RAW

Human beings are ‘raw’ when they enter this materialistic plane. Not only physically, but raw in their unique, fundamental emotional self.

And then we get fucked up. With boys being boys. Being defined as they have been by more boys for eons of social claustrophobia. Wrapped in layers, oozing of the feeling that one cannot be who we are. We hide our raw selves. Scared of being ostracized and not accepted.

Life is Beautiful

Escapism through illusionary realism

A very similar feeling creeps in. One I have not felt in a very long time. It’s the feeling one has when we are so sad and troubled with something that we find solace in the mundane workings of everyday life.

The total opposite of this would be the choice of extreme inebriation as an escape route. Getting sozzled on vodka and lime and trying to deal with what’s troubling you by over thinking it. This is precisely what you do not want to do in this frame of mind. You want to go on about life as if the problem does not exist. Sweep that dust under the carpet, throw those skeletons into that closet. Escapism through illusionary realism.

But then what?

You’ve got to deal with it some day. Some time. You can’t run forever. That eerie uncomfortable feeling starts taking over. It’s the feeling of a coward not wanting to deal with his problems, but being forced to because it’s the only way of getting over it, and the only true way of staying happy and keeping others around you happy.

The Universe throws loads of these problems at you and if you feel uncomfortable, then it’s precisely what you’ve come here to tackle.

Deal with it. Feel the emotions that course through your mind and body as you feel the unpleasantness of it all and then let it go. Let it go by knowing how to deal with it so that next time it comes around, you don’t need to try and dodge it or go around it. You can walk through it because it won’t exist for you any more.

And then you do what you are actually meant to be doing with your life. Be happy.

Where do we go from here?

My mornings are more moody than some women I've met, and that’s saying a lot. There are times I wake up, feeling on top of the world. That pain in my back caused by my weak attempt at push ups a day earlier has magically vanished. My grumpy Maharashtrian land lady actually smiled, though I'm sure it was because I surprised her with a smile. I make it to work on time and my boss is out of town. Just when my day could not get better, I get a call from Ohio and that sends me beyond happy into a state that I think they call ecstasy.

Then you have mornings like the one I had today. You wake up feeling like your head weighs as much as my grumpy old maharashtrian land lady who starts her cribbing session as soon as she sees me. There's no particular reason for her cribbing, I think it just makes her feel good. I'd like to think I'm helping her vent and feel like I'm playing a big role in her life. Being a good human being. But all i can think off when she's going on and on about leaking faucets giving her a head ache, is how nice it would be to send her into war next time our friendly neighbours think they have a shot at sneaking up on us.

Life is a miserable mix of emotions and at the end of most days you are left confused. What are you confused about? You're thinking if what you have done that day is good enough to make you smile, or so fucked up that you feel like joining your grumpy old land lady into battle.

There are parts of life that just make you smile no matter what. Nice music, the hills and your silly girlfriend, who is sometimes the only reason you manage to stay sane. Of course that is not a generic statement; in fact I'm sure it is an exception. Most of my friends think their girlfriends should be part of the 54th bomb squadron based in Siachen (the war jokes are starting to stale, but I just cant stop. The visual of  my silly landlady in camouflage just cracks me up).

Then you have things like family. You can’t go wrong really. You can scream, shout and most of the time they won’t throw you out of the house and even continue to feed you. Now that is the sign of unconditional love. You just gotta love your parents. They are the reason your alive and most of the time the reason you turn out to be the perfect gentleman that you are. If you’re a prick it’s probably not their fault, you just have the wrong friends.

And your siblings are just god-sent. Who else will take your shit and only threaten to castrate you and not really do it? Nobody. You should thank the stars you have a little sister or brother who is willing to be nice to you. They'll sit and listen to you whine about your non existent life while taking time out of their own. Sigh, now that’s real love.

Alright, I’m done being sarcastically honest. And I think I should stop talking before I further incriminate myself and lose the few friends who have decided to stick by me even though I am a neurotic blabbermouth.

His 'Majestic' Ways

There are so many time that we learn things from places and people, that you least expect to teach you anything. For example, I learnt about the existence of ’soul mates' from a friend of mine who is a self proclaimed evangelist. (We might not agree on many fronts, like if Jesus is the only way to God) but he's still one of the few people who gets how this world seems to work.

According to my friend, people spend years and years in romantic relationships without knowing if this is it. Truth is they can go through their whole lives living just like that. Learning to be happy. Learning how to love the person they are with. And they probably have their own scores to settle, and probably belong to the same soul group. But they will never be the happiest they can be. Its something they're settling for. What I'm talking about is the sort of bliss that can be achieved only through the soul recognition and reunifcation of those two souls that are a perfect fit.

There is always one and only one soul meant for every soul. A soul so perfect. Perfect only to you. Perfect for you. Perfectly moulded to fit every curve of your body to every annoying habit you have. The only soul that can give you that perfect happiness, which sees no bounds of time or space.

 And when that soul comes into your life, and you recognise your soul mate, it takes a split second to know that this is it. This is where you want to live and spend the rest of your life. In the glow of the one person who can give you everything you need and want. The person who sees you as their only way of living this life. Where the both of you just know. You just know.

Then all of a sudden life doesn’t seem that harsh anymore. Life doesn’t seem to be leading nowhere. You always feel like your home because your home is the one person who is truly yours.

So, if you are one of the lucky few to have seen the 'majestic' workings of the universe in person, don’t be scared to lose it. If you're scared then you're leaving a crevasse of negative energy that will make you believe things that are not true.

Have faith. If it wasn’t meant to be this way, it wouldn’t have happened at all. And now that it has happened, be happy, be grateful, and don’t hold back. Because this is it. All you've been saving up for is here in front of you. It’s just sitting there waiting for you to grab it and make it yours.