Death...

WHY????
i ve seen too much of it 4 comfort...n tho they may say it's freedom for the soul..n salvation or moksh...but wot abt the dreams tht shall never b fulfilled?the responsibilties n duties relinquished so abruptly?n most of all wot abt those left behind??

Emotional Sport..or sporting emotions..

football fever is at its peak..with the intensity rising every moment,teams giving everything they have,players putting their futures at stake..n countries comin to a stand-still to watch the world cup.i too ws watchin the matches..the intense quarter finals where teams fought tooth n nail for victory..but as the law of the game goes..someone had to lose..

i watched n rooted for my favourite teams n rejoiced their victories...but then i m too much of a human to ignore the tumultous emotions of grown men...the very same men who were showing all the aggression sumtimes reachin upto d levels of animal instincts crying like little babies whose favourite toys ve been taken away..it ws a stark contrast of human emotions on the field..wid due credit to all the winning teams..my hear goes out to those who lost out..finally its destiny..no one can change that.

well along wid football there's wimbledon too..n i ve made it a point to watch at least the big matches...the other day i ws watching rafael nadal v/s andre agassi...n i ve grown up watchin agassi..n nadal i ve taken a liking 4 him recently.it ws agassi's last wimbledon n sadly he lost this particular third round match.

it ws a match between the rebel and the rebel mellowed down..n both equally mindful of that.the mutual respect shown ws exemplary...

i still remember a young teenaged agassi wid long hair n torn jeans bursting on d world tennis arena..his long earrings n changing hairstyles making as much of a statement as his wonderful strokes on court..today he ws a bald n much sober on wot ws to b his last match playing against a new rebel..nadal in his three-fourths n sleeveless tee..wid a bandana arnd his head and shoulder length hair..it ws as if tennis had come to a full circle 4 agassi...

even tho he lost d match...i m sure everyone watching had jz one thing in mind...the legend lives on...

on modesty..

ok...this one is dedicated to d most precious soul i ve met on this earth...hez d one whoz inspired me 4 dis one...he read my posts on d blog n u kno praised me to i dunno wot extent...well u kno the rational part of me said dat hez praising me bcoz he luvs me...but then again...isnt it all dat v yearn 4?praise 4 our deeds?
its childlike..they say...to show ppl ur creations n expect sum praise in return...but isnt it sumthin dat v all do?even god isnt immune to praise..wot else r prayers then..so wud u say he up there is immodest n thus imperfect?
is modesty really hypocrisy of the human mind??
but then again..i guess modesty isnt all tht much abt nt yearning 4 appreciation..its more abt accepting d praise u get gracefully...n balancing urself to the extent tht u r nt carried away by all dat ppl say..but then its nt abt getting affected at all...bcoz i m sure every human..actually even god..is happy to get praised.
its like u kno..d moment u proclaim u r modest...d modesty is all lost....

idealism or naivette?

my grandfather always used to say ,"always keep 3 things loaded and in handy: a pen to write down ur thots,a camera to capture the beauty around u, and a gun; to shoot wen u see injustice."
hez long gone but these words ve been ingrained in my head.even on his death bed he used to write letters to the government fighting 4 causes which i guess nobody else wud ever have thot of...filing suits against d injustice of the administration...
but he came frm d pre-independence era...d generation inspired by d mahatma..he ws one of those who believed till they were 80..tht he cud change the world...but wot abt us?dont v c d authorities being unfair ever?dont v cum across ne injustice meted out to us?..but v let it b..v say life is unfair..or this is d way d world revolves...n then move on...
so many times have i dreamt of changing d world..making a difference...n so many times have i been told u r too naive..wait till u see d real world n it wil change u.
i agree my dreams seem impossible...but den wsnt martin luther king's dream impossible too?this doesnt mean i m comparing myself to the gr8 soul...nor r my dreams dat big...but is it a crime to dream about changing the place u live in?makin it better 4 u n 4 d others?makin d world a better place to live in 4 d cumin generations...n not allowing them to go thru d same as wot u did?rnt u indebted to ur own life cleanse ur surroundings of all d slush n dirt dat it contains?
i often find myself cribbing..dat life isnt fair to me...but then again...or is it me whoz unfair to life?