Fighting for a cause, are we?

It saddens me to see the state of affairs.
Fighting for a cause, are we? I have been a little shaken up by whats happening. And I guess its time for a little 'inner' introspection.
How much ever we may boast of doing good for our country, saving the world by saving the environment, managing energy crisis, donating for education in India, but what is the prime cause that concerns each and everyone Indian. Is there a prime cause? Or is India facing just too many issues that the common man does not care any more.
What with skyrocketting oil prices, dwindling agriculture profit, shortage of housing, daily power cuts, does the common man even bother other than focussing on trying to make his ends meet. Once a friend said to me India is a country with too many religions but too little faith, too many laws but too little justice , too many forces but too little protection, and I have somehow come to believe in it. We claim ourselves to be the largest democracy, but whats in a title when we can not even protect and respect human life.
The recent bombings, and foiled plans of bombings leave us apprehensive of what will happen in the future, probably everyone is in wait for a major calamity. Isnt it really sad that we have reached a point where 45 deaths in 17 blasts in a major city do not move us any more than a sigh of relief. What are we waiting for, another 9/11. I hope not. But the feelings and expressions which ,me and most of my friends share here do echo a similar sentiment. How immune have we become to the loss of human life.
My mind is suddenly flooded with emotions, have I done my little bit for my country? Am I too late to do anything now? Is this the right time to start it? I always used to believe that we are doing our bit towards developing India, but since morning today these beliefs have become a little shaky.Probably its just an after effect of an overwhelming feeling of helplessness which will soon be proceeded with a rational school of thought. But can an idea emerge till then? An idea that may bring change. Even is .0001%
I have unexpectedly mixed a lot of issues here terrorism, poverty, maybe even some underlying subconscious feelings of patriotism, but isnt this exactly the state of Indian affairs. Where are we today and what can we do to improve the situation. As I sat and discussed this with a friend, I came to realize that everyone cannot be a revolutionary, but we can be part of the revolution, can we not?

10 Things I hate About You

Here is a reason why friends happen to us, why we fall in love and what keeps us going through all. I had seen this movie a long long time ago, and somehow this poem always stays with me. I wonder why we love the things about our best of friends in spite of hating 'the' things.


I hate the way you talk to me,

and the way you cut your hair.

I hate the way you drive my car,

I hate it when you stare.

I hate your big dumb combat boots

and the way you read my mind.

I hate you so much it makes me sick,

it even makes me rhyme.

I hate the way you’re always right,

I hate it when you lie.

I hate it when you make me laugh,

even worse when you make me cry.

I hate it when you’re not around,

and the fact that you didn’t call.

But mostly I hate the way I don’t hate you,

not even close…

not even a little bit…

not even at all.

Scribblings

Incoherent scribblings,
flamboyant expressions,
unite as they will, and confused I stand.

I stalk simplicity,
undeterred by the passe existence,
entangled in the plainness of character,
restive, thinking, and confused I stand.

Fleeting thoughts,
saintly expression,
a moment caught within, embracing enlightenment
and as the next second passes, confused I stand.

Voice of that silence

(Well this is a dedication to my mom dearest who keeps me going through everything in life)

The warmth of that hand cools my burns
The depth of that stare touches me deep inside,
In the voice of that silence, I search my peace.

I ride along knowing two steps behind she stands,
The absence of her presence holds me tight,
The miles of distance bring us nearer,
and all along the journey she quietly sits,
knowing that in the voice of that silence I search my peace.

Gushing with energy to calm me down, she becomes the fresh water stream,
swirling around my life, clearing the mess
knowing all along that in the voice of that silence I will always search my peace.

The Butterfly Effect

The Butterfly Effect : a sensitive dependence on initial conditions and that is what I find myself exactly in right now. The friends circle and type of school atmosphere I have had , has set my initial conditions to determine my future patterns. However trivial or minimalist those conditions may seem, but if not met, the future patterns of behavior can be highly undetermined or randomized, something totally unexpected could be the outcome. So how do I undo this sensitive dependence now, after years of being under the same set of conditions, its difficult to changes zones and try be something else.
Solving a puzzle maybe more important for me than doing grocery, or delving into manufacturing process discussions maybe more exciting than buying the product itself, but I cant help it, its just me and what I like. So would it be asking for too much if I want someone with the same sense of dislikes. As it is said that small variations in the set of initial conditions can produce large variations in the long term behavior, so I just want that, same set of initial conditions nothing more nothing else, and people say i am crazy. Why is it so difficult to understand or even accept that previous set of conditions ultimately largely affect what future path you follow, the present may just seem as invariable as possible. So what about living in the present. Tell me what about it.