Oskar Schindler

Schindler: I could have got more out. I could have got more. I don't know. If I'd just … I could have got more.

Stern: Oskar, there are eleven hundred people who are alive because of you. Look at them

Schindler: If I'd made more money … I threw away so much money. You have no idea. If I'd just …

Stern: There will be generations because of what you did.

Schindler: I didn't do enough!

Stern: You did so much.[Schindler looks at his car]

Schindler: This car. Goeth would have bought this car. Why did I keep the car? Ten people right there. Ten people. Ten more people.[Removing Nazi pin from lapel]

Schindler: This pin. Two people. This is gold. Two more people. He would have given me two for it, at least one. One more person. A person, Stern. For this. I could have gotten one more person … and I didn't! And I … I didn't!

What a man. What a movie.

For I Am

Warning : May not be very reader friendly. But then again, my stuff never has been.

As usual, I've took a hiatus from posting. This was one of those times when nothing goes your way. In short, you get screwed by life.College messed me up, had a conflict with mom and dad, friends suspected me, Badminton Racquet got smashed, Ipod crashed, Phone got confiscated by college , My gym membership was stopped by mom and dad .My head started asking questions it had no business asking " Why am I doing CSE Engineering?", "Why engineering", "Is it too late to swap?"  etc. I realised how arrogant I sounded in my writing. Truckloads of shit happened. As usual, reading Vivekananda, Swami, and my cousin kept me sane.

These were things I defined myself by. When all these were gone, I realised, that I still am. That I am more than a combination of my interests and relationships. I am more . I just am.

The point is, with these things happening posting was the last thought on my head. And my writing tool happens to be my Mobile phone. With that gone, I feel like a cripple. I had 10 pieces written in it. Damn.

Anyway, things are starting to look up now.Almost all issues I had with people around me are resolved.Gonna get a mobile today. Finally.Did pretty well in recent quizzes. And looking forward to a lot more.

Have a lot of books piled up on my shelf.

1) Dr Zhivago

2) Catcher in the Rye

3) Parthiban's Dream

4) Sophie's world.

5) The Prize

6)A spot of bother

7) The Journey of a master 

Aand so many more. Too lazy to type. Movies too.

Anyway I almost normal now. I guess I'll start posting more frequently. My cousin, a sound engineer cum composer, has recorded a few of my poems .Will put them up soon.

"Life goes on.I'll sleep when I die.Bring it on."

Carpe Diem

Laugh all you want. I am gonna take a resolution. One resolution. No, its not "Im gonna be good to mommy this year" or "Im gonna work out this year". Its something much simpler, something more.Two words. Latin. You know it .Carpe Diem. Yeah CARPE DIEM BABY!

A sudden connection over facebook, a sudden high, a new zeal for life. Poetry to usher in the year.

Carpe Diem

Inching closer to a new beginning,
A new dawn,
Feel the change
Palpable in the air.

High hopes,aims, dreams and aspirations,
Of promises kept and words broken,
Success and yet failure too

Every moment,every breath drawn
Carpe Diem pounding true.

Carpe Diem.Latin
"seize the day"
Take it by the throat
Capture it
Make it yours

Squeeze what what you can
Demand and get what you want
Go for it!

Yes CARPE DIEM!
For the whole damn year!
No matter who, what, when or why.

Life king size
For what you hold true
Life the way life
One given to few

You exist for yourself
You are your own proof
You are the witness to you life
The judge,jury and Holder of the Scale

Go sqeeze and suck each day
Wear out your shoes
Tread new paths
Do something, anything
Be true to you.

Yes.I mean it. Anyone sees me backing out on it, kick me in the butt and remind me.

All that he ever could be,he was

What if  a person can be all that he/she ever wants to?What if all your dreams can be intertwined to be the one driving force of your existence?What if these would define who you are,be your  epitaph when you pass away,and linger on as your legacy?This what I'm thinking of right now.

I want to work for India,but I am not the kind of guy who can live in villages and serve.I like to write.I'd like to be an entrepreneur of some sort.Since I'm doing my Computer Science Engineering I'd like to make an impact there as well. I would love my life to be in the company of people who are not afraid to use their brains,who are comfortable with who they are,who do not tread the trodden path,"who go instead  where there is no path and leave behind a trail" . I would not want even an ounce of my potential to be unrealised. It must be said that "All he ever could be, he was"[my quote].

What it all came together like pieces in a jigsaw puzzle,everything integrating to one glorious whole.A mixture of inspiration,passion,the right company,creativity,logic and independence.What if dreams were for real?

On Fast Forward

I want life to be a blur of activity;one event followed by another,in such a way that I'm totally occupied.In other words life in Realtime.


And if Time ever slows down,when seconds seem like minutes and moments tend to eternity,I'd like it to be with close friends and family around . It has been that way so far since Amrita happened to me[:D],life revolving around fulcrums of college,cqc,movies ,music and badminton.

I'm content with this state of affairs,so much so ,that I'd like like to continue at this hectic pace.I do not want time to slow down when all alone,to be trapped within the confines of my own head.I do know ,that this cant go on forever, that sooner or later, I would find myself in the vacuum I so desperately wish to avoid.

Some people say that if you have a spotless mind you will be at peace with yourself.Wonder what guilt lies embedded in me.I guess I must devise ways to entertain myself;to find my ruling passion;above all to love my own company.After all its the only one that stays.

Looking for :The Eternal Sunshine Of The Spotless Mind

WHY EXACTLY??

why??the essential question?
a multitude of answers
but the answer i seek is one
for in the answer is the One

why do we have a fluttering mind
thoughts flowing into one another?

why do we have conflict and discord?
barriers ,dividers separating one another

why do we feel insecure,unsure?
in presence of one "superior"?

why dont we stick to our convictions?
moving with the crowd ,hither and thither

why dont we bother to comprehend ,to learn?
thinking i have better work in life??

why do we procrastinate ,postpone??
that tomorrow tends to forever??

why do we get distracted
when we think on lines like these??


each question has answers separate
but the answer i seek is one
For the answer is the One

the answer lies in realizing we are one
life matter and everything in between

the answer lies in realising the One
the supreme existence ,form whence we came

the answer lies in being the One
for where there is no duality ,there cannot enter strife

the answer is One
filled with ananda
the very nature of the One

questions infinite but answer one

realising this we realise the One
merge with the One
become one

for
where are divides in unity?
can a single existence conflict with itself?
can there be a question of death?
can there be hate or sorrow?
when your very nature is verily
existence knowledge bliss

find the One
merge with the One
become One
for the answer is One

QUESTIONS

supreme power??origin of the universe??realisation??countless views have been put forward for and against these subjects.well here is an interesting perspective:

“Who knows for certain? Who shall here declare it?
Whence was it born, whence came creation?
The gods are later than this world’s formation;
Who then can know the origins of the world?
None knows whence creation arose;
And whether he has or has not made it;
He who surveys it from the lofty skies,
Only he knows- or perhaps he knows not."


oh BTW this is from the rig Veda.thought you people may like it anyway.

A TRAIN TRAVELOGUE

a train journey from coimbatore to chennai.was smsing to pass time.and suddenly a message turns out to be this poem.so here it is:
A TRAIN TRAVELOGUE:
staring at the tracks
hearing the whistle of the train
the rustling of wheel on track
the chattering of the inmates

landscapes whizz by
one fading into another
dark silhouettes lit
by moon and streetlamps

passing a station now
not a soul to be seen
thought of hauntings,
and michael jackson's "thriller"

rail follows river now
vilage road on the bank
empty fields to the eye's gaze
a bike breaking the scene

train crosses train now
a roar
a rush
a flash of light
the whole thing gone

all alone on a berth,
you wonder;

the urge to break fee
to rid oneself of shackles
grows
stronger and stronger

like a second Che,
exploring the land of the tamils
i feel boundless freedom
nothing to care about

a journey of discovery
a journey inside
truckloads of questions
not an answer in sight
my mind is a mess now
thoughts flitting in and out
they go like:
" whats inside me ?
who/what am i?
where do i belong ?
what is my time for ?
the stations to be crossed
where im gonna reach
what should i carry with me"

the train has come to a halt now,
and so must this meandering mind of mine