Freedom Fighters

I get really irratated,when i read that we are not performing our duties towards our society or country

the famous quote being repeated agian again " ask not what your country has givesn you,ask what you have given your country".

that we owe our soldiers gradititude for saving our lives,while they are fighting everyday day to save us from our enemies.

but i believe that we dont owe anything to anybodywe dont owe anything to our family,our society,our country or humanitylive and die for your happiness and out of your own free will.that is the only way people should live.

I am saying this even though I have not yet become breave enough to live by this code.not even our freedom fighter never waged the freedom struggle for other.

they did not fight for the weak and helpless people who could not stand up for themselvesThe waged a battle because they could not bear to live in such a unjust society.

the fought for their right to live peacefull and with honour and dignitylikeminded people joined forces along their way .they did not join forces to to good for society,or country they joined forces to fight for their freedom to live happily.they all fought for their principles and countless died fighting for their beliefs.

They sacrificed their lives not for others but themselves.they died for their own happiness

And they are respected for very principle that they gave their lives fighting for no one except themselvesbut

our soldiers and freedom fighter did not want to become martyrs

they also dreamed of living a peaceful and long lifebut a life of compromise is not what they were willing to accept

its a irony people who fight to live always die

but most of people do not understand this

we dishonour their cause by screaming that they died for other by shouting that they died for our society,they died our their country

we keep on saying that they were the lucky ones who died for their country,for they owed this debt to our motherland and they have become free of this debtbut most of these people dont have even slightest courage to stand for themselve and try to fight for their happiness let alone giving the life

Freedom fighter

All the soldier and freedom fighters

They died for no one except themselves

They didnt die for the millions,the weak and the hungry

They died for no one except themselves

they didn’t fight for society or our country

they didn’t fight for a higher cause or for humanity

They died for their principles and their beliefs

they fought so that they could live without guilt

the guilt that the did not fight for their happiness

the fought so that they could live in a better society

where there is no need to fight

all these soldiers don’t dream of dying

they dream of living ,of living in peace

but not all of them make it to promiseland

some die fighting,some die laughing

but when the go down to gallows,they don’t go down mourning,the go down laughing,they go down singing

even with their last breath they continue fighting

because they fought for nothing except their happiness

they fought for no one except for themselves

but we dishonour their cause,by screaming that they died for other

by shouting that they died for the society,they died for their country

we keep on saying that they were the lucky ones who died for their country,

for the owed this debt to our motherland

when most of us have no courage to fight for our happiness.

this idea inspires me to live my life to the fullest.

all the actions i do are out of my own free will and happines.

all my actions lead to my happiness.

i dont want any favours from anybody and i dont owe any debt's to anyone

just try to live life with yourself as centre of universe.

earth just turns into a heavenly place.

music keeps me sane

I just left office after a gruelling 17 hour day.i had hardly and time to eat,to relax a bit,even go out and get a smoke .

striving to get the module working for clients for across the globe.but i dont derive any personal pleasure from my work.i just had to get the code workingbecause i cannot see any program witten by me be unsucessful.this is only thing that drive me to sit in office insanely long hours.

when i got out at 2am.i was really irratated and sad.
i thought about all the thing i would have done if i had 17 hours to myselfi felt really angry.when anger and hatered flow though your system you really fell like a mad man with millions of thoughts running in the mind at the same time.

i felt depressed that i was not living for what i rellay loved,that i am not courageous to pursue a career in field where my heart lies felt angry that my friend were not there for me today,i felt angry that i had to get up next morning at 6 and again head to office only negative and bad thought filled my
thoughts

Then suddenly i rememberd thing i liked the most

music.

i remembered how even after a long and tiring day at work just listning to music lightens up my day.
i remember the days when i just slept or an hour or so and headed to office.how tired i felt and listing to some great songs just drove away all the sleep and i felt alive again.

today at night i dont have music to listen to while going home.but just thinking of it makes music flow through me.i begin to feel really good.i start to sing song in auto even though i am a terrible singer.

this was not a really bad situation,but i decidedno matter in how bad situation i would be in, i will always let music flow through me

without music i would have been angry ,depressed and crribbing abut all the thing in lifebecoming a preson i would realy hate.

so have i decided not matter what the situation i will never let go of music
i will eat ,sleep,dring and live music that is only think that can bring a smile to my face even in the most disturbing situations
it can provide more support to me than my family and friend.

i will never let musics die in me.i that day occurs ony thing left in me will be an insane,ordinary man cribbing about life.

music is my way of staying sane and alive

stranger

I was going through some blogs. when a random post caught my eye
I started to read th blog.there were may thing i could relate to in the post.
i was happy that someone out there think the way i do.

so i started reading all the all the blogs that were posted.
as i went through them i realized that we share a very similar thinking.
these blogs were witten about some 2 years ago .it told about the discussion the persond had with firendshis own thinksing ,ideas ,fears.the blogs were on all topics like life,death,music,dreams,reality,god,delivi all the topics under the sun
after reading through some of these blogs i really freaked out.

the blogs about life,our purpose in life,how we have change,lost the light in our eyes etc really freaked me out because these we the discussion what i and my closest friends were having for the last 2 months or so.

i spent sleepless nights thinkinking about my life,my dreams aspirations,
how i have failed to pursue my passions.why am i scared to chase my dreams etc.
these were the my innermost thoughts and ideas which i did not entirely share with my firends also.these were the friends with whome i have cried laughed enjoyed and live my life.and still they did not fully know who i am

i was afraid perhaps to share all my thoughts with them,
because only fear a person has while sharing his ideas is
that the idea will never be judged but the person definately will
though we were friends who stood by each other through thick and thin,
never questioned each others actions,never judged each other
i still had a small felling of insecrity that they will not relatre to me and judge me.

we never portray our true self in society.
it a heavy outer shell which we project over our real image.
the outer shell is always projected as how you would like to be.
you project a false image of all your dreams and desires in this outer shell
it conditions itself and modifies itself from time to time to fullfil your needs,desires and surroundingvery less of wht is really true seeps though this outer shell and can be seen.

you let only your closet friend see the real you.
most of the time we deceive even ourselve so that we cannot see who we really are and what we have become

we live in ignorance from the fears of facing reality
we all have our own set of fears,insecurities and thing we hide from everyone else.

and we live under the false pretance that these fears have dissapered
these are the thing we do not want other people to know even our closet friends.
if some one knows you completely,understands all you thoughts felling,you weakness,your insecurities
your despair ,agony your cowardliness to face up to life.you can never look that person in the eye talk again.

because you know that you are ashamd of there weaknesses nad would never find the courage to see youself in the mirror eye to eye thinking about all these insecuraties,

And here i find a stranger who has put down excatly all my thoughts,feeling,fears,nightmares,beliefs etc
all deppest fears,insecrities,and agony my live is known to a complete strange.
the blogs said about thing i was always afraid to tell my self.
i am really freaked out that someone out there knows the real me.though a complete strange.who probaly i will never even seee.but just the thought that someone can see beneath the inner shell into all your weaknesses scares me.
but i am also happy that there is someone out there like me.
this situation reminds me of line from one of pink flyods greatest songs

ECHOES
"strangers passing in the street,
by chance two seperate two glances meet
i see you ,and what i see is me "