Ramblings of the miffed mind!!

Life is strange.
We want to be able to decide the rules and yet let the set stage to become our home.
We want to be independent and yet we have issues with too much of it.
We want to assert our thoughts and yet become speechless, when told that the assertive thoughts are a show of selfishness and ego.
What we think is pretentious behavior becomes a mode of adjustment.
We are asked to build bridges, seal relationships and yet asked to wonder if we have managed to cement the relationships really well?
Being unique is no more a problem, but being normal is still better.
A mind with critical inquiry is labeled adamant.
If compromise is the key to happiness, then why are we even asked to dream.
It is to disagree, good to let the steam off as long as in the end we adhere to the same beaten path.
A new choice, a calculated risk, an unheard ambition, a personal drive are still moments of insanity and still self-efficacy is harped upon.
We talk about entrepreneurial beginnings, yet forget that nascent dreams walk on a tight rope.
Life is so much about contradictions that i sometimes wonder if choice is a blessing, skepticism a mild tonic and sarcasm a light humor.
These random ramblings begin to help my mind organize my incoherent thoughts and yet after the desired journey, I am still where i began from. This is an illusive search...

Conversation with my Variables...my puddings!

My study variables seek attention...
I read, re-learn and work on retention.

I dwell, I stare, I re-look, I flare...
they stare back- a cold, calm unnerving stare...
almost like they know their positions
but I am unclear..

They correlate even in ambiguity
partial, multiple, sporadic are the relations
Some Structure, some Equation, some Modeling
is all they ask for.

I love my variables...they are my 'puddings'
hate to drive some home, love to invite new ones
i create this mess...and still wanna talk

See my emotions in gestalt,
fragmented bits are statistically suicidal..
I vary my variables, play a game of hide n seek
I keep counting
and they smile with some cheek!

What do YOU think?

Groundnuts & Ground breaking research
...what is the commonality?

I love the rains...

I love the rains...
as innocent as the entwined fingers
as soothing as the warm hug
as everlasting as the first kiss
I love the rains...

WLB indeed!

Working with WLB,
I have many things to observe and see.

A recent b'day of a little boy i know
Found me interacting with all the moms on the go.
The kids chirped, the moms conversed-
Intro sessions to sharing kid woes.
What they did? where they worked?
In conversation, the thought was forked.
Some did 'nothing'; were moms full time.
Some chartered accounts, working part time.
Some had a con-call to attend-
Various careers and dreams latent.
Discussed they did how kids are important.
Career and kids don't go hand in hand, they say.
Let the husband work long hours, the wife needs to care.
This was a simple understanding and uncomplicated fare.
Guilt driven they felt when time was taken for self.
They had packed chores and moments in life's shelf.
But what after they grow up? asked one.
What will we do then with no career, the thought run.

I sat a silent apectator
wondering a little-
No theories can explain this
No models can delineate the intricacies.

What makes moms like this, I wonder.
Before them, they put the world without a ponder!

Random words @ Meeting moments!

Meetings
Questions raised
Spells of rain
Status quo!

My
It is my domain
Springs of thought
Quote my say

We
Let us branch
Summer of shine
Talent bespoke

Beauty
Bangles color
Autumn music
Fairy tales

Sponsor
Money money everywhere
Winter snow binds
Confusion reigns

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