The Wobbly Bridge between Mars and Venus - Touched...

Martians cannot understand what those darned Venetians want from them when it comes to intimacy...for heaven's sakes, what's with "When you hold my hand, you hold my heart!" Even doctors dont hold hearts for crying out loud! Venetians attach too much importance to holding hands. They're crummy and sweaty when the weather is hot and when it's cold, it makes better sense to keep them stuffed in pockets. And what's with holding hands while at the movies? How the heck do you eat pop-corn then?

Venetians cannot understand why Martians can't hold hands...it's such a simple yet such a meaningful gesture. Why do they choose to slip their arms around the waist instead? Even in public? It is reassuring to have someone hold hands and bring comfort with their presence. Why is pop-corn more important than us? It's simple isn't it? "When you hold my hand, you hold my heart!"

Trouble is, all through our childhood, guys are taught they oughta respect women and almost all lessons are intended at developing a certain degree of reverance for them. Sadly, when they do come close to women, they respect them too much...or emboldened by the show of trust, respect them too little. Girls attach a lot of importance to touch...the right kind of touch. They need to be pampered but not to the extent of being molested. Reassuring touches go a long way in building up the relationship. Touch her too much and she will run away...don't touch her at all and she will be pushed away...

Guys, good luck finding the balance...girls, good luck with keeping it!

It's a Matter of Choice...

Nothing in our lives is forced...we make a concious choice after weighing all the options at hand. Some choices seem more difficult than others and at times, it seems we are left with no choice. It's interesting to note how often we find ourselves cursing fate and the bad hand dealt to us, opportunities that in hindsight we think we missed that someone else took advantage of...and it all seems to boil down to fate or chance. But it isnt!

Ever notice how many stories of successful people are often the rags-to-riches story...that they were down with nothing to lose and in that nothing to lose phase, how they found something incredibly good, fortuitously? But I kid not, it has nothing to do with chance...it's a matter of choice. They have nothing to lose and everything to gain so they made choices then, that they probably wouldn't have made otherwise. The choices that people make when they have nothing to lose are far different from the ones they make when they have much to lose. But it is a matter of choice. Greater risk, greater returns!

Wherever you are, whatever you are doing, you always have a choice. No matter how difficult the choice seems, there always is a choice. The fact that you care more for one set of options than another, leads you to classify one of the options available as the only plausible choice...

My point being, we make a choice...everytime and all the time. You do somethings for others and choose to head down some roads for their sake. Dont crib if you have chosen someone else's happiness over your own. Understand why you've made the choices you have...you'll be much happier...nothing happens by chance...everything happens by choice...whether you agree to this or not, is again, a matter of choice...

Funnily enough, this was written after losing badly in Poker...I thought it was all a matter of a bad hand dealt out but it wasnt...it was a matter of the choices I made on whether or not to play...

Sometimes life gets tough and you don't know what to feel,

You fall down, hurt yourself and you need someone to heal,

But when you turn around and look behind, all you see,

Your own shadow smiling back, saying "Well buddy, it's just you and me!"

What is it that gets us through life?

When everyday, you see new pain, feel the same old strife...

What is it that lets us smile?

When the world around us, can be so evil, so vile...

What is it for, that we wake up to reality?

When we know it is illogical, filled with insanity...

What is it for, that we do love?

When we know it's just for a few and with the rest it's always push-n-shove...

What is it that we seek out the good for?

When everything seems wrong, unjust and so much more...

What is it that I have sought, that I still do seek?

That I carry on for, even when my courage runs thin, my spirit stands weak...

Brilliant!

http://cgmvscgm.blogspot.com/2009/06/people-are-afraid-of-themselves-of.html

An Awesome Morning...

I have recently begun playing basketball early in the morning. Waking up at 6 for it. It's good excercise and decent fun yet, waking up that early in the morn can be a drag...especially if you've not been seeing sunrise for the better part of a couple of years. Everyone I know, is pretty much the same. I dont know any morning people.

I was walking to the court early in the morn at 6:30, half asleep and still with my mind elsewhere so when my phone rang, I thought I was dreaming...but I wasnt...it was indeed her call! Was the best start to the morning I've ever had!

Funny thing is, she, in all likelihood, is never gonna read this!

In search of time...

Have you ever wondered what is the first concept we come to grips with in life? TIME. Before we understand anything else, we recognise the existance of time. Infalliable, ever existant, ever changing, time. It is the most profound and the most baffling of life's components that intertwines itself into everything. Science or philosophy, everything is governed by time. If God is omnipresent, unseen, untouched, unheard, unspoken, unfelt, yet, acknowledged, feared and revered, i wonder, is God Time?

Conspiracy Theory

Sitting at home these days, I have little to trouble my little brain. Trying to make something of the time at hand, I pondered if I could come up with some great conspiracy to write a book on. So I thought of one, one that involved prying into the personal lives of people and keeping a tab on them all without their knowledge and in ways where they willingly put their lives to increased surveillance. Unthinkable, right? I mean what kinda incentive could be provided to people so that they put not just their day-to-day goings-on but also their views, opinions and deepest thoughts under subjugation? I didn't think that'd be possible or that I could come up with even a fictional scenario where people would willingly subject themselves to such a fate. Imagine a scenario where the powers that be worked so well behind the scenes, that caught people unawares, willingly subjecting themselves to extensive surveilance and policing. Impossible I thought...even if the government opened a private agency as it's front, people wouldn't be foolish enough to do such a thing...until I thought of what GOOGLE has done...imagine if it were really all that I was thinking of in a fictional scenario! So many have put so much of their lives online and with google and it's subsidiary organizaitions, the ammount of information they have about us, is scary...chats, blogs, photos, videos and so much more! The very thought that all that information could be misused, scary!

Yet, here I am, putting up my thoughts on blogger...if they are screening all that we do and this conspiracy theory does stand true, imagine the dilemma the guys snooping have...should they allow this post or not??? In fact, in my fictional scenario, the protagonist would be using this very openness of the secret to expose the scandal, by doing just this, writing a post! Am I the protagonist then?

(You now know, I am bored...as bored as bored can be!)