Quotes I love

Waiting is painful. Forgetting is painful. But not knowing what to do is the worst kind of suffering.

Son los lacos que inventron al amor
It must have been the lunatics who invented love.

Lovers need to know how to lose themselves and then how to find themselves again.

Anyone who can conquer her heart can conquer the world.

The wise are wise only because they love. And the foolish are foolish only because they think they can understand love.

The reason death sticks so closely to life is not biological necessity-its envy. Life is so beautiful that death has fallen in love with it, a jealous, possessive love that grabs at what it can. But life slowly jumps over oblivion, forgetting only a thing or two of slight importance, and gloom is but the passing shadow of a cloud.

Every honest man lives for himself. Every man worth calling a man lives for himself. The one who doesn‘t--doesn‘t live at all.

By the essence and nature of existence, contradictions cannot exist. If you find it inconceivable . . . check your premises. You will find that one of them is wrong.

I like cigarettes. . . . I like to think of fire held in a man‘s hand. Fire, a dangerous force, tamed at his fingertips. I often wonder about the hours when a man sits alone, watching the smoke of a cigarette, thinking. I wonder what great things have come from such hours. When a man thinks, there is a spot of fire alive in his mind--and it is proper that he should have the burning point of a cigarette as his own expression.

They say that some people never grow upLost in time shackled to the past forever,Stung by loveStill weaving, still believing yesterday's dreamsIf life is real then so is my imagination

And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom

Sometimes you wake up. Sometimes the fall kills you. And sometimes when you fall, you fly.

There’s no problem so bad that you can’t add guilt to it and make it even worse.

The whole world sees me as just one person, I want just one person to see me as the whole world.

Of all sad words of tongue or penthe saddest are these, it might have been.

The hardest thing in this world is to live in it.

It was as though the man had to shout in order to convince himself of his own existence

Not only does God definitely play dice, but He sometimes confuses us bythrowing them where they can't be seen.- Stephen Hawking

Hope is a good thing,maybe is the best thing, and no good thing ever dies.

Upheavals

Life is not without its upheavals,
Love is not without its sorrows,
Man is not without his woes

Hand in hand they come,
Joy and sorrow together,
Can one ever be true,
Without the other lurking close behind!

Can life ever be complete,
Without all it is made of there,
Can happiness ever be full,
Without the pinch of salt to taste.
The bittersweet tastes better
The tang makes things merrier!!

Dread

A feeling of dread overcomes
Every hope of being alive
Of finding joy in all that life brings.

A pall of gloom descends
Scaring every lovely thought away.

Till when will the heart score over
Till when can this feel right!

A time comes for everything
And time’s the deciding factor
If this be true,
Then I wait,
When will the time for this come?

Torrent

A torrent of emotions
Dreams threatening to engulf
The past rearing its ugly head
Monsters from relationships dead

Quiet solitude,
Escape from my thoughts
A serene peace, a silent sea

Fitful sleep, unhappy dreams
Dreams threatening to destroy
Sounds in the distance,
Wish mine was one

A jarred sequence
An unhappy present
A mysterious longing
A noisy solitude

Why do people create blogs?

Since I heard about the new revolution on the net, which is not so new now, I have been wondering, "Why exactly do people blog". Being one of the latecomers on the scene, I am still toying with the reasons and wonderind why. Is this a need for exhibition, to display your innermost thoughts to the world? Is it a need for recognition? I want people to know I blog, that I have an opinion, and that I want to voice it. Is it a way to meet people who think like you do? So, lets say, a more sophisticated, and shall I say, time saving way to meet people who can be potential friends. I mean, if I read someone's blog, I can easily figure out if I ever want to be friends with this person or do I want to avoid him like the plague.Having said that, I did create an iland, the indianised version of a blog, and well, forgot about it in less than a month. Does that indicate that I do not have much to tell the world, am I too bored with my own life to share it with others. And that brings me to another question, why do people really read blogs? Reading in any manner gives pleasure, it opens the mind and the recesses, gives you food for thought, and makes you wonder about things.I do read through other people's blogs when I get the time(much as I wonder why), and many a times, I find many of them filled with intimate details, like what did I do the whole day. What am I upto as of now, and why I am doing what I am doing. You can tell me the reason I read them is that I like them. But thats not really it. Is this a hint of voyeourism. Do I like to peep into other people's lives, trying to derive some pleasure from that. I would tell myself its plain curiosity and a strong indication that I need to get a new hobby. Or maybe, I am in search of new friends, and this is my way of listing down these people as potential or never.So now, why I am actually blogging myself? While I wonder, maybe I will write some more........

The right choice

What in life constitutes the right choice at this moment, changes the next. Instant decisions might be the best ones, because they come with a gut feeling. When u mull too much, you start to lose focus of the initial goal. Why are you deciding what you are deciding. What are the factors and what makes more sense. These practical paper to pen sessions, or rather fingers to excel file session, rarely make much sense. The best decisions are the decisions from the heart, for better or worse. Atleast your heart is in them. Does it really matter at the end of the day how much money you make. There is as much as you can eat and drink and be merry with.
You need to get your priorities right in life. If the priority is to be happy. then the obvious question would be, what makes you happy? Is it money? no Is it traveling? Yes. Spending time with family? Yes/ Do you want to be in your comfort zone throughout Or do you want to venture out of that and take some risks?
Why am I taking the effort to write all this? Do I really want to get to the top and be a big shot? all I want is a happy life, contented with my comforts and my family... So why am I thinkign so much and what is this going to get me to/////

The dream

At times, the dream itself changes. What we believe in and what we actually do often works at a tangent. And then there comes a day when you sit back and think, Am I really doing what I should. And that day decides what you will do in your life. You decide to do what you must. And then the story begins.