The So Called Elite class

Seems my blog is on a roll again.. Feels good to see it alive. :)

K… The “ELITE” class. Its not the monetary status or caste I would be discussing here. The class I’m referring to is the psychological standard. This sect consists of people who enjoy being in public and have high EQ. Basically outspoken and confident, these are people with good reasoning capacity. They always have these questions – What, Why, When, Where, Who, How. And would strive to find answers. They are not pampered by what usually worries normal people. They just say, “Take it easy” or “Forget it. You don have to worry too much about that”. Hate being emotional and love to enjoy. Good decision makers, well behaved and empathetic. They find it pretty easy to comfort others. I love this quality of theirs – If they do not know, they admit. They do not pretend to know everything. The best part is : They know that their life has a purpose. They know what they are doing in life. Can define what they want to do and how to have it done. It is for this reason that they cant take failures easily often, as efforts are very calculated. On the darker side, they always say : I am right!!

Despite so many good qualities, why is it “So Called”? This is where the real question is. The so called elite class consists of people who think they belong to the elite category. These people manipulate their qualities to match with the elite class. They tend to stick to their cultural values and think like the elite. They have the ability to reason but most of the time its partial. Most of the time they boast of their mind set and ask, “Why are people so bad?” Lol.. This is the funniest part. This is what happens when you know one half of a story. Speak a lot of philosophy but actually do nothing. Most hazardous division for the nation.

Classifying people on the basis of their participation for national development :

Sleeping sect : People who are really sleeping
Pretending to be asleep : People who have capacity but do not want to contribute
Awake and contributing : Goes without saying, the elite class

So where does the so called elite class fall? You know it, if you could really get my description about them. Anyways these are “PRETENDING TO BE AWAKE” category!!!

So people.. If you know that you are pretending to be awake, better go to sleep. What do I chose? Sleep or be really awake??

Getting Disconnected

Each day is a promise of new hope. A hope that everything will be fine today. Everything that has been messy will be set right. The hope wins and the soul is nourished by a “feel good” coat, if a few things are sorted out. And if efforts fail, the soul is no weak freak. It prepares a cradle for the new hope to be born. Sometimes it happens that the soul gets drained of preparing the cradle incessantly, with no creditable gap. You feel weak. A haunting agony. Nothing seems better. You want to quit from everything.

It is at this point of time that your soul needs your conscious aid. The soul is too disturbed to help itself. You know of the best method to help yourself? Well... I don know either. But I found this one pretty helpful – getting disconnected. This methodology is a preferable one, if its people who are giving you the trouble. People ignoring you, people who are hypocritical, people misunderstanding you. Disconnect………. Disconnect from everyone around you mentally. Let your mind constantly read the quote – “I don’t care what you do. I don’t mind about you. I wish to stay away. Alone.” You tell your mind not to bother if you get a call or a mail or a message from people. You teach your mind to pretend as if you never knew persons or even were acquainted. You let yourself be alone. You train your mind not to let a thought related to people hover around. Its just you and your work. Blocked out.

But this cannot pursue for long. This is to make yourself feel better, to nurture your destabilized soul. A brief period of silence by disconnecting from the troubles (people). You start feeling better gradually. Your soul learns how to keep protected. The period helps you to perceive the world with new thoughts. The path to your goal becomes more clear. When you are settled, the enriched soul establishes a good relationship with everyone. A resurrection, which you are sentient of, but unknown to outer world. Its another new beginning. The soul preparing for the cradles.

What your smile could do

“Oh man…… She smiles beautifully”

This is one of the most common phrases of one among a gang of boys, who stand in the corridors, espying girls, passing comments, enjoying their college life. This happens on day one. The boy keeps waiting for the same girl so that she would flash her smile again and he would get a glimpse of it, on day 2. This becomes a habit and it’s a part of his routine. One day he finds her with a dreary face and his mood goes gloomy. He wouldn be happy the whole day and the reason behind this remains as a poser.


I’m not narrating a love story here. Neither am I telling you how beautifully a girl can smile. I’m speaking about your own gorgeous smile and how it can transpire the world around you.

Yes. A simple cute smile can do wonders. Flash a smile when you see a person you know. That’s a good indication of your attitude. Smile is a negotiator who bolsters a good relationship. It’s a clue that everything is fine between two persons. Smile has got the power to enrich a weakened relationship. It can break the silence that has prevailed owing to minor misunderstandings. Your smile speaks more than your laughter. So small. Yet so potent.

You are on the road walking towards your destination, with a lovely smile on your face. There are several people who pass by. You may not be aware of the fact that you’ve made the day of a person seem brighter and positive. The secret behind it… YOUR SMILE. Your smile could revolutionise the entire world of a person or environment. It has got the power to make someone feel good and positive.

Keep smiling. Make a person’s day. Win hearts.

What The World Can Tell You

On a warm summer evening, you are sitting on a bench. You are in the park. And people walking, smiling, chatting. It's fun, laughter, serenity, happiness all around you. You have a packet of chips and you are munching over it. A small kid comes near you and looks at the pack with a longing look. You really dont understand the reason for it's looks. Unable to comprehend it's weird looks, you just tend to ignore and proceed with what you do - chomping the crunchy chips. "Sounds delicious??" The kid still stares at you and starts crying. A stout fair looking lady heads towards you, drags the kid away and starts muttering. Oh... What is she murmuring all about. Pay heed to her words and this is what your ears can hear.

"Oh.. What has his parents taught him? So selfish. He could have atleast hid the packet when he spotted her coming. Just two pieces might have prevented her from wailing. That time would have been sufficient for me to take her back.."

"What's going on? Why should I give her my chips. None of my friends gave me when I asked them. Why is that lady scolding me, if that girl is crying. Sounds stupid. "

Read the passage? Sounds silly? Silly about the fact that why would you behave like that towards the kid. You did.. You did, my friend. Atleast most of you, at the age of five.

The world expects you to behave in a very matured way at a very young age. It expects you to perform you duties in the right manner and the right way. It expects you to be too good and follow a legal path. It expects you to distinguish between good and evil and choose good always. It expects that your every action has a meaning, on the basis of which, the reaction will be returned. It expects you to know how old you are rather than knowing how young you are.

The world can tell you when you are wrong. Not where you have gone wrong. At the most, the world can let you know what you are to do. But not how you are to do it. I'm not complaining about what the world hasn't given you. Jus pointing the fact you need to find your own path. It's up to you to explore your path. You know what is best for you and worst. You know what you want to do and how you have it done. After all,

It's your life and your choices

Truth Always Hurts

Not again... I wouldn drag this on and on. This will be the final concluding part of the one month excavation.

There was a waging war between my brain and heart. The heart complaining about the years that I’ve wasted in trying to learn what I was not really into. It complained of my inability to discern it myself. Bruising my psychological state, abusing me.

You see, GOOD N BAD CO - EXIST. I did have a advocate who was a good defender. The brain, praising my efforts that I’ve put in “trying to master” what I was not really capable of. My assiduousness, in trying to accomplish things, despite facing failures.

Whatever pros n cons. It was hard to accept the fact that I did not belong to the IT field. I’ve spent years together trying to learn its languages, concepts,… what not… I’ve forced myself to love it, adore it, worship it, glorify it. In fact, I considered it my first love. The past coagulated before me. And when I wrenched myself to the present, I could feel the dejection, the agony, the cessation of my dreams. And that is why I say,

TRUTH ALWAYS HURTS
Yes, it was a real trauma. People might feel that I’m insane. But you feel the throbbing when you devote yourself to something, to find out later that it’s not yours.

It’s time now, to prepare to launch myself into a new amphitheatre. But, the comps, has been my passion. So trying to eliminate it completely.... I call it the foolishness of trying to shed your blood completely or cutting down your shadows. Your white cells wouldn aid when your hemoglobin is null. Jus looking for a field which makes the perfect blend of both the culprits under investigation. Think, I'm almost done. It would take sometime. Truth always hurts. But there is a medication for everything.

And dear great friend, my heart felt thanks for helping me know the most crucial aspects of life. I’m very happy n proud to have you as my friend.

Re Excavtion of Myself - II

This piece needs a reference of the post – “re excavation of myself”. I really don wanna continue with this. Jus because I’ve promised I would be publishing, I’m obliged to this. It’s a promise that I’ve made to myself…

The night I spoke to him went off smoothly, because I didn allow those thoughts to hinder me. And the real trauma began the next morning. That’s what usually happens – your sub conscious processes what you heard n perceived in the day, in the night. And it’s outcome the next morning. I was undergoing a lot of discomfort within myself. I was trying to understand to which field I really belonged to. Which field I was good at. The field I was comfortable with. His words still resonating in my ears –

“Jus think of a work you were comfortable doing.
Something you could work on for hours together.
Something that you never got bored of.
Something you loved doing.
Something you are addicted to once you begin.”

(Hey, playing, gaming doesn count here. I’m not kidding.)

I scanned back my life. The psychological tests that I’ve undertaken (Tickle.com being the major contributor). And finally after a long hours of exploration that involved a serene expedition into myself, I reached the answer. It was the psychological arena.Generally, I could dive deep into matters related to it. I found myself comfortable while thinking about psychological matters. Could really believe it. But I “didn want” to accept it.

Finally.. People, keep exploring yourself. You don know when you are to find your real treasure.

Re Excavation of Myself

Should I... Or should I not... Connecting my mind and heart. And finally under their mutual consent I’m penning down one of the most crucial episodes of my life that happened 2 weeks back. The episode that demanded re excavation of myself.

It was a great energized evening. My mind was filled with the thoughts of the exhilarating moments that I would be having with my friends the next day. We were going out… And of course, there is always something that would hinder you when you are in a jubilant mood. Gotta call and the information one person has dropped the plan. Bit annoyed with that called him. He did give me a valid reason. And persuading him to change his decision is something I wouldn dare to do. And his decisions always have a valid reason.

Pursuing this was a long conversation of the no nonsense, expedient verity of the invaluable asset I often speak of - Life. He had his own way of making people realize of what he wanted to say. He would get the answer from them rather than giving it himself. Helping them excavate things and ushering them into the murky, mysterious tunnel of truth, where his enlightenment is the daylight. He played the same game with me. The elicitation of this mind game is an unbearable truth, which I “do not” want to digest. Well, what he was trying to help me deduce was:

“What should I really be doing in future?”

“What is that I’m really comfortable doing? “

“What field, if chosen would help me accomplish something momentous? (It was more of this)”

He gave hints and suggestions which were contradicting to what I am into now (The IT field). He was talking about the managerial and administrative domains and the extremely contravening one – psychology arena. Though I had thought about all these while ensuing my higher secondary, I strappingly felt I was into the IT sector. The passion I had for computers embraced me so firmly, that I never gave a room for those things. Hearing him say all these, I told him with a stern voice – No, I’m into the computer field. Being a sweet guy and having plotted out my psychological state at that time, he just let me resume with my assumptions. Our conversation ended and my process of excavation began. The elicitations of this excavation, in my next post................

LIFE

LIFE - A four letter word with a lot of meaning in it. But it's not easily given to you, unless you try hard to explore it deeply within yourself. This demands a great deal of zeal. It's a treasure, an invaluable asset, only for people who understand it's purpose. And for people who fail to unearth this mighty gift, considering it just as a source for survival, it's always latent.

People who have gained this knowledge wouldn sit idle anymore. No, not even in their dreams
B'coz they know why they are here
Coz they know what they are to do
Coz they have to want to,.. or say, want to have it done

Their subconscious would be channeling them towards the crux of their aspiration, forbidding them from deviating… Heaving them back, each time the conscious mind lets them fly high, moving away from their ambition. It keeps them rooted. When you discover yourself and decide on what you really want to gain from this world and give to this world, you are no more a nuisance… No more a burden to this earth.

Discover what you need and you are in love… Yes, it’s like a love feeling, where can think about nothing but your love. Wherever you begin with, whatever you embark on, you end up thinking about your sweetheart. It’s just the same here. Your objective becomes your love. No fleeing… It’s not easy for this to happen. Coz you need an in depth analysis of yourself – exploring your inner self. Believe me, it’s not a painless progression.

Incipiently, you may not get… why ‘may not’, could say, ‘you will not’ be able to educe any elicitations, … You fail, suffer defeat, collapse incessantly. Many people give up here. It’s only those who persist despite this ignominious debacle get a glimpse of the conundrum,... the enigma of life. If you have reached this point, dont be broken. It seems you do not comprehend coz you get only a vague notion, an ambigous outline. You jus wanna say, I quit. Never do that. You are on your way in exploring the most invaluable possession - your life, the purpose of your life and this is your first stride. Once crossed, you are on an elavator. Yeah, here's where you get a coarse delination of the intention of your life. You begin asking questions like

Why am I here?
Why should I live?
Am I worth living?
What should I do here, on this earth?
For whom should I do?
.
.
.
A series of unalleviating, eloquent queries which are unfalteringly interconnected.

When you find answers to these, you would no more be reading my blog.. Coz, you are on your path, exploring your new wonderful self !!! ..