Knowing Me...

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If I say I'm just a teenager leading a life as normal as it can get, I sort of defy what I stand for. Its not all that easy but it has its moments. I like those moments when they come along and they bring with them a significant amount of emotion, which I only began expressing in words at age 7. Since then, its all about the writing. It gets to certain people and some just don't get it! But I think that its important for me to write because that is maybe the only talent that exists in me [not denying the presence of good enough speech to win a few here and there =P] There is little I know and there is much I simply yap about but I make sure that if its really got to be said, it better be said, however in the wrong or right. I feel much. There are lot of things I plainly observe and those are sort of the things that I adore writing about. I'm inspired by minute details and small things that have a huge impact much later on. There is much more to me that most know and many have bothered not about. Not like I want them to. But I'd like to be known. And that's what I think I stand for, being known beyond what is known. =D

Wednesday, July 24, 2013

Connect The Dots

I sometimes wonder, why is it that, after a point in time, we become so used to being detached from things, and people?

As kids, we know that we're connected to everyone around it. It's supposed to be like one big, happy family.

These values seem to get diluted as we learn about the Self, individuality, one being, one entity, independence.This learning comes with age. And though we learn 3-word phrases like "Keep in touch", we also learn "I, Me, Myself" on the other end.

Somehow, the idea of one person being a whole seems to make more sense as we go along. Do we really learn how to attach ourselves so that we know detachment when it stares us in the face?

A part of this may lie in the idea of not being wholly dependent on a being as we become more able thanks to our learning. As we grow into functional beings, we learn to substitute human assistance with personal mechanisms.

At the same time, as we grow older, we have a need to 'stay rooted', get back in touch, cherish bonds - whatever is left of them anyway - and build stronger relationships. It has become easier with social networking and telephonic conversation and even the old fashioned letters in the mix. But if we've started simplifying these social interaction tools, why complicate our childhood learning of togetherness and oneness with adult concepts of detachment and individuality?

I don't essentially mean that we all need to forever remain glued to one another. I won't even begin to hint at a possibility of devaluing the Self. We've come too far trying to give the Self the precedence it has today - it would be a sin to let it all go to waste. What I do mean is this - instead of devaluing the Self, what if we started to give the surroundings a little bit of a boost in terms of importance? Lets face it - we're never going to be able to live alone, work alone, or even exist alone, for that matter. I think we should take whatever little networking we use on a daily basis and channelise that into making more wholesome lives with more love to go around. More the merrier, right?

I've lived in places where everyone gets one another and share their lives when they're together, no matter how much time they spend apart otherwise. I've also lived in places where it becomes so important to hold your own that holding onto what keeps you warm inside is a sign of weakness, or in some extreme cases - not an option. I've never known people to be anything other than connected. If we have a life force that build us, we should be able to trust it to sustain us.

This may seem too cryptic, convoluted, and vague, even. It probably even is, in all honesty. At the end of the day, this is me just spilling my brain onto the computer screen [okay, maybe not that graphically, but you get the idea]. But when you think over it in your own words, your own language and on your own time, you may just see the sense in it.

Or if you're just too lazy right now, let Gotye help you:

"Your heart's a messYou won't admit to itIt makes no senseBut I'm desperate to connectAnd you, you can't live like this"

Right Round

Life has a way of coming back full circle.

One minute you're sitting someplace new, forging bonds over a cup of coffee, with the hope that they'll last a lifetime [at least], and the next minute you find yourself in the same place, which has now become more familiar to you than the bonds you were trying to form and hold on to.

The chair opposite you is empty, but somehow, you're not. There is a promise in the air, not like there was the last time, but a promise that you'll find a new side to yourself, turn over a new leaf, and start afresh - just like you did in that first minute. Cool, eh?

You know what keeps the circle going? Transition.

Everything moves, changes form, changes in definition and finds a different meaning to add to your life. But just because everything you know is largely transient, that doesn't mean you have to learn that everything goes away eventually. It only means that the things worth holding on to are the things that find their way back to you in the end - whatever the form.

Everything that is largely transient DOES come back into your life - full circle.