Give me some sunshine give me some rain....I wanna grow up once again. Grow up once again..who does't want to go back in their past and start all over again..I guess if the genie were to actually come out of a magic lamp then instead of being alive for ever, it would be much better to ask for a start once again.
Start once again..sounds great..but what would you do differently if you were to start again. Look out for the mistakes that you know you have committed..career choices, love blunders, crime, wrong path..the list can be endless for the billion people inhabiting this planet.
What is it that would make this starting over business absolutely worthwile? Is it going to be only about rectifyig mistakes or would you would want to lead another life altogether. Assuming that it has to be the same life, then what would you do?
Rectify mistakes in the same course of life or steer life in a manner this time that the feeling of contentment overtakes as you bid good bye. There is a golden message in the bitter fact of life and death cycle..and that is that there are no real second chances in life. It is a single shot in which you not only have to understand that what is it you want in life but also live the entire lifetime achieving it.
Look around..millions and millions in a race to just lead a livelihood..materialistic trivial pursuits that have no end. The entire process seems to be a mega marketing cycle that has got everyone involved in itself to an extent that barring a few, all of us are blinded in thinking that this is why we are living.
Thursday, April 8, 2010
Friday, April 2, 2010
Return to innocence
Enigma's Return to innnocence is actually pretty much return to innocence for me. Listening to this song late late into night sitting on the iron footsteps of Soumik's house talking about crazy stuff..mostly girls.
106.2 AIR FM was the companion till early hours of morning. Beautiful numbers used to be played from this radio station then and I guess even now, basis what I heard briefly during my last visit to India. Anyways, Enigma,GnR and many more led us through so many nights that we spent in CR Park. Giving crank calls at 1 A.M to random numbers was a must..thats what infatuation with a new landline connection can do to you.
The nights were even more special during the much awaited Durga Puja festivities. What uttery blissful days those were. Getting hold of a bike was such a major achievment. Dressed to kill..or so you would think, trying every bit to be a bengali, a part of the crowd that was so high on adrenalin during the Puja nights.
Not that anything significant was ever accomplished by us even during those puja days, the excitement alone I guess was worth the entire effort. The return trip home on 864 used to be so depressing.
I guess this is what innocence is all about. Wish there could be a real life return to innocence
106.2 AIR FM was the companion till early hours of morning. Beautiful numbers used to be played from this radio station then and I guess even now, basis what I heard briefly during my last visit to India. Anyways, Enigma,GnR and many more led us through so many nights that we spent in CR Park. Giving crank calls at 1 A.M to random numbers was a must..thats what infatuation with a new landline connection can do to you.
The nights were even more special during the much awaited Durga Puja festivities. What uttery blissful days those were. Getting hold of a bike was such a major achievment. Dressed to kill..or so you would think, trying every bit to be a bengali, a part of the crowd that was so high on adrenalin during the Puja nights.
Not that anything significant was ever accomplished by us even during those puja days, the excitement alone I guess was worth the entire effort. The return trip home on 864 used to be so depressing.
I guess this is what innocence is all about. Wish there could be a real life return to innocence
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