Sides.

As i look below, i see the lights glistening, there is hustle bustle on the road but i am confined in this meeting room which right now only holds me into it. there is hope in my mind that still there is joy at the other side, the other side seems far though but looks very bright & fulfilling, i dont know

Because we are Men!

1. Why are men such jerks? It's a testosterone thing. Much similar to your PMS thing, we men suffer from testosterone poisoning. Why do you think the average life span of a male is typically 10 years shorter (and it's not just from all the bitching and nagging we have to endure)? Hormone modifies behavior. We're just misunderstood.

2. Why do men always have to ogle at other women? Again, this is a testosterone thing. Do you honestly think that all the testosterone just fell out of our bodies the moment we met you? Besides, women do it as well. Women are just much better at not getting caught. I'm fairly certain it's some sort of photographic memory deal. Women take one quick look and memorize it for later reference. Since men lack this ability, we try to burn it into our memory by staring as much as we can.

Alone in the woods!

I came across this beautiful writing -
The question was raised: "If a man alone in the woods speaks, and his wife cannot hear him, is he still wrong?"
I have considered this question in light of the principles of Modern Physics and offer my thesis, dedicated to my wife, who anchors me in reality.
In the year 1900 Max Planck discovered that the energy of light is quantified. In 1905 Albert Einstein used Planck's Constant to write the theory of the Photoelectric Effect, that light behaves as a particle when it comes to energy transfer. Louis de Broglie proposed that particles can have a wave nature and this fact was later verified.

The pursuit!

The life we lead right now,some how, i feel is only a rendition of the past, just with more neon signs and well lit roads at night. And long distances made shorter and the short negligible distances mad so large b/w the people.
The pursuit is simple yet complex, orderly yet de-arranged, as evry1ne is out there tryng to prove smthng to the world or more probably only to himself.
This life is to be pursued bt observing the homo-sapien population now, it can be written even the other way around. Yet every1ne is claiming to pursue, to win, to go ahead without even knowng whats the pursuit all about, what is the pursuit anyways all about? Tryng to conquer the world, that is a sinch for "now-people" as somehow, everybody is tryng to conquer the world and somehow, i mean, somehow, they all believe that many have conquered it, no one knows the constraints of this victory but everybody is pursuing, fighting out there just to conquer the world, "just" to conquer the world.

Phenomena!

Love, is capitalized and characterized by its unavailability, it's unreachability, by longing, when I'm blinded and reaching far. It only disappoints without failure, conversely while failing itself. It is because of this that I too, want to be unreachable, distant. It is the only way I will, by transitive properties, become love itself. prove through stories of paradox that love, suitably qualified, does and does not exist.

This worldly over-distancing, this brazen compartmentalization, will turn my heart into stone. The simplicity and complexity of Socratic education proves everything is relative, constructed, and even the aesthetics are purely a manifestation of something that fills this "void"; and thus, we are members of this purgatorial destitute.

I want all the knowledge in the world. I never want a person to make me wonder again, no more disappointments, heartbreaks, despair. None of it has been worth it!

Success-A perplexed phenomena.

Hi ,,i want to ask you something.. r u successful??

Don't even try to dwell on this question or else u ll waste many days jus thinking abt dis and den realising gng nowhere, jus like it happened to me..!!
Is success the amount of satisfaction we have or the amount of dissatisfaction that remains yet to be conquered, the successful is often said to be happy.. so is it happyness, wt measures ur success.!
Human tendency also have it in it to be dissatisfied as soon as the next 1ne is more "successful".
The next 1ne could be anyone,, ur neighbour,, ur team mate,, ur colleague,, ur cousin of whom u dnt even the last name but still as soon as they go beyond wt they shud have acc to you,, u become unsuccessful.. ryt?

A hypocritic life

When was the last time u remember doing something gud, for ne1ne or i shud rather say for yourself.
For anyone the ans could be a long thought but for yourself, the ans would be everything.Now we only do wt is gud 4 us and not 4 welfare or nethng that cud be a social obligation. Cuz in the name of fast our lives have becum meaningless(I knw u disagree), we can actually surpass nethng by jus sayng that i dnt have time.
i guess that all these gadgets and computers have made our work fast, what wud have taken us days can be done in a jiffy now. we take less tym to do everything but i jus want to ask that where has the rest of the time gone..???

Hazaaron Khwaishein Aisi Ki Har Khwaish Pe Dam Nikle

हजारों ख्वाहिशें ऐसी कि हर ख्वाहिश पे दम निकले
बहुत निकले मेरे अरमाँ, लेकिन फिर भी कम निकले

डरे क्यों मेरा कातिल क्या रहेगा उसकी गर्दन पर
वो खून जो चश्म-ऐ-तर से उम्र भर यूं दम-ब-दम निकले

निकलना खुल्द से आदम का सुनते आये हैं लेकिन
बहुत बे-आबरू होकर तेरे कूचे से हम निकले

भ्रम खुल जाये जालीम तेरे कामत कि दराजी का
अगर इस तुर्रा-ए-पुरपेच-ओ-खम का पेच-ओ-खम निकले

Have we lost our souls????

I am reading about the notion of Soul loss a book on Shamanism and Jung by C. Michael Smith. It has me thinking that the angst I see that so many people I work with and what I see unfolding in our society is about this concept of soul loss. This term would have been used to refer to a person who was depressed or possessed by some kind of illness. In our time it is well suited to describe the malaise we feel that underlies our addictions and feeling of lacking in purpose…emptiness. One of the ideas behind soul loss is that it causes us to feel like we have lost our vital energy. Do you feel excited and motivated about your life? Are you rearing to get up each morning and live your life with that kind of spirit or are you numbed out and tired of the same old same old. One of the ways we get back our soul is by trying to find a way to bring back what is sacred.

The CAPRICORN Woman

There's no such think as a typical Capricorn female. She can be a museum curator who wears granny glasses for real, or she can be a dancer who wears a glittering G-string for fun. You'll see her crisply running a suburban P.T.A., frying hamburgers in a coffee shop, or organizing the biggest Charity Ball in the city.

A Capricorn woman may decorate the society columns, smile demurely behind a political candidate husband or pour mysterious liquids in­to test tubes. But whatever she's doing and whatever she's wearing, Saturn will rule her actions and her secret aims.

She can be ultra-feminine, flirtatious and charming enough to make a man feel like a giant grizzly bear who can protect her from the cold, cruel world. Or she can be icy, quiet and aloof, sitting securely on her marble pedestal and challenging you to be clever enough to win her superior hand. Whichever personality she projects, underneath her womanly wiles or her practical, sensible manner, she has the same goal-a steely determination to snag the right man, who can become important, make her proud and be a good father to her children.

The CAPRICORN Man

"Don't keep him waiting, child! Why, his time is worth a thousand pounds a minute! And don't twiddle your fingers all the time ... Better say nothing at all. Language is worth a thousand pounds a word!"

He has a self-made brick wall around him. He's shy, but he's strong and tough. He's pleasant, but he's fiercely ambitious. Like the legendary, silent, earthy cowboy, the Capricorn man seems to prefer to be alone. He doesn't. Not really.

Secretly, Capricorn yearns for adulation. He'd love to thrill the crowd on a flying trapeze. In his private dreams, the goat is an incurable romantic, but Saturn chains his nature. The stern planet of discipline demands of him calm behavior, practical actions and serious intent. This is his cross, and it's often a heavy one to bear. Sometimes he'll cover his frustration with a brusque manner-and sometimes he'll startle you with unexpected and incon­gruous humor, although it will always be the ironic tongue-in-cheek variety. But that's often the funniest kind, and Capricoms can be quite a gas when they're wry and dry and juggling the jokes.

Turn a steady, dependable Capricorn male inside out, and you'll find a merry, gentle dreamer who longs for the free wind to blow through his hair and finds the sweet fragrance of compliments intoxicating-who hungers

How to Recognize CAPRICORN

 It's anything but a breeze to grasp the Capricorn char­acter. You'll learn to recognize this Sun sign, but you'll need some preliminary practice. Study the quiet spider in the comer. He hasn't a chance against the fast-flying insects. But they get caught in his cleverly spun web-and the spider wins. Remember Aesop's slow tortoise, humorously crawling in that race. He hasn't a chance against the quick, bright hare. But the flighty hare goes in all directions, for­getting the goal-the tortoise wins. Observe the goat, as he scales the mountainside. He hasn't a chance against the strategy of the smarter humans who pursue him. But the hunters fall behind as the sturdy goat climbs determinedly from crag to crag on his uniquely designed hooves-and the goat wins.

Now study a Capricorn. Where will you find him? Just about anywhere he can advance or improve himself. Any­where he can get ahead and further his secret ambitions. Try a social gathering. The Capricorn is not a carefree party type, but the goat we're studying is a social climber as well as a mountain climber. Pick a mixed group, prefer­ably in the upper income level. You can also try the middle income level, but the lower you go beneath that, the smaller your chances of finding a Capricorn. He probably won't be wearing a lamp shade on his head, tap dancing or calling attention to himself in any way; he'll be the admiring spec­tator in the background. You may not even notice him at first as he quietly and calmly watches all the flashy, pushy, charming,