A Philosopher's ease

I marvel how Nature could ever find space
For so many strange contrasts in one human face:
There's thought and no thought, and there's paleness and bloom
And bustle and sluggishness, pleasure and gloom.

There's weakness, and strength both redundant and vain;
Such strength as, if ever affliction and pain
Could pierce through a temper that's soft to disease,
Would be rational peace--a philosopher's ease

There's indifference, alike when he fails or succeeds,
And attention full ten times as much as there needs;
Pride where there's no envy, there's so much of joy;
And mildness, and spirit both forward and coy.

There's freedom, and sometimes a diffident stare
Of shame scarcely seeming to know that she's there,
There's virtue, the title it surely may claim,
Yet wants heaven knows what to be worthy the name.

This picture from nature may seem to depart,
Yet the Man would at once run away with your heart;
And I for five centuries right gladly would be
Such an odd such a kind happy creature as he.

The vague..the abstract

O Reader! had you in your mind
Such stores as silent thought can bring,
O gentle Reader! you would find
A tale in everything.


A zillion thoughts within the constrained space of my mind. I think I am going insane.

(The brighter side..I have realised why blogs were created in the first place.Have never been this appreciative of them before.I just took time to reach this juncture, I suppose.)

I re-read my past blogs. Its all so abstract..its vague.Am not sure if I have compatriots on this front too.. But I have reached my verdict..


I like the 'vague'.. I like the 'abstract'!!

No pity plzz!!

Well yeah. I am weird. So?? There is some glitch in the way my brain was hardwired. I seem to hate it when people do the consolation act and say "It will be alright", " Things will be ok "..blah blah and blah.I am not being cynical.I am just being honest.Isn't it excruciatingly painful to hear those words and even worse, that look of pity!!!Goddddd

My friend asks me, "Err...What do you expect people to tell you then? Normal human reaction would be to say "It will be alright", " Things will be ok "..blah blah and blah..You are being unreasonable"

The above..Truth unadulterated again.But, remember.I am weird. I can't take pity.

Somtimes silence means so much more than words.

9 to 6.45..five days a week.

I have never been able to decide wht i like better. Work or no work?? No..I am not a workaholic..I am not a chronic cribber either.But then,I hate it wen I have to sit idle the whole day and clock in 9 hrs just bcoz of company policies. Well, company policies were sure made for a reason (arent they all made for some reason!! and to top it up, there are always people clocking wen u came in and wen u left the office right to the millisecond. How does it even matter to them? I dunno..Probably they are adding spice to their 'busy' day this way.

When I ask myself, wht would I do, if I dint have to clock in those wrteched hrs everyday.Just stay around till I have work. And then call it a day when there is no work to do, and not even the anticipation ( or hope if I cud call it tht) that work is on the way.Well, to start with..
A book to read is certainly the first option
Taking up long forgotten hobbies ( which the 9 to 6.45 schedule helped in burying too)
I am sure I can come up with more like this.

But yeah. I guesss, to summarise it all.It would just be the feeling that people respect my time. And moreover I respect it and have the freedom to decide wht i want to do with every moment of it.
As usual, it all comes down to be in control of your own life, doesnt it!!