Everything under the sun

We all have a lot to say. I do too. Life everyday throws up so many issues and surprises that it is hard to keep up. So it is all about grabbing a few moments and making it last. Sharing such moments is the only way of making them special. So here is a platform to talk your mind on issues that touch us everday. Lets keep it simple but alive. A spot under the sun!

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An Autumn leaf describes me best. Mellowed with passing years. Experienced life in its many shades and hues. Always appreciated human values and strong character. A staunch believer in human bonds and relationships. Marvel at life always coming up with the unexpected. Imagine myself drifting like a leaf through life, stopping at places only to see or learn and then move along to another experience. Drifting, allowing life to take me along its course. Love humour and smiling faces. Try to learn from experiences and people. On a more "everyday" plane, I am a good administrator, maybe a trifle over concerned with things! Have a simple moto : Life is to be lived and change is the only constant factor.

Wednesday, November 30, 2005

Careless Thoughts With A Question Mark Attached

It is the turn of the “why” to come under the scanner. All the “whys” of yours and mine need to go through this. An exercise not to demean them but to take a close look at the behavioral angle attached to it. Why, a three letter neat word that can sometimes have the depth of an ocean. Have you read the unsaid why in the eyes of the tsunami victims or in the eyes of the shocked child whose parents were brutally mowed down by a speeding car? The hesitant why written all over the face of a student being called to the Principal’s office or the desperate why as a child looks up at the gloomy sky on the day of his football match, are interesting shades to notice.

Why is it that my tone changes every time you approach me for some help? Why do I expect a smile from you even though I hurt you? Why the one who gives is glorified than the one who receives? Why do life always throw its surprises when we least expect it? Why does it rain the day we have forgotten to bring our umbrellas along? Why is the boss always right? Why does the spouse taste sour after a few years in the sun? Why does every debate have to end with a win or a defeat? Why is there an enemy for every friend we have? Why do we feel delighted seeing a rainbow across the sky? Why does the grass look greener on the other side of the fence? Why do young hearts race seeing the one they love? Why do eyes that once shone go grey with age? Why do we forget to say thank you or even a sorry? Why does why always end with a question mark?

The list can turn as big as a bale of hay lying rolled up on the fields. Why not? Why is that part of our mind that seeks, that make us think. Most quests have begun with this three letter word. Observation also leads to the door of the why. Young and old minds alike knock on the knob of why as they ponder over ways and rules. You and I have so many whys to cope with in a given day.

A shrug, a cold stare, a warm smile or a wink could be in reply to a why. Heated words, sleeves being rolled up, a boom, a bang could be all because of a small why. A walk, a leap, a decision, a nod could be for a why. A gasp, an exclamation, a loss could all be hidden in a why. Infidelity, loyalty, arrogance, superiority, greatness can all be rolled into a single why. Awaiting a birthday or an anniversary or a hero’s return, waiting for a letter, an email could be the reply, to a why do good things take time to show up. Drenched in one’s Sunday best attire or a sneaky glance at the gorgeous beauty passing by is also a why.

What if there were no whys? Would there be answers then for most questions would disappear. Would I still expect you to smile even after I have been rude to you? Would the receiver always bow to the giver? The world would remain just the same. Love, anger, delight would still flow. Then why banish why? After all it is just a three worded chip that holds the explanations to so many of our thoughts and behaviors.

One last why from me here to you, why is your glass half full while mine is half empty?

1 Comments:

Blogger Suhel Banerjee said...

WHY don't you provide articles to newspapers and magazines? WHY can't we all write about such simple things, in such simple language and yet make such an impression? WHY am I still in the darkness about my prize for being the 50th reader of this blog? WHY will I go on following the blog even if I don't get the promised prize? WHY?

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