Some systems are meant to be how they are, with flaws that cannot possibly be repaired. Amongst the whole this infinitesimally small one often feels depressed for it doesnt find a reason for its own existance. Rest stable and well built ones have the advantage of peeking on others moving ahead probably well set to their tunes. Seeing and being-there are definitely two different things ...
Fortunately i am from among the stable pieces of code .. with flaws that can be rectified. I am reminded of the Delhi trip. We got into searching for numbers 78 and 79. They had already occupied our berths. You cant categorise them being males or females; enunch!. Berth number 78 was mine. "Aae Raju .. bol re chikne ko humko udhar alag baithne ka hai .. tum log idhar adjust karo na .. achha nahin lagta .. aae chikne bol na .." - one of them spoke to me.
You are completely in your senses and are aware that you are amongst the most uncommon breed, the generic crowd looks down to you with a strange hatredness with no particular reason. Its not simple.
We got up and exchanged our berths. Big deal! But with a least notion of wht is going to happen in the next 9 hrs. With a huge betel carriage and typical hand woven purse.
Some people keep on complaining wht if i had this .. wht if i had that .. i am okay but probably no ones caring .. He's not my type .. she's so rude .. wht kinda job am doin man.. A unique set of clauses/reasons/excuses/wants would be present with each one of us am sure. I totally agree that its all what makes us human beings.
But for a second try to push out of your close coosy shell of SELF and try to get the bigger picture. Imagine you are one among these .. people luk at you but with a strange hatredness .. u feel it. Go to buy clothes .. and it all turns insane. How do you feed yourself? Beg around roads humiliated each moment to an extent where probably your urge for an existence ceases. What has it to do with us ... nothing .. its the enunch way and i cant do much... the way of an outcast. As usual am being another shameless who luks at them with the strange look ..
Come back ... its not that we are responsible for all problems but can surely be worthy of whtever we posses .. small .. big.. anything .. A system has to contain flaws since designers are flawed by law. Do we really have that much time to think on infinitesimally small instances .. figuring out why he ditched me or why my boss screwed my ass .. why she doesnt talk .. why i am not doing a movie .. Try being an OUTCAST .. you would realise how fortunate you are and the magnificient things you can make out of all you have.
It took my sleep away for that night i realized how fortunate i am ....
Fortunately i am from among the stable pieces of code .. with flaws that can be rectified. I am reminded of the Delhi trip. We got into searching for numbers 78 and 79. They had already occupied our berths. You cant categorise them being males or females; enunch!. Berth number 78 was mine. "Aae Raju .. bol re chikne ko humko udhar alag baithne ka hai .. tum log idhar adjust karo na .. achha nahin lagta .. aae chikne bol na .." - one of them spoke to me.
You are completely in your senses and are aware that you are amongst the most uncommon breed, the generic crowd looks down to you with a strange hatredness with no particular reason. Its not simple.
We got up and exchanged our berths. Big deal! But with a least notion of wht is going to happen in the next 9 hrs. With a huge betel carriage and typical hand woven purse.
Some people keep on complaining wht if i had this .. wht if i had that .. i am okay but probably no ones caring .. He's not my type .. she's so rude .. wht kinda job am doin man.. A unique set of clauses/reasons/excuses/wants would be present with each one of us am sure. I totally agree that its all what makes us human beings.
But for a second try to push out of your close coosy shell of SELF and try to get the bigger picture. Imagine you are one among these .. people luk at you but with a strange hatredness .. u feel it. Go to buy clothes .. and it all turns insane. How do you feed yourself? Beg around roads humiliated each moment to an extent where probably your urge for an existence ceases. What has it to do with us ... nothing .. its the enunch way and i cant do much... the way of an outcast. As usual am being another shameless who luks at them with the strange look ..
Come back ... its not that we are responsible for all problems but can surely be worthy of whtever we posses .. small .. big.. anything .. A system has to contain flaws since designers are flawed by law. Do we really have that much time to think on infinitesimally small instances .. figuring out why he ditched me or why my boss screwed my ass .. why she doesnt talk .. why i am not doing a movie .. Try being an OUTCAST .. you would realise how fortunate you are and the magnificient things you can make out of all you have.
It took my sleep away for that night i realized how fortunate i am ....
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