Love in the times of Cholera!

Perhaps I am able to recall the facts correctly. I have not read this novel but perchance remember (probably correctly) seeing it being read by Kate Beckinsale in the flick 'Serendipity'. I know not what it means. But the movie seemed to be pretty romantic, albeit tragic in the end. John Cussac dies a very different kind of end. It seemed to be an end that one can only fantasise of in true love, with dreams as rich as stars broken by the vulgar realities.
The first million in terms of money is very lucrative and indeed it should be. But what do we say about a life full of millions of desires besides that of accumation of power and pelf? Indeed, we are sometimes left with a dry life because with the onset of maturity, hedonism apart, desires are not as livid as they are in the reckless youth. With urbanisation spreading its tentacles almost everywhere, the greying of youth happens much earlier.
The pleasures of youth can be felt only in our heydays and we do not rue the loss because life offers an alternative to it- ambition.
Become the best rat in the race because ultimately rat is the winner. And who cares about the loser. Justifiably so.
However, the heart still meanders sometimes and fantasises of a dream land where fairies abound and angels make love with them.
it dreams of a land where a breath of fresh air is the ambrosia and one is intoxicated with life(too bad for the tipplers!).
The dreams sometimes create a hallucination about an Elysian where people are full of smiles and genuinely hug each other at their achievements; a place that is free of any ego trip because harbouring an ego requires lot of dissipation of one's nervous energy. Who has the time for it when the prime mover is love? Yeah, someone rightly said that loving is the most difficult thing to do in life and almost all of us are escapists and shun doing that. The heart is not dry and the body not a zombie. The greatest wish of life can be that let this life have a complete life. We are not content with anything less.

Lessons of Life

taught by a very respected teacher:


Lessons of Life...






I feared being alone
until I learned to like
myself.

I feared failure
until I realized that I only
fail when I don't try.

I feared unhappiness
until I realized
that I had to try
in order to be happy
myself.


I feared people's opinions
until I learned that
people would have opinions
about me anyway.


I feared rejection
until I learned to
have faith in myself.


I feared pain
until I learned that
it's necessary
for growth.

I feared the truth
until I saw the
ugliness in lies.


I feared life
until I experienced
its beauty.


I feared death
until I realized that it's
not an end, but a beginning.



I feared my destiny,
until I realized that
I had the power to change
my life.



I feared hate
until I saw that it
was nothing more than
ignorance.



I feared love
until it touched my heart,
making the darkness fade
into endless sunny days.


I feared ridicule

until I learned how
to laugh at myself.


I feared growing old
until I realized that
I gained wisdom every day.



I feared the future
until I realized that
life just kept getting
better.



I feared the past
until I realized that
it could no longer hurt me



I feared the dark
until I saw the beauty
of the stars.



I feared the light
until I learned that the
truth would give me
strength.



I feared change,
until I saw that
even the most beautiful butterfly
had to undergo a metamorphosis
before it could fly.

Arthur Ashe on Aids

got it on a mail:

ONE PARAGRAPH THAT EXPLAINS LIFE!

Arthur Ashe, the legendary Wimbledon player was dying of AIDS which he got
due to infected blood he received during a heart surgery in 1983. From
world over, he received letters from his fans, one of which conveyed: "Why
does GOD have to select you for such a bad disease"?

To this Arthur Ashe replied: The world over -- 5 crore children start
playing tennis, 50 lakhs learn to play tennis, 5 lakhs learn professional
tennis, 50,000 come to the circuit, 5000 reach the grand slam, 50 reach
Wimbledon, 4 to semi final, 2 to the finals, When I was holding a cup I
never asked GOD "Why me?". And today in pain I should not be asking GOD
"Why me?"

Happiness keeps u Sweet, Trials keep u Strong, Sorrow keeps u Human,
Failure Keeps u Humble and Success keeps u glowing, but only Faith Keeps u
Going.....

what is the confusion?

I think of renouncing but end up not doing so becz of the fear of the unforeseen and partly also because of the awareness that to renounce I must achieve something.
Another day, no value addition and packing bag from the office with zero contribution...
Therein lies the confusion. What do I want?
I suppz that I have found a medium where I can share my confusions...
There are many...
Getting late for the cab...
Will try to post as many as possible...