Burst your bubble ?

People are besotted by assumptions. Isn't it silly how we fabricate our own lives with baseless, unreal, rather ostentatious assumptions regarding ourselves and people we fancy or loathe?

Man has, since the beginning of time, been a victim of his own assumptions. Assuming and then building his life upon and around it is a vice that people seldom believe they are attributed with. It takes courage to accept life as it is, and to look at incidents and events as they occur without assuming or exaggerating them.

I've seen people build their whole lives on assumptions and also seen it cripple down ruthlessly. There are times a person finds life excruciating, and fails to understand why things didn't turn out the way they should've but  it's stupid and very naïve to believe that rectifications can be made through countless assumptions.

Most fights, misunderstandings and troubles are caused by assumptions. Different people assuming different things silently and then acting upon it, on their own convenience, refusing to look at a situation without it. A lot of misery in the world can end if only people just stopped assuming.

A woman, many say have legitimate reason to assume since they have intuition that more than half the time comes true, but it’s a very tricky business, because you never know when hormones and emotions intervene, spinning an innocent assumption into a grotesque, harsh pseudo reality. Men assume because of their inflated, easily bruised ego. Isn't it easy to just manipulate situations through assumptions than get a blow on The Ego?

If only people could realize the magnanimity of their stupidity, they might just be able to save themselves and others from a lot of unwanted trouble. Some do, but then it's too late.

OVOT  

My Grim Reaper

January has been a very busy month. On one hand I was running high on paroxysms of passion and on the other hand lost two dear ones to death in a span of twenty days.  Life generally with me isn't about balance or neutrality; it's always swinging between two extremes.

Death isn't bad for the dead. It's the ones alive that dread death the most; literally and metaphorically speaking. The departed soul leaves behind mourners, who find it impossible to continue life, yet wouldn't want their own life to end.

A person dies every day. Similarly he/she is born everyday too. Depends what the person is inclined towards. A broken relationship, a rocky friendship, long lost lovers, friends, dreams; their end, ends a part of you. 

Death of that part inside you is at times buried with them and at times it isn't. Later they come to haunt you unless you make peace with them, and making peace with them would mean finally letting them go and that’s too big a price to pay.

 It's basically about opting between different levels of self-screwment. I usually go for the highest level.

For the ones departed, I hope and pray their souls rest in peace. If only you knew what gap you have left behind..

OVOT

I'll give the world to me ..

Wanted to write a farewell post for 2010, but given my pre and post New Year' activities I never got the time, so Imma write one today.

2010's been great for me. With a bitter sweet, wobbly start it ended on a marvelous note. During the year, I experienced a lot of things. Unadulterated Power being the best. I never knew a person could be so powerful yet so vulnerable at the same time, exhilarating I tell you. From being locked outside my house at the wee hours of the night to being stalked and spied upon it has been a great experience. The summers playing Dr. Jekyll Mr. Hyde almost everyday, losing a very precious gem in the fall and then finding out the psychotic side of some of the most important people in my life it's been a rollercoaster ride, needless to say I've loved every moment of it. Except that one point where I was very close to losing everything to 'New York', all was great.

 The beginning of this year, i.e. January 1, 2011 has been rather interesting. Got to exercise my self-adulation/vanity skills to the utmost without any remorse! That is truly an achievement for a person whose conscious is like a nagging mother-in-law, waiting to smash yo head with a rolling pin.

2011 Is going to be extremely busy and very important, the most important year of my young life so far. Not only do I have to survive, but fight my way through life and while being a survivor and a fighter have to some how also enjoy it. Sounds like one tedious job.

There are things that I'd like to change, things I'd finally will say goodbye to, things that'll leave me, things I'll have to leave, promises that I'll forget, promises made to me that'll be forgotten. Coming face to face with my darkest fears, finding new dimensions of my personality, and most importantly becoming more thankful, less whiny a person.

It's scary and exciting nevertheless to step into the 22^nd year of my existence. Got my own back on this one since its my own world that I'll be building.

2011, I embrace you, hoping you won't cheat on me. You're in competition with all the previous years. Lets together (I and you) make me proud.

OVOT