Why am I even bothering to try and keep this blog updated? Won’t it someday go the same unnoticed way that my other 3 (!) blogs went? Won’t I out of frustration, some morning try and delete this peek-into-my-life?
I just do not understand why it is so important to this world if Shahrukh Khan and Salman Khan fight their duffed heads out. Why is it that interesting to get to know if Aamir still smokes? Or maybe if Padmalakshmi is married or single? Who cares if Paris Hilton is jailed, or Obama scoffed at?
Why care at all if your next door bachelor-neighbor has a new girl friend each day? Or if the girl across the street is a nymphomaniac? Or if the lady who lives a floor below you is prone to hysteria?
Wake up people and go live your dreams. Petty silliness and stupid pig headed actions are not going to get you anywhere, if not the totally crazed up wrong way. Fight for your dreams with yourselves. What matters if you are 15 or 95? You have a dream and a purpose, and not sounding philosophical, I guess it is right that you have to carve your big dreams out for yourself and not expect someone else out there to do the chiseling for you. Get a hold and move on.
Don’t give a damn about anything else other than your destinies. And the people who will get affected by you actions. Show enough humanity, but don’t overdo it. You may just risk getting your hearts shredded.
Post Note : I completely am not sorry about the fashion in which this post turned out. If you have a problem with it, to hell with you.
