Wednesday, October 27, 2010

What Destroys Me, Also Nourishes Me

"WHATEVER DOESN'T KILL ME, MAKES ME STRONGER"

It's good to be selfish.
It's good to put yourself before others.
It's not a sign of a bad morals but a sign of self pride and inner strength.
And only that helps you sail through the murky challenges that life unexpectedly throws at you.
Things that are not worth keeping should be done away with if they begin to cause you pain. However close they might have been to you.
If someone breaks your heart, don't sink beneath your grief.
In life, things can go horribly wrong ( show me bad and I'll show you worse), but the good point is they force us to throw those rose tinted glasses and take a reality check. experience the real world..
And at any cost, never compromise on your self esteem. NEVER.
So instead of sulking over bad phases, take it up as a challenge and make yourself stronger.
Cries and complaints are for the weak.
And I am not weak.
But I feel the pain too as I am only human. My heart aches and tears well up in my eyes too.
But I don't indulge in self pity. That's a sin I'll do against myself.
Hence, my pain and anger can never break me.
One day I will look back at my life and think - If that had not happened to me, I would never have reached where I am today.
Convert failures into your turning points.
Take lessons from it and rise higher.
And take a promise from yourself today that no outside force, NOTHING  in this world has the right to make you sad and weak.
Your top priority is YOU. Everything comes after that.
So smile and move on.
The pain will ultimately go. But you have no need to be miserable till that happens.
Talk to people who care. Go to your friends for help. And thank them for hearing you out.
Take it as a mission and heal that agonizing hole in your heart.
Do constructive things that you have been postponing for long. Take it up now and do it.
And show yourself that good things CAN come out through the worst situations.
And that YOU alone are the true MASTER of your heart.

Welcome to the real world. It sucks, but you're gonna love it.

(the last line is taken from F.R.I.E.N.D.S. rest is my rant)

Friday, October 22, 2010

'Call Me Ishmael' and the Loomings..

This post is a compilation of some of the most moving passages from the novel 'Moby Dick', a novel considered by many to be a masterpiece and the best American novel to this date.The themes tackled in this novel are far deeper than what appears in its fairly simple plot line.I am trying to create a mental framework that shall help me dive deeper into the book before actually embarking upon my reading voyage. Excellent 'sparknotes' on the internet have been a great help in this regard. I am dead sure the author will compel me to push the limits of each of my philosophical neurons to clinch the message he is trying to convey. All my collective observations and interpretations about the way i have seen this life are going to be put to test. Now this is not a book for entertainment. It's not even for the brain, as brain is limited by its understanding of only the tangible, literal things. This book is for the heart, if i can put it that way. It is for Someone who observes and interprets and not just sees and registers. Someone who frequently breaks away from the civilization to look within. It is for a soul that is conscious of the ultimate fatality at every second of its life and has questioned the innate banality of existence often. I have been forewarned that the book can be tiresome in its few chapters due to its detailing of the technicalities of the whole whaling business,but i am game for it.

For starters, this book is a narrative from a man who decides to go on a long sea voyage out of a deep spiritual quest and ends up with a group of disparate, notably uncivilized but enormously courageous men brought together by one common formidable task of hunting a huge white sperm whale. The ship's captain named Ahab is a mighty heroic figure. He is an angry, vengeful man who won't rest until he kills the whale-Moby Dick. But the plot and the characters in the book are mere metaphors for somethings deeper that can't be easily put down on a paper.

Let me also warn my readers that if they don't know much about the book, the passages can be difficult to comprehend. Basically due to the lack of proper context (I am to blame). But if you are really interested in understanding them, follow this link . I don't really expect comments on this post. This post is for myself. When emotionally overwhelmed, some people talk to themselves..while i write to myself :)


1) All that most maddens and torments; all that stirs up the lees of things; all truth with malice in it; all that cracks the sinews and cakes the brain; all the subtle demonisms of life and thought; all evil, to crazy Ahab, were visibly personified, and made practically assailable in Moby Dick. He piled upon the whale’s white hump the sum of all the general rage and hate felt by his whole race from Adam down; and then, as if his chest had been a mortar, he burst his hot heart’s shell upon it.

2) And there is a Catskill eagle in some souls that can alike dive down into the blackest gorges, and soar out of them again and become invisible in the sunny spaces. And even if he for ever flies within the gorge, that gorge is in the mountains; so that even in his lowest swoop the mountain eagle is still higher than other birds upon the plain, even though they soar.


3) "Towards thee I roll, thou all-destroying but unconquering whale; to the last I grapple with thee; from hell’s heart I stab at thee; for hate’s sake I spit my last breath at thee. Sink all coffins and all hearses to one common pool! and since neither can be mine, let me then tow to pieces, while still chasing thee, though tied to thee, thou damned whale! Thus, I give up the spear!" - Cap.Ahab

4) however baby man may brag of his science and skill, and however much, in a flattering future, that science and skill may augment; yet for ever and for ever, to the crack of doom, the sea will insult and murder him, and pulverize the stateliest, stiffest frigate he can make; nevertheless, by the continual repetition of these very impressions, man has lost that sense of the full awfulness of the sea which aboriginally belongs to it.

5) these are the times of dreamy quietude, when beholding the tranquil beauty and brilliancy of the ocean's skin, one forgets the tiger heart that pants beneath it; and would not willingly remember, that this velvet paw but conceals a remorseless fang.

6) Whenever I find myself growing grim about the mouth; whenever it is a damp, drizzly November in my soul; whenever I find myself involuntarily pausing before coffin warehouses, and bringing up the rear of every funeral I meet; and especially whenever my hypos get such an upper hand of me, that it requires a strong moral principle to prevent me from deliberately stepping into the street, and methodically knocking people's hats off--then, I account it high time to get to sea as soon as I can.


Beautiful. Insanely good. Brilliant. Can't wait to begin.

Thursday, October 7, 2010

:(

score 60 se seedha 37 ???  :(

I have no time to blog really..that's why my score is going down..I've some other more important scores to worry about right now..

but still   :(