A boy's journey through words and the mixtapes. I write every Thursday.
Break is a break, not a guilt.
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It’s been two weeks I’ve not written a word.
I am aware.
I’ve been listening.
I’ve been thinking.
I’ve been reading.
I’ve been learning
Too many things to ponder over.
Just. Selfishly. Taking an off.
It’s been a while.
Namaste..
Comments closed“It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds; who knows great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who neither know victory nor defeat.”
Theodore Roosevelt
There’s a beautiful saying, “You can’t win if you’re not in the game.”
So, Walk the talk.
Today, in a conversation I’ve had with one of my former student (now a brother alike) who recently completed his Chartered Accountant exam after more than 7 attempts; He for sure is a fucking warrior; We went on to touch upon the idea of “when will one’s life be better at all?” To which I finished off with a quote by one of my mentor Naval Ravikant — “Desire is a contract that you make with yourself to be unhappy until you get what you want.”
Implying the fact that for any kind of noble progress pursuit, it does demand suffering, it does sought sacrifice, it does crave commitment, it does call for patience.
That, Life for all good intents and purposes rewards action than the intelligence as James Clear clearly puts it.
That to live a life of purpose, that to be able to take up more responsibilities is more worthy that to merely wish for life to get better.
That so many great people fail to get even started in the first place, and signaling plastic virtuousness in absence of clear actions is obvious stupidity!
Walk the Talk.
Namaste.
Comments closedIf I am what I have and if what I have is lost, who then am I?
Erich Fromm, To Have or to Be? The Nature of the Psyche
Nobody but a defeated, deflated, pathetic testimony to a wrong way of living.
We are constantly trying to push the narrative
that we are as happy as anyone could be
that we are enjoying this one grand life all the time, all the more
that we’ve been to places; seen places
that we’re wise or mostly pretend to be one
that we’re hunting, gathering and treasuring memories
that we’re pretty, handsome, beautiful and attention slash praise worthy
that we’re self-acclaimed celebrity
that we’ve figured it all out and caption them for other to get a piece of that shallow knowledge, shallow experience
that we have a perfect life
that we are somebody we are not.
Namaste.
Comments closedGrades don’t measure tenacity, courage, leadership, guts or whatever you want to call it. Teachers or any other persons in a position of authority should never tell anybody they will not succeed because they did not get all A’s in school.
Thomas J. Stanley
Yes, that’s straight A for my Masters in Computer Science Program.
This Thursday, I wanted to write about Gpa 4.0. Not so much about the grades though.
Not at all to brag about how great I am.
For the record — I am not!
Looking back.
To me Gpa 4.0 is a story,
of so many sleepless nights,
of so many sacrifices,
of so many nerve-alarming exam preparation days,
of so many ‘on-repeat’ Joker track I’d listen to compose myself before every exams,
of so many nerve-wrecking exam hours,
of so many results published days too.
To me Gpa 4.0 is a story,
of so many spell-binding Professors,
of so many kind colleagues who I have learned from; and more importantly of so my pals who supported me and helped me in the heartfelt and most selfless way possible,
To me Gpa 4.0 is a story of
of so many little victories,
of crazy losses too,
of my fears,
of all those relieved days,
of tears too (hmm.. did i cry at any point? .. Sure, I did)
Had I not sealed my Masters program with Gpa 4.0, would the narrative of my story have changed?
No.
Does the grade tell anything about me?
No.
Gpa 4.0 is not about the grade for real.
Gpa 4.0 is all about this beautiful, bitter-sweet experiences I was fortunate to have lived.
Namaste.
Comments closedMany people care more about being right than being happy
James Clear
I was the person with utmost respect for philosophy, ideals, principles and dead people’s quotes.
In the name of being true, honest, assertive and straight, I’d hurt many people. I’d walk over them many-a-times. I’d abandon those whoever didn’t agree with my view of the reality.
I was the Sherlock who always wanted to have the last say even though it meant at the cost of cold and bitter relationships.
I’ve learned my lessons.
And, just as Vicki Tidwell Palmer puts it:
Choosing to be happy rather than being right means you value creating understanding, or maintaining harmony and peace over insisting on being heard, making sure that other people “get” you, or teaching someone else a lesson.
Not everything in life is objective or more precisely, most of the things in life are subjective.
Lastly, David Hume best describes it in the opening line of his philosophical book, An Enquiry Concerning Human Understanding, published in 1748, where he says,
Indulge your passion for science…but let your science be human, and such as may have a direct reference to action and society. Be a philosopher; but amidst all your philosophy, be still a man
Namaste.
Comments closedI’m here in Seattle for a week to visit one of my best friends.
I love rain, and so I most definitely love Seattle.
I love Deception Pass.
I love Whidbey Island.
Its Douglas Firs. The Hemlocks. The Columbia Tower. Space Needle.
I love South Lake Union.
The amazon complex there.
I love Fort Ebey State Park.
The chilling wind with humid air, the rich vegetations around.
Aaa…ahh, never have I ever thought I’d be fortunate enough to befall, belove this Washington’s gem.
Namaste.
Comments closedI am convinced that living in an enclave shapes the personality, and living alone shapes the personality too.
Mary Douglas
She is the reason why I got the opportunity to fall in love with San Francisco City. For sure, had it not been for her I could’ve ended up in any of the 50 states for many different reasons.
She’s the reason why I consider myself lucky; lucky because I honestly was able to take more responsibilities in my life mainly by virtue of her inertia. I learned to cook … just about anything. I learned to equate the balance sheet of work and personal duties. I also learned to take care of myself. I learned to listen to my priorities. And yes, I learned to be a little happy for myself at times too.
Contrarily, we learn so much about ‘our-selves’ when we live ‘alone’ than we ever will when we’ve been constantly surrounded by people our whole life. Now that I’ve been living alone, on my own in absence of her — duly taught me how much big of a gun her life has meant for my life. Not that I’m trying to sell she completes me bullshit. I just miss my forever friend.
Yes, living alone in absence of her duly taught me how much I miss her.
Living along in absence of her duly taught me that no matter how perfect everything looks from the outside — the void, hollowness & emptiness inside makes it all tasteless. Meaningless.
Living alone in absence of her has had me think and think clearly — what a beautiful life it was when one and one made two.
Living alone in San Francisco.
Namaste.
Comments closedFew House Keepings before I serve today’s hot potato.
I and my mum were having conversation regarding few people we know who’re clearly ill-willed, then came society, the culture and norms and expectations of others, and the happiness, basically everything that are extrinsic.
I told her, well, we will eventually die one day, for sure. Now, If we just think about this one universal fact and start making choices and decision starting from this inevitable end; we most likely will end up making wise choices and un-pressured, pure, meaningful decisions.
Thanks to one of my mentor Ryan who introduced me to the world of stoics and stoicism. He had me think about a latin word ‘Memento Mori’. And, I’ve definitely talked about it so many times here at musicpervs.
Personally, I contemplate over my impending death… everyday.
Namaste.
Comments closedWe all want to be ‘The Hero of our own story’.
~author
Whenever possible, ask yourself –
Am I a good egg or the bad one?
Let the question guide you.
Let the question be your north.
Let the question help you earthen.
Let the question inspire you to soar.
Let the question, question your true utility in someone elses’ life other than yourself.
Let the question un-naked, un-burden, un-stress you.
Am I a good egg?
Namaste.
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