love-repost
Posted onMarch 7, 2006
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A little flounder was swimming in a vast ocean,apparently looking for something of great importance.He stopped by asking everyonethe same question.Again and again,he got the same answer.After many unsatisfying attempts, he decided to visit the most wisest of all the fishes.Upon meeting the elder fish, the flounder asked "OH wise one,i have travelled far and wide , and i havent found the answer to my question.I hope you may be able to shed some light upon it.My question is as simple as this; Please, tell me where is the ocean??".Surprisingly, the older fish, did not laught at his blatant question.But was engrossed in deep thought.Worried was he not of the question itself,but of the poor and ignorant flounder.Finally,he answered,"My son,the ocean is up to you to find,no one can tell you where it is".The flounder scurried off, again looking for the "Ocean".
What else could be worse than looking for the ocean itself when one was in it.What else could be worse than looking for love,when we have it and when its all around us.Term "love" seems to be a vast one.And to me, it is one of the most obscene four letter word an unenlightened person could ever mention.People have a multitude of definition to what truly love is.Throughout history,people killed in the name of love, died in the name of love and even sold their souls to Old Nick himself in the name of Love.
What is love actually?To many, the question itself is enough to plunge a person into fits.Is love just a biochemical interaction between hormones and their receptors.Is it one of God’s masterpiece plan to keep the population in balance.Love seems to be a more advanced form of mating.Bugs and bees use pheromones to attract and mate.We humans,use love to do so.Not many would agree to this rather pessimistic view of the term "Love".
Or is love something more subtle and uplifting(Like what many define it to be).The very sound of it would send girls hearts aflutter and their eyelids flapping like butterfly wings ; ).
I do realise that love is altogether more wide than the boy - girl kind of love.For instance love between friends,parental…etc.Yet,many do not realise that these concepts have already been consigned to the rubbish dump that we call time.Charles Darwin has proven that theres a little bit of animality in each an every human being.Activities such as incest have been gaining wide support in the modern era.HOw can a person fall in love with is own mother.And how can a dad have intercourse with his daughter.Is it possible for a brother to fall in love with his sister.The borders of the definition of love, has already been increased by leaps and bounds again.Notwithstanding the fact that it is taboo and totally despised by culture and religion.Human beings( or shall I say…DEVELOPED ANIMALS)…tend to ‘dig’ the idea.It is even more absurd, when concepts such as the Oedipus Complex and Electra Complex(please search for the meaning in yahoo) is accepted as a natural part of development of the human being.So , what makes these peopel special from animals,when they show almost similar behavioural patterns like them…Like dogs.
What is it in love that makes it so mystical and magical.What is it in love that makes a persons heart actually and physically HURT when we fail in it.What is it in love that allows the capability of a person to move from the most devastated state to the highest of the heavens in a split second.It is so magical and at the same time so…damning.
Irrespective of whatever your view of love may be,I would suggest that you have a proper definition of what it is.For,sooner or later, there are very few who can differentiate between the vastness of its meanings.Wheter it is love or infatuation, lust, passion, admiration …etc…
NO matter what happens,true and undivided love has and always will be a fantastic driving force for Man.Wise people always say " Its best to let sleeping dogs lie".Yet,in sync with current issues, I personally think that it is wise for all of us to redefine what we really think of love and wake up the sleeping dog.The the most pathetic of all conditions is for a person the become the little flounder that I mentioned in the anectode at the beginning.Do not take love for granted.
As for me,God is love.I would have the definition in the reverse way, rather than in the direct way.
Enstranged
Posted onMarch 7, 2006
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Enstrangement is merely a thought,
Defining extreme loneliness,
Pain is just a feeling,
Elucidating extreme discomfort,
What do you do when,
Within yourself you see darkness,
Enternal and abyssmal in volume,
With no possible chance for absolution,
For a sin to be committed,
Payment is absurdly demanded beforehand,
Altruism is the only method of escapism,
Total denial of self,helps ease the pain,
Torture has been the form of cleansing,
Yet no torture is akin to enstrangement,
Words could never describe,
Lucky are the ones being tortured,
Yet,entranged by his ideas,
The Lone Wolf still walks,
Accompanied by his loyal shadow,
And walk shall he undauntingly
Fighting yourself
Posted onJanuary 25, 2006
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Ancient Sioux indians used to say that our greatest enemy is ourself.Have you ever imagined,fighting with your ownself.Try shouting at a mirror.What you get back is the same amount of fury and rage.My point is,we are at the same turf,at same levels when we fight ourselves.Imagine yourself as 2 alter egos,each trying to destroy each other.Each personality knows the other well enough to know what to anticipate.Each,knows the weaknesses and strength of their nemesis.
When we look into this issue more deeper.We realise that we are the ones to blame when we succeed and we are the ones to blame when we fall.We are the reason for our own making and our own downfall.Given that idea,it is acceptable that when we fall,we,ourselves have made a massive blow.
So,before we work on fighting others.lets learn to fight ourselves.The wrestle would be great,massive.But when we win,our alter ego may actually become our strength
The Redemption
Posted onJanuary 18, 2006
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After a long period of oblivion,i have taken liberty to return to the world of scribbling…it is not an easy task..but i promise i will try my best at it.Its not easy to write like fluid after such a rusty break-off…
Todays philosophy is based on the term "attachment".Well,attachment seems to be a vast topic to discuss about,but i am more interested in the kind of attachment we find in those we love and care about.For example,our best friends…so on and so forth…
And similarly,when we mention such dubious term,we often are pulled into discussing issues like how we miss the person when they are not with us,how much our lifes change when they are with us and what is their impact on our lives.
As human beings,we are not born onto this world alone.We are born with attachment.The umbilical cord can be a perfect symbolism of what our heavenly father has in store for us.Without this specific attachment(with our parents…siblings..loved ones) it is impossible for us to live.Some may say that the dependancy towards the attachment may reduce as we grow.But i totaly disagree.No one is an island.
As we leave the protective shell of our parents, at adulthood,we attach ourselves again to our collegues and if there is….someone who is special.And the cycle continues again.
The point of which i want to elucidate on is that,sometimes,in contrary to what people say,our attachments affect our lives in a magnitude of ways.They can make us soar..and at the same time plunge us into an eternal abyss.The way we regulate our attachments determine how much they affect us.
My question is,is it right to give out everything to those we fully trust or still maintain a specific border.But,it is necessary to remember that its rather hard to facilitate a relationship when we have borders.Just imagine like,hugging a person with something big and fat in between.
happy thinking.
A Bone to Pick with Death
Posted onNovember 21, 2005
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Oh Malevolent one.Wretched are you.Filled with filth and curses of a thousand fold.Why art thou unjust?It is those whom we love that you devour.Not those to wreak havoc.Are you sick in your mind or just trying to be amusing in your own caustic way?You are like a bunch of locusts which feed on the hopes and effort of people.MERCILESSLY!COLD HEARTEDLY!You snatch those we love and spare those who deserve death.
I have caught you smiling at me.Whenever i was beside the deathbed of relatives and my patients.You keep whispering.."Someday i will come for you" and you scurry of with your prize.I have felt you following me as i traverse the cemetaries of the dead.All of them are yours indeed.You follow me…footsteps ringing like a knell.And your filth and pungent aura ursurps the godly sanctity of the hospitals.You are the very avatar of sacrilege itself.Why dont you suffer the same unjust predicament?
I have got a bone to pick with you.Someday i will meet you.Yes I will.Unjust that you are….you are heartless too.
Song of The Unborn
Posted onNovember 14, 2005
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The Song of the Unborn.
Im born out of the act of pure love.I am the product of the intervention of 3 beings-my heavenly father,my earthly mother and my earthly father.Before I became a substance of conception,my heavenly father said that I would be treated no lesser that how I was treated in heaven.And thus,im in my mothers womb now.Waiting urgently to see the face of the woman who will bear me for 9 months and become my earthly guardian.Everytime I hear her soft voice my heart jumps.It was love even before first sight.How have I longed to see her face and feel the caress of her hands and soft kiss.As I count the days,6 weeks have passed.I know I have a long time more to go.But the wait would be justified.Gazing at her face is practically my Holy Grail.
All of a sudden,things become rather shaky in the cozy sac I live in.Soon,I begin to feel new kinds of feelings that I have never experienced.Everything becomes cloudy and irrecognizable.I cant hear my mothers voice anymore.And soon,I see my heavenly father again.His heavenly face is graver than that I have ever seen before.”Come here my child”,My Father said.Tears flowed freely from His eyes as he held on to me tightly.”Im sorry my child,Im really sorry”,he said.At that time,it hit me like a rock.The woman whom I wanted to see so badly.The woman whose gaze I was yearning for had revoked my privilege to see the world.She threw me away.Like how people revoke a benevolent gift,being so pure and divine.The pain eats on to me, and it will eat on to me as my love so pure was torn like a paper and consigned to the rubbish bin.I could only ask my heavenly father one question,and it still haunts me-“What did I do?”.I meet more children like me who have suffered the same fate.Who will hear our voices?And who will react?When will our virgin tears be noticed?……………………
The unborn Child
This really hit me with a megaeffect today.I was in the Pathalogical Anatomy Museum of my University.A little fetus,about the size of my thumb interested me a great deal.She/He(I don’t want to refer to the being as “it”) seems to be so subtle and relaxed in his/her neonatal position eventhough 6 weeks old.The eye creases can be clearly seen,hands,fingers,legs and even a little hair,angelic and damning in its own way.What has he/she down to deserve such a sorry predicament.Abortion is justified by many reasons.Yes,I do agree that some mothers have irrevocable reasons of why the abortion is carried out.Seemingly intelligent people still regard fetuses of a certain age as “not a living being”,or “liveless” or “incapable of feeling anything.At the same time it is also these people who support theories of the ability of the fetus to learn during early stages of life.How Ironic and how damning could that be?.What about other issues like illegal abortion.And even worse still,throwing of fetuses away upon birth?Will they come up with another Cock and bull story to justify this atrocity again?Yet again,this is a direct prove to Darwins Theory who states that we were from the symbian family.Chimpanzees lack the bonding with their offspring and perform similar atrocities like eating their newborns.Either it is for food or for any god-forsaken reasons human beings come up with,the difference is nonsignificant.We are social animals.
I cannot pass out a comment and a judgement at the same time.But what I can do is to suggest.Please,take the initiative to gaze into the preformed eyes of the unborn child.And you will truly hear what she/he has to say.If it doesn’t touch you,then at least thank the Lord that you didn’t suffer such a predicament.
Comments
Posted onNovember 12, 2005
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I would like to interrupt the smooth flow of the blogs just to pose out a simple request cum question.I would like to know the feedbacks from those who read my blogs.Please take some time to fill out the strengths and weaknesses of my blog page.Where and how can i improve on it.I would love to improve on it.Im always open to constructive criticism.
Thank you.
The Ironic Paradox
Posted onNovember 12, 2005
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After a short mushy and warm period,I would like to return to yet another one more baffling thing.Things like these hit me unpredictably.
Im sure everyone has heard of the story of The Large Oak and the Bamboo tree.Those have not had the benefit of this experience,well here it is.People always adopt the resilience of the bamboo in dealing with tough choices rather than the recalcitrant and mighty Oak tree.All to often have we heard about lifes strong and perrenial habit of chucking problems at us when we least expect it.OUr parents,even great scholars have said,problems are regarded as a storm,in this case,be like the bamboo.Give in to it,and you will survive.Do not follow the Oak,it does not give and and some day,it will break.
Being a person who thinks out of the box,i would like to shed a different light on this parable.Lets look at the characteristics of each plant deeply.The mighty oak is strong and it has always adopted a majestic aura.Its roots grow deep.And it is something that lives on and on for generations.Even if it is cut,the roots still live.
The bamboo is known as a thin but resilient plant.It grows long and tall and doesnt have a long life as compared to the oak.Even when its cut,the roots still live.But they arent as vast as the Oak’s.
Similarly,let us apply this philosophical concept now to lifes unpredictable algorithm.Yes,i do agree that we have to be resilient in life.However,let us again review the situation.We have met a multitude of those who have stood by their ground.Like the mighty oak.Recalcitrant,adamant,stubborn…call them what you want.But they have made a strong rooting into the sands of time and are still remembered till now,even though they have perished solely due to their stand.
Let us take an example of Mahatma Gandhi,if he adopted the stance of the Bamboo,he wouldnt have made such and impression.But,he chose to be the oak,eventhough he knew that the oak would some day perish,but STILL he made the choice.His roots still are firm and strong.
Given the above,I would like to state that ,we have the choice in our hand to become the Bamboo or the Oak.Yet,it would be wise to chose when and why we should we take the stance.Our principles,religions and culture should be used as a reference point.
Nothing can be gained without risk.Similarly,to become great and mighty,to become "remembered",we must be willing to risk something.Great people like Pope JOhn Paul II,Mahatma Gandhi,Josef Stalin have risked their lifes.YES..they were defeated by the "WIND".I do agree that.BUT THEIR ROOTS STILL REMAIN STRONG AND FIRMLY PLANTED.
The Bamboos of our society have and always survived.They will keep surviving.But not many have achieved the status of "Important or remembered people".And even more amusing,as bamboos grow in a bunch,there seem always to be more bamboos in a specific region rather than the LONELY and often ISOLATED oak.All in all,everything seems to fit in place.
Fortunately,we can chose to be the bamboo or oak in different situations.It is entirely up to us.
IN sync with norms,the bigger the stakes,the bigger the risk.Yet,the bigger the returns may also be.I would not limit myself to pessimism to state that the loss would be big too.
Hospitalised.
Posted onNovember 9, 2005
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I have decided to change the tone of my blog for this time realising the fact that it has been rather monotonous and cold.A blog is a blog.So,i decided to write something more up close and personal.It is about an experience about a month ago.
For a few days,I have been bugged by constant ringing in my ears.As normal,I ignored it and carried on with my daily routine.However,things turned ugly when I had a sharp stabbing pain in my ears when i was sleeping.Rayjiv called the ambulance and I was immediately brought to the hospital.Turned out that,i had acute purulent maxillary sinusitis and otitis media.To make the entire occasion more "spicy" ,the doctor ordered me to be warded immediately.After an immediate dose of Intravenous Cefaxilem,I turned in for the night.Little did I expect,what would await me the next day.
I did not sleep well.As early as 6 am in the morning,the nurse gave me another of my doses of antibiotics on the buttocks.The doctor,who is responsible for me,checked me and said something about doing a "prokulki".It sounded cool,and exciting.Immediately,he pulled out a long thin steel rod after pushing in a cotton full with lidocaine solution into my nostril.I could feel the sharp piercing pain as it probed into my flesh.The doctor asked me to relax as she inserted another one more steel rod into my nose.I couldnt remember much at that point,but what i remember was that she pulled out a medium sized steel tube with a sharp end.That was the moment that i remembered more than well.I could feel,and hear my bones crushing as she accessed my maxillary sinus through my nostril.Blood gushed freely from my nose as she pumped out all the puss using a pressure tube.Upon doing that,she inserted a tube into my nose.Thats all i could remember.The next thing i remembered was…I was on the floor,and the tube was out,and the nurse was forcing me to waft some inhalation salts.
As I lay on the bed,writhing in agony,face full with blood.My friends could only watch as the doctor came in and say in Russian "Tommorow,we gonna do prokulki again".I could only let out a big sigh of despair and close my eyes.
I wake up to another horrendous day looking forward to the "prokulki" actually.I just wanted to get over with it.Surprisingly,things went well and a drainage was successfully installed to facilitate the removal of pus.
However,the physical experience i went through was nothing compared to the mental challenges hospital life brought.I had the experience of really undergoing what a patient would feel like.And i had the opportunity to meet patients and hear what they hope from a good doctor.It was marvelous…practically marvelous.I felt as if i was completely reborned.I realised the burden of my profession.And MY,…it was a fantastic burden indeed.
As i stayed in a hospital,full with those who werent my race,or religion.I came to find out that we were all…the same.Never did i actually realise it.The very fact seemed very shameful.We have been hammered on for ages about these teachings but it is in times of these that we realise the simplicity of things.We human beings have been too complicated.Too engrossed with things that we dont even understand that we have failed to see the beauty and the straightforwardness of life.
I was hospitalised for about 10 days.I missed many classes.But i gained many valuable lessons.I was a wreck for the first few days.But it was He who held on to me when i Most needed him.
Our burden is humongous.The doctor has a responsibility over a persons life.The sentence is simple as it seems.But it is in places like hospitals that we really realise the vast latitude of its philosophy.
sorry guys for the heavy usage of medical terms…..
Happiness
Posted onNovember 3, 2005
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Since time immemorable,we have been heavily exposed to the term "Happily ever after", "True Happiness" and all of that sort.Of course, everyones target in life would somehow or rather be targeted at achieving happiness.We live realize our dreams,we realize our dreams to achieve happiness.
My term of choice today is heavily dependant upon all the other terms that I have introduced before.Happiness is defined as a temporary state of freedom from our desires.Having said that,true happiness can never be achieved as freedom itself is limited by the cyclicity of human desires.It would be pessimistic to accept such an idea.But then again,human beings can never be satisfied with what they have.Happiness, as pure as it comes can never be lived, savoured and kept for long.
People would give anything to achieve their definition of happiness.Either their "happiness " means something as simple as performing well in exams,or winning a million dollar lottery,people would go to any limits to grab it.There are many who would go beyond the limits defined by norms and taboo to get what they want.However,it is rather amusing to re-introduce the idea of ephemerality of happiness.Is it worth it to risk everything that we have for a temporary moment of happiness????
All to often we have heard of those who have sold their souls to Old Nick just to acquire the shortcut to their camelot of sorts.As we all know,happiness and positive results demands a specific price.Nothing comes without us striving or struggling(paying the price).HOw much must we pay to get what we deserve.HOw much must we strive to safely say that we deserve a specific reward?
The term happiness comes often in conflict with jealousy.We are often irritated when some other people who have achieved their happiness when we have not.It seems to tear us from the inside out and churns our insides.Every little contact we have with the person or the specific entity would result in reactions of horrendous proportions.We are so capable of things constructive and destructive at the same time.In some cases,preventing someone from achieving happiness is also happiness to some people.
Irrespective of what you define as happiness as.IT demands a specific amount of commitment and sacrifice.Sometimes following what our hearts say does not guarantee happiness.All in all,meticulous planning is a prerequisite of the true happiness.Willingness for a person to forgo our deepest desires wisely would ensure that happiness keeps flowing and that we do not finally become a slave of yet another powerful master.The last thing a person would want is to ironically fall into the grasps of his own desires and dreams when he is actually trying to vent it out into the world of reality.
Stay happy guys
