The Good Old Days

...when i used to play gallery with friends under the mango tree in front of my house. When i used to spend hours gazing at stars during powercuts in summers. The night walks with my buddy discussing everything and anything under the sun. Playing cricket from 4PM to 8PM. Non stop. Cycling beyond the limits precribed by parents. Eating 5 chewing gums at a time. And later sticking it on teachers desk. Bringing dead cockroaches to class and scaring girls and teachers. Begging for that one extra mark to pass mathematics. Writing songs on school desks. Waiting at bus station with friends and eating others ice creams. Playing trump cards with friends sitting on my good ol fiat. Sending entries to suprehit muqabla. Watching jungle book on sundays. Eating hot pakodas prepared my mom on rainy days. Watering plants in the kitchen garden and getting wet in the process. Lying in the sun on winter days trying to study and falling asleep. Playing holi with mud and celebrating diwali for hours...

The good old days. :)

...but i am human!

..but i am just a human.The most common and self depriciating excuse. It is amusing to see people shamelessly commit a wrong and then try to convince themselves by saying "i am just a human and humans make mistakes".

If one has the capability to realise that what he did/is doing is wrong then he might as well take steps to correct the mistake. Blaming it on "human nature" and trying to escape from it does no good to anyone. Most importantly one loses out on a chance to improve oneself even after realising a mistake.

Yes humans do make mistakes. Agreed that none of us are perfect. But mistakes should be such that we did not realise the wrong while committing it. Ignoring the inner voice at the time of action and later blaming it on "human nature" is a disgrace.

Only those mistakes should be forgiven which were committed without knowledge of the wrong being committed. Any other mistake is not a mistake at all, it is a deliberate act done by a person, safely ignoring his inner voice.

Back to Normal. Almost.

After a long time I feel at peace with myself. I feel like living for the moment, living for myself. Pondering over what went by seems a waste and i am glad that now the hurt has finally turned into anger. Ideally i shouldn't have taken so long to get back to normal but i think whatever time it took, it taught me a lot of lessons. I feel that i have a better thought process than what i had 2 months back. I am more clear about who i am & what i'm doing. Feels good. :) Now i have to figure out exactly where am i headed.

Discussing People

It is very easy to fall in the trap of discussing people. Talking at length about the shortcomings in behavior of the people around us. Overanalyzing and criticizing the actions and motivations of friends and aquintances. But how do these elaborate "bitching" sessions help anyone. One, you end up talking negative and spoiling your mood. Two, you tend to be judgemental and jump to conclusions based of the limited and recent interactions. Three, you influence or atleast try to infuence other persons thought with your potentially biased opinions. Now how pathetic is that?

If i have something against a persons behavior/actions, i should talk about it only to the concerned person. At most with a very few people to get perspective on the matter. But talking about it to every person i meet is stooping low.

I think praise should flow freely but criticism should be restricted. We should learn to keep our opinions to self and let people make their own judgements.