Friday, January 20, 2006

INDIVIDUALITY-deserves the highest place

I heard it from close frenz and families that we love our fellow people. Sounds nice and warming. Most of the times families tend to act as a source of support and close ties. I havent had the slightest idea why at times they tend to get over protective and reason theories that has no logic. Individuality is the key word that loses the very essence when decisions of life come across. Pressures and redundant motives tend to make it directionless and most times the cause of anxiety. Face it with career choices, marriages, decisions on kids and so and so forth. Particularly prehistoric thinking and superstitions make them blindfolded. Hardly do they realise that such is the pressure on the individual that for him/her to take decisions where choices are hardly a few that between respect for their views and place for their ambitions take a toll.
In all true respect the cliche dilemma and slogan is WE CARE and we know whats good for u. It makes my head a little dizzy and painful.
Hardly does one realise that true care and understanding comes with the sense of support of individuality and its choices. Many tend to forget that respect never comes by force but in all sense comes with guidance and support to let the individual make a choice. The choice to choose a career, a partner and overall the way he/she dreams about life.
So before you say U CARE and U know EVERYTHING remember that INDIVIDUALITY deserves more priority than a what viewpoint you have.

Sunday, January 08, 2006

I wish I had answers
To the thoughts that my prevailed my mind

I asked myself a simple question
Why was I surrounded by
So much kindness
So much love
So much care

So many people
So many friends
So many memories

For my answers
I gazed outside my window
and watched the surroundings

I watched many people
As they walked across my sight
I wondered at each of them
How many were like me

Were their lives similar
To what I have
To what I own
To what I cherish

Life was moving
They were at work

Watchful were ...
Their words
Their actions
Their demands

How many of them had someone
or something to care about

I wondered if they were searching for something
Something that bereaved them

I crystal gazed at my future
Flooded were my thoughts
Would I turn the same?
Would life be this way?

I groped into darkness

Thats when amongst the dark
I found a shining gem
I moved towards it
I treaded uncaring

Answers came
That this is what i found..

I embraced this gem
I closed my hands
And held it tight under my fists

I would never let it go
Never let it fall
Never lose it

My gem signified
My people
My friends
My memories..