Why do we lie?

There are probably as many alleged "reasons" as there are people. But in the simplest of terms, they all fall into one or more of three groups: fear, greed and hate.


1. Fear of being rejected, and fear of losing something [greed]
2. Fear of conflict
3. Greed
4. Fear of being unpopular
5. Self-protection, Fear of Truth
6. Involuntary Social Flattery:
7. Self-protection through greed and selfishness.

For my best buddy

This one is poem by Trudy Starling dedicated
by me to my best buddy who is surely going to read this.




When you feel sad and betrayed
Who can you count on every single day?
When you feel lost and alone
Who will be there for you in every way?


When you've made mistakes and bad decisions
Who can you count on to tell you you're wrong?
When you feel you can't go on
Who will be there with a feel-better song?


Look into your heart and you will find
That person you can trust is not far away.
Look deep into yourself, don't give up,
For if you do, it's yourself you'll betray.


When you're looking for answers
To all your questions and dreams,
There is one person you can count on,
It's impossible, I know, it seems.


But take a few moments to look deeper inside.
Look into your heart and there you will see.
You'll be surprised when you find out
That you've been looking at ME.

Why is it so?

For some reason I am not in that much mood today. I don’t want to smile, why is it that whenever I feel my life is ok, it starts to go haywire. There’s a famous quote.


“When you want something, the entire universe conspires in helping you to achieve it.” [Source: Alchemist]


I've learned that it is so unbelievably hard to make a decision based on the future when it will hurt you in the present… The pain of the making the wrong decision may hurt more in the future than it does in the present… I had my share of good laughs and fun times with friends. I always had this sense that I was different, and somehow almost able to control my surroundings with my thoughts. I am only 22 years old, I have almost everything I ever wanted, and still I feel it’s the other way around.


“Universe never helps.”


Why must all good things come to end? Why can’t be there a happily ever after? Why is it that this world doesn’t understand simple things and works in a complex manner?

And that’s the way cookie crumbles…..

Long time ago there was a guy named Mukul…that’s how it was supposed to start…after 5 months i got one but alas!!!! thanks to my STML[short term memory loss] I forgot…I forgot the idea that would have revived my blog…in fact revive is too less a word to describe it…if written properly it would have left many flabbergasted…that blog entry could have been termed as “literary masterpiece” but I forgot what was the story….may be it was not in my destiny….or I would say may be it is in that part of my brain which contains all these gr8 ideas…may be some day I will find a way to access those ideas and I would be “DA VINCI” of 21st century….there are so many ideas in my brain which are trying to come out….and due to there large nos they are not able to exit properly and when they come out they get intermingled…and I don’t want to waste my precious time trying to separate them out :D…

Who is a true friend?

This one is not written by me, but since I liked it, I would like to share.


In ancient Greece, Socrates was reputed to hold knowledge in high esteem.One day one fellow met the great philosopher and said,"Do you know what I just heard about your friend?". "Hold on a minute," Socrates replied."Before telling me anything I"d like you to pass a little test. It"s called the Triple Filter Test."."Triple filter?". "That"s right," Socrates continued. "Before you talk to me about my friend it might be a good idea to take a moment and filter what you"re going to say. That"s why I call it the triple filter test. The first filter is Truth. Have you made absolutely sure that what you are about to tell me is true?" "No," the man said, "actually I just heard about it and..."."All right," said Socrates. "So you don"t know if it"s true or not. Now let"s try the second filter, the filter of Goodness. Is what you are about to tell me about my friend something good?" . "No, on the contrary..." ."So," Socrates continued, "you want to tell me something bad about him, but you"re not certain it"s true.You may still pass the test though, because there"s one filter left: the filter of Usefulness.
Is what you want to tell me about my friend going to be useful to me?" "No, not really."
"Well," concluded Socrates, "if what you want to tell me is neither true nor good nor even useful,Why tell it to me at all?"


Moral
Well we can always participate in loose talks to curb our boredom. But when it comes to you friends its not worth it. Always avoid talking behind the back about your near and dear friends.

When I wanted to be a freedom fighter.

I once wanted to become a freedom fighter. It was 1996 A.D. and I was in class 5th….I think Ms Brar was my class teacher. I was pretty much inspired by no. of freedom movement based TV serials telecasted by DD1.


Freedom fighting wasn’t a career option – the middle classes still wanted their children to become an Engineer, a Doctor or a Collector. I decided to become a freedom fighter, because I didn’t like what the only Engineer & Doctor I knew did for a living. I know, I was only 9 years old then…but you got to agree that I had special something in me at that time too ;)


In order to become a freedom fighter, I started practicing. By early October 1996 I could hide a lot of things under my shirt like pressure cooker, whole bunch of audio cassettes, my school bag and my cricket bat. My guru in this exercise was a guy named Sajid (he used to live in our colony) a class 8th student who told me that he was a retired freedom fighter. I followed his advice, and spent at least 20 hours a day, trying to hide all kinds of things under my shirt. Sajid said his family was full of freedom fighters. He even swore that his 80 year old grand pa was a freedom fighter – I knew, something was wrong…but back then I didn’t have the courage to question him. When I asked him why he had become a freedom fighter at such a young age, he narrated the story of his chachu’s (uncle’s) bravery.


Like the rest of their family, his uncle some XYZ Khan had also enrolled to be a freedom fighter when he was all of 24. After the training was over –He was sent to India to start the movement, where he was captured by Indian Army and then tortured to death in 1990. Sajid also claimed that his uncle has visited him in his dreams and has stated that soon Kashmir will be azaad!!!!


I could see pride in Sajid khan’s eyes as he was in a world of his own while narrating the story.But this story rang bells in my head…..I wanted to be a freedom fighter but I knew that India is already independent, and Kashmir being part of India is also Azaad! then why would Indian army kill an Indian freedom fighter?


I got suspicious of this guy Sajid and I started my own enquiry about him like the one they used to do in TV serial Tehkikaat. I questioned his mates who used to play with me. There was a guy named Sudeep, he told me the real story.


“Sajid’s chachu was a terrorist trained from Pakistan occupied Kashmir.”


I knew about terrorists…I had seen ROJA already...the guy who kidnaps the hero was terrorist operating in Kashmir….I stopped talking to this Sajid and left my dream of becoming a freedom fighter….and decided to pursue something normal :P.


Sajid was my freedom fighting inspiration for a long time (almost 7 months). And it was almost 3 years after that that I realized freedom fighters like sajid's uncle don’t retire, as Sajid had claimed, but are killed by security forces or form some separatist organization like one of the parties in hurriyat conference.


P.S: I got inspired by a article i read somewhere "want to be terrorist" and thought about writing how i wanted to be freedom fighter unknowingly practicing terrorist acts :P.

Random thought

As much as I love the fact that I am done with college, I absolutely loved it when I was there. I learned a lot about life, give and take, friendship, priorities, but most importantly I gained trust and faith in myself. I am very grateful for the experiences I had there and the friends that I will continue to have in my life. Not to mention, the obvious, a degree that I will be able to put to good use.


Now my life will all be about monthly bills, meetings, deadlines etc. In short, a lot more responsibility. So, every now and again, I will enjoy a walk down memory lane. That's one thing about experiences, you can relive them as often as you like. Take time to appreciate your past, it got you where you are today.