Generalizations don't exist !

Have you ever had the feeling that all the generalizations you made about situations, people, things etc are all wrong?

Every concept you had, on basis of which you made your decisions, suddenly add upto naught.
And from the very next moment, you might just have unlearn the world and then learn it all over again.

I guess I'm going through such a phase, I have always hated generalizations but nevertheless end up falling prey to them (as evident from the title of this post). And now, I'm thinking of swiping my generalization-dictionary clean and start over from scratch, lets see how this new one turns out.
(quite a coincidence that It's my birthday today)

So, if I know you, bear with me, I'm getting to know you all over again.

Crystal Ring

The night sky is absolutely breathtaking tonight over Kharagpur. There are a few low clouds moving swiftly across the sky, creating an image not very unlike the one in The Highwayman, yet the stars steal out in between, sparkling away merrily.
There is a cool breeze, probably its raining somewhere close by.
But tonight's striking feature is the halo around the moon, visible when the cloud cover clears intermittently.


I don't have a pic of this night's moon. But here's one from the net that's close enough.

I'll pique your curosity by telling you that the ring would always be of the same size no matter when or where it forms

The reason is as beautiful as the phenomena. Read it here.

The above site mentions that this could be the sign of bad weather. I'm keeping a close watch on my weather sticker.

Beyond...

As a result of a bit of encouragement, I looked around my comp to see if I had any of my poetry still around. I was pleasantly surprised to see a vaguely familiar doc file in a vaguely familiar folder...
I had written this one back in my second year, with the hope of getting it published in Alankar,
which to this day remains an unfulfilled desire.

(read aloud for best effect... and pardon if it sounds a bit cheesy...2nd year tha yaar!)


BEYOND


“Beyond the hill lies riches untold,
Diamonds, rubies, emerald and gold,
Beyond the hill lies beauty unbound,
Roses and tulips run every mound.”,

“Beyond the hill lies a great desert,
Look for gold and you’ll find dirt,
Beyond the hill lives Death alone,
Miles can be heard Decay’s drone”,

“What you feel is fear of unknown,
Wisdom isn’t found staying at home,
If you daren’t look beyond the hill,
You shall be Ignorance’s kill.”,

“What you feel is Temptation wild,
She is nothing but Devil’s child,
Mirages are far and never near,
Do not name my prudence, fear”,

“I cannot argue with those in a well,
Who stay fallen once fell,
Who look at the sky and dream sweet,
But daren’t ever to move their feet,
True I tempt me with riches yet unseen,
Truer yet, I may face troubles mean,
But I shall run and I shall climb,
And look and search till end of time
No words of yours can change my mind,
My reward lies in my struggle to find.”

Life Kicks In

A little apology to people who expect a bit of originality from me but this thing i read somehow is connected to my previous post so I put it in.

A U.S. Open finalist in 1998, Philippoussis, because of a series of injuries and poor play, has dropped to No. 209 in the rankings.

At age 28, he claims he is working hard but has no confidence during matches.

The only time he showed a spark during his media conference was when he recalled his sensational 6-4, 7-6, 7-6 win over Pete Sampras at the 1996 Australian Open.

"I've been watching that match the last few months," he said. "I definitely remember thinking I didn't have too many worries at that stage. You're 19, you're so free, you're so pumped. Everything's great."

Smiling, he added, "Then life kicks in, I guess."
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