Novembers With Me

Hey there.
Spoiler Alert: This post contains major soberness. If you have something against shit like that, close the window and carry on.

I've never enjoyed November. Not in Muscat. Except maybe that the weather's not a bitch and things seem to go slower when the temperatures are lower. People seem more content with what they have and somehow appreciate the lack of Sun. A quality we tend to forget while sweating.

And somehow even at the slow pace, things come to an end and exams approach. I hate exams. If you're a reader you probably already knew this. Now comes the time where I subdue and drown myself in notes printed by the knowledge of another. And then begins the search for non-existent notebooks. For worksheets that somehow never get completed.


All this thinking leaves me a little tired, sleepy and just sad. Sad that the only way I currently prove myself in the world is by these exams.



But put all that aside, and let me ask you a question;
Have you ever seen God in a person?
I cannot explain this in words. Not in writing, atleast. But I will try.
Its looking beyond a person's eyes. Into their actions, into their words. And them making a change in you. With or without their knowlwdge, better without.

I know it sounded cheesy and almost like a slogan fr some fantasy book. But thats the best I can. Do with it what u may.


I probably believe in this more than the conventional methods of praying. But thats just me. The less I talk about it, the less I am misunderstood.


But where there is a question, there must be an answer.
Find the answer. See if you find God in anybody.

Theres a lot more hope in life then.
And thats what life is.
Hope for a better tomorrow.

Hope that tomorrow aint the day when u look forward to another tomorrow.
Ladies and Gentlemen, find the answer and find the Hope. Im just happy to help.

Spreading the Love,
V




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Now Reading - Computer Science (Class XII) - Sumita Arora
Now Listening - Phir Dekhiye - Rock On!!
Now Feeling - A bit sober

The Welcome Mat

I apologize if you look forward to seeing the words my hands type appear on your screen. I have been postponing doing this. There have been many weekends passing with something else more important than you. Or so it felt like at that time.
If youre not a reader and just found this by your own course of life, then take the time to reach the last fullstop and not stop at this one .

I am a thought filled person and I take my time with my decisions. But the past few months have been more or less impulsive. Doing things without sparing them much thougt. Its not like a life altering process but I feel like I dont know the person who did all the things I just did.


But a lot has happened since then and that person has disappeared only for me to resurface.
I am a bored, sleepy and lazy person and I need some boosts once in a while to realize all the beauty in life.
Jhankaar did just that. I didnt participate in anything. Neither did I do too much work. But I was there. A part of my school. For the last time. I represented that which I love. And I felt happy when I got back home. Happy that places like the field stands and the multipurpose hall and the basketball courts will bring back memories. Memories of periods bunked, of events attended. Of things I've done in these years at school. A little early to get all emotional about my school you might say but its never too early to start liking something more.
Every corridor and every teacher and every part of my school has a memory linked to it. And that memory never was and never will be the same if it weren't for me. And thats as close to the best feeling on Earth.

And here I am, realizing that in a few months Im about to lose all thats bin important for me all my life. Im not going to be a school student in a few months.
But Im smiling. Why? Because I am not losing anything.
All there was shall remain. And all there is to be shall be.


Sentiments apart and onto what this post is about.
Im going to watch Shawshank Redemption again for the nth time and I already know I'll be a happier person once I've seen it.
Because the movie doesnt talk about redemption by actually killing a woman and going to jail. In fact many people feel that Andy finds redemption by becoming the rich man in the convertible car and the beach scenery. But thats just a picture to hang on your wall. Or a welcome mat.
Redemption is with Red. Redemption is in decency a man shows even in prison. Redemption is in how a man retains integrity till his death. Redemption is in leaving prison a more peace-filled man. Redemption is in saying True Salvation Comes From Within.

Redemption is in living a life with simple emotions.

You could do the flashiest of things, eat the unhealthiest of foods and drive the fastest of cars and still live a simple life if all you are made up of are simple emotions.


Life is far too complicated as it is for us to make it worse.
Make simple choices. And express simple emotions and life is good.
Complex emotions stop a man from walking up to a woman and telling her that she looks good. Complex emotions stop someone from going upto someone and just asking them what the problem is.

But without exception, you will disagree. And if you actually tell me that, whether we know each other or not. Whether we like each other or not. Whether we care or not. Then you just proved me right.


Redemption is in Simple Emotions.



Cheers to Good Movies,
V



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Now Listening - Nothing.
Now Watching - The Shawshank Redemption
Now Reading - Eldest - Christopher Paolini ( I Cannot wait for the fourth book)
Now Feeling - Oddly Happy