Says Who?!...

The 'utopia' is something that has nudged me into complex circles these days. The utopia, what can I say not about that? Utopia! something that everyone yearns for yet fear to go near. Its always an ever present scenario that we always like others to follow something that we profess that seldom we ourselves dare to venture.

Not a long time ago, I remember a friend from Canada who mentioned that she realized that she was brown only when someone showed signs of remorse via discrimination towards her. The inherent barbaric tendency and ability to discriminate comes so easily for the human species. Wish the often tabloid'ed aliens abduct this genre and keeps them far far away from the rest of us. Sometimes, we can sit, wait and wish for the utopia to emerge or, stand, move and make the change.

'Never hunt something you can't kill' used to be a hunter's golden rule. In a state of wonder I wander in my connecting thoughts of all these disconnects. Ironically the one's who labelled other fellow humans as "untouchables" went so far that no one went close to them that they be touched and made untouchables of the ones who set forth to name others so. Today, who is the untouchable?! The world spins and that is the basic truth. What goes around, comes around and what goes up, comes down and there is always reaction to every action.

Time and tide waits for none and at the end of the day, no man (nor woman) is too great for the soil waiting to devour them whole. The more one gathers, the more one leaves behind... the basic truth yet again. Again, we shall choose to live as if we are immortals; trying to cover up every dying cell and tissue with whatever science tries to provide avoiding and preferring to deny the fact that we are only decaying bodies alive.

There are more people dead than ever, who don't have a single nerve or a spine to stand up for something that is right. Fear! What would they do if they have no fear and do something sans guilt? Probably do the right thing I suppose. No wonder the Earth is composed of everything that is not right these days.

Taking the higher road, like the one I am with says, we shall move on and wait for the others around to grow up.

Bottomline: "One day our descendants will think it incredible that we paid so much attention to things like the amount of melanin in our skin or the shape of our eyes or our gender instead of the unique identities of each of us as complex human beings." Franklin Thomas

“I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character.” Martin Luther King, Jr.

"It is often easier to become outraged by injustice half a world away than by oppression and discrimination half a block from home.” Carl T. Rowan

From A Trip

There is so much I would like to blog about. Just back from a trip to my cousins. So many events and so many personalities and so many dynamics that come with it... so much so that yesterday's Ramzaan party at Sumsudeen's was a good get away. The night, once again with friends at another party... these days I get invited to so many parties and invariably there is so much of sharing. Sort of getting used to the fact that various groups like to party and glad to be part of every other group. Sadder than being invited to these parties were you are obliged to go would be, when you don't get invited to any. So think this is better for me...

Ever wonder what comes in when a group deliberates itself to listen to you thinking that you are meaningful? It sort of puts a need to be reassured with the arms of wisdom around you and wish passively that you are making sense and not dissappointing the audience. At times it makes you feel as though the acceptance of you by the group can surpass their expectations so much so that you can actually touch upon the lightest things in the world and make it sound like a wonder. Needless to say, it is... isn't it not?

By the by, yesterday had its interesting turn of events too. Vulnerability is not my 'inthing' yet I knew I was vulnerable at certain points. Glad that it went as unnoticed as a Freudian slip. By the by, I wrote one of the steamiest, passionate and intense poems yesterday... Have to decide if i may post it... hmmmm! let me think...

Psst! Haven't been able to post anything that I wanted to... just got drifted away...

Bottomline: Life is interesting...

A Circuit Board a.k.a Relationship(s)

Strength, love, compassion, passion and what not that comes with relationships? So much so alongwith... betrayal, distrust, longing and crazed frenzies that beget lust in our search for that eternal relationship chiseled to perfection in a world where nothing remains constant except change.

Everything and everyone for a while… just a while like a fading smile and a twinkle in the eye… everything for a moment. Just a moment for you and I. Rusting, decaying and deliberately rotting and what do you do? Watch! Stand and watch this brutal murder helplessly. Reason why at times it is better to fade away into a world of isolation rather than pass through this ruthless slaughter with vivid memories of the paralyzing past. A circuit board-like we are! One short circuit and the whole system gets busted.

That’s why I always feel as I say that there shall be no fight as long as two can avoid the first.

Is isolation the cure for cramped-up relationships? Are relationships that easy for one to step in and out of? Everyone needs space? What if each other needs this space in turn? Wouldn’t we be obliged to give that right to the one we are with if it were rendered to us too earlier? What if we want company when the other wants the personal space and would it be right of us to ask for company and nudge and nag when we asked for our personal space without any consideration of the other when we wanted it? That is when we all will have our space except everything else we want, wont we?

If getting into a relationship makes us seek our own space and one has to get desperate for that, what is the point of “coming together" in a relationship? We might as well be better off without one and without the one. Relationships are supposed to grate one off the world of loneliness and if relationships itself is the cause for one to feel lonely, whats the point being in one? Worthless I believe…

Bottomline: Nevertheless it moves and people will not miss a chance to prove that they are fools in love. Its alright to be a fool in love yet caution be taken to ensure that one does not get fooled with love.