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Tuesday, March 07, 2006

vagaries of life - the motivating factor

"Scientifically speaking, the human mind is one of the unfathomable sources of mystery." Now now, I realise that this is probably one of the crappiest ways to start a post. No wonder you would feel inclined to click the 'X' shaped counter on the top right hand corner of the screen ( Well, I am a windows person at heart, so the Mac and Linux people can scorn as much as they want ). Anyway, the main reason behind such a bad starting line ( much comparable to ' Have I met you before ? ' in dating ) is that i could not think of anything else at this point of time. Enough of useless rambling, let me get to what I am writing this blog for.

Well, it is not some remarkably happening incident that i am going to talk about here. In fact, it might seem really trivial to most. To actually tag it as an incident would be wrong for its more an emotional sinusoid rather than a tangible occurrence ( now thats a graduate student writing ).

A sudden overwhelming rush of assignments and deadlines had made their way into my life and caused me to dwell in a state of perennial irritation. So much so that simple queries and comments seem to be filled with innuendos and seemed like lava bombs hurled at me by some unknown force. ( Beware !! I am to drift into the realms of incoherent ramblings again !! ). the whole world seemed to be conspiring against me to take away even the minutest moments of happiness from my life. This sense of despair culminated in me uttering some heartbreaking words to the person who was trying her utmost best to cheer me up. I was really pissed off at an obscure crowd for having tried to spoil a very important moment of my life and as every second passed I seemed to be blaming myself for being so unnecessarily decent and not blurting them out of sight. ( For Lynne Truss fanatics !!! This is not incorrect usage !! ) . Little did I then realise that i was probably the luckiest person on this earth to have received wishes and greetings from the people who mattered most to me. But as is always the case, time was to be the ultimate preacher.

Having spent an unusually worn amount of time brooding over my procrastinating nature, I managed to shrug off the pangs of anger and despair and slowly come to the realisation that my special moment hadn't been destroyed but brought to prominence by the heartfelt wishes of my best friends, my parents and the love of of my life.

Little did I realise then that I had, in my moment of gloominess, managed to impart some of it to her and in the process nearly ruined the beautiful gift she had given me. No it was not expensive at all. although I doubt if even the richest person in the world could have 'bought' it. It was gift of pure love which I had failed to recognise and managed to dishonour. It happens that some one brings a smile to your face and you in turn manage to make her cry. that is precisely what I had done and was at a loss to mend this situation. It was then that I realised that there was only one way out of it. Truth and humility, the two attributes I refuse to resort to in time of trouble ( I dunno why ) . And whollahh !!!! it worked. I managed to bring a tinge of a smile to my beloved's face and this tinge was enough to trigger off a fusion reaction which culminated into a hearty laughter, the sort which brings warmth to your heart. We were in 'blissfulland' again.

What I had started off to say at the onset of the post is well and truly lost now as i have as usual drifted into territories I had intended not to tread at all. But anyway, that was exactly the point I was trying to make. This crest and trough of happiness and grief in arelationship hurts for sure, but at the same time it rekindles the flame which might have slightly dimmed due to the monotony of your situation and enables you to traverse huge distances in time until you finally reach your destination. ( Okay !! Okay !! I am not disclosing that )

Lo and behold !! This incoherent rambling ends in the same uniquely depressing manner in which it started.