Pity Project

Here is a fun concept that i recently was made aware by one of my ' socially ' happening friend. Our conversations might seem bereft of any lucidity to a third person sitting there, but makes complete sense to us.We have passionate discussions involving philosophies to clearly stupid ones like speculating to where the dog might end up pooping. But nevertheless, they are interesting.
The topic wasn't really centered around a potent issue but basically about the kind off guys girls usually date. Though in a way, over a period of time i have come to believe that girls usually tend to let their vivid imagination run off to extreme levels where they not only dream about their perfect match, but also have worked out their marriage details. What guys might perceive as absolutely stupid and waste of time is something that the girls like dwelling in.
So my friend put forth the idea of ' pity project' and is sounded a little fancy. As he dug into the details of the same, i had that moment where i suddenly swelled up all overwhelmed because that moment was the moment i realized that my friend had given words to the exact same thoughts which i had had.
Have you ever seen a girl who might be super smart, talented and very sweet but at the same time stuck up with a no-life individual, whose sole agenda in life seems to be ' why should i be the only one to go down to hell'. That guy is none other than that girl's 'Pity Project'. Yes, you heard that right. Consider life to be a horse racing competition. You are one of the competent horses who through those blinders only sees the finish line, while there stands a horse at the back who is completely oblivious to his own very existence or is too afraid to compete. Now throw the girls into the picture. The girls sees that particular horse in a very different manner. She not only sympathizes, but rather feels that it is an obligation on her part to help him. She loves the underachievers. Over a period of time, the guy will become too clingy ,for male psychology is interesting too. He sees that out of nowhere, a girl as beautiful as her has come into his life. He lets himself be led into a false illusion of love and tries to become overbearing and domineering in their pseudo relationship, for the girls is too sympathetic to actually show the guy his place. Moreover, relationships should ideally involve parity among st both individuals, the day that ceases to exist, love ceases to exist.

Lastly, i don't mean to generalize, but the concept of pity project is applicable to a lot of individuals.

The Angel

In the incandescent light

With a blossoming smile.

stood an angel so white

enough to enchant and beguile;

Serene and exuberant was her persona

She seemed like the incarnation of Goddess Pomona.

Melted were the hearts that saw

brimmed with despair and awe;

A red shawl lay abreast

a white lily adorned her hair.

she had eyes like Cleopatra

and curves which befitted her;

She was like a dream so vivid

just like an impressioned  Monet. 

a mortal humanoid so refine

for she was pure as wine;

Hope

Well its a term long known but least understood, the weight of which many souls fail to calibrate upon during the course of their mortal lives. Its a state of mind which might take you to places you could never imagine being at, a force which will drive you and your soul to tread that impossible path to glory. Many a times hope is all we need to survive dire situations.
It's amazing to how much our thinking, our perception about life can change what happens to us. Whenever there comes a situation where you find yourself choked upon painful memories, dwelling in that unhappiness gets you nothing, whereas just a mindful thought of a positive outlook towards the future, can change the very dynamics of the lives we lead. The main idea is the resolve to take initiative and the acknowledgment that for what happens to us is clearly our responsibility. Maybe when things don't go the way they were supposed to go, you might find yourself to be a distraught creature with a fickle mind and dwell in absolute absurdity. But remember, in the end the ones at loss are no one but us. This is the truth of life and no mind boggling science or psychology can deny it.
Journey of life is marred by difficulties.These are like a path of lit coal, where you feet burn as you walk. Either you can keep walking towards the future, and the pain will lessen for you might just make it to the end of that coal path or you can just stand and watch yourself perish. The more we walk through them, the more our feet get used to them.
Hope is an idea which is built upon a positive outlook. We may succeed or we may fail, but at least we lived through it and didn't dwell in despair. So be happy and have hope for we have one life to live, better make it worthwhile

Strangeness in the eyes

Have you ever seen a pair of beautiful eyes staring at you?

If you have, did you like stare back.

Now in my honest opinion, i would stare back at them not to reciprocate upon this moment of social awkwardness, but just for the heck of it. If they can creep me out, then why can't i creep them out.

Indulge in social awkwardness, trust me it's fun.

A few days back, i was at this passport office waiting it out like all the others for my turn. For a moment , things got so boring and dull, that the only thing moving seemed to be the hands of the clock. The TV at public place doesn't do much justice for you have some daily soap running in mute, with the only momentary buzzing noise from the office counter to call out to the next in line. Maybe out of boredom you might want to take a glimpse at that 'saas bahu' show too, and then you might find your brain starting to work in funny ways by intriguing you so much as to figure out what the Goth lady and the 'Satisavitri ' are talking about in that intense moment when the same scene is flashed multiple times. Then you have this sudden recollection of those childhood memories, where you were subjected to such cruelty when your Mom snatched the remote away to deprive you of your cartoon hours to watch these shows. I swear to God, the moment when those scenes flashed, i could just imagine to what the background music must have been like. Don't judge me, i was made to watch all this.

Anyways, that is excessive buildup to the story. So like i said i was very bored and didn't care much for the TV, i did a little random checking out. I don't go about scanning people but then i do look around. As i was busy doing that, my eye caught the eye of a very pretty girl. obviously, she looked away. I a little slow on reactions, so i did look for a while before i was able to convince my brain that the heart is not appreciative of what it is making me look like in front of the girl. I did find her looking at me on and off, and she would look away every time. I had nothing to do, so i thought that why not just strike a conversation. By the way, when i was thinking about what to do next, i think inevitably, i  might have been staring at this person. I was zoned out. Before  could do anything, i saw another person next to me. She was pretty herself and in ideal terms, she was way hotter. But then, i thought that the game between me and the earlier one was going pretty well, so why not carry that on. As luck could have it, some really old lady came in the view of me and the first person. I think i went through a mental analysis where i ran the scenario through my mind, and asked myself which one it should finally be. The hotter one standing close to me was the name resounding in my mind. She smiled at me and there ensued a little conversation. Not that i was too jumpy or ecstatic about this, it did feel nice.

But then, me and my luck, the goth of the office bellowed my name i went across to fulfill the documentation requirements. By the time , i was back , both the angels were gone.  I think that was  God's way of saying, DIE FICKLE BASTARD.DIE!!!

Morose Lovers

Alright!! Here i am again in that phase, fettering between ill thought of love and lust. Thinking to what the hell happened to my life. It was as if I  was cast away to another world, and now when i am back, everything that was once 'usual' stuff seems to unusual. Settling down back to my supposed yet sullen life isn't the ideal definition of a good life.
 When people ask you to head out and experience life, i don't think they necessarily mean that you should screw it over and become this 'cry-out loud' tag along burden of a friend/relative. They just mean you should risk into venturing out into newer yet fruitful avenues. I guess that part was probably implied, or rather hazed out of my mind, for my prudent thoughts which usually stop me from taking up anything crazy didn't really respond to this stupendous stimuli of seed of love.
Well, I will just give you a brief insight into my 'love life' which has me behave like a cranky kid whose only solace in life is to watch 'friends' and wait for a day when you have a life like them. Honestly, thats highly improbable, but still one can resort to flattering oneself in such dire situations in life. So basically there was this beautiful creature who came into my life like a jasmine whose radiant energy and fragrance filled me up with happiness. that surreal beauty so staggering that reality started seeming like a dream. This human communion is not something that maybe deemed as a fixated blip on the timeline of one's life. It can never be planned, for its beauty lies in its unpredictability. These creatures with their tender soft body embrace you and make you feel loved, make you love life more than ever. But, here's a catch, in the modern context, along with all the lovy-dovy mushy stuff comes a lot of texting, talking over the phone and listening to 'intriguing and engaging' topics you would usually pass off. But then, it all comes to you, so does the emotional baggage.
I don't want to sound like a sore lover, but all this is the sad truth of relationships. The right person can take you places, make you grow in life and reach places you could never imagine reaching. But, should you end up with the wrong kind, they make you dig your grave, give up on the very ideals of your life, the morals that you stood by at a point of time in your life, only to end up looking like a hypocrite in the society with a blatant disregard for friends and family.
Well, so liberate yourself of such shackles in life and try not to get ensnared into such vile stupendous bonds again. There maybe someone out there waiting for you. I'm not insinuating that like a tree in it's pristine form, you should also live your life stuck to same grounds in life. Do go out and live life, but don't lose your mind while you are at it.