Its always my way

I haven't posted here for so long that even those unfortunate souls who peek into this site
once in a while must have declared this blog unofficially dead.

I have been wanting to do that for quite sometime now, i mean deleting this blog.
If i was technically sound, i would have merged this with my active blog site (if that's a possible)
www.ephemeralflower.blogspot.com.

But i couldn't, i couldn't let memories die, as every word once published becomes a part of history. I love every line inscribed in these digital pages. Every grammatically incorrect sentence, every naive observation, and every feeble attempt to punch in humour and wit in an otherwise insipid post.

I plan to write a book someday in future, and then when its published, i shall come back to these pages. Back to the pages where i first discovered my integrity as a writer.

Nobel Prize Winner Muhammad Yunus

On social entrepreneurship!

A New Year Inspiration

While my writer friend, Goli and I were discussing on possible stories on NGO's I stumbled upon this video at this website called ngopost.org, needless to say, it rang a bell somewhere.
I especially like the conclusion at the end where he talks about social entrepreneurship, and how business which is run only for profit motive, address only one aspect of mankind, he says there is another aspect of human being that is the need to care and the the need to touch people's life.

And no economic theory and business model addresses this. In charity, the life of the money ends with the donation, but in a social business, a dollar has endless life. He also talks about a separate social stock market and gives example of such more such ventures.
Truly Inspiring and a brilliant way to start the New Year -To make a difference, not to one or two lives, but a whole generation of frontiers who will lead the future.

Take you time out (its an hour long) and watch it....it's worth every minute, and certainly something you'd like to start you New Year with.

And happy New Year all of you, i apologise for the depressing earlier post of mine, ignore it by all means, was in a weird mood when i wrote that. Love you all, and hope our connection gets stronger than ever this year!

Hollow and empty

Its a new year, so thought it was about time I blogged. But lately, words seem to elude me. Its like i have all these beautiful words and sentences framed in my head, but the moment i get down to print it, they refuse to show up! just disappear, leaving me to stare stupidly at a blank page.

All that exquisite poetry, that had come rushing, lines and lines of prose, that promised to express an art...... all poof! vanished, leaving me with a dull ache inside of what would've been.

Writers always write with a purpose in mind, and use words to achieve their goal, and then one day they wake up to the reality that its not the words that vanish, but the intensity of the expression that leave words empty.....hollow and empty, as if they were a cheap lip service to the true nature of events.

Right now, i have no clue what i am writing, and worse, what purpose these words are going to fulfill, but really, does every damn thing we do are say have to mean something thing.
cant we write for no reason
sing for no reason
and more than that....exist for no reason.

Life screams for a reason to exist, and it shatters you to know that there really ain't no reason
and that i am but a dot in the history of existence.
Hah! another oxymoron! as if existence has a history. All this media, these books that we read, music, technology, is all a feeble attempt to make some sense out of this insanely complex world.

And amazingly we succeed in deluding ourselves to believe that we can actually make sense out of this world, and that there is a reason for existence.