Summer sucks
as i got to know first hand, i was coming back home(yeah thats the only good thing), and it was very very hot in the train....after a movie till 2am i managed to get sleep and woke up at 5am again, well i dint feel like sleeping and that was when i went into psycho mode....well all the ingredients where there, everyone sleeping, still dark and i was alone with nothing to do...kinda like now...as i sat near the window and started staring out and thinking about everything
i had a thought in my head, "does it really matter" my life that is, does it ever actually matter....i saw a few trucks on the road...now if i were to see life from one of the driver's eyes it would be interesting, he would have had a totally diff set of things to worry about, like food,water for this family...driving
now the train crossed a few houses...if i were to put myself in their shoes, i would be a guy of no concern....just someone, some random guy...after that i had crossed a few hundred houses.... these were ppl who had diff lives, parallel lifes...none of which actually matters to anyone else....and to think about it, I was just a guy from one of the windows in one of the many trains they saw...
such diff lifes such diff ppl, thus my question arises does it really matter...
life is definitely over rated....hence the myth continues......
ATTENTION!!!!
Issued in Public Interest
45 comments:
quite true...n especially when i m flying back home...jus d view from the top makes me feel so small...dat i end up asking the same question all ove again n again.."wats d value of my existence in this big universe??ain't i jus like a miniscule dust particle??"
nice:) given that loads of thought, and realised, we are all connected in an intricate network of thoughts....and one decision we make, or something we do can effect millions without us really knowing it...there's a fine line, like a spiders web connecting us all! thanks for the comments, i was out of town and not blogging, but now am back!
u dont blog anymore? btw, bumped in here from ur orkut profile
ohhh!! so cool u cud help me with those projects :D now, I wont change my major. lol. r u on facebook btw,?
i saw ur blogroll! its cool! one woman who makes sense - ayn rand! yes, she does make a hell lotta sense :)
life is over rated for sure. I told someone yesterday that I thinkk every passing minute that life is pointless.. but then again, you can creative a positive for the people around u whose lives are (more) worthless. in this way, u r giving some meaning to ur worthless life making it less negative... i hope i make sense
life is over rated for sure. I told someone yesterday that I thinkk every passing minute that life is pointless.. but then again, you can creative a positive for the people around u whose lives are (more) worthless. in this way, u r giving some meaning to ur worthless life making it less negative... i hope i make sense
gosh my comment above is 1 grammatically bad comment.. :p
well for u or me to decide if someone's life is important or not is again a matter of discussion....but even then we r just being less worthless....i mean all we are doing is existing....is there any meaning to that existence is the actual question....being better or worse aint my problem....
and dont worry about grammar....i aint really bound by the rules of the english language.....as long as it makes sense, it is english.
well dude...we dont know what our previous destination was before we took birth and landed up here...we dont know where we are gonna go next after this...all you know is a progression where in ppl take birth...live their lives (whether they hate it or love it...without even knowing whether they were given an option before taking birth...like...do u wanna go to earth n live or go there n do that or else or else)....we dont kno why we have to live or what we do by living...like in a game station alley u have options to choose different game to play....but in life if u dont like living then there's no option...u have an option (death) but dono whats the next game...so wise thing would be to not think bout the things whose roots n reasons cannot be found...dont start ur life with that previous destination i told above which u dont kno n never ever can figure out....but start it from here "okay im here now...whats happening....what am i to do here (if u say why am i here n why shud i do this...or why am i an indian or why did i take birth in this family or so...there'll be no answers...)"....if u feel that life's got some beauty ... then believe me all the beauty iz in u...u urself can make ur life beautiful to ur eyes....depends on how u take things....
well all i wanna say iz....in ur post u said...does it reeeely matter ?? my life ?? does it bolke......in other's view it may not...but luk at ur life in ur view......yeah ur life reeeely matters....look at it with your conscience....if u still say why the fuck do i have all these responsibilities and relations or who asked to gimme all these....then purely no answers mama...
u've got a cryptic mind dude....i get these kind of thought shades tooo... ur thoughts are fantastic....keep rockin'
truly.... varun saurya
i appreciate ur height of thinking....it was awesome....u think in different dimensions...
all i wrote in my previous comment was my explanation to ur question mark after "does it really matter, my life"....
hmm...
life is over rated...?
vot exactly is life..?
just a myth..?
a lie..?
a dream...?
reality..?
r v all just plain puppets..?
just seein a dream..?
vot is real...?
individually none of those questions makes any sense but as a whole they should be answered by everyone at least once....
btw i dint get ur name
how would YOU answer it?
i think i already just did!!
they shud b answered by every1..
is dat it?
u mean the answer?
the question was wat i asked myself...and the answer was my post....
and it aint a rule....most ppl dont even get close to realising that there is a question...
it doesnt really matter but you are?
PS: i like to know who reads my blog :|
me?
:)
guess am just a passr-by..
just a person..
a stranger..
another one of d mice in dis rat-race..
running..
not towards d finish line..
just running..
walking..
not knowin wer d finish line is..
not knowin anything..
just mystified..
just torn..broken..
just incomplete..
just like anyone of the rest of us
and u have just answered your own question
yea i kno..
i vas waitin for u're's
and no..
it's not like any1 of us..
ppl differ..
ppl's mentality r diff
many of dem just go on living
wot r dey livin for..?
dey don kno
just "livin"
dey just don think..
ki vot'z life..
i was talking about the few who know the real situation...the few who think..
and well that was me.. i guess u got my replies...
well..yea..mayb..
but u didn't mention any "meaner" side of life..
d more cruel one..
cruel and meaner are word with relative meanings....for most "hard work" is meaner....for me to have a life pretending is meaner is more cruel.....
well everyone has their definitions
yea..
crt..
every1 has dere own meanins
care to mention 'ur' "meaner" side of life?
darkness..
emptiness..
insecrity..
betrayal..
incomplete..
dont forget
selflessness
true that makes two of us, if i ever were to explain the intricacies of life and behavior they would have a prominent presence...
this post was to say how unimportant each was to the other guy, and how no one cared about anyone else, and how everyone lives in their own illusions happily
i don usually like anything easily..
but u;re post..
dis blog..
is an exception..
gud work
if i wanted applause i wouldn't have written anything close to what i did now....well thats an other story...sometime we need to just write for ourself...well a "Thank You" for formality...but not many ppl say this is good, "crazy, weird, stoned" are some of the more frequently used words...
"Self" is wat i call it....
i am interested now....send me a link if u wrote anything.....and if in future u were write anything...
yea..
many ppl call it "crazy,weird,stoned"..
just coz dey don understand it..
dey don "feel" life..
dey just live it
i am interested now....send me a link if u wrote anything.....and if in future u were to write anything..
i don like to write..
i did a while bac..
but.
i just don write..
i just keep it in mah heart..
writin' is a very small word to understand d feelin's..
u know u remind me of a friend....
and yeah writing is a small word....
it is just the excess which flows out....
if our own life does not matter to us, then what really does?
if not for life, what do we really have? its the one thing we have.
the one chance.
the one opportunity.
the one game, even.
maybe in the template of the universe, it doesn't matter. it probably does not.
but for me, it is everything i have.
this is my life, my chance, and its up to me to make it amazing...because its mine :)
to not care about our own life is craziness, but to understand that on a larger scale it is not as important to anyone else as we assume it to be is important,
the reason for the name of my blog was the fact that, as i was growing up i heard, you can do this, life is so wonderful, life is this, it is that....but as a realised most ppl live their "life" for others, trying to prove a point to others, and on a larger scale none of their lives really mattered...
as you said...life is my one chance, and i aint gonna waste it on others i will live it with my rules on my terms....
and just one question, how did u find my blog??
i removed it from almost all possible places u can get it...
yea..
i agree vid dinesh..
life is not alwayz a bed of roses..
one chance..
one oppurtunity..?
dere's more to it dan hav said..
hmmm life, purpose, state, these r things which can be talked upon for days on end, well it was nice to have talked to someone after a long time about something like this....
and how did u end up at my blog?
blogs vich r impressive.... - stays..
dey cannot b taken out...
4m d mind..
hmmm i cant quiet decode that, and not being too humble....i will take that as a complement :)
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