Wrong Place, Wrong Time

Sometimes. . .
Sitting in a room full of people, a room full of conversation,
 you feel like you don't belong, the conversation around sounds like noise... and all you want to do is, get up and walk right out.
Lying down with your earphones on, you suddenly have some people over, and how you sigh softly, wishing you could just spend some more time to yourself.

Imagining yourself in a better place... doing something else instead.

Sometimes. . .
This happens to all of us. Sometimes, we feel we just don't belong.
Only, in my case, sometimes means a lot of times.

At certain instances, i find myself wondering about my presence in a certain situation, the futility of the discussion i'm in the middle of.
Discussions are extremely important in life - that's how we exchange perspectives, thoughts and ideas.
Discussion and conversation are such relieving concepts, in fact .Getting your thoughts across to people is always a good feeling, getting to know people have similar thoughts as you is even better - "I love Avril!" "Oh  God, you too, hi5!"
 Instant bonding.

Now, to give ourselves a reality check, many times when we are in a discussion, we find people who probably don't agree with your opinions. There can be mild differences or ones of iceberg-proportions.

Of course, different opinions are carried by different ( includes weird, crazy, strange, eccentric, ALL that. Trust me.) people.

I am so horrible at categorizing, I swear, but I've sworn i'm gonna give it a try this time.
So,  presenting before you,
1. Lazy asses : These people further come in 2 mutations: ones with an opinon, but too lazy too fight for it, and the other ones, too lazy to form an opinon in the first place.

2. 'I'm in bliss, 'cause I'm ignorant' people : These guys swear by their motto. The motto says it all itself, but to elaborate further, they don't feel strongly enough about anything to go ahead and form an opinion on it.

3. 'I'm ignorant, and so you better run people : Now this amazing variety is so lost in themselves, they don't open their eyes to others' opinions.

4. 'I respect your opinion' people : True saints, these people are endagered species. More endangered than the Tiger, i'd say. They give a 50-50 per cent weightage to both the opinions, theirs, and yours.
( and at night a halo appears over their head :-) )

5. 'YOU'RE WRONG! ' people : True devils, their population is increasing fast. If they say the earth is a cuboid, you better agree.

6. "I know you're right, but I just wouldn't admit it' people :
Here is the tribe that keeps crumbling in its own ego. Needless to say, insecurities rise when a different opinion is in sight.

Finally,

7. 'You could be right, but I believe in what I think' people : Firm believers, they'll not budge easily form their point of view. But if you got something better, you're only going to gain this person's repsects.

So just like the seven deadly sins, there are 7 different kinds of people 'carrying opinions'.
Recognize what kind of a sinner YOU are, and once you're through that step, respect others of your brethren. And respect who are not like you for the sake of diversity.

Oh, and, what do you think of my article!? I think it's awesome. If you think otherwise, I'm category 5.
Just saying.;)

"Frankly my dear, I don't give a damn."

"I don't give a damn."
Numberless people, on numberless occasions, in numberless ways, have told you they don't give a damn.

"Look, I don't give a damn!"
"Do I look like I give a damn?!"
"(Screaming) I don't  f****ing give a damn!", and so on. You get the drift.


"I don't care, I don't give a damn",  is one of those very carefree, thoughtless statements people make everyday, and so often.
And yes, I won't begin to split the hair about the statement now, because honestly, I don't give a damn about whatever the hell "I don't give a damn" means.
But, I do give a damn about people who make this statement so very often without giving a damn about what they aren't giving a damn for.

Unless you cheat, there are always two sides to a coin.
Manipulating the coin-tale to suit living beings  and my agenda for writing this, whenever somebody "does not give a damn", the situation is akin to  two people standing at the edge of a cliff.

Let me explain the cliff situation. When you stand at the 'edge of a cliff', all it would take for you to fall off it  a little blow and whooosh, off you'll go. In a split second's passage of time, you'll be wavering mid- air like a plastic bag that drifts in the wind when it blows strongly...

Somebody will stand there, and peer over the edge looking at you falling down, dusting off his hands after having just poked you off the cliff.

So, the one who does not give a damn, pokes you, and you being at the receiving end of the statement  ( and the poke), fall down.
But you know, falling down really isn't that bad.
While you are in that free fall, gravity does something magical to you and Realization, good realization occurs.
You think, why at all did you even come to the cliff with this person who didn't give a damn in the first place?!
But, how could you have known otherwise too?
Regret is nothing but a waste of time.

Perhaps you shouldn't have given a damn too.
What shit, you'd say. What is the point of such a realization now that you're mid-air and about to hit a rock?

I'll tell you what, there's every point in there, and in perfect place.                        
Think Superman !


Who knows there might be somebody standing just beneath you to catch you? What if he's got blue eyes and a killler smile ?! ;-)


Dual benefit, right?




In your hypothetical falling down, you get to:
One, find  out who didn't give a flying fuck before pushing you down,
And two, find  out who does give a damn ( look, he's saved you!),
AND, you get to experience a free of cast free-fall! (read realization!)
( That's actually three benefits.)

How then, is falling a bad thing?

What I really mean to say is, different people live their life for different reasons and in different ways.
For the genius who might wish to tell me that everybody needs food, water, clothes, shelter et cetera, I must point out, that's as primitive as life gets. Even animals need all that.

What really differentiates humans is what, well, what they give a damn about.

Life is what you make of it. Your life is your life. Yes, we've all heard all this sometime, somewhere.

But, how much did we listen?
Now let's pause for a moment. Close our eyes, open our minds, and THINK:
What is it that makes the 'life' everybody has, so different for each one of us?
Not the car we drive, not the clothes we wear.
Let me say it again - it's whether you stand at the bottom of the cliff with open arms, or you just aid somebody's free fall.

Remember, this world is a vicious circle. Justin Timberlake says What goes around comes all the way back around. So, the next time you decide you don't give a damn, just think of JT. And this post!
(Honestly, who'll think of it otherwise?) ;)

Life Full of Liberal Libran Surprises!

*In the middle of a typical phonecall between me and my best friend*
Me: I wonder why he's like that!
Best Friend: Alisha, what's his date of birth?
Me: Um, 26th September?"
Best Friend: He's a Libran.
Me: GOOD HEAVENS! #@$#%^^&$#$
Another Libran, seriously?!

                                             



Is God playing 'Let's test your Libra tolerance' with me!?
No, I do not hate Librans. In fact, my life is so full of 'Liberal Libran Surprises!', that there's just no space for absolute hatred. That said, I don't necessarily mean Libra is my favourite Zodiac.


Actually, it's nowhere even close. Read on, you'll know. ;)


Alright, time for a disclaimer before the Librans get ready to pounce on me!
This post is a light-hearted take on the overwhelming quantity and quality of Librans I have met in the course of my being. De facto, my very best friend that I mentioned in the conversation above is a Libran! And, here I'd like to take the opportunity to thank this Libran girl for providing me live demonstrations of all the Libran characters I saw so very often but always failed to get. Had you not told me it's in you guys' very Zodiac, I would have jumped in a river trying to figure out the impossible!

 Oh, and by the way, I'm a Capricorn. And not a Linda Goodman fan! For all I have to say, today I take the liberty to talk about people based on their Zodiac only considering my expriences with Librans so far. Considering they have been so similar, it only made a lot of sense to conclude that there indeed was a connection. Heck, lotttsss of connection!


Moving on, there are  quite a few ( wait, did I just write FEW!?) things about Libran guys that get me fired up and heady and wanting to either drown the guy or myself in a bottomless hot spring. That didn't make much sense, but, what the hell.


Here we go!


Case#1

His “alone mood", that is the time when he is acutely aware of his surroundings, but will rather lie quietly or submerge himself in a book for a long time rather than deal with the real world. Sleep and rest is sacred to this sign and he often pretends to be asleep or resting just so you wouldn’t disturb him. For all his appreciation of constant contact with friends and family, this guy will turn off his cellphone or take the landline off the hook while he rests.
Okay. Do whatever you feel like doing, but you-never-can-avoid-a-Capricorn-girl-like-that!
If we are there for you every second, every minute, how can you possibly be kind enough to return the favour like THIS?!


Case #2

He  likes arguments for the sake of arguments.
He doesn’t care which side he is on, as long as the argument continues to entertain him. Expect him to change sides in a blink of an eye if he perceives that one side is winning over the other.


Being one girl who would stick to her stand till eternity, this trait built into you guys is a BUGGGER!


"In Love: Don’t expect this guy to understand your contradicting behaviour. "
And this one line, sums up the story of my life.


For example, quoting from Guy Sensing (Libra) | The Evil Called Love,
When he asks if you’re ok, and you reply “I’m ok”. He will take it that you really are OK, but will be slightly confused as to why you’re still frowning or still don’t want to eat. He will not spend his mental energy figuring out the reasons behind the reasons why you're in a bad mood. He will ask you for an explanation only once, and then he will move on.


Boy, is that frustrating?! You are supposed to let us enjoy out right to act pricey too! Please, don't run, drill us till we tell you!


My list can truly go on and on and never come to a satisfying end, but this post sure will!
All said and done, Librans have influenced my entity in a big way. And, at the moment, I can do nothing but thank them for all the positives I've learnt from them, and thank them for the exceptional level of patience I've developed because of them.


So, God, I'm game for your Libra tolerance test! Give me strength! And patience, grit, determination, confidence, power, faith....


I told you, I am a hopeless case. ;)



Source: Guy Sensing (Libra) | The Evil Called Love



PS. This post broadly deals with Libran males. Hence, Peace girls! I love you!

Of Now and Then. . .

Sometimes, when we are so settled in life (on the couch, cushions adjusted, remote and popcorn just within reach) and least expecting it, change happens.

Of all the things that ‘characterize’ life, things that never change irrespective of whether you live in an Igloo or a mansion, is the fact that LIFE changes.

The change could be as sudden as an earthquake-Like you sitting and having your cup of morning coffee and receiving a phone call that blatantly changes things in your life, drastically or not, is not the question.

OR, it could be gradual. time-taking… like a stream of water that falls from a height and corrodes all rock it passes over . You don’t see the rock break down at one go, but after a period of time, the rock is not the same anymore, it has now changed, broken down into tiny fragments.

Sometimes apparent, like in the first case, and at other times, underlying, but change is omnipresent.  It’s always there.

But why I am thinking so much about change and transition, I asked myself. And pat came the reply – “you’ve changed!” 

Yes, I am a hopeless case.

Going back a year; I would have rather been caught dead than writing about CHANGE! But, since this is not last year,  and in fact this is class eleven, it only makes a lot of sense that I realize my life has taken a sharp turn and is now much different from what it used to be.

there are many time –wasting activities I indulge in, like I  sit by the window and watch the rain fall, sometimes for hours… and just, think.( Not like I can’t think otherwise, but just  the fact that rain provides a nice backdrop for the lost-in-thought frame of mind. Come on people, don’t you watch movies!?)- What if time could stay still? What if things never changed? Why do people pretend so much? Why do they live such an inhibited life?

Where is this smell of Latte coming from?

And, then I run inside.

And, activity kicks right back. Physics- derivations, chemistry-reactions, biology-development, math- sin, cos, tan.  Homework! Debates, speeches, articles (?).  

Amidst all the discussion, the fact that’s highlighted is that the most we can do about change is feel it, think over it, let it sink in and do what humans do best- adapt.

There’s a sunrise following every dawn, life gets back to normal even after the most grueling disasters.

And so, here’s to the change that is, very famously, put, inevitable, and here’s to life!