Tuesday, June 26, 2012

Sacrifice

Let us sacrifice ourselves in love,
Let us be selfish for one last time,
Let us drown in the pain of existence
Let us ignore the pleading of others.

For it is hard to make them understand,
For it is not worthy of our parting ways;
For them we are two foolish souls in love
For them our voice is mere estranged expression!

Come with me, we will go on to another world,
A world where there is no one else but you and me,
A world where no one can find us
A world from where we will never return...

Won't you come with me my love?
Won't you leave all this behind?
Won't you let me end this sorrow?
Won't you let me kill us both, to keep our love alive forever?

Sunday, June 24, 2012

Avowal

I am not sure that I have done no harm to anyone,
Although I can say I meant none.
Still my heart cries in vain;
Of the things I have never intended to do in my life but I did,
And the reason for which is yet unclear...

The questions to be asked at this moment,
The cliche to be unraveled in this phase,
Am I to be blamed for what I have done?
Or to be forgiven for not having done what I could have?

Look through me you will see my heart,
Listen to my calling you will hear my past,
Indulge in my thoughts you will feel my pain,
For I have been seeking something all my life
And which I thought I almost had but lost

Am I to say that I have found what I have been searching?
Am I to justify myself for what I have been doing till now?
For which, I don't have answers or at least I pretend so;

But one thing is for sure,
The lightness I feel in me is true and pure
The life I am living now is enchanting with all that I ever wanted
My mind keeps saying to me that this is the right path,
For some reason I believe that I have a chance
And my demented mind wanders again...

Thursday, June 21, 2012

Ayn Rand's Ideal Man

"Man's ego is the fountainhead of human progress"


I recently read Ayn Rand's popular novel "Fountainhead" , after hearing many words of praise about her philosophy from couple of my friends. Well, the entire plot of the book revolves around this concept called "Objectivism" and its different shades. Although initially the idea seemed a bit unpractical and confused to my average intelligent mind, once I read a few chapters of the book I came to better terms with it.

The main character Howard Roark stands for what objectivism really is. He is Ayn Rand's concept of ideal man, who is a pure individualist living by his own terms despite what society thinks. He is a wannabe architect who gets expelled from college for being too unconventional creating designs of his own without following the so called standards in the architecture. As the story unveils he will be met with strict objections from the world for his own novel approach in creating buildings without even considering what the client wants. In other words no matter what, he will design his buildings according to what he feels will suit the location and the purpose of the building. And the interesting part is that he sticks to his principles even when he is pushed to extreme levels like social isolation, unemployment.

In the real world, we may never come across a strong personality with such conviction and reasons. And even if we do, we will also go with the majority of others who says you have to compromise on your ideals at least on some level to have growth in career and personal life.We may not be able to follow or to digest the concept of individualism as a whole rather than collectivism, but we can definitely try to adapt some essence of it. This book is in many ways an inspiration to us , giving answers to the questions we have at different stages in our life.

The part where Howard gives his statement explaining his actions and beliefs in a court leaves us thinking for sure. Through his speech Ayn Rand tries to tell us how hard it is to be an individualist or egoist if you are living in a collectivism oriented society. How any new idea, belief, or creation might be first met with hatred or disbelief, but latter they have proved to be the milestones in human progress.

Like how Prometheus was tortured for sharing fire with man, how Adam was punished for eating the fruit of wisdom, how man's invention of wheel, airplane were considered stupid ideas initially; every creator is met with cynical approach. The point is to swim through all the violent currents and stand by one's belief until reaching the shore.

Being a social animal we are generally expected to live by preexisting rules and norms, to live in  a particular pattern, to please people or to feed on others idea. To live for others in a sense; but this book suggests that when a person lives for himself/herself first by doing his/her work to his/her full potential and happiness the society growth and progress will follow.

Tuesday, June 19, 2012

Repercussions

(Written on 19/03/2010)

Have you ever asked yourself lately; what is it that you seek in life?
Is it happiness, glory or wealth; or so called peace of mind?
Is it the love from someone you care about most in this world?
Or is it the cliched question of finding one’s purpose in life?

For sometimes I feel too much perplexed in mind; to figure out the right thing to do,
As I tend to hold myself responsible for the repercussions of my doings!
A notion that I might end up repeating my mistakes,
And that I will be judged every single moment of my life!

I don’t know on whom I should put the blame for this,
Maybe on the over expectations of others on me,
As if I ought to prove my point to them,
As if I am obliged to some preset duties and that I owe something to this world!

Why do I need to be a part of this rat race?
Why do I need to bother so much about all these beliefs?
When all I want is to feel free in my mind!
And all I want is to succumb to the wanderlust in me!

To write is to opinion, to write is to impart.

I don't remember when I started to write first exactly. There was some poems about love, loneliness, the stereotypical brief period of diary writing and so on.

It never turned out to full bloom due to the obvious nature of impatience in me with which I undertook most of the ventures in my life.

However there is one ultimatum that I felt about writing; it made me feel better always. So after many persuasions and aspirations from my beloved husband I finally sat down to start a blog. 

As I mentioned in the title. to write is to opinion , to impart. Like any type of expression, I am aware of the fact that I may incite negative comments on certain things I write about; which I am totally willing to confront.

So by dedicating this blog to my father, who always encouraged me to write I, Jaisha Menon start my first blog ever!