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Both love and life give more pain than pleasure, more woe than happiness, more tears than smiles.
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Vivake Pathak
26 July 2009 @ 07:21 am
I have never seen such a severe drought in my life. I feel as if this is the only drought I have witnessed. Here in Delhi, till now, the rainfall has been just ten percent what it used to be.
09 July 2009 @ 09:18 pm
The first two of these questions have been troubling me from a long time now and the last two came up recently as a result of a news:
1. By any means, by any chance, can there be any trace of reality outside the Internet also?
2. There is a big wall clock four feet above the monitor of my computer. If I move the mouse cursor to the tip of the minute arm of the clock and press the left button of the mouse, will time stop?
3. In their mission of implementation of the teachings of the ancient, holy Quran, Shariya, and Hadith and for accelerating the Islamisation of the world, Talibans in the holy land of Pakistan are now recruiting small kids to turn them into terrorists and to use them as suicide bombers. Don't they know that child labor and child abuse are prohibited these days?
4. How did you feel when you killed a human being for the first time?
11 May 2009 @ 07:02 pm
Is all the pain of life worth suffering for a moment of its beauty, for a glimpse of its wonder?
03 April 2009 @ 03:54 pm
Sometimes conversations take interesting and memorable turns. I was with the family of my maternal aunt on this Holi. This is a snap of my conversation with my cousin brother Pratyush, who is about half of my age:
I: Life is a thirst, life is love, life is a song, life is a game, life is a gamble, life is a struggle, life is a race, life is a battle...
Pratyush: Brother, it seems life is everything except life itself.
I: Life is a thirst, life is love, life is a song, life is a game, life is a gamble, life is a struggle, life is a race, life is a battle...
Pratyush: Brother, it seems life is everything except life itself.
18 March 2009 @ 07:59 pm
Only few friendships last for lifetime. So whenever you decide to leave, just drop a note to let me know so that I can wish you luck and say goodbye.
09 November 2008 @ 07:17 pm
In the lap of a mighty mountain range, there is a lake surrounded by snow-capped peaks. Some streams flow into it, and one flows out of it. At a high altitude, away from the polluting humanity, the water of the lake is very fresh, clean, and cool; and it flows so gently that it does not disturb the divine peace of the valley. When a drop of water slips into the lake from the edge of a leaf of a cedar tree, it breaks the silence and the ripples it creates travel a long way towards the other edges of the lake. The lake also maintains some fish and plant life in it. The water is so clear that you can see the bottom of the lake and all the life it sustains—you can look into the eyes of the fish when it talks to you, and you can talk to the plants when they look at you. I wish my heart, my mind, to be as chaste, alive, and serene as is the water of this lake.
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calm30 September 2007 @ 11:25 pm
It rained for a couple of days till yesterday. The trees, the sky, the streets—everything is clean and clear. Birds, squirrels, humans—all seem cheerful. Exhausting summer has finally been washed away by these last showers of rain, and orthodox winter is strapping its pads. Sun rays are lukewarm and the wind is mild. It is neither too hot nor too cold. This is the most pleasant season of the year; but like sunrise, sunset, full moon, and many other beautiful things, autumn too is short-lived.