Sunday, 24 June 2012

A Walk to Remember



Dear Diary,

After a lot of contemplation, I have arrived at the conclusion, that human beings are cowards. The main focus of my thoughts were, on how we, humans run away from things. Isn't this, a feature of cowardice?

If you, ever carefully observe humans, you will find them always running. Running for the bus or train. Running away from relationships, away from responsibility, away from our feelings and emotions. Running away from life, and its constant supply, of troubles from some unending source. Running to come first in the rat race. Just running.......

What we fail to realise, is that when we run away from something, we are running towards something.

We often go through life, like shire horses wearing blinkers. While, we are constantly running to and fro, we miss the beautiful moments, that life offers us. In our attempt, to reach the destination, we miss the journey: the sights, sounds and smells it has to offer.

The more we run away, from something, the more it catches up with us.

The wisest thing, to do is to ' STOP RUNNING' and 'START WALKING.' It may sound funny, but if you think about it, it will make sense. Walk through life, at your own pace and face every problem, head on. Everybody is running, You be different, Walk it out.

The road is the same, the destinations is common. It depends on you, whether you want to reach it panting, or smiling. Make your life ,a walk to remember: one, that you can cherish forever.

They say tough times don't last, tough people do,

Be tough, Be different, Be you,

The Sunday Visitor.

Friday, 15 June 2012

Sound Of Music

Dear Diary,

                   A friend recently asked me, what kind of music I liked, and what my favourite genre was. I answered her question, but without a doubt, that set the wheels of my mind churning. Why is music ,classified into the genres we know?  Pop, Hip Hop, Rap, Bass, Reggae, Jazz, Gospel, Sufi, Bollywood. Why does it need classification?

                   Personally, for me music is not stereotyped or generalised. It's not just lyrics, paired with a background score. It's much more. It's something that touches the heart, and soothes your soul. Makes you remember, the sound long after it's over, and makes you smile, just at the thought of it.

                 Music can be found, in the laughter of a child, the heart beat of a loved one, the pattering of the raindrops, the gentle lapping of the waves on the seashore,the whisper of the wind, the song of the bird, the hum of a tune, the sweet sound of the whistle.

                  People may disagree with me on this. For a majority, they are just sounds, but if you listen closely, attentively and with all your soul, you will realize, that it is indeed music. Music at it's natural best. Better than the piano, or the guitar is the music that you hear, with your heart.

                 Music is all around us, present in every aspect of our lives. Today, we celebrate World Music Day. If you're a true music lover, keep aside your earphones, for a while just absorb the real music around you. Be sentient: Experience the pulsating beat and tap your feet in time with the music.

Leaving you with some food for thought:

Music is to the soul , what words are to the mind.

The Sunday Visitor.

                
                 

Friday, 8 June 2012

TOOn TiMe


Dear Diary,

                    For reasons that still elude me, I cannot overcome, my fascination with cartoons. As trivial, as it sounds, I am often unable to change the channel, if one of my favourite cartoons is being screened.

                As kids, all of us had our own favourite cartoons,that we waited for  impatiently, and tried very hard to ape.Unknowingly, we learnt a few important life lessons from them. Here are a few of my favourite ones:

              Tom and Jerry, although they fought constantly ,they always put up a united front ,when faced with adversity, (or in their case other rowdy cats.) Scooby Doo and Mystery Inc ,showed us the importance of  teamwork, unity, co-operation and courage. The show also emphasised. on the old adage ' Dog is Man's best friend.' The biggest and most important lesson, I learnt from them was, to stand by my friends no matter what the circumstance.

           One of the reasons, I love leafy vegetables especially spinach, is because of Popeye-The Sailor Man. Need I write more? Oswald the octopus, will forever stay for me, the epitome of politeness.
Bob-The Builder, taught me the importance, of extending my hand to help others.

       I'm proud to say, that I belong to a generation ,where the cartoons imparted such wonderful values, unlike today's ones like Doraemon, Pokemon, Ben10, Shinchan, Ninja hattori. Don't get me wrong, I have no personal grudges against them. It's  just that , these cartoons have a lot of fighting and violence, in them. If you carefully observe, most of the tools, used by  Ninja Hattori and Doraemon are worthy of war.

It would be really nice, if this 'future generation' was given a dose, of the good old cartoons.

         Watching Cartoons, is often my  'Escapist route', as for that period of time, I'm lost into a world totally different ,from my own. Far better than scripted reality shows, and soppy melodramatic ones.
Cartoons, often are a source of providing, the much needed dose of entertainment ,to the kid within us.

Don't be afraid, of people who say you are too old for cartoons, tell them you're still a kid at heart.


The Sunday Visitor......





                    

Friday, 1 June 2012

Memorable Moments

Dear Diary,

                    I have realized one thing, it's often the simplest question, that leaves people tongue-tied and. is the hardest to answer. I faced a simmilar situation recently, having come across the said question, that made me wonder in my French book.
It went :  Quel est pour vous le meilleur moment de la journĂ©e ?

                  For those, who find french equivalent to Greek or Latin, the translation is simple, it means: Which is the best moment, of the day for you?

                  This, made me rack my grey cells, and in a pensive mood think about the answer. If we ever observe carefully, we will realize, that each day of life is filled with beautiful moments. Moments, that pass away unappreciated, because we are too busy with materialistic pleasures, and rarely spare a glance at the world around us.

                    Moments are not just  the big ones, but the small ones too. Nothing like a good laugh shared, with a bunch of old friends. Long walks on the beach, barefoot under the starry sky.Reliving old memories, in a get together. Recieving a  hand written letter, from someone you are very close to, or love dearly. Reading the last few pages of a book, waiting anxiously for the end. Feeling the early morning dew, on the grass Watching kids play, and reminiscing your time as a kid. Watching the sunset ,knowing there can  never be a more beautiful end to a long, tiring day. When someone tells you, something good about you, a quality they admire about you or, even how you have touched their life in your small way.Watching old snaps, and remembering the great time you had.

                     The funny thing about these moments, is that in their time, we were just having fun,
and now, they are memories of times that were ,and times that will never return.

                      So starting today, sieze every opportunity you get. Go forth, find your special moment,
 live it, cherish it, enjoy it before it fades away into nothingness.

Signing off with a favourite phrase,Think about it:

"Life is not a dress rehersal, it's the main event."


The Sunday Visitor.

                 

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