Showing posts with label change. Show all posts
Showing posts with label change. Show all posts

Saturday, October 1, 2011

Love thy life.

So on a random webpage today, I saw an ad that had a video and it said 'Hover for audio'. And I did. And this may sound juvenile but I was struck by it's awesome-ness. Now I'm hardly what you'd call a tech-freak. And to be honest I have neither ability nor interest in all of that. But the idea of moving your mouse pointer to a specific place to activate audio is so, SO cool. And I'm not sure how hard that is to do, but it still seems quite fantastic. 

That got me to think about how our lifestyle is full of these amazing things that we don't necessarily appreciate.Now I don't want to start on the whole be-thankful-for-all-that-you-have and the world-is-such-a-beautiful-place sermon, but it's kinda sad that we humans get accustomed to things so very easily. At one point of time motion sensor games had me awe-struck: now I'm just like, haan, khud se move hoti hai, what so great types. And well, as much as I don't want to use this phrase, we take it for granted. I'd love to be able to feel the initial excitement that I did when such stuff just started. I mean even  the fact that I didn't have to use inkpots and fill my fountain pen everyday because ink cartridges became available used to make me happy. 

So I think we should - when we're bored, at least - look at the everyday things we use and observe how it's made our lives so much more convenient. Like typing here instead of writing a journal, which is such a pain. And ctrl+F, which I hope can somehow be incorporated in every place I go to, like my room, my drawers, a tiny store in a maze of shops, and even real books. 


So let me go think about the many uses of plastic now.

Saturday, June 4, 2011

Give me joy in my heart, keep me loving, loving, loving

So tomorrow I have my political science presentation.
So tomorrow I have to get my term paper printed.

Remember we used to sing/recite these really corny songs when we were in junior school? I just remembered one that ended with 'Thank you God for everything'. I still remember how we, as little children, with cute voices used to say those lines in the same tune, in the most bored, yet eager to please tone, the same things every day in assembly. I hardly had assemblies in middle and senior school. But I miss singing the national song and 'We shall overcome, someday' - the angrezi version of Hum honge kamyaab. Oh, and marching class, which we all used to crib so much about. It feels so weird to think of those things now; they seem aeons away, like a different life. Perhaps it was a different life.

When people say things like I miss being a kid, and I want to be like that again; naive and trusting etc., I can't quite agree with them. I mean, you're smarter now, and you're allowed to do more things (lol), then why would one complain? We lose our sense of carelessness, they say. Accepted. But about the rest, it's just that we become more insecure of ourselves. That is the only change that really makes us different from how we were when we were kids. From insecurity come jealousy, envy, competitiveness, cautiousness (so you don't lose your position of superiority) and other 'adult' issues. We probably think we have to prove ourselves and our worth to others, but I fear that it's mostly ourselves we want to convince.

Just believe more in yourself, and don't always quantify everything, and you'll be cool.

Try karo.

P.S. Nadal beat Murray, yayy!

Saturday, February 12, 2011

Tat tvam asi - Thou art that

I watched this dance programme on TV today, Dance India Dance Doubles, it's such a wannabe name, na, but the show was pretty okay. Point being, however, that Mithun Chakraborty said a really cool couple of lines:

Khud ko jala de itna
Andhere mein rakha kya hai?
Tu hase, toh duniya hase
Akele muskurane mein rakha kya hai?
Banna hai toh suraj ban
Koi aur sitara banne mein rakha kya hai?


The last two lines are the best, it's like this one line I read in a story a very long time back, anything worth doing is worth doing well. I've always had that feeling about things, if you can't do it well, and justify the 'doing', and the effort you put in, what's the point, then you aren't justifying anything at all .. Most people tend to criticise that sort of view, saying it's subversive to trying anything new, because well, since you're new you can't do it well, but my point is, then you work harder and make sure you do it well, also, there is a concept of beginners' luck. :P

The weather right now is just gorgeous; this is spring time, but vestiges of winter remain, and the confusion in the sky over what to be is apparent, and that makes it beautiful, I've seen celestial shades of oranges and blues in just one day. I wish it could be like this forever, but then, maybe I wouldn't think about it this way. 

Sunday, May 16, 2010

Chhoti si Aasha

I want to be a biker
and travel wide all alone

I want to feel the rush of air
On my face
and feel my hair flying

I want to learn to play the cello
Wear that dress and play on stage.

I want to see people standing in ovation
I want to be deafened by their applause.

I want to read my name on book-covers
I want to read fabulous reviews on the back

I want to be quoted by them, I want to be heard.

I want to influence. I want to inspire.
I want to affect, I want to move.

Move hearts, move feelings
Move people, move nature

I want to change, yes I want to change
I want to change this very world. I want to transform every cloud every leaf every speck.

I want I want I want.