I have noticed that we all want to be appreciated, admired, adulated when we do something good. But when we do something bad we like people to understand that its not big, show consideration. Or when we are not feeling well, we like to be cared about, we like to be pampered, we like to cheered up.
Why is it so? I know you are thinking its completely natural to think so. But why is it natural? natural because everyone behaves like / expects that?
Ok someone called it ego.. the self.. the intangible thing within each one of us, which expects that it be pampered,cared about,loved, shown consideration when something wrong is done etc... Its to satisfy this intangible thing, that the whole world is in this bizarre rat race... Its this intangible which is the root cause of most of the problems , but is manifested in innumerable number of ways...
Our logic or reasoning is not absolute/impartial. When your ego is hurt, its the ego that drives your logic or reasoning. So you are already seeing the problem in colored glasses, how can you ever expect your reasoning to be impartial? Ego drives the logic /reasoning to pamper itself. Its in this confused state, that most basic problems get complicated, and goes to a state where the starting point is no more important.
The solution although very difficult is conscious thinking at all times... if you can observe your thoughts with aloofness, detach yourself from the actual problem, you can see the problem as it is and not whats manipulated by your ego... Its then that u can actually solve your problem...
Sunday, April 27, 2008
Friday, April 18, 2008
Lost and found!
I had been to IPL's opening match between Kolkata knight riders and Bangalore Royal Challengers today. The opening ceremony was extravagant and beautiful.
The stilt walkers with butterfly wings, beautiful gals enclosed in big balloons, colorful lights, sexy cheer girls who moved their asses rhythmically to kannada and hindi songs, girls hanging to long clothes suspended from the ceiling and performing acrobatic stunts in mid air, shankar-ehsaan-loy's music.... It was a treat for the eyes and ears.
However the match was hopelessly one-sided. Brendon McCullum absolutely slaughtered the royal challengers. I mean it looked like a tennis ball he was batting with, as he batted with so much ease and everything that touched his bat seemed to disapper into the stands. Knight riders posted a huge total. Chasing such a big target of 200+ was not just difficult, but impossible with the kind of team royal challengers have. Having picked mostly either test players or T20 discards by their national teams(Kallis) it was inevitable that they lose. And lose did they so happlessly, being all out for just 82 i guess. I returned home after the 5th wicket of the royal challengers fell.
I could not enjoy much as so many thoughts at the background were grunbling.
Last few weeks have been very hectic. I have been busy at office, or if come home, i would go to meet my fiancee. Even during weekends, i would go to our house being resurrected, get is painted or get electrification checked or get the carpentry work checked etc, or even go to office.
At office, i have had terrible time, have had a row with my team leader and manager. So these days been very hectic and very frustrating at times. Many a times i felt, i was losing touch with myself! I mean i was just going through the motions. although i felt the need for some soul searching I never made myself enough time to it. It had been a pending item for quite sometime, it was of low-priority and all other high-priority tasks preempted this, so could never do it.
Today i returned at around 11pm from the stadium. Could not sleep and as i said the internal grumble had intensified. So sat down thought about the recent happenings. Gave a long and detailed look at every small thing that has happened in the recent past and have silenced the grumbling thoughts. At last i have found myself again.
The stilt walkers with butterfly wings, beautiful gals enclosed in big balloons, colorful lights, sexy cheer girls who moved their asses rhythmically to kannada and hindi songs, girls hanging to long clothes suspended from the ceiling and performing acrobatic stunts in mid air, shankar-ehsaan-loy's music.... It was a treat for the eyes and ears.
However the match was hopelessly one-sided. Brendon McCullum absolutely slaughtered the royal challengers. I mean it looked like a tennis ball he was batting with, as he batted with so much ease and everything that touched his bat seemed to disapper into the stands. Knight riders posted a huge total. Chasing such a big target of 200+ was not just difficult, but impossible with the kind of team royal challengers have. Having picked mostly either test players or T20 discards by their national teams(Kallis) it was inevitable that they lose. And lose did they so happlessly, being all out for just 82 i guess. I returned home after the 5th wicket of the royal challengers fell.
I could not enjoy much as so many thoughts at the background were grunbling.
Last few weeks have been very hectic. I have been busy at office, or if come home, i would go to meet my fiancee. Even during weekends, i would go to our house being resurrected, get is painted or get electrification checked or get the carpentry work checked etc, or even go to office.
At office, i have had terrible time, have had a row with my team leader and manager. So these days been very hectic and very frustrating at times. Many a times i felt, i was losing touch with myself! I mean i was just going through the motions. although i felt the need for some soul searching I never made myself enough time to it. It had been a pending item for quite sometime, it was of low-priority and all other high-priority tasks preempted this, so could never do it.
Today i returned at around 11pm from the stadium. Could not sleep and as i said the internal grumble had intensified. So sat down thought about the recent happenings. Gave a long and detailed look at every small thing that has happened in the recent past and have silenced the grumbling thoughts. At last i have found myself again.
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