All that was sacred but petrified,
The specters imagined, but never found.
Sagacity rattled in impedance of obscurity,
Where it stands is not an eventuality.
It foun
d ways, when none existed,
Just didn’t endure the last stride needed.
Where the guilt be allowed,
On horn of specters or perceived ostentatious that was frowned.
Not the “specters”, not even the obscurity did the demise,
It’s just the time, which passed by for never to be found!
3 idiots didn’t impress as much as I wanted to be. Before you all bounce on me, let me make it clear. It’s good movie to go and watch with your friends perhaps your college (x) sweet heart, laugh your lungs out in theater when you find it relating to crazy thing you did in college. If you are lucky you might make up with her at the end of show in Amir Kanh’s way and hope nose won’t come in betweenJ.
I remember Me, Anil & Rohit standing in last bench in Math Class, because we knew the coordinates answer better than Mr. Murli. But honestly if 5 point someone was 5 miles from reality this is a light year away in old fashion Bollywood way. It was more of feel good factor movie; someone should be crazy to nominate it for Oscar as I see people talking.
Perhaps they should have made movie on Above Average (By amitabha bagchi ) than Chetan Bhagat. He terribly and shamelessly calls himself a reality writer; I haven’t found any of his books more than melodrama written with slight mix real characters and lot of obscenity.
The four year of experience working in city like Bangalore did award me an opportunity of learning new things, but honestly last six month in a small town trying to implement basics of any million $$ organization actually taught me more than what I had ever heard and learned. I never thought things are perfect in Bangalore but in last six months I have actually realized thing can go worst than ever conceptualized on an excel sheet/VISIO/Project because behavioral acceptance is never a factor in any system modeling.
All my knowledge and understanding of organizational system dynamics were tested and validated on 21st century communication method called “e-mail” but unfortunately it seemed like H2SO4 running down my knowledge streams on every effort.
Off my last few days, I have tried having a rational 3rd person view of everything, I know it’s difficult but not impossible. The outcome was quite simple, at every level in any set-up there are people with ego or perhaps everyone has some amount of ego, now your ability to live with them without confronting their “ego” is what makes you successful.
There are rules/values/mission and visions but if there is something that’s conflicting with a powerful ego it’s bound to be compromised.
A small example to quote could by trying a pre-historic system for a basic organizational set-up and at the same time investing on high end tech solutions. Both of these methods are effective and productive in their own space, but parallel existence is nothing but management hysteria.
I remember reading on Google webpage that “Google recruits people from different industries to bring some amount of dynamics in their system and organizational methods”. Now, with my current stint I have started believing it was just something written by some HR folk on a website or else they have secret syndicates working to crush and flash out wrong picks on the name of dynamic team.
Sisyphus was punished to roll a heavy stone up a hill that always rolled back offsetting his efforts. It disheartened him and the salvation came with his death. Hades had condemned him eternally for his misdeeds in life. It explained the everlasting and futile verdict on Sisyphus. Nevertheless, this futile endeavor made Sisyphus a legend. He knew he was punished for using his intellect against nature. He had attempted something that might have changed the face of earth.
Live this story in life, and you would really wonder how many times we do end up in a situation like one Sisyphus went through. But with slight difference; the reason of Hades might be just a fear of attempting and the futile effort won’t make you a legend because it won’t change the nature. Yes, it might earn you some credit as nerd with crazy ideas, or perhaps a fool standing alone in crowd of super inflects. Endure wouldn’t end here, you might have to see your efforts not just rolling back by nature but also death and bleed in hands of those destined to building a castle out of it. Sisyphus satisfied his futile endeavor, with rationale of nature. But how do we justify this situation. Acceptance of being nerd might bring salvation to those arguably futile efforts to some extent.
It’s a conflicting crossroad, questioning your own efforts is unarguably accepting defeat and resistance would be attempting another Sisyphus. The last resort that might justify your deed is considering your effort a super intellect that was catered to bunch of Hades who never had the courage of accepting a change. To trim it all you may also repeat a super optimistic one-liner “Life is not fair; get used to it”.
Hey Trishna!
I wanted to write something today, may be about frustration with in me, but………. I typed and then erased then typed then erased and again typed and erased countless times but nothing seems to have worked, politics, love, cricket, benzir nothing could actually inspire me. May be I am just more confused then I thought! I think I will have to confront this frustration or else it will have me paralyzed!
Bye!!!!!!!!
It was another hazy day in bl’ore. Quite of kind that I normally enjoy being in. Sun wasn’t totally blocked for garden city, mostly attempting to prove his authority against dark misty clouds. Flashy silver linings and unusual cluttered rainbows allover sky were prominently visible. I don’t know why, but I certainly didn’t enjoy. There was this uneasiness right from the start of the day. A feeling of suffocation much like the sun in sky I was trying to overcome the dusking thoughts within me!
Quite sometime living alone, trying every possible mean to stay apart from crowd emotionally, ends me in a situation to reluctantly accept that everything isn’t okay as pretend. I don’t know how valid it holds for others, but in these instances I get involuntarily routed to deserted chapters of past. I am very much sure this feeling had nothing to do with my friend’s accident in morning or any incident in recent past, it was just the call from past that was arising out of blue. But, ironically you can’t express it any where, just carry that usual face and accept everything that comes along the day.
Uff! Mocking or enameling the throb inside has quite become an automated compulsion. Nevertheless, now at least I can confine most of it within me, leaving everyone else clueless about the obscured effrontery beneath. Yet, I haven’t reached to a state of unconsciously mocking a rucksack, but with a little effort I can hold myself from braking down on face.
Perhaps, it’s because the craving to stay raw as born and grown, still stands in far corners of consciousness. I just can’t stop it from dismantling the newly created perceptions and virtues. And there is one materialistic of me trying to face-off these unknown emotions with physical alluring hanging around. I am sure there has to be some measure and cure for this emotional insatiability. May be it’s the matter of time before I reach there, or someone might help me stable this but that’s least likely to happen. So let’s stay determined for physical aspirations. And count on those few beautiful days that might be waiting around a few leaps ahead very much like the silver linings in sky!
Sorry! People if there is any typo! Typing Devnagri is not as easy as it appears!
Hi Trishna!
Oh, I can’t explain you how happy I am, may be the first time after school days. I am in middle of something that I had always dreamed off. All those long hours and sleepless nights look so small when I compare with outcome. I just want to get this done and remove the label that people had once stuck on me. The same Ritwik, who was abhorrent, egocentric, rude, careless and more importantly an undereducated has got new dimensions. Now, I am on a self set mission to make sure that they believe it was not some unfair advantage given to me. More importantly, I wouldn’t have minded if it was just my failure, I need to prove the point of one who believed in me and articulated every thing. At any cost I don’t want this to be just a brave and intellectual attempt, it has to be a reality and I am very much resolute for it. Okay, then see you next time!
Through the voyage,
In vicinity of kindred,
Watched meanly with expectations,
He sailed silently, having no fear for being apart.
Always curved around,
Collecting respects, and disrespecting once known,
He never knew where it leads,
Oh! He still alone, left with nothing but his soul.
He appeared of contented membrane,
But underneath a confinement,
Dark like gothic,
Detached to all adored known.
His journey never ends,
Nothing he gains except few acquaintances,
But never a friend
Ritwik's space 