What That Artistic Neuron Seeks.

I've been trying to reply to some of the comments that have been left on this blog but I am not being able to because Google just won't let me. I'll respond to them as soon as I am able to, but I wanted to thank everyone for leaving their comments. Thank you. The very reason why I started this blog was because I wanted to connect to other human beings and form connections that would transform me forever. This blog and this online existence has already given me more than most people can ask for by hiding behind the name of a Jedi Master.

I've found a couple of really good friends through this ID. I've found people I can talk to. People I have formed deep connections with. For everyone who has left a comment in this blog because a post here touched them, here is a big fat thank you. For everyone who has allowed me to touch their lives and become a friend through this online existence, here is an even bigger fatter thank you.

I've always seen myself as an artist. In the code I write, in everything I say, in everything I do and in everything I am, I crave art and the deal with art is that art thrives on intricate balance on external validation and intrinsic motivation. There is no dearth of Intrinsic motivation as far as my writing is concerned and every time I am down or low the Artistic Neuron I talked about, decides to peek it's head out of nowhere and starts fucking up with my head. Ahem... so.... anyways.... as I was saying..... I love the fact that the artistic neuron nudges me to write and then every time I move away from this blog and tell myself I will stop writing some stalker from somewhere shows up and drops a comment which pushes me to write even more.

Nothing in life happens as fast or as slow as we want it to happen. When I started this blog I was hoping that I will bump into a hundred REALLY interesting people and become close friends with them. I was hoping that I would overcome all of my fears using this blog as a tool and then I would grow as a human being. I've barely bumped into a couple of people so far but then funny thing about life is that as it unfolds you realize that what it has in store for you, is actually what you were really looking for. A comment here on this blog makes my day, a twitter response from someone I have touched through this blog makes me day, a SMS message from a friend that I bumped into through this blog is a validation that normal, sane, interesting, good human beings still exist on this planet.

Thank you for everything you stalkers! I REALLY LIKE every single one of you. Keep Stalking! Oh and yes, I WILL respond to those comments as soon as Google lets me.

Happiness (Part 1)

Do you have lazy weekends where you wake up in the morning not knowing what to do or how you are going to go through the day? Then having nothing to do, you slouch in front of the television or open a random site spending hours at it.

I've spent countless such weekends. These weekends are a result of you being unable to enjoy your own company.

When you are working time tends to fly. People do the work of keeping each other busy and distracted.

Most environments and work cultures do an strange job at it. "The client needs this by end of the week", "the boss wants the spread sheet by the end of the week".

The sentences fool us into believing we are doing something hugely important. In more cases than some we aren't really changing the world or even doing real work. We are just using work as an excuse for indulging in distractions so that we don't have to confront ourselves. That is why when a lazy weekend shows up we don't know how to react.

We've become so tuned to working in a default mode driven by extrinsic factors that we've stopped enjoying our own company. We've stopped seeking friendship from other human beings. We've started to materialize every relationship in our lives and we have started measuring what each relationship and friendship brings to the table. What's the point of the friendship? Where does this lead to? Where does this end? Why am I wasting time on this friendship. You've asked these questions to yourself! You know what I am talking about! Don't you?

There are two take aways I had from this weekend. One was that I overcame a fear of enjoying my own company. I went to a movie without any other human being accompanying me and as strange as it might sound the experience was a whole lot of fun. Second was a realization that if you find weekends or lone time depressing, watching television or a stupid porn site isn't an answer to your problems. As human beings we weren't meant to be sedentary creatures. We're supposed to be on the move. So if you are feeling down and low on a weekends here is my advice, grab a cycle, go for a run, go for a walk or go watch a movie in a theatre.

The point is get your butt outside the safety of your house and start enjoying the time that you spend when you don't have the company of another human being. Not being needy and learning how to do things that you always wanted to do can be fun.

Having said that however, for that to happen you will have to stop slouching in front of the television, leave the comfort of your house and learn to enjoy the time that you spend with yourself. If you don't enjoy your company do you really expect others to? Just saying.

Blogging From A Blackberry

I've been thinking of doing this for sometime now. There is something pristine about being able to share your thoughts with the rest of the world exactly when these thoughts begin to crystallize in your head.

Right now for example, I can literally hear silence surround me as the bright orange sunlight falls on pink, green, yellow and white tiny buildings which stand like wise structures that have seen a lot of life around my home. There is something different and about this moment. Something that is quiet literally healing my mind.

The crows are shouting away to glory and the pigeons being the peaceful souls they are walking around as their necks move in the rhythmic motion of something that looks like a dance. There are two of them, standing right across a small gap for a few feet looking at me every now and then as I type this. They walk as friends, in the exact same speed as the other, the exact same rhythm as the other and yet they do it so effortlessly. I really like pigeons. They make you believe in so many different things that most people don't want you to believe in.

I know none of these thoughts or moments mean anything to anyone but then this writing is not for you stalker. #grins. This writing is for me from another point and space in time and a few other friends who care to listen.

I never thought that blogging from my phone would feel like this or that I would be able to open up more if I started blogging more frequently, but then, I am about to send this post live from my phone and heck, it does feel good.

Expect to see more of these posts. Now that I can post from anywhere and everywhere expect more of life to be transformed into words and get thrown your way.

Of course I know nobody cares about my thoughts and life, but then if you read this far, being the stalker that you are, you probably do care after all! So keep reading stalker. More posts coming soon.