And there exists Absolutes

Sometimes I wonder if anything’s absolute anymore. Is there still right and wrong? Good and bad? Truth and lies? Or is everything negotiable, left to interpretation, grey?

I question the world and I question it frequently. I won’t argue that. But I strongly believe I have a reason to do so, unanswered questions that compel me to. Many a times I wonder whether people still believe in the truth, the truth that may be harsher than the harshest words, truth that may paint a picture of such negativity that the world seems completely unfair but also the truth that shows you the true picture, that does not disappoint, the one that cannot be changed in the moment.

No one promised you the world would be a happy place, that it will not test your spirit, your beliefs and your capacity. No one said that it will be a bed of thorn less roses. Life is not about being on a newly developed highway, life is about understanding the negatives, still hoping for the positive. Life is about taking on the challenge and defeating the reason that could be the reason for your defeat. Life is about understanding that if you are not true to yourself, you cannot be true to anyone.

The world is slowly becoming all about convenience, about the easy way out. People look for the narrow lane, the loophole they can take to advance. The white lie that will get them out of a sticky situation, the bribe that will save them some time. There is nothing wrong with finding a shorter way out, but does one need to forget the basics while doing so? The good and the bad, the right and the wrong, the truth and the lies. There is always going to be a right way to do something and a wrong way to do it too. You may debate the two out and tell me about a middle ground which you call the ‘grey area’ but then again you use it because it is convenient. Because it is too much of an effort to go on the right path and it has negative repercussions if you go on the wrong. You call it grey because it is safe, easy and less troublesome.

Life does not need to be negotiated, life is what you want it to be, life is on your terms, because your life is what is truly your own. No one has a right over it and no one but you can lose the right to it. Circumstances are almost never ideal, choices are not always right but what you make out of those is what will hold stead in the times to come. Is life about passing through the journey or is it about cherishing the journey when you stand at the end? You may take the right ground or the wrong one, you make choose to side with the truth or with the lies, but at least you have a ground; you have a belief you support.

I am no where saying there is an absolute truth or there is an absolute bad, that is a debate for another time, all I say is there does and must exist a distinction between the good and the bad, the noble and the evil, the truth and the lies, the right and the wrong.

Life is all about the choices you make, it is about the path you choose, the way you fight back. Life is about the beliefs you cherish and treasure, the ones that make you, you. A life without an absolute is a like a life on a path always unsure.

Behind the Spirit

I walk the hills, and the barren lands,
With a passion in my eyes, a gun in my hands

Roads to freedom, the journey long and short,
The incessant firing, the sound of the impending calm

Cold winds blow and they hit me hard,
Violent and fierce, but I can’t scream, not even an ‘ah’

In my aim to protect my country,
I wonder what would happen if we go wrong

Banish the thought from my head,
With a promise to my motherland, I move on

The gun shots and the wounded friend,
I see them all with my two eyes, I am human I want to say out loud

I tell myself to be of stone, be invincible to it all,
A small prayer to God to let me see the end of the day

It all goes unanswered when I am shot in the head,
One last bullet I fire, take the one last step

To kill the enemy, that was the perfect aim,
Free my country from the bondages of Satan’s game

Heavens above call to me, for I have done my duty, they say
Protect the people I love down here, don’t let my sacrifice be in vain

Truth of Tomorrow

I stand under the tree
The shadows of the world passing beneath.
I stand to ponder, and wonder
The fate, what it would be.

I want to scream and shout
The anger, I want to remove from within me.
I wait for the moment
The perfect one, it promised to be.

I get ready to leave
The despair I begin to feel.
I think about the times
The good ones there once used to be.

I stand and wait, a while more
The years go by, without the winds blow.
I am old and grey, ready to go
The death is near, heavens calling me indoor.

Top 10 Romantic Comedies

This is a light read that I am posting here. After almost all my blogs making everyone think, this may come as a surprise.


A complete fan of Romantic Comedies, they now seem to be a thing of the past. While many of them that have come out in the new century would classify as ‘romantic comedies’ most of them are scripts rewritten, shoddy screenplays and a few cliched plot lines. However, there are a few movies which take you back to the 1990’s the decade of Romantic Comedies. But more on those later.


Here is my list of the Ten Best Romantic Comedies of 1990’s


10. Four Weddings and a Funeral


09. Before Sunrise


08. One Fine Day


07. My Best Friend’s wedding


06. 10 things I hate about you


05. Jerry Maguire


04. Sleepless in Seattle


03. Pretty Woman


02. As Good as it gets


01. Notting Hill


Share your favorites, your recommendations.


Until later,


Shruti

Stereotypes

Stereotypes. They exist, you can defend yourself against them but can you ever deny them? You broadly classify every person in one of the ‘stereotypical’ groups the minute you see them or the minute you get to know a little about them, even if it’s only by hearsay.

By their very nature stereotypes is a word having a negative connotation. There is no person (and I talk of a reasonable man) who would voluntarily like to be classified. Most of the times people are given a title, a classification even before they can prove their mettle. And the sad part is or the point to be noted here is that most people, once given a ‘stereotypical’ title are unable to remove themselves from them. A jock remains a jock, especially until he finishes high school. He might suddenly develop an interest in theatre, but he will always be known as the guy on the football team dating the cheerleader.

As human beings we are incapable of not mentally categorizing and while this is also necessary at times it is also inescapable. Have you ever wondered that if in the 8^th grade someone had not called you a nerd or a geek you might have gone and tried out for the football team? Or if someone hadn’t not screamed ‘terrorist’ when they found of you were Muslim you might have been a little less rebellious or a little more confident and proud of who you are?

Suddenly labeling someone has become a trend and an important part. What people do not realize is that this same labeling is detrimental to the being of most people. Agreed some people when labeled are more confident, some people are proud of being labeled and some people strive to fall and maintain the stereotype they are in. But most people do not like being labeled; most people would do better without having the additional pressures and most people long to fit into a different ‘stereotype’.

We often do not like being labeled ourselves but we never shy away from doing the same with another. Have you ever thought whether you shaped the stereotype or whether the same stereotype is responsible for shaping you? Have you ever wondered how the world would be without every blond being treated dumb, without every German being called a Nazi, every Asian being called intelligent, without every Indian being called poor and every Muslim being called a terrorist?

‘We need to reject the stereotypes to understand the reality behind it, behind the person. We need to stop viewing the world as black and white because that world seldom exists. For a world free of prejudices it needs to be a level playing field.’

Classification, stereotyping breeds prejudice. Prejudice breeds differentiation. It in turn breeds racism, ill- treatment and discrimination. The only person who has the right to classify you is infact only you. This is a right, an important one.

Of War and Peace

The divine voices do cry,
The fervent request to intercede.
Wars and fights, mayhem and distress,
Peace wants to supersede.

Questions raised in the hearts of many,
Finding answers, the soul of you and me.
It confuses, it baffles, the situation we are in today,
Will we ever live in harmony?

The prayers, the hopes, the will, the belief,
We will keep till the end, for life to silently proceed.