Apr 16, 2010

More....

Thought i would write some more,had to pick something to write about, so i think i will write about "sport". I have been following Arsenal all season, i have followed them for years, but this season i managed to watch all the games, another year without a trophy, 5 years now,,,, i wonder when the drought will end.
Coming back to sports, i was thinking,a majority of us who follow sports be it football, hockey,baseball,basketball, cricket,,,, anything for that matter, hey even golf, have an attachment, i think we watch any kind of sport, support our team because in our dreary life with frustration all around watching a sport, watching our team win is a way of letting go, its a collective achievement, we make ourelves believe we have achieved something when our team wins, no wonder sports fans are crazy,its our escape which is why when our team loses it is like the end of the world but the crazy thing is, there is always hope,there is always next year and this is where sport wins, hey arsenal might finish 3rd this year maybe 2nd but then there is hope for next year and thats what keeps me going and i am sure many more like me,

A year, again?

I had completely forgotten that i "used" to blog, it seems every time a year or so passes i remember and i write a few lines, interesting phenomenon, don't u think?
I have been meaning to write something for a while now but never got around to it, well the irony is that i say that every time i blog after a year. We live in an interesting world, we have routine we stick to every day, day after day, any change unsettles us, throws our world into a tizzy, lately i have been wondering why? why do we not like change? we all get used to it in time and then the change becomes part of the routine, but it takes us a while to accept the change, i could never understand that, but then again there is so much i do not understand,,,,

Mar 27, 2009

Again!

This is my second post for this month:-), i am on fire!!!!!:-)
But i am listening to good music finally, after such a long time and felt the need to write, so here i am jotting down my thoughts:-)
People: That's my topic for today
There are very few people in this world maybe a couple that i am personally acquainted with that are simple and straightforward. Most of us are complicated creatures, we are caught in a vicious emotional cycle which never seems to end.I would categorise people into three groups:
1. The simple and the straightforward(very few of these)
2. The emotional and stupid(most of us fall into this category)
3. The emotional but very calculated!
This is not to say that the simple and straightforward people are not emotional, they are but like they are so are their emotions, very straightforward!. They make the best life-partners, friends and parents.
For the emotional and stupid people life is like a roller-coaster everyday, there are new ups and downs each day, there is no stability in life. They are impulsive and act according to what the heart tells them to do! How stupid is that!!!!!, i shud know:-(. Again this is not say that they do not make good life-partners, parents or friends, they certainly do but there is drama each day!
The Emotional and calculated people live only for themselves, what happens to others is not their concern, they are emotional but only when it involves them and they are very calculated in their emotions.This could be a defense mechanism for not getting hurt unlike the other two, but what they do not realise is that in the process of guarding their own emotional well being they hurt others!!!!
Anyway, i don't even know if any of this makes any sense at all, i have been charting different tangents these days, guess my mid-life crisis has started:-)
I guess i am trying to move from category 2 to Category 1, "Again" but simple is not not simple after all:-)!!!!
As Yeats wrote:
You, that have not lived in thought but deed,
Can have the purity of a natural force,
But I, whose virtues are the definitions
Of the analytic mind, can neither close
The eye of the mind nor keep my tongue from speech
And yet, because my heart leaped at her words,
I was abashed, and now they come to mind
After nine years, I sink my head abashed.