The first blog ( contd........)

I EXIST BECAUSE YOU IMAGINE I DO
I DREAM THEREFORE I AM

The gift of talent i believe is a huge responsibility, it does not really belong to u, it never did....
shekhar kapur
These r the words of filmmaker shekhar kapur, the man who has transcended boundaries, history and time itself to create magic on celluloid as will forever be remembered....commenting on his own work he says tht all the talent ppl perceive as his, is neigh bt a gift, a debt from the eternal xpanse of universe into which he keeps zapping to and fro, a tiring but quintessential journey as he partakes yet another adventure with destiny and creates movies which touch millions across the globe.he believes he constantly shuffles btw his naive and shrewd selves to maintain his innocence, to keep in touch with his true unconquered spirit .......

a complex whirl of ideas and yet seemingly plausible, it does lead you to wonder if your talent too was merely a loan from eternity and if so, dn't we all share the same wide expanse of the universe, cn't we all draw the same from it.....yet thr exists a disparity among ppl who r all talented bt in different measures, proportions and varieties as well....on the other hand if we do share it all and have access to what made the substance of the great masteros of the world, whr is the cause of negativity, jealousy and hatred they so often encounter or is it merely the intrest on the debt, tht keeps the universe in balance, the same way as good and bad, yin and yang, love and hate do....is this the God's gr8 balancing act tht keeps the world together in one piece........
Do think......

the first blog

Today as i post my views online i cannot help bt think back at the first blog tht intrigued me, well it wasn't really a blog, bt an interview of shekhar kapur which mentioned his opinions on life and work, also bt his blog, which incidentally became the first one i evr chked out coz though blogs had been around a long time, it always sounded like riflng thru someone's personal diary, a peek in life of others i wasn't to keen to take , bt i know better now 4 i was most pleasantly surprised to turn out wrong........an xchange of ideas, voicing out ur opinions , xpression of ur gut feel is wht it more seems like nw, tweets appear to be doing d same n i feel xcited to be a part of the times of techno-revolution tht have made it possible.....

Done with procastrination

i have put it off long enough.......done with zoning off.........done with procrastination...
strangely i feel it nw whn i m so down and dejected , gt a tear on my cheek bt hope in my eyes coz i still hav d breath of life between my lips....so much to do, so much lost bt if i dn't make up for it nw, i nvr will ........dn't want my regrets to plague my life bt being able to look back with both joys and tears on a life well spent....... cn't b sure bt d nxt one u see;)

strange tht i craved anonymity whn i tht off making my thts public bt still cldn't let go off d feeling to make a good impression......on whom?. i dunno...reflects upon my vain weakness, the desire to be appreciated no matter who is bestowing nor who is getting d praise......human nature, i guess or maybe my more sinister side, i can't be sure.....
having said so , i find great relief in knowing it doesn't bother me anhymore, i hav finally succeeded in breaking one of the links of shackles tht keep me entrapd, can't wait to do away with the whole thing, it may be of my own making bt d bonds tht hold it 2gther are my own too.