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Like the heading suggests..do we really give up sometime?With my experience and observation..I say yes we 'do give up sometime'..yet there are moments when we just buckle up,saddle up and get ready for the run. Currently, that's what I know I have been doing. Giving up everyday and then saddling up for the run. In short the process has surely exhausted me,and yes..my calories are in control. With all the positivity imbibed in all of us,it just sounds lame and childish when we hear people say.."I have given up". In no time we become the judge and the jury to pass our valuable feedback to the 'In the moment' the less fortunate, who have decided to give up. I guess, the anguish that we feel within ourselves in those moments perhaps make us just lash out or maybe listen quitely to the string of unprecedented stories and tales, or perhaps just quickly say..'I happens my friend..just hang in there' Maybe its time that I head out to Goa for a whil...

When ‘Meanings’ mean no more, hold no more significance, where do we all go? Perhaps surrender to the supreme and seek what we have not yet been able to receive, find, understand and give. The biblical approach to this concept is a very simple one, yet the process of surrendering and encompassing the blanket of pure warmth around is lonesome journey and all need to travel through on their own, defining and understanding every step. The marking of the real and astral worlds are distinctive and we all travel back-n-forth through this hundreds of time, yet not most of us ever realize the eventuality of this event. We fall, we rise, we weep, we remorse, we hate, we love, we rejoice, we laugh and experience what is not visible and yet is present and surrounds us every moment. Beliefs, hope, faith, trust and determination leads the way and gratitude opens the doors to humility and benevolence. The presence of the thrumming veins, the rush of adrenaline, and the pure exuberance of...

How many times have you told someone ‘I love you’ or someone else has said the same thing and you experienced an instant blow of either the person not responding or you yourself going into a total state of shock to realize what you just heard? This conditioning of the mind has been done in a manner, which is more ready to accept something negative more gracefully than such a thing called love. The sarcasm, the tone, non-reciprocation attached to this wonderful expression, just amazes one. In life all that we are looking for is ‘Love’ and yet when someone does express, we just brush it aside and mock the supreme emotion that binds us all. Ever thought that, since we live in a constant state of fear, to accept or give someone plain and simple ‘Love’ is such an uphill task. Whether it is parental, or friendly, or romantic there is always a checklist in place and those who meet the parameters are so called eligible to receive or give that love. Ever wondered, if that was the case how God...

Shift of thought,shift of priorities..all these things keep happening even before u know it..BOOM…you need to change..sounds familiar? I know it does. My life going through the same shift of the mentioned above, hence took time to write back again. The butterflies in the stomach need not happen just when you are about to appear the dreadful quantum physics theory paper, or a public speech or appearing for an interview in front of 5 odd elderly professionals or seeing your loved one after a long time. It happens on a day to day life as well. The control on the emotions arising then happens how well equipped are you to deal with it. For most of us, it seems like a daunting task at that moment, but believe a subtle something within you just says..’Calm down honey..it’s going to be fine. You will sail through it like everything else’. I know this sounds familiar too. Isn’t it? Yet in spite of these so called familiar feelings we feel in secured of the unknown. Most of us have alread...

‘This too shall pass’ is what one hears from people who have completed the crossover and are in this constant blissful state. However, people like us who are still struggling to merely understand the basic meaning of ‘This too shall pass’, the very idea that how can one be in this constant blissful state just seems totally theatrical in nature and most of us brush the idea aside and continue to find ourselves entangled in all these kinds of emotional and spiritual complexity that seem beyond explanation. Any conversation with all the spiritually evolved beings communicate and say the same thing, yet how many of us actually understand the core thought and essence that runs deep within all this? The sparks of spirituality come and go like a lightning, shake our very existence and then we are left to deal with the aftermaths of this heavy doze of energy supply. Some of us wade though this and complete the intersect, and most of us struggle to realize what really happened, take the learn...

Few things whether you see them horizontally, perpendicularly, laterally or vertically they still seem the same. The thing that I am talking about here, are the emotions of being in love or perhaps the wrench in your stomach when you get caught in the middle of perhaps the most embarrassing moment. All the logic and soberness seems to just go out of the window and then you are feeling either of the two in the above given example…’By gawd…I’m in love…is it me…in love? WOW..this is just amazing’ and then you find yourself feeling the most beautiful, most loved and dunno what not..or the other emotion would be ..’Could I just disappear or perhaps all these people could just disappear…or perhaps it’s just a dream’. I believe we all have been there to go though this once or a couple or may number of times in our lifetime. The point I’m trying to drive home is simple..Acceptance of the bare fact that…it’s OKAY..so what you have once again fallen in that deep love and feeling just amazing...

On the lonely roads we travel, with backpacks as heavy as carrying a truck load of cement bags, trying not to fall into a ditch or encounter rain in between, for the cement may solidify and we may never be able to get out of the mess. With worn out shoe soles, blistered shoulders, looking for a place, where you can rest, get rid of the weight and travel light on the road less travelled, for the unknown out there might be either enthralling or dreadful, you keep moving step by step or by leaps and bounces. Can feel the cool wind blowing the hair though standing in the middle of the desert, and the thirst seems growing day after day, yet mirages are all that one can see, and no true greenery. Yet as a traveler, the journey continues further ahead, the backpack seems a bit lighter than before for you have shared the cement bags with some unknown needy on your way to further unknown. The lightness of the backpack, seems like a momentary break for now it has more space to make place fo...

There are times when you just say this ‘What was I thinking?’ or rather say ‘Why was I thinking?. Today was one of those days when I looked at myself with that bright radiant smile and said, ‘I feel blessed and I’m filled with gratitude and faith’. The past 57 hours has been the longest in a very very long time. All analytics and logic seemed had gone out of the window and I was in this state of carrying a big boulder on my head and fire below me. All that I could do was pray with all my heart and soul. Have you experienced this feeling of praying so intensely that your head hurt and the more you tried to calm your self the more agitated you become? Well the past 57 hours had been exactly that. So, after all this doze of heavy emotional adjectives..before anyone gets overtly cynical about me and all that I have written; I give you the background. It is all for the endless wait for one phone call from someone, who has given a total different dimension and path to my life lately. O...

They say when creativity strikes, everything else that goes around a human mind just stops, perhaps for the shear mystical feeling one feels, of what would be the result of the creative outburst. After many years I am also feeling that same rush of creativity or maybe an expression longing to be expressed. Started writing in the old traditional way, using an old diary and the nearest pen I could get hold of. After jotting down the first few lines realized, the thoughts are running much faster than the speed of my fingers, trying to catch up with every single moment of expression exploding in form of words. Realizing the fact changed the mode of jotting down the thoughts from a pen and paper to my laptop. Maybe the joy of being able to write again made me move away from watching every stroke of the letters on the paper and the words takes it own formation on my laptop. Life off late has been more reclusive than it was a few months back. Going back and forth in time sailing through a tho...