Melancholy..

Greetings,

Being perpetually happy is the best way to live life. But, when sadness is nurtured, life is just a medium. A portal. A link between an unknown origin and an inevitable death. A random route, which when travelled on, reveals fascinating sceneries.

To sustain sadness one needs to understand the reason or reasons for doing so. The loss of a loved one, the belief that premature death is imminent, the sheer loneliness of living a relationshipless life, the breakdown of all will to achieve anything except the desire to never experience bliss and a multitude of other causes will force one to seek a melancholic life.

Fostering blues is not everyone's cup of tea. Like most elegant creations, it is an art by itself.
Tending a broken heart is very noble as well as an excruciating examination of gauging one's emotional intelligence. Appearing distressed forever or seeking sympathy wouldnt be an act of a mature melancholic mind. It would just be an expression of seeking attention.

A pebble is enough to shatter glass. But even the most expensive length of exquisite thread which has been inserted into the eye of a needle most fine, cannot mend a wounded organ of love. But the organ will still keep beating as the sadness which was born during its lynching will transform into a seeking soul. A soul which seeks peace only in symphony with sullenness.

A short and random post

Greetings,

I am posting utter nonsense tonight. If you are interested in reading it then please go ahead!

I am the King of Khambhoj and I want to marry the Queen of Sparta,
but she loves Arjuna of Hastinapura and desires to be his eternal companion.
So I decide to indulge myself in one of my European slave called Martha,
but she is very annoyed at my demeanour and forces me to peel an onion.

But then and there I decide that I am not accepting defeat so easily,
and therefore I decide to kidnap the woman of my dreams.
But then fate has her habit of adding to the misery,
and thus my army rebels against me and affording a collection of a thousand men is way beyond my earthly means!

Then Martha inveigles me to make love to her seductive self,
and that is when I wonder who is bigger: the dwarf or the elf!?
I manage to switch on my gramaphone which plays a hundred songs,
but none so sweet as Elvis's Love Me Tender!

Yawwnnnnnn........goodnite! ;)

Running out of the retrospecting realm

Have I lost IT!? Have I lost my enthusiasm?! Have I lost my zeal, my zest to live a wonderful life?! Have I begun doubting my abilities as a leader, as an innovator, as a thinker, as someone who can win against any odds posed by the machiavellian elements of an unsuspecting future?

These questions have been plaguing my harangued mind since the last debacle that frustrated my sense of purpose and forced my to contemplate hard about my prospects. I felt more than just pinched when I realized that I was going to be one those rats who would be left behind in yet another random rat race that had insecured little rodents behaving in a way which would make Scooby Doo seem the emperor of all courageous souls there ever have been! But then, everyone of us who retrospects a lot keeps worrying about the forebordings of an alluring yet anonymous future. But then, I have also realised that I am not a rat. By no means am I being disrespectful to those industrial little critters, but since when has a homo sapien started feeling like a rodent?

Yes, I do have my set of ambitions for my self, my family, my love and my fellow men ( and women! ;) ), but I will not let them intimidate my individualism just because of a random roadblock. But at the same time I shall not back out from an engaging combat.
I know I have never lived up to my potential. I know I have lost certain crucial matches of my short yet continuing life. But then, excellence is not a trait. It is achieved by habit. And the habit stays when u start winning. You start winning when you keep trying and you commence trying when you desire your wants.

So let me not procrastinate and begin by wanting. Wanting to live a full life. Wanting to love my sweetheart even more. Wanting to achieve improbable targets! And yes, probably one day, I would also want to stop wanting!!


Try I must and try I will and I shall keep trying till I can!
- Sham (the one with a million dollar smile ;) )