reality matters...

In my quest to truth and life, I have had partial glimpses of quantum physics once in a while.

'Reality' and 'matter' are two words that pop up all the time.

Does matter exist at all? Is it all in your mind? So, does the mind exist? Who is the real seer? Can the observer be observed?

Something tells me [call it belief or conditioning] that the world is real. That reality exists. And yes, there's something that controls reality. Quantum physics believes that we are all responsible for our own reality. But I think we need to take it a step backward.

Dwaita school of philosophy believes that the Lord of Prana abides within each of us and that Lord Hari abides the Lord of Prana. So you get the 3 layer reality here.

The philosophy also states that each of us is unique, so you get where choice and free will came from. But there's also collective consciousness that plays a huge role in the world. Lord Vishnu holds us all together because he's the Ultimate observer and the One who shapes our reality.

I always thought there was a conflict. There isn't.

It all fits in better than I imagined.

[a revelation!

until, of course, I find the next one... :)
and of course, there's a lot lot more to it than what i just dotted down]

stories?!

I attended an interview today. The interview went really well. The interviewer wanted me to tell a story. A story about everything - business, life and entertainment. But he wouldn't pay me well enough. He used the word "worth" while talking about my writing. Such a person is not "worth" working for?!

Let me get to the point straight away! The interviewer lied to me throughout. I smelt things fishy from the very start. But I couldn't see any reason for him to lie. I mean I wouldn't have taken the job anyway! I knew it the moment he said interacting with my mother was a form of business too. And he also said my grand mom was Mother Earth. :P worse still, he said his thinking had a lot of depth. I couldn't help the condescension because he said my writing lacked depth after he saw a piece i wrote in 10-15 mins. [and, I thought I wrote pretty well.] The world is full of condescending and pseudo intellectuals; me included. No mercy there! :D

His business plan was to connect the world with business and money! exactly what i am against. He said religion and politics aren't good enough to bind the world. So his solution was money!

I somehow always manage to meet the most strange people of all. I have been through some of the most freaky interviews so far! they are hilarious in retrospect. Not very often do you see people walking around telling they played under Kapil Dev and that the same person is also Ram Gopal Varma! :D Yes, you heard me right!

The world.

is a farce. :D

Sometimes I wonder, what are we building our society on!? Why do we have such people running the world! I could imagine people applauding after his talk on a public forum. Those talks are not worth our time! actually, I am not angry! I pity them. yes. But nothing more. Laughed over it a li'l bit. but that's about it.

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I was having dinner while I saw a really young girl on a tv channel. She was about 7-8 and she was telling everyone that the world is unfair. She wants to be a lawyer because she wants to provide justice to those who deserve.

I was wondering when was our society built on fear! When I was 7-8, the world was green and happy! I am sure I had issues with the colour of my school bag. But I loved all people alike. This requires more thought! are we all choosing fear over love?!

Do our stories lack depth? Or are we narrating the "wrong" stories around here?

Phew! I feel too responsible to act!

I wish Bill Hicks was ACTUALLY available for children's parties!

. . .

I want to continue being an idealist though...

of futures and presents; of controls and wills

▫    Your credentials are better than what we were looking for. . .

▫    Your attitude and personality -> brilliant, keep it going!

▫    It was indeed a pleasure meeting you. We wish you the best for your career ahead.

▫    We loved you, BUT our big boss...

▫    Our institution hired someone else, would you be interested in my new start up?

▫    You are best suited for the job, BUT our head is looking for experience.

▫    Sorry, in spite of your credentials you don’t fit into what we were looking for.

▫   Sorry for now. However, we’ll keep in touch with you in case we have anything that suits you.

That’s how my Job hunt has been so far.

I had a psychic friend once. And she told me it won’t be easy. I didn't ask her but how could she hide what was in store. She told me it won’t be easy. I despised her for it seemed as though she had more control over my future than I did.

I made a huge fuss to go to the interviews. I’d somehow convince myself with the help of closed ones to go there and give the answers they liked.

Why us, they’d ask.

Because it’s YOU, I’d grin half-heartedly.

Then they’d decide my worth and stamp me a reject after a marathon meet. It’d all end with a loud cloud of tears within.

That’s how my job hunt has been so far.

I told my mom this is not what we are here for. And she said, that’s how it has been for generations. I’d disagree and she’d blame the Government. How do I explain where I stand?

I do not believe making money in order to consume goods is mankind’s sole purpose on this planet. If you’re wondering what I believe our purpose on this planet is, I’ll give you a hint…it has to do with creating and sharing.  Bill Hicks

I simply cannot believe in buying happiness. When my mom accepts defeat because we are “oh middle class”, I feel defeated to have been born. I feel sorry that my actions don’t reflect the value-rich childhood my parents have given me.

6-7-8 lackadaisical attempts to find a job and I feel unworthy already. I do realise that it doesn’t matter in the larger scheme of things. Maybe the best is still in store. I won’t let things take control over me. I shall put in my effort. The rest is left to greater forces.

.... that which we are, we are;

One equal temper of heroic hearts,

Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will

To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.

tennyson