Anonymous…

Why would anyone write an anonymous letter? Or a poem? Why would someone not want to give his or her name to an expression, a feeling, a thought or an act?

I wonder…! Why would we chat so freely online while we are shy and reserved in real? Is it coz we are anonymous? We are just an Id; a virtual name, that could be anything… and more importantly, hide, go invisible or totally disappear if need be!

Why don't we be the very person we are when we have the liberty of being anonymous? Or is it that we put up an act in public, in society; and be our actual selves when the cloak of invisibility is donned?

It was an incident that made me wonder; an incident where I had the chance of being an anonymous stranger! I was chatting with someone, and having never met before, never even exchanged pictures or personal details, I could choose to present myself any way it pleased my honorable self…

I often notice that in the virtual world, it is very easy to find people do away with their inhibitions… Is it because we feel that the consequences are not so real? What about the general ethos of establishing a relationship? When you meet someone, it is the verbal and the non verbal communications that help the other person form a perception about you. But when you meet online, what of gaining the confidence of the person spoken to? What of his intentions when pursuing a chain of topics;  his very purpose of initiating the conversation!?

Its the conversation over the last few days that makes me wonder so! I hope that the more I communicate, the clearer the picture will be for us… to know ourselves, our intentions and our objectives… collectively and individually.

I hope and I pray. For myself, for us, and for all.

On Valentines Day… An afterthought!

In this world, all people are divided into two completely opposite sorts. One, the inferior sort: The banal, stupid and above all ridiculous people who believed that one husband should live with one wife, whom he has dutifully married; That a girl should be innocent, a woman modest, a man manly, temperate and firm, that one should raise children, earn ones bread, pay ones debts, and other such stupidities. This is the old fashioned and ridiculous sort of people.

But there is, in today’s society another sort of people, the real ones, to which many belong, and for whom one had to be above all, to be elegant, handsome, magnanimous, bold, gay, to give ones self to every passion without blushing, and laugh at everything else.

Exams…!

Tomorrow a piece of paper will decide my fate

By a process which I clearly hate…

Exams for a week, they come and go

To test my dear- how much you know!!!!!!!

The Examiners who correct your paper
Will be your fate decider

He may make you a king

He may make you a slave

The man who knows not you
Will write on the last page

How you studied, How you fared

Of all the efforts you put in, What fruits did they bear?!

As edited by L.M. 

A Windows writer on a Google Blog!

 

This is what I call an open market economy!

Exams of a different kind, you give each day,
With every breath, you give or take.

Though the results are a long way away,
It matters what you do today, and each day!

So good luck to you my friend,
Hope u pass with flyin colours in the end...

Exams are nothing but a little test on the way,
To make the journey better all the way...

Two sides of a coin

I was out in the jungle, appreciating the beauty of the trees and the wild life....

I saw a beautiful young Gazelle standing proud, with his long and curved horns. While i was marvelling at the beauty and elegance of the beast, the proud gait and the way he swayed his head, with horns adorning it... Such a magnificent picture! I thought how lucky the animal must have been to be given such a crowd stopping appearance!

Just then the Zoo Warden came by... Seeing me looking at the Gazelle he came closer and told me a bit more about the beast I was admiring since... A fully grown Gazelle weighs about 25 kgs., and the horns are actually a burden on the slender neck and small head of the animal!

All through the journey to my home, I couldn't help but ponder over what the warden had told me! What to an outsiders eye appears to be elegant and marvellous, could infact be such a burden for the one who possesses the traits! While I was wondering how lucky the animal must be to be given such beauty... The beast was probably praying and repenting on the sins he would have committed to be given such a heavy burden!

Since then, Everytime I see a beautiful house, I wonder if it would a happy home as well; Would a pretty lady be elegant and noble in virtues as well? Would it be easier to find happiness in a simpletons heart; than in a rich man's wallets?

There are Two sides to every coin... It just depends what you choose for yourself. The show looses the value... and what is valuable rarely comes in a showy package!