Notes of an Overthinker

I love cloudy mornings. In fact, morning has its own beauty when the sun rises but the day does not. It feels as if the time has come to a stand still; It looks as if the clock is ticking but not moving. A quiet stroll on the streets on one such morning, with only the hue of blurred sunshine, all by yourself brings you closer to your inner being. And a road ride is beyond happiness; it is joyous. (By the way, I had one today morning) Today was this perfect morning in Delhi. A beautiful morning in a beautiful city. P.S. You need to wake up early for these experiences. :P

The monotonous and mechanical lives that we are living these days make me feel sorry for ourselves. We usually spend our whole day without giving a single thought to any of our actions. What a loss it is! 86,400 seconds wasted! We failed to live even a single of those moment! This makes us nothing better than robots. But, have you ever tried to sit and stare into empty blank space? Do it. 'Waste' some seconds for yourself. Try to enjoy the blurring visions. Do not let anything bother you. Let the mind take its own course. And then, when you are surrounded by a complete void, think! Think what are you doing and where it is going to lead you. Analyse your actions and make the best decisions. When you do this, you feel your existence. You know that you belong. And that realization is one of the most powerful driving force in the world. It always lets you choose the right path and propels you ahead on your way.

अक्सर ही हमें ये समझाया जाता है की ऐसे सपने जिनका सच होना मुश्किल हो, उन्हें  देखना व्यर्थ है क्योंकि वो तकलीफ देते हैं। यह बात सत्य नहीं है। सपनों का उम्मीदें बन जाना और उन उम्मीदों का पूरा न हो पाना तकलीफ़देह  होता है। सपने देखने में को हर्ज़ नहीं है। सपने हमें खुशी देते हैं और उनके सच होने की दिशा में बढ़ने की ताकत भी। सपने पतंग की तरह हैं, जिन्हे अगर ऊंचा उड़ना है तो उन्हें यथार्थ की डोर से बांधे रखना होगा। अगर ऐसा नहीं किया तो पतंग कहाँ जाके गिरेगी, ये किसी को पता नहीं। सपने देखिये, उम्मीदें न पालें। और यथार्थ से जुड़े रहें।

Acceptance is an important trait which must be a part of one's personality. It determines the broadness of a person. Everyone must accept everything. It doesn't matter how you take things, but you must take them in. That's what really matters. If we do not accept things, then we are confining ourselves in a shell; we are surrounding ourselves within some boundaries. And these boundaries, they are unreal, fake and non-existent. They are only our reluctance towards the thought of acceptance, thus narrowing the spectrum of our knowledge and making us unable to see and comprehend things as good or bad beyond a certain limit. It not only affects our social personality but also hinders our growth personally, as we put up resistance for new thoughts and ideas, making us an ignorant lesser mortal. We must know everything, let it be anything. We must be welcoming for thoughts, ideas, news, knowledge, teachings and any such thing, so that we can contemplate them and then know wh...

Satisfaction marks the end of growth. One must never be satisfied with all that he or she has. Satisfaction kills the desire to want more from oneself, to achieve more in life or to have anything that could be yours. If you are satisfied with your life, it means that there are things achievable but you are just too tired to have their comforts, be it something materialistic or spiritual. Your satisfaction with your life also shows that you have got nothing to live for and that there is no craving inside you. And, if that is the case, you better die. Never ever be satisfied with what you have got. We must always have something to achieve. We must always have something to die for, and that is what makes us live, work harder, and gives a driving force to life.

मुझे दिल्ली पसंद है, सर्दियाँ पसंद हैं और रात पसंद है। इसी वजह से मुझे दिल्ली की सर्द रातें बेहद पसंद हैं। इस शहर की हवाओं मे कुछ तो ऐसा है जिससे की सन्नाटा भी जम जाता है। कोई एक हल्की सी आहट भी नहीं होती; चारों तरफ एक खालीपन सा छा जाता है जिसमें केवल हम मौजूद हैं। और हम, रज़ाई लपेटे हुए खुद में ही सिमटते जाते हैं। हम खुद में ही समाय जाते हैं। खामोशीयाँ इतनी गहरी होती हैं ऐसी रातों में कि हम अपनी सांसें सुन सकते हैं। दरअसल, हमारी सांसें हमारे मन की आवाज़ हैं। दिल्ली की ऐसी सर्द रातों में हम खुद से बातें कर सकते हैं।

More than after two and a half years, I am writing this blog post. Thanks to my friend Moksh, who created his blog (mokshgoray.blogspot.in) and that was what made me remind that I too have a little space on this huge online world. I felt that maybe it's time to start writing once again. I hope that I will keep posting pieces from my heart here, a place where maybe no one will read them but still they would be here meaning to be read. :)