Monday, February 28, 2011

It's nice to be imperfect

So often we hear people say "Noone's perfect". I guess till recently, I never really gave it a second thought. Until a conversation with a friend. We all have our weakpoints, some which we may have struggled with all our lives. But what I realize now is that it is ok to let go. Stop the struggle. Accept yourself. You aren't perfect but that doesn't make you bad, despite your vices. 

After a while what happens is that people close to us get used to it and accept it all. It no longer bothers. Maybe it's time we let it stop bothering us also. There is no crime in being imperfect because all of us fall in that category.  Nature isn't perfect. But it's beautiful. Look closely at flowers, they will not be exactly symmetric, the trees also have their "fall",lines on our handprint are crooked but we made palmistry out it.We don't mind any of that. Then why mind our own nature especially if it doesn't adversely affect the world at large?

Minor skirmishes would always be there. If there was no noise, what would be the fun in image/signal processing?:)

Monday, February 21, 2011

The most excruciating seminar ever...

The ingredients and process follows...

  1. Your worst subject
  2. Some old weird accented guy
  3. No general type of topic seminar, instead lots of nitty gritty, equations and the depth of them! 
  4. No applications.....! Just your wondering mind with questions like "why are we learning this".................and a little later..........."how much longer"

..............a little later "my watch must have stopped!!!!!how can it still be just 2 minutes????????"

and a LOT later "well! It has to end in 5-10 minutes"

.............................30 minutes later ....................."How can a one hour seminar last 1:20mins????What they trying to do? Kill us???"

And at the end of it.................."I need to kill someone NOW ".

By the way, the seminar didn't end even after 2 hours!

Wednesday, February 16, 2011

Love is magical

I think this is term which everyone has tried to define but noone actually can. Because we all interpret in our own unique way. And maybe there are no words to actually describe this emotion. One can only feel and understand it. But it fill life. It completes us. And acts like a security blanket which a kid likes to carry everywhere with it. I am sure many of have been through a phase in childhood when we had/wanted something  which would always stay with us or maybe an invisible friend to talk to always or an angel/genie  to look after us. We forget this as we grow up in a life of disappointment and with time, most of us lose faith in magic ever co-existing with life. Until suddenly, one day, if we are lucky, there comes someone who loves us and reminds us of that childhood dream, who fulfills it. And the world is magical again! And there starts our second childhood. No, not old-age but love. Love makes us see life again through childlike wonder and zest. Love makes us believe in magic.

Love makes us believe.

Blogging in happier times

Why is so hard to write in happier times but one can't stop writing when upset?
I guess it's easier to write when you are miserable and confused rather then when things do work out for once. But why???

I want to write a nice and big post even though I don't know what's it going to be about. Well, lets see if I am able to. Blogging has become so scarce these days! These was a time when posts would just flow through my keyboard but now that's rare. Maybe it's because one tends to think and reflect less when there no despair. Or maybe one feels afraid of being thought of as "gloating". Or maybe it's just sheer laziness. I mean there is physical need to write when upset because you need to find a logical conclusion/a sounding board/ a distraction. Whereas there do come times in your life when well, you need nothing really and you are actually content. This is when dreams come true and before you get ready to chase after some more.

It is quiet, peaceful place to be in. Very much like the sunshine,a warm comforting bed after a hard days work, chocolate, a lovers arms, a baby's touch....


Life’s joys today remind me today of its twisted journey so far
So many sweet dreams lost along the way
Some so jeered,
Some were cheered but crashed anyway
And some just faded away

A heart that refused to give up
A will that faltered but never gave way
Eyes that refused to throw the rose tinted glasses away
A child who dreamt along falls and tears
Triumph comes to them for now God has banished all their fears!

Friday, February 11, 2011

"After all, I believe the nicest and sweetest days are not those on which anything very splendid or wonderful or exciting happens, but just those that bring simple little pleasures,  following one another softly, like pearls slipping off a string.":) (Anne of Avonlea)

Sunday, February 06, 2011

It is only after the rain that you see the beautiful rainbow, cherish it:)

Saturday, February 05, 2011

Life is seesaw

Life is seesaw, full of ups and downs.
God gives us dreams, God gives us the will to fulfill them.
God even makes them come true.
Why then  is the world not always a beautiful place?
What goes wrong?
Even after experiencing miracles, common stuff hurts. Why???
Do we expect too much or is this just life?
In short, is happiness really not supposed to last or are we supposed to make a greater effort to ignore those skirmishes?
But if we try to ignore them but telling ourselves that they do not matter, are we not lying to ourselves? Isn't it better to be true to ourselves rather than ignore our feelings, our very nature?
Does truth end where optimism begins?
Is there even a line between the two?
Once an optimist now finds all this very  hazy.

Wednesday, February 02, 2011

Oh what a beautiful day!

The bright blue sky, the fresh green grass, bright sunshine and the cool playful breeze
new flowers cropping up everywhere, the chirping birds, the squirrels nibbling along the way
.....oh what a beautiful day:)
It's sheer bliss to be around such weather and to have the time and freedom to enjoy it.....
to it add the sparkle of beautiful company and there's no greater joy on this earth.....
Oh! I so much wish to compose a poem out of this but can't get anything right now.....maybe later...
For now lets just enjoy this song:)