Searching for Drops of oil in the spoon...

For all those who haven't read "The Alchemist", and thus are terribly missing bliss, here is the story in brief. The story made sense to me...but at the end of the day raised questions too!

A young boy leaves his home in search of "Secret of happiness". While wandering through an old city, he comes across a palace where an old king stayed. The boy meets king and asks whether he knew the secret of happiness. The king says yes and asks the boy to have a round in his palace but holding a spoon of oil in his hand. The boy, takes the spoon full of oil, and goes around to watch the exotic things, beautiful pictures and the artwork in the palace. When he returns back to the king, the king asks "You saw the beautiful palace and the exquisite things, but where are my drops of oil? You have dropped them being unaware of them". The boy looks at the empty spoon and looks back at the king questioningly. The king tells the boy. "The secret of happiness is to see all the marvels in the world & never forget the drops of oil in the spoon"


Now, i got the noble point of the king and really appreciated his concern for the drops of oil...(with price of oil hovering around $135/barrel, he has every right to get annoyed :P)
Jokes apart, what matters is how early in your life and how accurately you ascertain your "drops of oil". It's a task in itself and a great pursuit to know your prioritie. Time changes, people change, perspective changes. And in spite of all these if your "drops of oil" don't change then you are doing ok...thereafter the real challenge will start to protect them from your running around. As far as I am concerned, no question of protecting them, since I don't know what exactly they are!!! :) :(

Misguided Angel being loved

Misguided angel hangin over me
Heart like a gabriel, pure and white
as ivory

Soul like a lucifer

Black and cold like a piece of lead
Misguided angel, love you till I'm dead

Delaying Gratification

What bit me this summer I donno, but here I am, doing a finance internship in Standard Chartered Bank, Mumbai. Daily up-down from IIT campus to South Mumbai office is inevitable. Daily 2 hours of local train journey in the melting heat of Mumbai..aah!!...not one of the most desirable things, but I am doing it dutifully(?)

After a grueling day at work I was returning to the hostel late evening. A friend sees the exhausted, sweat-drenched me and out of some sense of duty asks me, "Tera give-up nahi hota kya??" At that point "a plain no with a fake smile" is only reply I could manage. But later when I gave it a thought, I said to myself...I should have given him a fitting reply. How on earth could I make him realize the feeling of ecstasy when after a draining day at work I sit in my room with my guitar........and at the same time play it too.(For all those people who still have doubts about my orkut album pic - I CAN play a bit of guitar)...After a tiresome week full of meetings, deadlines, presentations...when the weekend comes...it's like Joey finding keys to the eatery full of Sandwiches. Bliss!

Delayed gratification, my friend!

DREAM COMES TRUE, LOSES VALUE

It may be a sign of immaturity or selfishness, but for last few years I have experienced the beauty of big dreams and loss of the same when they are accomplished. The fact that the dream is not yet accomplished places a high value, a high "price" on the deal...and when it's fulfilled, that value gets lost. And I brace myself for a newer, may be more challenging dream-chase. Sometimes I feel, what a materialistic view this has been! Consciously I yearn for the dream persistently until it is achieved, and yet it becomes suddenly worthless when achieved.

On the other side though, I feel this has been a prolific sign,which is in coherence with the lessons from Gita. "You keep on doing work and don't expect the fruits of your work". Keep setting aims, keep achieving them, then pause for a while, absorb the success and get ready for even higher aim. But for how long, my dear friend! For how long I am gonna run after my dreams...and get exhausted! I don't want my life to be happening around, when I am
doing all the running!

So there is a fine line between being a "Karmyogi" and being a "relentless dream-chaser". And I have a feeling,that I have crossed the line and have been wandering into the materialistic territory for long. But the time has come to reflect on it now. Another chink in the armour...Dream on and then Move on...or the other way round!

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