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Friday, May 13, 2005

there are times...

sometimes, more often than others ... one is forced to think..
forced to wonder, as to wats going on in life...

i hate getting used to certain people.
i hate missing them.

i wonder if its my turgid ego, which doesnt let me accept that my life 'does' pivot around certain people..
at the risk of sounding conceited, i confess, that i am quite a weird person. (yeah... i wrote that correctly.. ) .
i hv perhaps now learnt to accept criticism without malevolence.

whats happening next??
:(

9 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...
"i hate getting used to certain people.
i hate missing them."

Problem .... problem :D

"i wonder if its my turgid ego, which doesnt let me accept that my life 'does' pivot around certain people.."

See ... you already know the solution :))
5:07 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...
There's a certain Zen saying - What was your face before you were born ?

Find that true face and try as best as possible to expose that face to the external world. It doesn't matter if that face is against all that is taught to be "good" and "moral".

If that face shows that your life does pivot around certain people, then that is the truth. And knowing the truth gives absolute freedom, no pivoting round nobody :D

Take care :)
5:21 PM  
Blogger The Infinite said...
"The face before I was born.." ??

My soul has apparently worked through a number of ages during its Earth Cycle - each age bringing its own understanding and insight. I have grown wiser and experienced a wider panorama of 'life'(if I may call it..) in every age..every birth..

Which birth are you talking about, my dear friend?
2:57 PM  
Blogger The Infinite said...
I'd appreciate, if you mention your name while leaving a comment on this blog.
Although, your identification has got nothing to do with your name. :-)
3:01 PM  
Blogger Sonia Sinha said...
Who would know more than you what would happen next...btw it's never too late!!
8:17 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...
"Which birth are you talking about, my dear friend?"

The day when you started breathing :)
1:52 AM  
Blogger Abdul Bijur V.A. said...
shall i just say

*/me goes rofl*

chill honey !
remember the 1 2 1 2 3 4 *whistle*
7:56 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...
The worst loneliness is not to be comfortable with yourself...
:-)
10:54 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...
@ :-)

Agreed :) That's the definition of loneliness. Solitude, on the other hand, is fun !!
12:43 AM  

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