Hello,
I blog today at 5 am and I shall not post a poem. This is one of those few entries which I post more often than not on such occasions that embark upon a new path in my life.
I will now explain my thoughts to share what I am going through, which you might relate to your life. After all, what I experience is only human, especially in the society that we live in.
A confusion arises in every crucial choice we make in the early 20's. The first and the most important reason for this is the lack of complete knowledge. And the state of complete knowledge is only a fictitious concept. Because knowledge is infinite and with all that we humans collectively know, I feel we have conquered the tip of the iceberg. Hence an inevitable problem of lack of knowledge always exists.
From the mother to the professor, from the sibling to the competitor- the second reason for the confusion is the influence that the family and the peer group has on us.
And the third reason is that it is extremely difficult to discover oneself - one's truest aspirations and beliefs. And once that is done, it would take the strength of Cratus to take the dream to its reality.
The challenge is to do what one is cut out for and also be socially admirable.
Please do share your thoughts. Let us see where we land up!
Best wishes.
Tuesday, March 22, 2011
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
Act II Scene I
So the drama continues,
You must forget Act I.
In the middle of the blues,
You think of head, heart and gun.
Think of it more,
And there won't be a second,
It will all be a bore,
No tale, no legend.
The gloom will subside
My dear, the misery will end,
You will laugh because you cried,
With a new random friend.
Tread along the script,dear,
You know not what twists await,
No Macbeth, Ceaser no Lear,
As You Like It, you will create.
You must forget Act I.
In the middle of the blues,
You think of head, heart and gun.
Think of it more,
And there won't be a second,
It will all be a bore,
No tale, no legend.
The gloom will subside
My dear, the misery will end,
You will laugh because you cried,
With a new random friend.
Tread along the script,dear,
You know not what twists await,
No Macbeth, Ceaser no Lear,
As You Like It, you will create.
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