Wow! This journey can be very tiring and exciting at the same time. And being at the top is not always fun. And may be people are right when they say that its lonely up there: its because people start assuming that the ones at the top are SuperMans! In reality, it is a lot different. We exist at the top because we have worked hard to be there and to do all that the ones at the top are supposed to. We strive hard to be worthy of all the repute that the ones there should deserve. But we are vulnerable to failures too. We are prone to weaknesses: and we are not always strong, we feel weak at our knees too. But the difference that comes being at the top is that we are not expected to ask for support or solace: we are expected to pull through on our own and never grow weak!

talk to me...for i have nobody

be with me, for i look for company

dont go when i dont talk,

i am just trying to figure out if i will ever be able to manage without you.

i live by the clock that needs new batteries;

but i never buy them.

i like to live when the time does not move,

i like to believe that i dont have to rush through.

for every instance that i look around,

for every detail that i ponder over,

i take away a so called moment

from the so called definition of life.

time ticks by or it doesnt,

i atleast know that i am a bit closer to reality;

the one that illusion creates

runs farther with every piece of it.

the dust that i clear

when i revisit my life

chooses not to settle back ever,

because i promise to construct with them

the path that i have begun to tread upon

for life is not a multiple construction story

but the same one,one above the other.

'cause every step that i take pulls me back and every thought that i allow makes me weaker... every day life gives me reason to believe that i am nothing that i was meant to be.

and what i do not realize is that in this illusion of heart n mind, i end up living the illusion of life.

as the second part of the series, i bring to you a few more glimpses of my city...trying to cover a range of aspects of it: from the culture and religious diversity to destitution and colourlessness. primarily an amateur attempt i have tried to make it as versatile as my work allowed. all feedback; compliment, criticism or comments are welcome. by it i hope to improve my work and present better images every time.

the world is but a picturesque dream that we do not ever choose to wake up to...

We watch movies. And we see what the camera intends to show us. Other things remaining stable, it is sometimes the camera that provides the movement. So is the case with the human eye. When I chose to isolate myself from the plethora of activities happening around, from the mundane action that surrounds me each day, there was a mild discovery I made. Ironically, irrespective of their mildness, these discoveries make me feel stronger every time they happen to me.

Getting back to the discovery I was talking about: I used my eyes as the video camera. I saw the panning, tilting, dollying and trollying movements as I strolled across my house. I noticed that the objects around me were stable only till my eyes cooperated, any non cooperation on their part brought about a movement in the world around me. And the secret that hit me was: stability is a state of the human eye, which responds to any stimulus provided by the ‘thoughting’ of the human brain.

Then, must I always complain about the changing surroundings! The environment, thoughts, people, situations: they are often a part of the thoughts that stimulate my mind.

How limited hardships I think I have had when I want to pen it down…and when I look back I think I have had loads. It was only lately when I was thrown into thinking that life had been so good to me. As I started looking back on life I realized I wasn’t that bad! Probably I have treated life too fairly. Life has had quite a few demises. So many that when I looked back on them yesterday I had a tear in my eye. I perceived their complete absence in my life today.
With each lash that I was inflicted with, I seeked an opportunity to learn and move on. I learned that the secret of my life was in moving beyond the unpleasant. Wasn’t that the reason I had almost forgotten the past, and held no bitterness for it on the present date? I learnt to live with the good in life and after taking all that is important from the past I let it rot.
People often commented on how cheerful and full of life I was. I never considered it seriously, after all that was just the way I was! Only when I saw that lack of life in myself did I start thinking of its existence, if there ever was one. And I had to admit…people weren’t wrong. For the first time I considered myself seriously on matters as these. This world supports the survival of the fittest. And if I want to be the one…I need to get the better of myself.


The world around never is the problem…because the problem is always in us!

I knew the secret…I always did, but somehow did not acknowledge it. I knew I was different. I knew things happened the way I thought they would. And I knew I had more in me than others thought. I also knew i I would prove it someday.
I knew I wasn’t the only one knowing it but there weren’t any others I saw disclosing the secret! I realized the power in me, and the powers of my dreams when ever I believed in them. I saw myself working for them. I saw myself living for them.
I thought of my accomplishments so far and realized they brought a lot of hope for the future. They weren’t ordinary…not that they were phenomenal, but they were inspirational. They seemed to be the materialization of my very thoughts.

Its not time that changes. It’s the self that refuses to change. I understood that, when I decided to change with time. Thoughts, memories, past…they happen to create softness in the present, not to prevent the present from being cherishable.
How difficult is it to live IN those memories! Not realizing that we ought to live WITH them. Perception can bring all the change!

I asked time to spare me...and i got left behind.
I asked time to walk with me...and i still got left behind.
and then i finally realised that i had to catch up with time!