~ Reflections ~

Ratti bhar bhi sanam Bina sajaawat milaawat Na jyaada na hi kamm Tuhje chaahon jaisa hai tu Mujhe tere barish mein beegna hai ghuljaana hai Tujhe chaahon jaisa hai tu Mujhe tere lapat mein jalna raakh ho jaana hai We all dream of ideal love.. and Prasoon Joshi has expressed it perfectly.. But the point still remains, do we ever let the person be...

There is a direct connection between nature and me it seems.... It vents its frustration just the way I do.. it rains.. But it all seems so ironic. Rain seems to bring joy into so many lives... it is the indicator of the pleasure all let loose in one single burst of the cloud... Like the peacock which doesnt even waste a moment...

There are times when my mind is brimming with ideas.. But am unable to write about any of them... Don't know what to call it... confusion or avoidance :)

Here's an article I found on Wall Street Journal by Mr Stephen Moore.. Rings true... --- ATLAS SHRUGGED : FROM FICTION TO FACT IN 52 Years ~ Stephen Moore Some years ago when I worked at the libertarian Cato Institute, we used to label any new hire who had not yet read "Atlas Shrugged" a "virgin." Being conversant in Ayn Rand's classic novel about the economic carnage caused by big government run amok was practically a job requirement. If only "Atlas" were required reading for every member of Congress and political appointee in the Obama administration. I'm confident that we'd get out of the current financial mess a lot faster. Many of us who know Rand's work have noticed that with each passing week, and with each successive bailout plan and economic-stimulus scheme out of Washington, our current politicians are committing the very acts of economic lunacy that "Atlas Shrugged" parodied in 1957, when this 1,000-page novel was

I am absolutely in love with what Oscar Wilde has to say... Here are some more of his insightful thoughts :) I have found that all ugly things are made by those who strive to make something beautiful and that all beautiful things are made by those who strive to make something useful. What is a cynic? A man who knows the price of everything and the value of nothing. The public is wonderfully tolerant. It forgives everything except genius.

We all have our lows.. But what keeps us going is our self esteem.. The minute that is lost.. it gets tougher to carry on... alone...

I am very happy.. I feel like standing on the top of a building and screaming my lungs out.. Or some other way I could release all this energy in me.. The energy which has been bottled inside.. Bottled because I don't know how else to express my joy..

Which is worse... Knowing that your friend is upto something but is not telling you... Or that he is confident about your being able to understand the silence :(

We all accept that the politicians in the present system are jerks.. atleast most of them... then why don't we all come together when we have the right to express the power to vote.. Even though this year's voter turnout happens to be better than last time's MCD elections, i still believe 63% is not good enough a figure for a city like Delhi... What will it take to bring people out of their houses and vote, i wonder..

Corollary : More that sound in my head I hear... Greater will be the frequency of blog entries you'll find here :)