner was marvelous
Hello again. Long time since my last post. A month alright. Just couldn't gather the time to sit down and write something in peace.
Anyways its a really rainy day today. Its been raining for hours now and I am so pleased it was a Saturday so I didn't have to step out of home for anything. Wanted to do some shopping for rainy wear but I didn't. It can wait for some other day. Maybe tomorrow. I hate shopping anyways.
Got some time to indulge in reading. Finished 'The Kite Runner' by Khalid Hosseini just 20 minutes back. What an amazing story. So emotional and so riveting. Actually brings a lump to your throat. Do read it if you come across it and tell me if you like it.
That's it for now. Gotta sleep now. Bye.
Anyways its a really rainy day today. Its been raining for hours now and I am so pleased it was a Saturday so I didn't have to step out of home for anything. Wanted to do some shopping for rainy wear but I didn't. It can wait for some other day. Maybe tomorrow. I hate shopping anyways.
Got some time to indulge in reading. Finished 'The Kite Runner' by Khalid Hosseini just 20 minutes back. What an amazing story. So emotional and so riveting. Actually brings a lump to your throat. Do read it if you come across it and tell me if you like it.
That's it for now. Gotta sleep now. Bye.
Monday, June 1, 2009
Quarter life crisis anyone?
You may have heard of something called as 'Mid life crisis'. When people enter their forties, they suddenly begin to develop a feeling of dissatisfaction and resent towards themselves. They reflect back on their life and begin to wonder if things could have been a little better had they done something different in the past. They aren't satisfied with what they are now and how their life has turned out to be. It can be because of career, money, status, family problems, loneliness, guilt, some other reason or maybe a combination of many. Depression sets in and it grows and grows finally destroying their inner peace of mind completely.
What do you call when something similar hits you when you are in your twenties. Quarter life crisis? You are in your mid twenties having just graduated from a top college with a prestigious degree. You land yourself a job and are earning big money working day and night at a reputed company. Everyone around you is happy. You seem to be enjoying this new phase of life too.
But ...
Something just doesn't seem to be right. You ask yourself - Is this it? Is this what I will be doing for the rest of my life? You begin to question yourself if you are really enjoying what you are doing. What happened to the countless dreams you had way back in school when you were a small kid. Back then, everything seemed achievable. Where did all of that go? Maybe you wanted to be a musician, maybe an actor, maybe a scientist. You could have been anything. Back then, you were the brightest person you knew amongst your age. Goddamn! You could have done anything, right? And then you realize that you are not even close to what you had thought you would be.
And then frustration sets in. Life begins to suck endlessly. You shirk responsibility and your performance level at work drops. Enthusiasm reaches its lowest level and you become a living zombie. You drag yourself to your mundane chores not because you enjoy it or love it. No. You do it because you have to. Because that's what you have been doing and are expected to do. A sense of helplessness crawls in dampening your inner spirit and decaying your mind.
This is something, I am sure, many of us have been through at some point of time. All around I can see unhappy faces. You can sense the dissatisfaction on other peoples faces and wonder if you are amongst them. Scared, you peep inside yourself and you find that you are no different. What do you do then? Leave things as they are hoping that somehow life would turn out to be nice and that sooner or later, all those old ambitions would fade into oblivion. Maybe life would present you with something more fruitful than what you had previously aimed for. Everything's gonna be alright, you tell yourself halfheartedly.
Or do you choose the tougher path. Where nothing is guaranteed. There is a chance at every corner that you will flat on your face. That you will lose all what you have now. Maybe things get even worse. Society ridicule. Monetary problems. Pressure from family and friends. So many problems you may have to go through. Yes, if you succeed, there is no doubt you will be the happiest person in the world. But in case you fail, then what?
Its a tough call. What would you do when you fall in such a situation? Tell me.
What do you call when something similar hits you when you are in your twenties. Quarter life crisis? You are in your mid twenties having just graduated from a top college with a prestigious degree. You land yourself a job and are earning big money working day and night at a reputed company. Everyone around you is happy. You seem to be enjoying this new phase of life too.
But ...
Something just doesn't seem to be right. You ask yourself - Is this it? Is this what I will be doing for the rest of my life? You begin to question yourself if you are really enjoying what you are doing. What happened to the countless dreams you had way back in school when you were a small kid. Back then, everything seemed achievable. Where did all of that go? Maybe you wanted to be a musician, maybe an actor, maybe a scientist. You could have been anything. Back then, you were the brightest person you knew amongst your age. Goddamn! You could have done anything, right? And then you realize that you are not even close to what you had thought you would be.
And then frustration sets in. Life begins to suck endlessly. You shirk responsibility and your performance level at work drops. Enthusiasm reaches its lowest level and you become a living zombie. You drag yourself to your mundane chores not because you enjoy it or love it. No. You do it because you have to. Because that's what you have been doing and are expected to do. A sense of helplessness crawls in dampening your inner spirit and decaying your mind.
This is something, I am sure, many of us have been through at some point of time. All around I can see unhappy faces. You can sense the dissatisfaction on other peoples faces and wonder if you are amongst them. Scared, you peep inside yourself and you find that you are no different. What do you do then? Leave things as they are hoping that somehow life would turn out to be nice and that sooner or later, all those old ambitions would fade into oblivion. Maybe life would present you with something more fruitful than what you had previously aimed for. Everything's gonna be alright, you tell yourself halfheartedly.
Or do you choose the tougher path. Where nothing is guaranteed. There is a chance at every corner that you will flat on your face. That you will lose all what you have now. Maybe things get even worse. Society ridicule. Monetary problems. Pressure from family and friends. So many problems you may have to go through. Yes, if you succeed, there is no doubt you will be the happiest person in the world. But in case you fail, then what?
Its a tough call. What would you do when you fall in such a situation? Tell me.
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