Remembrance in times of disillusionment, and misunderstanding and idiocity

Hey O,

This is just to let me remember for the reality that nothings different except my perspective that gives me importance thats there and feels down when i am down. But what the hell, the world is f***ing every tree out there. Tree - the living being that just keeps on giving and takes nothing and is vulnerable and can't defend itself. But thats the destiny. One is anyway of useless worth. You protect and sustain yourself at what cost? What actions happen for the better are an addition, otherwise whats the point. Not following idealism, just letting be. Something ending, something beginning, its just happening. Its not a matter whats happening to yer end,, the doesn't make or break anything. Not even you. Coz you don't have control. Its happening. Let it. The only thing to know is - it all happens in spite of you. Your sense of control, if its unfortunately there, is in your own mind. Its never about you. Its all about what's happening. Its God's magic. If he pampers you - its like that, not that you got consequence, and if he squelches you - its like that, you got no consequence whatsoever, and thats how it is, so its the truth. Well but where's the positivity that was there,

Well its not there!! or its there, Same like if nobody's there. its never in your power is it. So stop thinking about it.  Nothing's there. And thats closer to truth right. And you don't have control. Any which way dude. You are smart only if you know this. Time moves and makes things happen. Just be the agent. It will happen if it has to happen. See the things moving and you being a part of it, and you realize the God's magic. That's all about it. Else whats of consequence anyway. Just let it happen. Your worries, your aspirations...are a laugh. Let it be and U'll see, they were really a laugh...a loud one at that.

Arziyan

These lines teach a lot really......

"Jo bhi tere darr aaya, jhukne jo sar aaya,
Mastiyaan piye sab ko,jhoomta nazar aaya] -2 times
Pyaas leke aaya tha dariyaa wo bhar laaya,
Noor ki baarish mein bheegta sa tarr aaya,
Noor ki baarish mein ohhoooo,Noor ki baarish mein bheegta sa tarr aaya,"

His is the only safe abode for us and none else. You provide, we just need to come to you. You are the only source of happiness. Who is parched for happiness, is made to dance in the rain of happiness. You are that.

Hooo ek khushbu aati thi,
Hooo ek khushbu aati thi,
Main bhatakta jaata tha,
Reshmi si maaya thi,
Aur main taktaa jaata tha,
Jab teri gali aaya, sach tabhi nazar aaya – 2 times
Mujh mein hi woh khushbu thi,
Jisse tune milwaya,


Getting attracted to the lot of side attractions. Looking for beauty, peace and happiness in there. but it was in me only, YOU just made me realize it.


Toot ke bikharna mujhko zarur aata hai,
Hoooo toot ke bikharna mujhko zarur aata hai,
Warna ibaadat wala shahur aata hai,
Sajde mein rehne do, ab kahin naa jaunga,
Sajde mein rehne do, ab kahin naa jaunga,
Ab jo tumne thukraya to sawar naa paaunga,


I am just a freaking sneaking little shit. I can sob, cry, and am sick, helpless, shit without you. Please always let me remember you and be by your side, nothing else should matter.....


Sar utha ke maine to kitni khwahishein ki thi,
Kitne khwab dekhe the, kitni koshishein ki thi,
Jab tu rubaroo aaya, aaaa,
Jab tu rubaroo aaya, nazre naa mila paaya,
Sar jhuka ke ek pal mein, hooo
Sar jhuka ke ek pal mein maine kya nahi paaya,


Please don't let me be proud, of actions I think I am doing. Let me remember that i am just shit, I am just the agent O God! I look at you, and realize the futility of considering myself to be of consequence. Let me be in your grace!!

Non resistance to evil

This is in ref. to Anton Chekov....

Sister: "In Leskov's Story Belonging to the Cathedral there is a queer gardener who sows for the benefit of all - the customers, for beggars, and any who care to steal. Did he behave sensibly?"

Brother: "Theft is immoral. To sow for thieves is to recognize the right of theives to existence. What would you think if I were to establish a newspaper and, dividing it into sections, provide for blackmailing as well as for liberal ideas? Following the example of that gardener, I ought, logically, to provide a section for blackmailers, the intellectual scoundrels? Yes"

Sister:"I don't know, I know nothing about it. You are probably right, but it seems to me, I feel somehow, that there's something false in our resistance to evil, as though there was something concealed or unsaid. God knows, perhaps our methods of resisting evil belong to the category of prejudices which have become so deeply rooted in us, that we are incapable of parting with them, and therefore cannot form a correct judgement of them"

Brother: "How do you mean?"

Sister: "I don't know how to explain to you. Perhaps man is mistaken in thinking that he is obliged to resist evil and has a right to do so, just as he is mistaken in thinking, for instance, that the heart looks like an ace of hearts. It is very possible in resisting evil, we ought not to use force, but to use what is the very opposite of force - if you, for instance, don't want this picture stolen from you, you ought to give it away rather than lock it up."

Got to keep faith.. for your own good

Its a selfish exercise completely. Try to keep faith. Is there a God up there. Don't know that but you need the thought of him being there for sure. Help yourself to as much as you can get. And try to keep it. Its for your own good. Because you get to blame it all on him.

You know that you are not the one. You are being an agent of him. It allows you the freedom to live in an unplanned fashion and still have a healthy stomach. You let life to give you what it has in store because you feel that God will send something good eventually. It helps you from stopping to control any stuff and still be happy about it. By being irresponsible, you are allowing the freedom to come to you, which benefits you immensely. But also making you be good, so that you don't go onto an offshoot and lose the point. Of course, the whole stuff makes you feel its all pointless anyway. You and the world. But even if you make it all pointless, at least you allow for the right stuff. Its not about trying to mess up things since they are eventually pointless. The POINT is it is supposed to be pointless because there are more important stuff to worry about. Your happiness quotient. The honest true one. And that comes from working out any action that drives you towards it. To be honest, you don't have to worry about that either. Because once you let it be guided by HIM, things work themselves out. And the right stuff gives in eventually. Its about welcoming everything with open hands so that you don't become a filter acquiring things that you believe are right for you, and then letting them being a baggage for you. Its for allowing everything in and everything out, so that you are eventually empty and pointless ;). Which you are anyway!!

EGO unavoidable?

Some clashes happen without you the least expecting them. You think you are the right one but the other one thinks the same. Its about taking the initiative. But its also about trusting those in front. By not being able to trust, you let things happen. The whole effort of thought is also an exercise in selfishness for you. Its too much thought process. Wasting effective money and time. What the hell? Let me accept defeat. Then let it be. Its a better world in defeat too. You get to move on. Thats whats needed.

ACCEPT DEFEAT!! AND ACCEPT THE PUNISHMENT!!

When in doubt.....

It happens many a times but each time the feeling appears to be fresh, lending to itself a belief in its uncertain character even though its existence is already in my mind and thoughts to conquer it I have known.

All of it for being ready. But you are thinking in a muddled fashion, and getting affected. So be it. By letting go, you are accepting the changes(that you don't want). And then perhaps you see the changes and their causes. Me think that same could be affecting me, I hope my main thoughts stay accurate and I am able to rectify my mistakes. That's important. This assurance is giving back to me a reminder of the peception making everything clear in the whole context. It reminds me that the past is there to remind you. But past should not hold you down, again your actions matter for tomorrow. Not yesterday. Whatever yours and others' perceptions about you, they don't stay the same. But in the end, howsoever, they may change, realize the littlest impact you are making as an individual, its just that your actions make the most impact. You will eventually reach this same stage, or the best would be a formal thanks. So let your self be. Its all right. If you are making a mistake, try to rectify honestly, and let go, stay cool, enjoy............

COPY CAT....for remembrance

This blog here is just a platform for this exquisite excerpt from a masterpiece...by Mr. Chekhov..had to have it for keeps so am writing here..but am quoting the source so any anti plagiarism agent may not hold me for copyright issues please...I accept I am just the typist. Lets get to the excerpt now of course...this blog's not about me or you..

" I saw a happy man whose cherished dream was so obviously fulfilled, who had attained his object in life, who had gained what he wanted, who was satisfied with his fate and himself. There is always, for some reason, an element of sadness mingled with my thoughts of human happiness, and, on this occasion, at the sight of a happy man I was overcome by an oppressive feeling that was close upon despair. It was particularly oppressive at night. A bed was made up for me in the room next to my brother's bedroom, and I could hear that he was awake, and that he kept getting up and going to the plate of gooseberries and taking one. I reflected how many satisfied, happy people there really are! What a suffocating force it is! You look at life: the insolence and idleness of the strong, the ignorance and brutishness of the weak, incredible poverty all about us, overcrowding, degeneration, drunkenness, hypocrisy, lying... Yet all is calm and stillness in the houses and in the streets; of the fifty thousand living in a town, there is not one who would cry out, who would give vent to his indignation aloud. We see the people going to market for provisions, eating by day, sleeping by night, talking their silly nonsense, getting married, growing old, serenly escorting their dead to the cemetry; but we do not see and we do not hear those who suffer, and what is terrible in life goes on somewhere behind the scenes... Everything is quiet and peaceful, and nothing protests but mute statistics: so many people gone out of the minds, so many gallons of vodka drunk, so many children dead from malnutrition... And this order of things is evidently necessary; evidently the happy man only feels at ease because the unhappy bear their burdens in silence, and without that silence happiness would be impossible. Its a case of general hypnotism. There ought to be behind the door of every happy, contented man some one standing with a hammer continually reminding him with a tap that there are unhappy people; that however happy he may be, life will show him her laws sooner or later trouble will come for him - disease, poverty, losses, and no one will see or hear, just as now he neither sees or hears others. But there is no man with a hammer; the happy man lives at his ease, and trivial daily cares faintly agitate him like the wind in the aspen-tree - and all goes well...