har mulakat ka anjaam judai kyun hai
is jahaan mein malik teri khudai kam kyun hai

Starting out again

I had resisted change all my life. That included being phobic of new software upgrades, cynical of people I met, even to the extent of being psychotically attached to my spectacles, dryer and pens. Thats because new things never worked for me and strangers always disappointed me! But the ironic thing is that lately I am being thrown into the situations where encounters with new people and experience of new things cannot be averted. Each time I think that this is where my life would become stable, this is where my journey ends, I have to make a new beginning. For the kind of person I am intrinsically, I am sure that I have fared decently.

All said and done, today change has become the monsoon skyline for me which lifts my spirits when it has the density of a marble.

So, heres raising the toast again to a new road that awaits me.

This reminds me of a song by Whitney Houston.....
Well there's a bridge and there's a river that I still must cross
As I'm going on my journey
Oh, I might be lost

And there's a road I have to follow, a place I have to go
Well no-one told me just how to get there
But when I get there I'll know
Cuz I'm taking it
Step By Step, Bit by Bit,
Stone By Stone, Brick by Brick
Step By Step, Day By Day, Mile by mile

And this old road is rough and ruined
So many dangers along the way
So many burdens might fall upon me
So many troubles that I have to face

Oh, but I won't let my spirit fail me
Oh, I won't let my spirit go
Until I get to my destination
I'm gonna take it slowly cuz I'm making it mine

Step By Step, bit by bit,
stone by stone, brick by brick
Step by step, day by day,
mile by mile, go your own way.

Say it, baby, don't give up
You got to hold on to what you got,
Oh, baby, don't give up,
You got to keep on moving on don't stop.
I know you're hurting, and i know you're blue,
I know you're hurting but don't let the bad things get to you.


I'm taking it step by step, bit by bit (bit by bit come move),
stone by stone (stone by stone yeah), brick by brick
Step by step,day by day,
mile by mile, go your own way!

Giving a Face to an author?

Would I ever read another work of V.S Naipaul? Despite all I heard and read about his brashness and irritabilty, I considered his works detached of his personal failings though not absolved of his personal experiences. But now between me and his work sits a man who admits to have tortured his wife. Now the same author has a face which repels me.
Can I leave one aspect of life of this person and appreciate his other? Should I appreciate his works inspite of the fact that as a person I may not hold any respect for him. But who am I to make judgements about some other life which I have not experienced. So, the next time I hold his book in my hands, I would try to forget the author and evaluate just the words my mind comprehends. Though I reckon this will be hard.