The people trying to fly without wings....

And then I left the cover on the world..there comes a point in your life where people stop asking you the most important questions in your life like "Are you happy?" and "How does this person or experience make you feel?" and "Are you going to be ok if you do this?"..when people in your life stop asking you the most important questions..it's important to let go of them.... and concentrate on yourself and feel sorry for them...

I believe that life is such a long and beautiful journey that everyone around you, should be able to enjoy this journey with you. When people around you seem to be more worried about a social standing or themselves and their association with you, you should leave them behind you..forever.

I've seen that no matter what I do, I find people to love me for who I am rather than what I do. And I think that that is the most important aspect in life. There are so many people who just want to get the better of you but there are only a few, who are willing to give themselves to you, regardless of your or their circumstances, these are the people who will last or rather enjoy your journey in life with you.

Anyone and everyone who doesn't respect you, forget love, love is another theme altogether, should be disposed off as quickly as possibly, because sooner or later they will fester on your little soul. Also, disapproval in society makes you strive harder. I always say when there are more than a few, who like and respect you, there is a problem: Either you are a genius( Which is rare!) or you are not being true to yourself. Either which way, there should be only a certain few who really know you, the rest shall all be just *shit* to you..whether you were born with them or have to bear with them. The disapproval makes you insane and makes you give 110% to your living because you know that you are the only one who believes in your principles or morales and you know you have only one person to satisfy: yourself.

So make sure that there are more people who hate your guts than like you for who you are or are going to be..because then you are just going to be one of those pretentious bast**ds who will die a homeless, unfulfilled death without passion or dreams.

Life will teach you lesson that you should be prepared for rather than wonder what came and hit you..

With that thought..destroying your Friday evenings..

Cheers

Walk the line

The movie "Walk the line" takes us through the journey of Johny Cash and June Carter but that's not what I am going to talk about in my blog. I have a new take on walking the line. In the life of an artist, it is very difficult to walk this line. He walks through a thin path between a world which based on reality and creativity. The real world awaits expectations, corruption and commercialization, where you have to sell yourself just a little bit more everyday to meet up to the market or fancy "world" standards. Then there is this creative world, where your imagination knows no bounds, it can take you to the level of euphoria which no one can enjoy or dwell in except you. In between these worlds of reality and creativity, there is a little line, the line, most of us walk.

To walk this line takes skill and patience. The skill is not to fall too deeply in to either of the worlds and keep your sanity alive. (If there is a sanity that could exist). The patience to realize that these two worlds someday and somewhere might converge, when, where or how is the big mystery. 

I often envy the great gone philosophers, whose philosophies still saw the light of the day and got translated in to a science. Newton or Einstein came up with their own creative ideas and then got a place in to our science books based on their hypothesis. I think we live in harder times, where the world sees too much of blacks and whites. The expectations from us are so defined that sometimes in the process of realizing your dreams, your fire simmers. Somehow, the acceptance of colors is what the world really needs but to find that rainbow..you need to walk the line.

I read on a friend's Facebook update today "What's the point of trying to fit in when you will stand out anyway." With that thought..my fight for trying to fit in or if I ever had that fight..ends today..it's so much better just being the madman walking that line between the parallel co-existing worlds.

Stars don't die, they fade away in to supernovas

As she lay on the ground with a broken wing and a thousand memories that had brought her to this point, she looked up....she looked up to see the mischievous hawks looking down at her. One by one they started to make their way down at her..with their claws, their hunger, their thirst..almost the same way that society brings you down with their expectations, judgements and their own made-up morality. It never made sense to her how the human race could do more harm amongst each other and to each other than any other alien race could do to them..but as of now she lay as a prey to scavengers..who wanted to take away the little bit that was left of her.

As the first scavengers scooped down at her, they were hit by the biggest thud on their low-lying living souls..as they saw the flock surrounding the now dying bird....the flock was one, she had flown with a while back..she wondered why they'd come now to protect her....was it her injuries that made them sympathize? Was it because all of them had spent a time together that was more meaningful than a whole lifetime? Was it because they believed that she would be ok, once she found her spirit again and learnt to fly with them again? Whatever it was, in the midst of the dilemma of acceptance for being who she was and where she was or for being seen as the weak..she decided she would not be taken in by the scavengers anytime soon...there were more flights to be taken and higher horizons waiting for her in the shining skyline..no today was not the day she would be taken down....

As she licked her wounds under the wings of the protectors and made her way out of the flock in to the shining sun through the wings of the others, she looked behind. She looked behind just for a few seconds to see the wounds that had now healed in to scars. The scars just re-assured her that where she had been would never be a place that she would ever tread upon again..

She made her way up with the others..she breathed a sigh of relief at the new found freedom. The freedom that comes with the acceptance of being accepted for what she was than what she was expected to be..and she knew..she belonged in the vastness of the sky rather than in its perils.

She flew till the stars shone bright in the sky..a few remained with her..but they were there to enjoy and appreciate their journey with her..and she thought to herself..Stars don't die..they fade away in to supernovas..and sometimes just sometimes..they leave a whole galaxy behind...she belonged there with these stars..

Chasing the sunshine

Today was one of the first most beautiful days of autumn. Autumn in our little valley is usually all about the rain and the grey skies but today as nature would have it, we were blessed with an abundance of sunshine and colors.

I could breathe the autumn freshness, the flowers in the garden..if you could somehow breathe the transition of colors, I would say, I truly did that too. It's so amazing as the greens give way to the reds and maroons each year. The leaves have not started falling as yet but just the thought that they will very soon, makes you live in the moment even more.

Although each season has its own significance, autumn is always the month of transitions. First off, it makes me fall in love with the littlest of things around. The fascinating pinks and blues in the sky almost sing the song "The latest trick" by Dire straits in your ears. It also makes every vein in your body throb and feel so alive. You feel like you can work more, the smile becomes easier not just for you but for others too and some how I can even think clearer in the autumn breeze.

What is the mystery of the autumn? I try to capture it each year with my paint brushes but I can never really do justice to it..this year I'm even trying to recreate it through music..even music is not enough..

I do wonder, how it would be if autumn were a person. It would be smooth, mysterious and someone who would smell so great all the time....

Yessss..autumn is finally here. I tried to catch all the sunshine I could today, if I could, I would take rucksacks with me to capture it..I tried to catch it at coffee houses, while teaching, painting, even while making some music...and yet the sun went down...but it leaves me with a lot of hope that tomorrow..I may get to capture some more of it on my canvasses while chasing the sunshine...

Cheers to a great Friday evening!

The sixth finger

And then when familiarity left her...everyone asked who she was..she didn't recognize herself..all her friends and people she knew had left her behind..and so she was left no choice but to build a world around her..a new world without anyone from her past..

It almost became impossible for her to come back..but now everyone wanted her back..without realizing what they had done to her..she would never back...never come back on the roads that she had left behind..that was the motto of her life..never look back..the path that you look back on..is the path that stops evolution...

Why are human beings so insecure and complacent..how do they live with themselves knowing that they are moving ahead knowing that there is someone else that they are leaving behind...she had learnt the tricks of the trade from them...and so she flew away from all of them..the same way during a course of time they had decided to move away from her...

She felt no guilt..only a feeling of relief that they were all even now..and evolution had taken its due course..it almost felt like the sixth finger going redundant..if there ever was a sixth finger...

Life is so weird..everyone you know..someday becomes like a complete stranger to you..everyone that you didn't know..tries hard and then takes a place in your heart and soul..the only mystery is...will these people also turn in to strangers with the due course of time...

To feel is a sin and to not feel..is to be the living dead...who do you choose to be in the long run? I wonder...

Angels that flew without wings

And then God decided to create these angels who would walk this earth without their wings. Yes, some angels were made to create on this earth. They always walked with a smile on their face, some cheer to spread around and a spirit that seemed to sore higher than most birds flying in the sky.

I've lived some pretty amazing moments these past couple of days. My hiking tour made me realize how little food or water or materialistic things one needs to have a good time. Good company and good music make up for most of the joys life has to offer. Being one with nature also makes you understand life a little better. It brings you closer to life than all the brightness of the city lights( And I don't mean that in a bad way, since I am the city girl who loves her city lifestyle.)

City tours with little bubbles and frisbees flying around. (Spreading the cheer around the city!)

My little evenings, excursions and barbecues have also made me indulge in to people. Some of who are so talented and hardworking that they want to make me try harder in life for everything. The girl behind the camera makes me look so innocent and vulnerable, I almost try to imagine I could be like that! The people with the sense of humor to break the toughest day in to giggles, make me want to liven my own spirit a little bit. The love and cheer around me recently, has caused my heart a new dizzy, to believe in the passion, I sometimes tend to overlook.

My "Art" guru and his exhibition make me so proud that today I almost believe that angels are as close to me as have ever been.

I wonder what people tend to strive for so hard all their lives when all I see is the beautiful life that is so close to me and all mine. As I walked along the Bodensee on Saturday, I saw diamonds thrown across the little lake, the sails looked like angels hovering around the earth with their white wings signaling, we are being looked after. The sunsets, the colors of the sky....the European summer....sigh..I wish I could capture it for just a bit longer.

I think this has been one of the best summers of my life and I've made the most of it. I've picked up some new things as usual. The hiking, the biking, the BBQing( if there is such a word), a little guitar,a new group of coffee lovers and some angels to take with me on my journey ahead..

Cheers to all the angels flying without the wings in my life :)

Free hugs and nuclear reactors

I have always been fascinated by the music videos advertising "free hugs" in a city. I know almost everything to do with the five senses is inspired by real life. Yesterday I had a chance to live it through.
Stuttgart almost boasts of its snob crowd and coldness so a group of people running around the King's Street offering free hugs was such a breath of fresh air.Ofcourse they had to get some from me. I'm all in for spreading warmth,sunshine and positive energy even if it means embarassiny myself in front of the snooties of Stuttgart. The only strange or not so strange part was that they had very few takers. Why?

I can't understand in a world where beer costs money and has a hundred thousand takers; free hugs have no takers. People putting themselves out there need guts, I know I've been there. But people falling in to their arms don't need guts. Weird are the ways of the world.

I know there are the more expressive,the less expressive and the non expressive. I just think each time someone kills their own and someone else's expression, they are creating a world of nuclear reactors. The reactors that will explode because of dormant feelings and non-humanness. (Wow another word invention!)

Well although I have nothing against beer, I do have something against nuclear reactors and I wish people would realize the joys of hugs and human expressions! So touch, feel,listen,see and smell and try to live a little bit more ;-)

Cheers to morning coffee!