Super Heroes

As a child they always fascinated me with their unlimited powers. They still do. They believed in them selves and I believed in them. Superman, Batman and Spiderman are the only super guys for me. Rest are variations, distortions, way too complicated. But these 3 were, still are :), simple and normal guys, with a secret life. Just a secret life. Thats it. We have secret lives too. They always fall for treachery. Most of the times they fell in trap saving a loved one. ** We too are vulnerable to treachery and deceit.

One notices every thing is so normal with them until the call of duty and the way they react to that call is what makes them different from a normal person. The metamorphosis, the transformation in split seconds. The reaction time they take. Most importantly their definitions for good,bad and evil are so clear, so untainted. The way superman runs behind a truck and within a second appears on the other side as a different person. or the way spiderman runs for a dark spot, gets out and ... spiderman .. spiderman :) The way batman replies to Gotham. The change of clothes, personalities, statures, everything is so symbolic. Batman is i a technology freak :) he has style, flair and sophistication, yet a simple guy. he has gadgets, even assistants :) yet i find him very simple..a natural hero(i can just go on and on talking about them).

Rising up to the situation is the only thing they know. They live and breathe in the moment. I was only tying to figure out what is it that makes superheroes different from any normal person. Even life confuses them the way it confuses us. The way I'm so terribly confused writing this post. Feel lost in a bhool bhullaiya of thoughts :)

Then what might be the difference? Their belief in themselves or their guiltless, crystal clear conscience? or just because they were born differently or because they were lucky? Why were only they chosen to shoulder such great responsibilities?

Why don't we see people flying around, moving in bat cars, spinning webs, fighting evil, suppressing bad, advocating good, standing up for someone in need. even standing up for themselves? This is an anti climax I know. I genuinely wanted to write interesting things superheroes. But somehow I cannot dissociate superheroes from us. I cannot think of any reason why we cannot be someone with super powers. It was wonderful of someone to remind me that more important are the expectations we have from ourselves. Everything else is relative, not significant.

Why do we always have a super person to look up to, whats wrong with us? Why can't we dare to look up to ourselves? The way these super heroes do, the way any super hero does. Why cant we believe in ourselves the way these people believe in themselves? Why cant we have clear cut, permanent and not situational definitions of black and white? Why do we have to feel chained to something that isn't even there?

Why don't we just close our eyes and fill up our lungs and roar aloud.. to announce we have arrived. To announce that we are aware of our boundless powers. To let the world know we are not afraid of testing our limits. To stand up for us. To stand up against anything that is not right. To let ourselves know that we are not carrying any guilt.

To let the Almighty smile in pride that He created us.

Happy Dussehra !!

Expectations

I'll start on a very pessimistic note

kisi se koi bhi ummeed rakhna chchod kar dekho
yeh rishtey nibhana kis kadar aasaan ho jaye..

What is it between expectations and a relation that doesn't work? Every thing that you have worked on for years, carefully placing brick by brick, piece by piece and it just falls apart. Why are we so weak ? We feel the pain, yet we are not willing to walk one step forward. I'm not talking for people who fail to deliver, I'm talking for people who do not receive what they expect.
The ones who get to complain :)

Expectations are silent killers, slow poisons, sometimes sudden deaths. One doesn't notice when they become unreasonable. Its like a double edged sword.. people who expect feel they are justified while the other person thinks they are a bunch of unreasonable, stupid, childish demands.

Why are we so weak and self centered, not to understand that the other person could not meet our expectations because that person has his/her own limitations. The other person might be weaker, or maybe the other person is trying to convince you to be strong on your own. Lol.. but this logic defies my reasoning.. I know every time I failed to deliver was because my heart was not hundred percent into it. I failed because I didn't feel as much for the person/cause. It was a mere formality.

Expectations are like roses.. you don't have to see them to know they are there ..bright, beautiful yet very delicate.. pick the wrong one, touch it with just a little bit of extra pressure and u kill the relationship a day earlier. Yet expectations are the beauty, strength and life in a relationship.

I'm not happy with what I have written but I'll let this post stay there.

Here's to filling our glass of life with expectations that we have to meet .. and ignoring whatever we expect from people we love.

Reason 2

Actually reason 1 is reason 2 and reason 2 is reason 1 :) came across a beautiful song "Guncha koi.." one of the best songs i've heard in recent times.. sometimes the simplest of things touch u in a way you can only dream about, you can only wish for.. and Guncha was one of them..
while searching for the meaning of guncha, stumbled upon a blogger post.. and i just stared in shock at that post .. it was as if the thoughts were my own .. shock followed by a smile :)

Guncha koi mere naam kar diya ..
saqi ne phir se mera jaam bhar diya ..

life is about refilling your glass again and again.

Reason 1

Finally in.. not sure what I will be writing about. Not even a writer and I already have a writer's block. having a good laugh about it.
and reason 1 for my being here is that i want to cling on to the only thing that i can claim to be mine.. my life. How can a blog help me stay in touch with myself? No idea. Just following my instincts.
I cannot promise anything .. this is a first for me .. have never been into writing.. I'm not an entertainer. all i have written is some mails. And not many people appreciate what i write in those mails .. because i have this irritating habit of writing my mind every time.. someday you may find a comment from me on your post.. that comment might be totally out of context or might blow the topic out of proportion.. my comment might hurt you but i cannot cease to assume things, draw my own inferences.. and i'm not sorry because it is never my intention to hurt anyone !! I could have kept quiet i know.