Tuesday, March 29, 2005

Someone is watching over me…

There is somebody or something or someone, somewhere, watching my every move, my every step and my every action in life. That someone is observing how I react to every event or situation that occurs in my life.

I don’t know whether that someone is evaluating me on the basis of its observations about me. I don’t know what the purpose behind this watchful eye is. But it is making me conscious. It is making me aware of my actions and my reactions.

Being conscious of its existence and being aware of its watchful eye is making me behave correctly. It helps in making decisions, taking actions and giving reactions in the most appropriate way.

We always know what is best for us if we pause for a while and carefully analyze the situation. We know the answers. But we don’t pause. We don’t take a second look. But if we have someone watching over us, if we are answerable to someone, we tend to take charge of our lives more responsibly.

Probably this is what being in family results in. We are answerable to them and we are conscious of their watchful eye. So we deal with situations in a better way.

I was under the impression that being alone will help me get conscious of my actions and bring in some improvement. I felt that when I will be alone I will be more responsible. But it’s the other way around. The moment you are answerable to no one else but yourself, you relax. Your guard is down. You are vulnerable.

You probably need to be a yogi or a saint to be able to control your feelings and your urge to do things without thinking when you are alone. As someone has rightly said, if you can control your mind you can control the world.

So how is it done? I seem to have found the way. It’s my own. And I don’t know for how long it’s going to work. Well you just read it some paragraphs back. I believe that there is someone watching me and my actions. It is helping.

-Y.

Monday, March 21, 2005

Die Young

Anil Kumar Janardhanan, Smita Sahasrabuddhe, Tejesh Shinde, Raju Ghadi...

People I knew, as friends and colleagues...no more in this world.

Wednesday, March 16, 2005

Bhooooottt

Presenting my first and last attempt at writing a zatpat Marathi kavita………………

BHOOT!!!

Aga bai, koNi tari aahe tithe!

Kaay ga, tu ugaach kashaalaa bhite?!

Kharach malaa ek aawaaz aiku aalaa

Naahi ga, nehemi saarkhaa tulaa bhaas zhaalaa

Shi bai, tulaa nehemi thaTTaa suchte

Mag, tu saarkhi saarkhi kaa Dachakte?

Bhoot asel! Raatrichi veL aahe!

Kaahi naahi sagLaa tuzhyaa manaachaa kheL aahe

Andhaar aahe pudhe, zaau nako thaamb!

Rastyaachyaa kaDene aahet divyaanche khaamb

miNmiNtaa diva gheun yetay bagh koN

hmmm, aalaa kulfi wala, saang kaay ghenaar, kaaDi ki cone?

Ha tula ghaabaravnyaachaa aakhlaa hotaa mi bet

Ha ha ha, zaNu kahi Ramsay picture zhaalaa Oscar la nominate!!!

-Y.