Man In The Mirror

Man in the mirror,
He stares at me,
I meet his gaze,
But there isn't much I want to see ...

Staring deep into his eyes,
There's a lot of learning for tomorrow,
But not many steps,
That have gone right.

This poor little soul,
Let down by a weak mind,
This poor little soul,
There's a good heart he can't hide behind, not anymore.

Unfulfilled promises, to oneself, outnumber those to others,
It doesn't matter though, cos none are believed anymore,
Let down the ones he loves,
They'll hope and encourage, but won't count on him, anymore.

This poor little soul,
Let down by a weak mind,
This poor little soul,
There's a good heart he can't hide behind, not anymore.

A consistently wasted promise of greatness,

That everybody seemed to believe in, weighs on my lazy, complacent self.

But I make a promise for tomorrow, not for the first time ... 

I place faith in the tools that I've gathered,
Over the years,
I break away from his pitiful gaze,
The night gets darker, I look to the east,
Yet another promise? One that's not been made before?
The question is, what now do I stand for?

This poor little soul,
Let down by a weak mind,
This poor little soul,
There's a good heart he can't hide behind, not anymore.

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Introspection... A Bike Ride stirs my soul !!!

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People often wonder if omnipotence is a true possibility... At some point everyone believes in themselves beyond destiny, and often that faith is broken...

I think that people are wrong, wrong in losing faith... For, how is strength deemed to be strength? When it doesn't wilt under the storms that time brings... Omnipotence, its associated with the Gods, and why? because they don't wilt. So for me and you too, omnipotence exists... Only, omnipotence doesn't come easy, it needs a spine that can withstand the weight of its ominous power. It needs undying faith... a faith that knows no such thing as death.... Like i keep saying, life only wants to see if you have a sense of humour. Everytime you start to believe in yourself, it will test you... for, untested strength cannot be called strength at all... strength is when tests are thrashed so hard that tests don't dare to test you again... I am great and so are YOU.

East Coast Road, the highway from Chennai to Pondicherry, India, better known as ECR is one of the best roads i've had the privilege to ride on. It's a biker's dream. So much so that it even curves and bends with your approval. The road is parallel to the coast line and you can watch the ocean almost all along the road, if you are the pillion rider off course !!! ;) But the road is so straight that it encourages even the rider to take a few peeks at the beautifully blue Bay Of Bengal with its uneven shades of blue, often making me come to a complete halt, just to stand and stare at it in complete awe of it. If you hit the road early enough in the morning, you will find the moon on one side and the sun rising from beneath the sea.

I headed out of the gate on a lonely street at about 5 AM, Pushing the headlights on as a got past the first crossroad. The air, was perfect for a long ride, and though I hadn't planned one, I thought I should I should go on one nevertheless. I rode a Honda motorcycle, the Unicorn, one that had always craved to be tortured and pushed beyond its limits. Having proved its loyalty beyond doubt, i often dared to take mild curves at a 100+kmph, only to realise that she wasn't done surprising me yet. So heading out of Chennai, the road straightens just as your engine is revved up sufficiently to scare the birds in the sky. I pull her into 4th from 5th (gear). I'm riding alone today so i push my feet against the pillion's footpegs and at at 90 kmph, i bring my face closer to the speedometer console, my chest against the fuel tank, giving the throttle what i thought was a dying twist. She surges easily to a 105 kmph, steadily pushing forward. I click her into 5th and keep the throttle gunned. She pushes to a 110 kmph and I think she has maxed out, but soon enough a look at the speedo claims she is doing a 118 kmph... On the best of roads, I haven't crossed 115kmph, so, excitedly, i keep her going, with an eye on the speedo. I pull my elbows closer to my knees as the road straightens, flying past a set of rumblers (speed breakers) at a 120kmph. My first instinct is to pull her back to a 110, but she surges ahead reassuringly and I decide to trust her. The road slopes downward, ever so slightly, pushing her back to a comfortable 120 and possibly even a little higher. I don't dare take my eyes off the road anymore, but I think we touched about 122-124kmph (real speed on a V-Box speed gauge should be a 115-118 kmph). These are the feelings that we rarely take the time to feel in our urban lifestyle. Too scared to explore what lies beyond the shadow of fear, we often miss out on the best of things. But the things that lie beyond our fears are often the best things in life.

There is no need to be right about everything.  But there is a need.... a need for faith

Its amazing what even machines will do for us when we have faith. What men could do, can only be left to imagination, for, we have not the limitations of machines. Time will move on, and you cannot control it, but always keep in mind that you are the one that sets the time on your wrist watch.



ThinkingInfinity.

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Introspection ... Transition

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Life as an adult begins when you stop misusing your rights on a regular basis. You now do it once in a while. When you start thinking more than you are talking. When you start using phrases like "Taking responsibility!!!" when you actually have a clue about what it means. When you stop getting pushed around and pushing people around. When you'd rather have few fun conversations rather than a hundred "Obligatory" ones, and yet you can talk to almost everybody you meet. When you don't despise the taste of humble pie. When you start accepting yourself and others. When you realise that everything you've been chasing is not really everything you want. When you accept that people are selfish and so are you. When you know what good friends are like, but you also know that good friends are fewer than you thought when you were 5. When you realise that the only hand that can pick you up is yours. That friends are the ones that hope for you and not necessarily those who will shepherd you through every cloudy mountain. And more often than not people surprise you pleasantly.

When you realise that a fourth of you is close to 25 years old, but three fourths is still only 5, and probably always will be, and yet you have to act more like your 25, because there are obvious advantages of being 25. When you realise that acceptance is more important than awareness, and that deeds are more important than words.

When you know, that you don't know.

ThinkingInfinity

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Introspection... Men & Women !

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Men have a disease, greed... In every sense of the word,

They more often than not, want more....

&

Women, they have a different disease,

They don't tell the world what they already have, 

In the hope that they'll get what they want,

And more often than not,

They will choose to tell the world,

If they have given up on finding it,

OR

If in some moment of madness,

they've already burped out a trace.

Ultimately Coal meats Coal and Diamonds meet Diamonds, but we're all CARBON, in different forms...

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Introspection... Destiny

When people say "stuck between the devil and the deep sea!" I wonder why they never imagine that the devil could be the aliens from the move, Signs.

In the movie, the aliens are destroyed when they come in contact with water. And we are realistic by design. But if you're stuck, might as well take your chances, i feel. Even with our backs against the wall, we will rather discuss and relax under an umbrella of self pity, than walk out in the seething heat and fix things.

But if you're lying down in one place getting your butt kicked by a buffoon that destiny has selected for the purpose, standing up and throwing some water is not a bad idea. We know our devils, and we know their water.

Questions come first,
And then Answers,
But the trick is in that,
Question's older twin, is Answer.
Answers ignite questions,
and therefore,
Question has an older twin in Answer.

We are a breeze, sometimes a gust of wind,
Winds that pass, like phases do,
Picking up answers on every street,
Picking up new questions,
We are led by questions.
But hiding answers, kills the questions
And halted are the wheels.

Life is a game of chess with me on one side,
And destiny on the other,
A game, but one that must be played.
Destiny's move is destiny's,
Sometimes her plans may make the game deadlier,
And sometimes you play Big Brother...
But refuse one cannot, the fact,
That we get to make alternate moves.
Play to stale mate or go for kill,
Question is what's greater,
Your will, or her will.

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Introspection... Love !!!

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Sometimes you get beyond love, so far ahead,
That love becomes a strong conviction, an instinct
And we might lead ourselves to wonder if we have lost love,
But often we have only gone beyond, far ahead....

In darkness there is only hope faith,

For instinct to man, is greater than reason, 

For love is love in every season.

ThinkingInfinity.

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Introspection....

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About life, I have always known,
that I have never known.
Life is a journey, you meet fellow travelers.

For the bends in the road we've seen,
For every road we have treaded,
Has taught us.

The tree, A shelter for the night,

We're talking .... passing tools,

Passing tricks that will get us by,

For we have a singular common goal,

Exploration, 

The road shall bend every-time it pleases, 

And we shall get by, every-time we will.

The best friendships lie under each tree,

You have rested under, 

With each of those travelers, 

And we may meet, maybe never,
The crack of dawn, and off we are,
For, beyond the common roads,
There is a road that takes me home,

Beyond the common roads,
And walk alone i must,
But the road has been kind,
And good travelers i did find,
But walk alone i must,
And take time i must,
To bid farewell to my fellow travelers,
Friends we shall remain,
In our hearts, if not in our lives,
But walk alone I must,

For, beyond the common roads, 

There is a road that takes me home.

For new beginnings shall lead to new roads,

And one of those will take me home.

Cheers to IFMR, Batch 10.

ThinkingInfinity.

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Introspection....

Wisdom is a tool that time gives, sometimes earlier, sometimes later. Life is like the stock market. You can make a killing, and you can lose your pants there too, You can forecast all you want, but never predict. While, wisdom teaches us to enjoy both, the good surprises and the not so good ones, it doesn't always prepare us for those surprises. You might still win or lose future games. But you have learnt enough to understand that they are games. To be enjoyed, sometimes badly lost, sometimes brilliantly won. But more importantly, games, to be fought hard. Games, maybe just games, but you still have to play well if you intend on winning. Wisdom makes losing easier, it helps you handle victories better, but victories are not on offer, not on a silver platter.

Wisdom, all of it, without action is like Sachin Tendulkar standing in the middle of the cricket pitch, hands on his hips, refusing to bat. What a waste that would be? Wisdom helps you connect the dots in hindsight, but it will never tell you where the next dot is. Wisdom is important, its great to possess, but its not enough. Wisdom is the know-how, luck will occasionally hand you a special bat, and hope will drive you to become the greatest batsman in the history of the game. All that and more, if you just wield your bat.

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Introspection

Opposed to what in my opinion are Utopian views about how people should be, i think that to love someone, you have to love yourself. If we weren't selfish, maybe we wouldn't explore what we try to describe as love.

What fool would try,
To describe love?
For Love is, a black box,
A wonder of "how" and "when"
Over a lifetime, Or in an impulse,
Right there, right then.
A mystery older than Eve and Adam,
Maybe because, its always beyond expectations,
As diverse as us miracles called people,
And man might take for granted,
But its in his nature, to love his own.
Maybe why selfless love,
if found at all,
takes the fame,
stakes the claim.

So I ask again,
What fool would try,
To describe Love???
Maybe, someone like I?
And thus fools we are, all of us,
For love, to each his own form,
Love of people,
Or just love of happiness,
And thus fools we are, all of us,
But happy fools,
Happy, because we all know Love.

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Introspection....

I think of the sea, and sometimes i think of the ships that sail them. You can't be a stone and fight the water. It doesn't always pay to push hard. Life, so also water, they let you stay afloat if you decide to. Human beings are designed to stay afloat. As for the ships that we travel in, they have to accept the water if they are to stay afloat.

Life is a Sea, where,
Ships sail happily,
The ones that dare,
To accept equality humbly,

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