Cracks me up.

When you create things, there is an incredible amount of energy and flow which you witness. Sometimes I find myself wonder where all that knowledge came from. People always consider me stupid. It’s probably the faces i make or the endless jokes I crack for no reason. I like to be funny because I like to laugh. And it makes me happy to know that people are laughing because of me. 

I have always wondered if people were laughing at me or because of me. I still don’t know for sure. I think people like my jokes but they don’t realize that they are laughing because they understood something I cracked. I think people are slow but my trainer and my coworkers believe that I am slow. 

It is true. Sometimes I am so involved with myself that I take more time than others to understand things. But if you think about It, everybody takes time to understand things depending upon their interest. But people always point at others mistakes. Like I just did. Again, if you think about it, what a funny world. I find happiness when I laugh at the serious aspects of life. It makes the whole world light. It makes it easier to accept life when you choose to be funny. 

So the real question is should I be ashamed of myself because I am funny? Or should I be proud? Because those are the only two ways I know to be. People learn things. Learning never stops till the end of time because inside each and every one of us there is a voice. And this voice is constantly asking us what to do. Should we be happy? Or sad? Or funny? Or smart? Should we laugh or smile or cry? Should we be envious or kind? What should I be? What should I do? This voice can never be silenced. It’s hungry and beautiful. 
So I say i must accept it. I must accept the fact that i am funny. I also think I must make use of my funny nature or thoughts but in a respectable way. But that’s only my first idea. There are plenty more ideas to choose from. I think I should accept that I am funny and be serious about it. I should not laugh at myself because I am my first critic. And if I don’t love myself nobody else will. 

I was out yesterday meeting some people and I felt respected when they told me that it’s very bold of me to be writing this blog. I feel that I am headed in a direction that’s going to be pretty good. 

Good morning. Have a nice day. 



There is so much pain in the heart which the mind does not know.

It was just another regular morning and I was coming back home, from work, the body and mind was tired and i just wanted to reach home fast and crash on my bed. But there was music playing inside my cab and I had laid my eyes on the rustic morning view outside. As the songs went on to describe how much the hero was in love with the heroine, i started to think about my own stories of love and hate. Soon there was so much depression in my mind and I couldn’t help but feel lonely and cry. I had realised how love was a promise we made to each other and how he could leave me and find someone else to share the same feelings with. To think of it, I find it silly, but it wasn’t less than a week when I could recover from that depression I had fallen into.

Sometimes I think of life as a rough course made for running, and while you are at it you climb barriers or fall into pits. The time it takes to move on from each task is enormous. As time passes by, these tasks seem to take more time than ever. But it’s this knowledge of knowing that life is just a run, which keeps me going happily. No matter how many times I fall, I always wake up with that silly smile on my face which I don’t relate with.

So, after a week I told myself that it’s only in movies that men can fall madly in love with women. But I was wrong, if men could only fall in love with women in movies, then why was the whole world married? I think there is so much peace a man attains when he marries a woman he loves and I think it brings him greater peace to do it everyday. Love is magical when it’s shared, everyday, every minute, even for a time as long as the rest of your life. I¬†appreciate love, but it’s so easy for me to take it for granted and no one should be allowed to take love for granted.

I wish I had more peace than I am at now. I wanted friends because I had none at one point and this desire had made me somewhat loose. Now I have found some friends whom I love and respect and some whom I hate. It sounds really silly to me but there is nothing else in life than love and hate. You have got to be really careful to see through the thick and thin to realise this. There is nothing more in this world than love, like and hate. After all we are humans and we are designed to emote and understand. So somewhat loose means that I have fallen out of my own barriers and doors of limit to talk. I have spoken too much than required. I am feeling embarrassed. I have failed to understand the opposite side. Some people are not worth loving.

We are all selfish and that’s okay, because our hearts can still melt at the sight of pain. But being selfish and blind is the worst way to be and some people I know are selfish and blind. I can’t help but hate them. Which I know is wrong, I should not hate them, I should just distance myself from them. It’s easier to do that than to hate. Great minds talk about ideas, silly minds about people, and small minds about events. I realise that this person I hate/want to distance myself from is probably just a reflection of myself. It is possible that I am selfish and blind when it comes to the people I love. Everybody and everything else becomes a big blur. May be this is an opportunity for me to realize that there is a lot more going on out there which I don’t see or don’t understand. May be its time for me to focus on different things.