How Abstract Can Discrete Be?
I’ve seen a few posts written while in a stupor. In drunken-ness merry thoughts of what should be and what could have been; and what was really meant.
Anyways, here I am. Again, happy, as I have decided (this year), feeling happy again. Too much happiness in a normal, common life – nearly diabetic. Whoooo!
A normal life like yours and mine, a normal life where we lose love and jobs with competing frequency, where we wait for someone or something and/or leave someone/something with ease, a normal life. As we donate our tears to the pillow, or let our thoughts become one with the infinite dark sky, a normal life. As putting up a brave face after receiving a positive-rejection letter at a failed interview or your solution being rejected for the one that the other idiot presented, another normal life. As much as missing out on your merit because someone is related to your boss – an everyday life. I live this life everyday. You live this life everyday. We sit on a concrete terrace and we look at the stars. A hopeless search in a polluted sky for a shooting star.
What is the hope; just a wish?
Here is just another thought, in stupor (if you may), one that arises of ecstasy. I almost feel apologetic for the happiness I feel; only I know I am not.
Don’t misunderstand – this is not a spiritual post asking you to share my happiness or look at it and “experience” happiness – it never happens; it never works. Our standards of happiness are different and I won’t even begin to compare those. This is just a statement of where I am at this point of time.
However, if you will, find “where”, you may be happy.
Check the meaning of where: there are a few meanings:
1. At or in what place: Where is the telephone?
2. In what situation or position: Where would we be without your help?
3. From what place or source: Where did you get this idea?
4. To what place; toward what end: Where is this argument leading?
Courtesy: thefreedictionary.com
Maybe this should have been a Deep Recess post…?
Maybe. Maybe not.
uh..pretty philosophical! :p
true .. words like hope, happiness, fulfillment, satisfaction – all differ for individuals because of one word – expectations.. and damn..it’s so difficult to keep those low!!
somehow you seem so full of understanding. like an ocean of thought. i am starting to get addicted to you now
Another meaning of where..
5)Mind absent..body present: Where are you at?
“I almost feel apologetic for the happiness I feel; only I know I am not”
Exactly what i was trying to say to a friend of mine and she said “you are mad” and i said “thanku”
but i know what i feel,in a failing today,where hopes shatter to the ground,i am collecting them all,making them all into new shapes,co ordiante and with a new HOPE,take them with me for a better tomorrow,WISHing that my HOPES turnout to be the reality:)
By the way did someone tell u that you are turning out to be a “philosopher”
I am smiling,but i dont want to findout reasons for it,the pain can wait,There is a line for everything,so plz wait:D
heard of “burying our tears in the pillow”…but “donate our tears to the pillow”…thats something new…pillow as an entity to whom we can donate something
I feel that way sometimes, unapologetically happy, but then I also feel inconsolably sad (donating my tears to the pillow?). But, these are special emotions not just an everyday life, though in many senses it is!
Seems like lot of people read the post, liked it, understood it. Maybe this is where it belonged!
You’ve been tagged.
–TF: expectations, yes..damn them!
–daeth: wrong addiction buddy, if i am ocean of thought then you are…?
–ganga: beautiful – the absence of presence
–Neels: yes, TF (above) just said that @ philosophy.
–sherriff:
new to me too 
–arundhati: yes, i guess this is whereit belongs. our everyday life is made of these special things, no?
–soumya: took it, thanks, i still wonder if it applies to me. btw, ur visits have gone down or your comments?
“Here is just another thought, in stupor (if you may), one that arises of ecstasy. I almost feel apologetic for the happiness I feel; only I know I am not.”
-wondering what you’ve been upto Atul??
–anon: what’s ur guess anon?