34 days to go…….

November 19, 2009 at 9:33 am | In Taking a break | 1 Comment

I do know I haven’t written a real post in a long time. Not that I am going to write one now, just too pre-occupied to do my usual doze of thinking.

No, I am not loaded highly with work, come on, its holiday season here.

No, I haven’t been bitten by a snake, literally or figuratively.

No, I haven’t stopped reading, I am getting my daily doze of things to think about.

No, I haven’t stopped social interaction, I do get my regular dosage of social musings.

So why am I not thinking blogworthy, makes me wonder.  It’s as though someone magically removed blogging from my head, its like go live the exact life you were living, but just don’t think about blogging.

So until the real blogger wakes up, please don’t go away, I promise he will wake up soon.

34 days to go……………..

What would you be

November 16, 2009 at 11:56 pm | In Questions N Answers | 24 Comments

If I were to give you 100$ today to spend, at the end of the day you check your pockets and find 55$ left, would you be happy that you saved 55$ or sad that you spent 45$?.

If  you were careful enough, may be, you could have saved 60 or 65.

If you were stingy, may be you could have saved 80$

If you were a little less careful, you could have saved like 40$

So with 55$ what would you feel?

Rambler gets a new face, a new identity

November 12, 2009 at 10:22 am | In Moi | 8 Comments

I am not sure how many of you have already noticed this, Rambler has got a new face, a new identity.

If you are wondering where and how, just check the pic on comments, does something look odd?.

bingo..

 

oldRamb

was

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

newRamb

has become

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Now you might wonder whats the difference, Rambler was faceless before, and still continues to be faceless.

For starters the “was” was a stolen one from a generous website from the internet, “had become” has been shot by Rambler himself.

The “was” indicated a bunch of identities, and he thought, all of them were in his own hands, He could be what he wanted to be, the way he want himself to be.

The “was” also indicated a clear demarcation of various identities, and how each aspect of Rambler was so clearly etched out from the other.

The “was” stood for moods which made Rambler take up different masks, and just fit into them as though he had been like that forever.

Time does bring in change,

The clear demarcations have merged into one single blob, it’s no longer a bunch of identities, but rather one single big blur of characteristics. Moods are there but more of a bundle of colors running wild. Rambler has also realized it’s not in his hand, and the being in control was an illusion.

When you look at the “has become” and concentrate, you can see the clear etches, however few seconds more of focused staring puts you back into a state of blur.

So ladies and gentlemen, presenting the new Rambler.

Lazy wanderings

November 9, 2009 at 12:11 pm | In Taking a break | 8 Comments

I think, over time, some of us become the brands we admire, like in my case ‘lazy boy’.

Since I have been lazy and not really writing my travelogues [Even though I love to write the], just being lazy, I decided to post few pics from my wanderings.

Standing at the peer, with my buddies, and a drink, I thought may be it was the drink which put in an orange filter to my views, turns out my camera was drunk too.

Sunset at Key West

Sunset at Key West

What if there was a painting competition, and the winning paintings were chosen to be made into a real life landscape on earth. I think this place could have been one of them

South beach, Florida

White sands from South beach, Florida

One fine Saturday morning, we decided to walk into a cavern full of natural wonders, and here is what we found

Natural  Bridge Caverns, SA, TX

A sneal peak into the natural bridge caverns, SA, TX

So what does a tired guy after the cave walk do?, chose to do the river walk.

Steps across the river walk, SA, TX

Steps across the river walk, SA, TX

Then we chose to drive across a stream up in Oklahoma, which had a hint of colors, more like a preview of the real thing

Drive across the stream, Turner Falls, OK

Drive across the stream, Turner Falls, OK

Then we hit upon the Turner Falls, the actual cascade of white water

Natural pool beneath the Turner Falls, OK

Natural pool beneath the Turner Falls, OK

Back with a question

November 6, 2009 at 12:25 pm | In Questions N Answers | 11 Comments

Have you ever felt that, you are living a life of what you want to be, rather than who you are?.

I need an App

November 1, 2009 at 1:07 pm | In "Theory of pursuit", Moi, Personal, Thoughts, thoughts to think | 5 Comments

Have you ever wondered where we get to make the easiest of the choices?, a single word “wardrobe” comes to my mind, of course some of my choosy friends might disagree with me, but then I am sure no one would argue with the amount of choices our wardrobe has to offer, at least in pure numbers it has to be the single biggest place for our choices. Have you ever wondered what if, we had a wardrobe of emotions to choose from, you wake up in the morning and go into your closet, and choose, ah there it is, this is the emotion I am gonna feel today. Wouldnt it be wonderful?.

I think its been a week now, since this thought came into my head, or rather should I say ‘our’ head, it was one of those short chats with a blogger friend, where we both at a point just fell for the idea of a wardrobe of emotions. If not her, I am sure I did.

I wish I could go to apple store, and they would say “We have an app for that”, wouldn’t that be amazing?.

I find people dancing in a wedding very funny, or rather embarrassing, I always wonder why do they embarrass themselves in public?, why would one want to dance on streets, I never saw the point.  When people hug and kiss at airports, or for that matter when people cry when someone is going away, I used to feel why do people need to be dramatic, isn’t this a little too much?.

If you ever thought human emotions are very complex, and many a times its difficult to even emote our real emotions, let me tell you I couldn’t have agreed with you more. But just that, guys, we are so much wrong. Human emotions are very simple, and we make it complex by not accepting them, or by trying to deny our urge to emote. For example a dancing in a wedding, is such a simple emotion of living one’s happiness. If someone [read me, or people like me] wants to just not act upon their emotions and just try to feel it half heartedly, then yep there you go, we successfully complicated such a simple emotion like happiness.

I have written over years about my issues with physical touch, I mean hugs are a big no to me, one can visibly see me embarrassed, in fact I am so much embarrassed that I would feel awkward if someone sent me a virtual hug, have many times wondered why. I always reasoned that hug is a very intimate way of expressing emotion, and  I have had issues with intimacy. But guess what, its all bull shit. I had a junk yard, for a mind, and had too much in there to realize its just a simple way to emote the bonding.

Why do we do this?, why do we get embarrassed to emote, why are men  embarrassed to cry, why do we think twice before hugging a friend be it the same or opposite sex, why do we think a hundred time before telling someone we missed you, why do we just don’t pick up a phone and tell a friend we need to talk more often, why are we afraid of taking our parents for an evening walk, why do you shy away when your grandmother wants to break a piece from her share of a sweet?.

I guess here’s the app I was looking for. It’s more than the wardrobe, its our hesitation to carry off, or flaunt what we have, which makes us hide things in our closet deep enough to make it not visible. We have to search for it because we have hidden it behind all our pseudo beliefs and restrictions.

So what say guys, anybody wants to try this with me?.

After a long time a new 21 day rule,

Wearing emotions.

Just blabbering

October 28, 2009 at 10:07 am | In Taking a break, Thoughts | 14 Comments

I miss blogging, but I am in no mood to write..

Have you ever felt this?.

anyhow..

For people who do not believe in enlightenment..and have thought of “bodhi vruksha” moment as more of an elongated process than a sole second affair [In other words people like me], just think another time guys. Over last couple of weeks, I am getting jolts of reality doses about myself, and am ending up making some really good mental decisions, easing out all the unwanted worries from brain. Yep guys, its that time of the year, yet another attempt at detachment in full swing

In short, I am kicking some serious worry ass on the way to some chilled out bliss.

Nope, I am not drinking too much ;)

So for people who have wondered where the heck is rambler, [the count of which is 0 including the real me], here’s a been there dont that list from last few days

Places where I got to dine and poop
Miami, Fl
Key west, Fl
Fort Lauderdale, Fl
Nautural Bridge Caverns, TX
San Antonio, TX

Pages I got to skip
Hardcore Zen:Punk Rock, Monster movies and the truth about reality – Brad Warner
Hypnotizing Maria – Richard Bach
The shadow of the Wind Carlos Ruiz Zafon
A thousand splendid suns – Khaled Hosseini

A few first shots I got to take
A reality check on stalactites and stalagmites
A party vacation
First humiliation of having to dance in public [Did not realize I alcohol could give me such a high, and make me take insane decisions]
“The Grind”

Work in progress

October 19, 2009 at 12:02 pm | In Moi, Personal, Thoughts, thoughts to think, thème | 8 Comments

I have been a real bad blogger off late, not because I haven’t been reading my reader, not because I have not been writing my thoughts, not because I hardly chat with people from blog world who have become such good friends over time, it’s because I didnt even miss blogging, I did not miss not having a forum to express my thoughts, I didnt even felt the want to write them.

I don’t know if it’s a phase, or I just walked out of one. I just dont know.

I am just back from a vacation, where I had loads of fun, tons of firsts, and even more fun. I am trying to motivate myself enough to write my travelogue [Something I used to love doing]. Anyways more on this later.

The other day I was reading something and this thought of  “What I could have been” came to me. I know what I am right, what If I had been something else, well I kind of day dreamt the different things I could be doing, it was very interesting to look closely at how I see an alternate me.

I could have been a someone struggling to break even in business if my dad and mom had chosen to stay back in Gujrat. Well I really cannot imagine myself doing business, as I am not cut out for that, well you never know. Realstically I picture of Anupum Kher from Ram Lakhan comes to my mind. May be a balder and a fatter version though.

I could have just made that small extra push in highschool, which would mean someone leaving in Rochester would be living in Bangalore instead, and I would have many more memories to cherish upon, and not just a single page from a notebook.

I could have been swimming instead of walking in knee deep water, if I knew how to pick my battles with my mom, and fight for the right stuff. Instead of a new ‘hero’ pen, I could have fought for a month of swimming lessons.

I could have walked around the pangong lake with some good friends, if I had not considered the money it costed, and use parents as an excuse from the vacation. I would not have this repent that I missed out on a great trip.

I could have been this middle aged married guy, in suburbs of california, if I had chosen to go ahead with my masters. I have so many real and fake reasons for this, I cant even begin listing them. I could have been the typical desi NRI visiting home once in two years, traveling once in a while within the US. Ah who am I kidding, I dont think I would ever like this country, or would I.

I could still continue to be the prejudiced, MCP which I once was. I could have continued to be a sexist, racist, and religiously biased person and continue to be proud about my fake ideals. I could have continued to close my eyes to real world, or not even try to open up to reality. This makes me wonder, have I really moved on?.

I could have been the couch potato which I was almost destined to become, if I had not found the wonderful world of books, courtesy S.  I needed a balance, I still do, and there are many people who brought some of it in my life.

All this makes me realize how much I have fought with myself to be who I want to be, some were easy and for most part were difficult. But most of them are work in progress.

Of hatred and fatherhood

October 8, 2009 at 8:52 am | In Thoughts, thoughts to think | 8 Comments

“You can hate a person..but never the father in him!”……my thoughts on speaking to a brand new, and first time father

Just an other question.. or is it?

October 4, 2009 at 8:57 pm | In "Theory of pursuit", Kindred, Relationships | 5 Comments

Its been 12 days and still I haven’t got a good word out of me, not that I am running low on thoughts, just haven’t been writing. I keep telling people who ask me about my absence from the blog world that I am busy, which I actually am, lots and lots of work, but when I can make some time to read not one but two books in a fortnight, watch two movies over the weekend, hit the state fair, why is it that I am not writing. The question still puzzles me a bit, why I am not writing.

I guess one way to deal with it, is to just forget about it and spit whats on your mind.

Well this is not something which is on my mind right now. This is more of something which will be on my mind for quite sometime from now. It all began with one wise lady making a statement. Here I quote her “There is a thin line between wanting to know everything and caring“.

I have been thinking about it for a while now, how many times have I crossed that line, how many times have I asked too much, how many times have I intruded someone in the name of caring, how many times have I told myself that wasn’t intrusion but just that I am a little more passionate.

It’s tough to answer these questions isn’t it, because if we were to know it was intrusion may be we wouldn’t have gone ahead with it, if we knew this question takes us past the line we wouldn’t ask it.

Here comes the tricky part, when you see your line is being crossed, and your loved one is crossing the line, and he/she doesnt even know about it, would you let the person cross the line?, or just be a little stern and let them know about it.

I know the obvious answer, does seem to be, to let them know about it. It’s always good to be honest in a relationship, but then we have to take one thing into consideration here, you might be hurting the other person. Nah I dont believe that the people should be strong enough to take the truth, the truth is that no man/woman really want to know the truth, not when it is bitter, not in all its bitterness. I guess most of us like our truth to be given to us with a little sugar coating, in right dosages and in sort of a way which would boot start us in the right direction. If it weren’t for the sugar-coated pills, so many of us would have preferred to die a horrible death, then take the bitter medicine.

Coming back to the topic of intrusion, I am one of those who hates being questioned. I have always hated when my mom’s questions, and never answered her with a straight face, but then when it comes to asking them, am worse than my mom. I can be really inquisitive. The statement the lady made really made me wonder how many times I have come across as being intrusive.

One just doesn’t see under their own nose, do they?.

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