Time....

This post is inspired by the grand visions of the Grand Canyon and the midnight sun by Gobbler's Knob in Alaska, two of the greatest "live" shows on earth. And, in an indirect way, the movie Rock On(2008), and Pink Floyd's Time.

Time, time, and time, a space, in which even non-causal events become a surety with time. We are gifted with a limited amount of time, to learn as many lessons as possible; and to seek, suffer, soar and surrender. We come into this world, and leave this world, when the time comes. And everything that we do, is to do so, to bring in a purpose into our lives. Make the best of what we can, and take all efforts to lead as complete a life as possible. In a way, given a blank canvas to an artist, time shows us as to what all masterpieces the artist comes up with. Similarly, given a blank canvas called life, it is up to us, to come up with whatever we can.

Often, most things, happen, because, there was no other thing that could have happened. Like, whatever has to happen, has to happen. Well, some of my friends, find it difficult to believe that the author believes in such a philosophy. However, from the author's limited experience, it is more so vindicated. You want something badly, at one point in time, to the extent that life without it would have seemed meaningless and empty. Later on, it could so happen, that the non-happening of the event would have been the best thing to have happened. All this goes to show, as to how limited our understanding is, and how little we know as what we really want.

Does the Grand Canyon really care as it goes on making love with the sun's rays, at different times of the day, in different positions, almost every day? It knows what its purpose is, and it doesn't do anything to trumpet about its greatness. People who miss out on this great show, practically, miss out on it. As simple as that. Likewise, people who seek, finally surrender to the greatness of it all. Does the show really care for time. This is something that it has been doing for centuries, with we, the mankind, a mere insignificant speck in the vastness called time. Similarly, the loving interplay between the clouds, sun, mountains, etc. that goes on everyday during the Alaskan summers for almost 24 hours, that sadly goes unnoticed by most people.

The inspiration from the movie Rock On, and Time by Floyd, comes from the fact, that, ten years is a lot of time, at the personal level, for your idealistic dreams of the tender adolescent youth to come crashing down on you, as you embrace life in its more developed form. A few compromises, here and there, that could haunt you for life. At times, one would feel, that, it is better to not be dangerously crazy about anything, and lose it all; than be really really passionate about something. Anything could happen with time, for one never knows what life has in store for you. But then, wouldn't it better to live the fullest during that time, than compromise on issues, that are veritably, metaphors for your own life?

PS: Likewise, ten years is a lot of time, for you to actually lead the life you want to, and take it into the realms of dreams and fantasies. For, if that is what has to happen, that is what will happen.

PS2: Of course, one important point of mention. Not doing one's duty or following one's calling, in the name of, "whatever has to happen, will happen", is foolishness. It is more so with the idea of fixating the concept on the result or the outcome, rather than the very journey, itself. The journey is ours; and it could be tortuous, difficult, baffling, and incomprehensible, at times.

PS3: Everything happens for a reason, and for the best.

The Olympic Gold...

The ever-elusive olympic gold in an individual event, finally came to India, due to her hero, Abhinav Singh Bindra. With this, the common man is elated. Likewise, the politicians are extremely happy. For all one might know, the ruling government, might treat it as an another(?) feather in its cap. Till now, the Olympics was something of a painful event, that used to occur every 4 years. Shame, resolve to do something about the dismal scenario, helplessness over the lack of resources and encouragement, etc. over a period of a month or so, to be soon morphed by the euphoria over cricket and its activities and players. If only cricket had been an event at the games!!!! Well, even then, could we assure ourselves of a gold, if not, a medal?

Well, the author belonged to a generation, where, cricket was necessarily considered a spoil-sport for the child's education, and dreams of becoming an engineer or a doctor. Now, cricketers, who make it, definitely make more than the smartest engineer, and can further retire early. Thanks to the Indian Premier League and the Indian Cricket League, the process of getting rich quickly, is made possible. It wouldn't be surprising if the present generation of parents, in fact, encourages their children to play more cricket than study. Maybe the Indian parent would further tout for an Indian Woman's Premier League. Nevertheless, cricket does and would continue to retain its #1 position, sadly, so, at the cost of the other sports.

Recently, the author came across a few comments in a newspaper portal, that was down right shocking to say the least. The main theme, was, as to how the North Indian's are performing and getting medals for the country, while the so called South Indian brainies, slog for an IT firm, both, in India and overseas, and hog on idli-dosa-sambhar. Well, talking more on this ridiculous argument or point of view, would be utterly insane. So, what does the future hold for us? China, courtesy, its 32 year boycott of the games, got its first gold medal in 1984, in Shooting. Can we expect, India to top the gold medals tally, in Olympics 2032, and further expect India to be the hosts? China was clear in its mission 2008, maximize the gold medals in events where it is good. So, if we were to follow a similar policy, then, what options do we have, and do we have to do?

By the way, one genuine question - why isn't Chess one of the sporting events in the Olympics.

The Indian in America...

This posted is dedicated to those readers, who have tried their best in encouraging me to start writing all over again. This absence from blogging is both inexplicable and inexcusable.

The author, as in the Indian in America, turned five, a few days ago. Five years back, living on American soil, for such an extended period of time, definitely seemed impossible, if not insane. Ten years back, US was all about the rich, the developed nation, and the megalomaniacs. Fifteen years back, US was all about the Grand Canyon, Yosemite, Alaska, Denali, Rocky mountains, Yellowstone, Pueblo Indian civilization, New York, San Francisco, Pacific Ocean, Golden Gate, Chicago, Wodehousian characters in America, etc.

Anyway, over these five years, one thing is utmost certain. Never ever rely on the judgment of your unjustified assumptions, ideas and opinions. Lack of culture, heritage, spiritualism, family values, "neighbourliness", etc. are some of the oft mentioned critiques at the US. US is definitely the land of the immigrants, and, is conspicuously lacking in any of those ancient monuments. History in the US is a mere 300 years old. But then, the presence of the national parks, and the care/maintenance towards them, with the sincere wish, of making them a legacy for the future generations to come, is worth, appreciation.

The culture in the US mostly revolves around the natural topography of the land, the musical history over this century, sport, cinema, entertainment, etc. Los Angeles, the Hollywood capital, has a distinct culture of its own. Likewise, the small and beautiful beach towns of the Orange County. Austin, the blue dot in the red lone star state, has a fairly off-beat culture in terms of music, cuisine, arts, etc., with Lance Armstrong, being a happening phenomenon. New Orleans is all about jazz, and Miami is all about reggae, dancing, and the likes. Broadway in New York is about theater and musicals, and Minneapolis is all for the lakes and related activities. Nothing really wrong.

My experiences with Team in Training, for almost a year, in Orange County, CA, was so different. That to me is what US is, and what Americans are and can be. Not necessarily rich, they are normal people, for whom family means a lot. Surprisingly, quite different from those notions we have about the lack of family values in the West. (Of course, the divorce rates can get high; and the probability of a man or a woman, under 18, being a virgin, be almost zero.) Setting aside the side note, weekends are meant for family. Vacations to national parks revolve around camping, hiking, biking, fishing, etc. with family.

Further, this lack of "neighbourliness", stems from the fact, that people keep to themselves. If you need help, and you ask for it, you normally get it. It is not that people are unfriendly, (of course, there are the rednecks!). People are very respectful of you, and respect that space around you. Also, a perfect stranger, asks you, as to how your day is going, and further, wishes that you a great day! Often, it is a mere greeting scenario. Then, there is this extreme case of thanking people, to the point that, it seems like a mere formality. All in all, surprising behaviors.

The true purpose of this post is to not justify the American way of life. It is more so, to amaze myself and see, as to how unjustified, assumptions/notions can become. Further, no matter where we live, it is always good to take the positives, and try incorporating it into our way of life. The negatives are always there, everywhere. After all, isn't life all about opposites?