Saturday, November 22, 2008

Prelude to Procrastination.

Things that need to be spoken about/ written about later..And then, maybe not.

1. When i met a friend last week in Delhi, he said, "So, you guys have been murdering Christians? How did you guys become an intolerant lot?" Perspectives can be so different. Everyone saw the volcano erupt, some felt the turbulence beneath and the people who were in midst of things are still burning beneath the surface, like they have been for the last 60 years..

2. Where is that elusive God? does s/he really exist? I'm tired of looking for solutions and i don't know when i'll leave it all to go into my Atlantis..I'm overworked but still haven't given up that dope called hope..But something tells me, it will be time soon.. Time for what , i do not know. And no, this isn't rant.

3. Does coming into Social Work ( Developmental Work is what i call it but just to keep up that facade) mean that you are unprofessional? Does it give everyone a right to question your integrity and hold you guilty for felonies you had no hand in? Does it mean you can be underpaid, in fact lesser than daily wages, give yourself to your work 24X 7 just because you decided this was the profession you would undertake? Do people actually believe that everyone who starts working in this sector has to be a volunteer?

4. When will the time come when the modern day gods (the planners, implementers,executors -Government in short) realise that relief work forever for people will not make them developed. Beggary is not a way to philanthropy. When will they realise that Rs 2/ - rice for BPL families is not filling their stomachs and giving them better lives, it's only making them lazy, unproductive and in the end , poorer than they already were..

5. How many times have you looked at an able bodied beggar and given alms to her/him? Has it ever made you feel good about it? No? ask yourself why..

6. How long will we keep accepting corruption as a part of our lives, everywhere we go..More on that , later..

7. One of my Dad's friends, who incedentally has also gone on to become one of my best friends asked me why i was not getting married soon. He said , the attractive, independent, intelligent woman that i was there should be a zillion crazy-about-me guys chasing me.. i told him, they do, but i'm still to meet a guy who i want to chase..He said , " That means you want to do a "chasing-each-other-around-the-trees " number? " Had never thought about it that way, but it does explain , in a wierd kinda way what i want my relationship to be.. On equal levels, going through the same rough and smooth patches, with similar perspectives and so crazy about each other that we do end up chasing each other..Just hope that we finally get into each other's arms at some point of time.. i tend to get easily tired..

later then..when i get into the details..Work beckons..Whatever that will be today...

Friday, November 21, 2008

Unspoken..

A life forgotton
another remembered
of silence and words
Unspoken ,unuttered
of looks shaded
of touches personal
of moments stolen
from time that was never ours

The pain is eternal
But so is the love.

The Lull...

A storm has been brewing up inside me.

I just do not know where to find the vent and how. Last night a friend called to say that i have been very out of touch.. I probably have been. No. No probably(s) " about it. I have been. Full stop.

It isn't because i have been quiet. On the contrary, life's become more hectic if that was possible.

There is so much to write about. Next few days i am going to take out time and right about those things i have been meaning to.

Apologies to all mailers i haven't replied. Apologies to the unanswered text messages and calls.

It shall suffice to say, have been really caught up and not in the right frame of mind when i did have the time.

See you all around.

Hugs