Monday, January 31, 2005

Once more, I blog

Sometimes I wonder what Descartes would have said about the blogging experience. "I blog, therefore I am?" Maybe he wouldnt have said anything at all or, perhaps, it would have confused him even more. The whole idea of virtual reality of which blogging is just a tiny component would have baffled him completely and, probably, pushed him towards developing new ideas to probe his own existence and to explain who and what he is.

I am fairly new to this blogging thing and, so far, I havent shown any indication of being a persistent one. It requires discipline to jot down one's thoughts daily and put them in multiple paragraphs. One has to move from that diary-journal mindset and think in terms of writing articles and opinion pieces and what have you. The world may not change after what we write in our blog but... at least, we've had our say and said our piece. And that's the bottom line.

I hope to be more regular with these blogs so that I can say what I want to say and never have to worry of having not said it at all. Long tongue twister there, I know.

Anyway, whoever you are reading this piece, friend or stranger, close chum or enemy, thank you for visiting this site and do come back again. And most importantly, leave your comments behind so that I can get to know you better and know whetehr or not we sing from the same book.

And yes, on my part, I'll be more regular and contribute regularly to the blog. So keep looking.

Friday, January 07, 2005

Walls

They were looking at me
they were staring so wickedly
and that too for such a long time
I blushed and felt embarrassed
for reasons best known to Dr. Freud.

I smiled and simply turned my head
and faced the convenient wall
which was tall and strong
as it should be,
especially during times such as these.

Only that the wall wept
thick and dewy tears
when I faced it
making me more embarrassed than surprised
because I discovered that even walls blush!

Sunday, January 02, 2005

How to be a nuisance

While on the subject of growing old and not getting any younger, let me add a few parting words before I draw the curtains on the topic and not discuss it for a long, long time.

I feel I have to say this and get it off my chest because it is an observation that I’ve made and it annoys me no end.

When we are young and are bursting with ideas and show potential for talent, we are encouraged by all the ‘grown-ups’ around us and are constantly urged to reach our full potential. Some of these same ‘grown-ups’ even attempt to ‘mentor’ us just to show how supportive they are towards us.

But the moment we cross the rubicon, meaning, ‘youthful years’, then, things begin to change especially if we are still bursting with new and innovative ideas. If we were admired for our ideas when we were younger, then, in the same token when we become adults, we are seen as a nuisance.

We suddenly lose our perch and the insecurities of these petty people suddenly turn us into a ‘pain in the butt’, ‘idealistic’, ‘non-realistic’, ‘uncontrollable’, what have you.

Suddenly we cease to be the object of admiration but are seen as an ‘obstacle’ for any worthwhile progress mainly because we see a different way of solving an issue and still prefer not sticking to the tried and tested.

Of course I’ve given the worst-case-scenario over here.

One way of avoiding this outcome is a fairly simple solution and one greatly admired by the petty grown-ups. Continue having these wild innovative ideas and continue making the petty grown-ups feel they are the most important beings in the universe. Give them the ego massage they crave and do your work.

However, this is easier said than done because the moment one develops ‘ideas’ and embarks on developing an individual mindset, you are bound to upset a lot of people. Petty people are the first ones who will oppose and disagree with you. And because of this one has to accept the fact that one can never please all people at all times and that becoming a nuisance and spoilsport might be our lot.

After all, who said growing up was easy?