Friday, March 31, 2006

An arbit post written for seemingly no reason at midnight

It is ALWAYS fascinating seeing people unravel before your eyes - pleasantly sometimes for the better, nastily sometimes for the worse but interestingly either way, even when what you see doesn't concern you. Often, it is just your own prejudices which is falling apart, but there are unmistakable moments, when the sensitive eye can pick up the signals dropped, unwittingly or consciously, that the mask is being lowered and the person either has become incapable of sustaining the earlier image or is just sick and tired of doing so all the time and has stopped.

The much celebrated modern "virtues" of attitude, cynicism, righteousness, eliticism, panache, - all notwithstanding, it is fascinating how there ALWAYS comes a point in everyone's life that reveals to the observing world, and more surprisingly to oneself - the pulse of ordinary mortal, flawed, human blood that runs in the stream... Even when it is unpleasant at times, these moments are strangely reassuring.

Maybe I had written something on similar lines here and there...

I just couldnt resist one of Sara Teasdale's gems.

When I have ceased to break my wings
Against the faultiness of things,
And learned that compromises wait
Behind each hardly opened gate,
When I have looked Life in the eyes,
Grown calm and very coldly wise,
Life will have given me the Truth,
And taken in exchange -- my youth.


The Hissing Saint said...

U write some pretty interesting and thought provoking stuff...esp the post on the Wiki and the "politically correct" post.

Intriguingly if you find it irritating to be slotted into a stereotype why do you call yourself a centrist or a leftist...

Why dont you just let your thoughts and actions speak for yourself.

BTW why dont you enable anonymous would enable non blogger users to comment too.

This is blogger id is something i no longer blog on

Mukta said...

The poem is excellent! But sometimes, you learn get older and forget.

scott lakes said...

Rushdie is what caught my eye... What does takaloof mean? Is it Urdu, from the Arabic? Hindi? I saw this word mentioned in Midnight's Children. See my Herbal Remedy blog, if it occurs to you that that self-realized equinox of the minds is me in the report of the exudation of Krishnamurti's writing, "finding things together, as we approach this jumping off point of the fragmented mind." words Peace