WE HAAVE AAALL THE TIME IN THE WORLD

The Heracles nanobots are never going to allow you to touch the people you love, your wife and daughter. As all his life he has been sailing ships through the storms, while remaining calm in the face of chaos and distress. He gave away Just a tinge of moist shining steel eyes, but not enough for tears to roll down. 

Madeleine was a strong woman, perhaps he knew. To fall in love, you must see reflections of your own past in a person to appreciate the shaping up of their character, which forms a strong connection. You know, someone can barely hope for the best, when all along what they have been doing is preparing for the worst. 

No Time To Die appears to be a redemption for all the past bond bravados. You don’t see privilege or motive in The license to kill but rather an instinctual desperation. He’s just another pawn but with more skills and gadgets. Has to payback and get the job done, to allow for the fuming recklessness.  

Only men with firm beliefs turn out to be heroes or villains. Formation of one creates the necessity or vacuum so the other must form.  Rest of the people don’t bother. 

Bond seems to be an anti-hero who has shed all
his conditioning. Even his love story lacks the conditioned romanticism that our brain is used to. It just stems from deep understanding for each others feelings. There’s no need for any demands, words. There seems nothing so special. The question is how does a man with the kind of job he has, can feel so. With so much pressure on the head. ‘I am only human’  is written all over it.  

May be he's using that one person as a benchmark for all the good he's trying to cause. He even had to, the person who mattered him the most, let her go when he had to choose between himself and her, rather pushed her away. Job and love..ahh.. They never mix. When he finally met her again, dramatically , his time was over. There's just no time to die or to live. 

 

Chao. 

Karz

#karz
Mushkil se is jagah pahucha hu,
Mana k naqaab roomani bhi hote h..
Pr aksar dekhe h sunsaan chehre iske niche..
Ret m fase pair aur ankhon p patti,
Ab yehi sach lagta h, naqaab se bhari cheez koi nhi.. is duniya m..

zoom-in

  and to zoom out of things. this ability defines the flexibility of mind. like ur body, mind too becomes less flexible with age. its bcoz of adaptive shortening. 
           when u stay in a particular posture for long every day, the muscles which stay flexed undergo shortening. its called adaptive shortening. e.g. students, due to long hours of sitting, get shortening of shoulders and hamstrings. 
            torticollis (tilted neck ) some people have is also a form of adaptive shortening. i have heard its related to being passionate, naive and honest. i dont know.
              i lost my phone again, this time in a train. period. lets proceed. 
            so ive moved from one coastal capital on west coast to other on the east coast. and ive had a good practise of playing dumb charades since last few days. atmosphere is same humid here. 
             im adjusting well to the food here. except ftft ive swelled a little 2 inches more, and my body has started smelling a mix of coconut and curd. thank god they dont use coconut oil to cook and use coconut only in chutneys , unlike kerala where, i wondered if their staple food was rice or coconut ?!
             public trasport is less efficient. frequency of buses is low. and autos dont have meters installed only.
                   people are honest and hardworking, modest. except some grumpy old ones who misdirected me a couple of times. they seemed curt or may be they were riddled by " what is the need for these outsiders should come here. why dont they stay at their place only. they should just go away ?! ". but young ones i met were co-operative and had a welcome expression on their face.
              a couple of times ,at restaurants and bus stands, humblest of talks made my head turn, as i mistook them for arguments. 70 to 80 % girls wore salwar-kameez in the class i went. 
              one thing i do, when im on the road, is avoid reading shop-boards coz the 'jalebi script' keeps making me hungry....
           

p.s. - i started to write something else and then went random.
        anyway will post more explorations in next one. 

Whole act of letting go.......

(this post is not born from my intelligent mind, but is a rearrangement of random stuff I read online ).

Letting go is never easy. Especially with things you are attached to.  With things that make a part of you.
Why this certain attachment ? It's analogous to survival instincts in animals. Like they mark their territory and protect it. We try our max to hold on to things we are attached to.
But when our mind reasons out that we aren't our worth, it starts to develop  fatal attractions that will hasten our own doom. Thats opposite of the survival instinct.
There's a kill code in our own program. And it should work normally.
How do we cheat this code ?
By creating false attachments. Contrivances.
Our attachments are our assets. Act of protecting our assets will make us happy.
What are saints ? People against this cheating . People trying to prevent activation of this code in first place.
How to reverse this cheating process ?
Let go.
Let go of all the false attachments. Then this may start the process of your doom but remember what saints said.
If you are ready to bow, accept and apologize. And lucky enough that the severed true attachments are rekindled. Your ship may still sail.

Currency de-valuation

Call it latest fad . Almost mandatory. From persons to nations. (should look away after each fullstop). Very base of morality is reforming. And so are we, to be in the thick of things.
Lest it has went in the direction we expected , question arises, wether the positivity was really pseudo.
Can it be the way out, when u have a mashup of things in front of you. For the time being.
Only mettle can turn it around. Behold the lost ground.

P.S. - That was a poem. Haha

The capitalist

Capitalism and communism have had a bitter-sweet romance over many centuries so far. No one can say how long it will continue. These two radical ideas, emerged as an era of "dynasty rule" was coming to an end and as the Wave of science and systematic research in every field  continually challenged the supernatural.
  I find something in sync with these two ideas in our own mind. Sometimes i think, capitalism , cause we deserve what we've earned, we've worked hard for it. So it won't be wrong if i say i want to rip its benefits later. But it tends to make u blunt, insensitive. U realize ur a greed machine by the time its late. Just look at america.
   While communism sounds more human. But over time we get tired of just being good, tend to succumb to the temptations. We don't find a sadist challenge in it, to which , we yield our best.
     This internal conflict is getting messy. It's difficult to take sides these days. We keep swinging from one to other n back.
    There's this concept called 'Matsya Nyaya' , law of fishes. A bigger fish eats smaller fish. Also called the law of the jungle still holds true , for most of part we are very much human - an animal.
   

Female chauvinist

I remember the incidence that occurred 2yrs back. My collegue called me female chauvinistic. I didn't even know what that meant. I made a weird face and ignored her.
I looked up the dictionary, being partial /biased. May be she was right. I was a pakka member of 'forever alone' / lukkha group. So all my friends always had all sorts of negative stories to tell. Most of it could be drama but I took it for real. Girls shaped up as villains in my mind.
I myself was a fattu to go up to a girl n strike a conversation. I failed to understand the one's in my family too, they got on my nerves all time, idk why.
Over time they were pictured as egotistical, exploiting and selfish, grandiose. Thoughts could turn into beliefs which get integrated in your nature. So, they were highly ignored and kept out of my life. Not that I went on a crusade or something. I did have respect for them. It was kind of passive aggression.
But I came to realize, rather late, I was wrong. All types could be found in both sexes. For I didn't see doesn't mean a positive side exists. May be I won't wake up one fine morning as a changed person. I wish to tell that colleague of mine, she was right.