There is no spoon

When we write blogs or auto biographies we don't write down the full sorry
If we do it will take me 30 years to read my own .. No we don't do that.. We provide a perception ..Either our perception of what our life was like or what we would want others to perceive our life was like...

But then when you think about it that's the case with everything.. We don't experience things as they are.. We percieve them...

As Morpheus told us there is no spoon

Haider..

hosh mein aaja, hosh mein aaja
aye bulbul-e-bismil..
khushbu-e-gul mein zeher bhara hai..
hosh mein aaja, hosh mein aaja
aye bulbul-e-bismil..

Never easy to see human beings at their bare most and not feel awe...
Haider in my mind how ever is much more intense.. Much more..

Dejavu though was all unexpected visitor

Naustalgia

Today after as long time or rather for the first time I missed things as they used to be once....
Missed chudukaad and Oachira
Missed my grand parents as people in charge
Missed my cousins as noon manipulative calculating bitches

Motel of the day don't sleep in the noon..:-D

Is this it ?

Every bad thing that ever happened in my life something has changed in me deep down always...
Is this it is this my final chance tho quit....
Will be interesting if it is..

Still hate the unpredictably and irreversibility of life..

How...

How do you define right and wrong
From what I see they are nothing but optimum behaviors to ensure our survival nothing more...

How do you define imaginary and real.. In the end both are what our brain interprets for us....

When you dream of making love tho some one is it any different from actually doing it....

Have you ever wondered

Why is it that one plus one is always two....
Did some god sit someplace and write down all the rules...
Or did we observe our  universe and called what we saw as a rule....

But even then why the constancy...
Why not we wake up one day and realize one plus one is now three....
Is it because there is some one maintaining the rule or
is it cause there is none to break it

Pandaram...I had got tired of figuring out flaws in gods invented by men..
But what if there is indeed one...

"Are you christian..."
a very innocent question from a 6 year old and the sadness in her eyes when i said no...
and the surprise when i said i was a Muslim married to a Hindu...

Hmm...
wats the point of having religions if all they can do to us is to teach us to hate the others...

An image of a Muslim kid from gujarat who said that he will kill all hindus and him not accepting the interviewer was a hindu because he was kind ..
hmm...

Queen Esther..divya..appam...was fun to be with them.

after a loong time shed a tear for some one who can do no help to me...
after a loong time cared for some one with out caring if they can be of any use to me..
after a loong time.

Will revisit..and then post an image here :)