The tree that fell

My eyes were full with tears. I weeped looking at the tall and strong Coconut Tree being axed. I had a special attachment to the tree. Since my childhood, i used to see the tree every day. I used to look how tall it grew. I used to count the coconuts it produced. I used to look and enjoy the birds that built a nest in the tree. I used to take pictures of the bright Full Moon when it passes by the tree. Those were lovely days.

All gone.

Now there is nothing. I woke up in the morning expecting a good day. But the first thing i saw was that the tree opposite to my home was being axed to give way to construct a new building.

I couldnt resist my emotions which overcame me. I started crying. My mind came behind me, placed its hand in my shoulder and said "No use crying. Its all over. Nothing is in our hands"

"I feel like i have a lost a friend, a guardian. I grew up looking at the tree" i said.

My mind spoke "I understand your feelings. After all, i had been with you all through out your life. I understand how important that tree is to you. But unfortunately, nothing is in our hands. We dont decide who should do what. It is his property and he would decide what to do there. We dont have any choice. So, relax down, and accept the fact."

I remained silent.

My mind spoke again, "Come on, dont cry". My mind gave a big hug to me.
And it spoke softly, "I got more bad news to you".

I just gave a blank stare at my mind. My mind nodded its head said, "Its in todays Paper."

I rushed to retreive the morning news paper and looked and the front page headline. In bold black letters i read, '69 PERCENTAGE RESERVATION IN GOVT AND PRIVATE SECTORS'.

"Holy crap" i said. "Thats outrageous. Unacceptable. This is not at all good".

My mind said "I told you already, nothing is in our hands. We cant do anything about this."

"69 percentage reservation in the Govt sector itself is bad. Then how come the Govt extended it to Private sectors too?" I asked my mind.

"Its all a game of politics without any interest in real development of communal harmony" my mind said. It continued "Reservation is good only to a certain extent."

I agreed. I said "yeah, reservation to jobs and education can be given to deserving people like Physically Challenged persons, Children of those serving in the Army, Women, economically poor, sports persons. All that is fine. But this reservation is entirely based on Caste and religion. 69 percentage reservation to people belonging to certain castes is absolutely unacceptable."

My mind spoke back, "I agree with you. But this reservation is made on the ground that these people from the scheduled caste and scheduled tribes dont have enough representations in Jobs and Schools. So, the Govt decided to increase the reservation so that these people from the backward caste will be given an opputunity to jobs and education."

"Thats ridiculous" i shouted. Why does the Govt want to split peoples oppurtunity to jobs and education based on caste. Whatever happened to Art.14 of the Constitution which speaks of 'Right to Equality'?" i asked my mind.

"Art 14 is subject to an exemption where upliftment of these backward class people can be made without looking in to Equality"

"Yeah. Amend the laws as and when required to adjust the then prevailing situation. A good policy for those who come to power as Ministers"

"As i said, there is nothing in our hands except that we sit and watch as things go by." my mind said.

"Is there really nothing that i can do about this. Am i a sitting duck before the society, before the Govt?" I asked.

"Yes you are. And if you wish to do something about this, well, er... you can write a blog and vent you anger that way." my mind said.

I just gave a frowned smile at my mind and went away. Went to get my laptop to write this blog.

My mind weeps

The furious waves were smashing on the rocks at the beach. On top of a big rock I could see my mind sitting sadly looking at the horizon. It was crying. I felt i should console it. I walked to it through the dry and warm sands. It was dusk. I could feel the sprinkles of water from the waves showering at me. I climbed the rock and sat near my mind. It didnt look back. It knew it was me. It always knew as I am the only person who could approach and talk with it freely.

"So... its a dusk hanh?" i asked trying to break the ice.
"....." no response from my mind.
"Whats the matter? something wrong?" i asked watching the Sun go down.

"Eddie Gurrero died. He was one of my favourite superstar of WWE. I liked him a lot.".

Silence prevailed. My mind continued "This is just unfair. He could have lived for few more decades. This is just too soon for him to die. Why? Why?". I was speechless. I did not want to talk. Had I talked, it would have brought disgrace to the feelings I was sharing with my mind. The sky was getting darker.
"What can be done about this?" I asked. The sky had become completely darker. Time flies in a jify, you see.
As if the darkness had brought the wisdom out of my mind, My mind spoke:
"I am consoling myself sitting here alone. After all death is a part of life. Not only Eddi, so many people die. We are born to die. Think about all those little children who die as soon as they are born. Or even worse, when they begin to play, watch things and learn to enjoy the wonders of life, they die or get killed by something. Cruel, is it not, I ask you?. But, that is life. It is cruel at some times and at another it is more rewarding. We just enjoy or suffer what is thrown into our life and thats called living. Nothing can change it, except the change itself."
I felt like sitting infront of a Saint preaching the meaning of life. Never had i seen my mind speak like this. Never had i understood the POWER OF MY MIND.
"Are you sure you'r alright?" I asked.
My mind ignored me and continued.. "When we desire something, like love to see and have a persons company or like showing eagerness to have something material, and in final nothing ever happens and only our desires are left with us, we feel dejected and frustrated. We feel lonely and sad. Thus comes proverbs like 'Man Proposes. God Disposes'. 'Nothing is eternal in this world' and all that. We are all just here to live and that means to accept whatever comes on our way and live with it. You enjoy or suffer as you want. There is nothing you can control."
"If nothing can be controlled and if we are to accept whatever comes in our way, let me ask you why should one have an aim in life, do hardwork, achieve targets, have beliefs and faith?" I asked skeptically.
"Because those are what your life is made of and they are the main ingredients of your life. You have to do them to live and whatever you get by doing so you should accept."
I remained silent. So did my mind. I began to ponder over what my mind said to me and did not realise that time shot by.
It was pitch black now and i could see the stars.
"Lets go home" I said to my mind.
Returning back to its normalcy, mind asked "What are you going to do at home?"
"Nothing special. May be.. i would just write a blog of what happened here. Hah" I said enthusiastically.
"You.. YOu.. You." said my mind and smiled at me.

I was attacked.... ....by my mind

"You lazy creep" my mind shouted at me. I lowered my head submissively. "The blog world is blogging with billions of blogs per day. Why cant you continue your blog?"

"I seriously do not know what to write about" I said.
"Write about something that you know about. Say, computers.. sports... girls... movies... your pathetic life... your profession.... about anything you want."
"I have a computer. But i have nothing to say about it. I love sports but i have nothing to say about it. I wanted to write about Harry Potter and GOF movie but i did not see it. I am in a profession and i have nothing to say about it. I dont have a girl to say anything about and my life is not worth writing about."
"You are disgusting...."
"mmf.. mmf. mmf" I began to cry
"Stop wimping, you.... you... wimp. Look at your cousin Diraj. He is blogging in a regular basis. Your friends are blogging in a regular basis. and you have nothing to write about?" mind frowned at me.

"Well, (sob), I could write something about you!" I said to my mind.
Mind stared at me for a while.
The frown slowly changed. A small smile emerged from one of its cheeks. "Thats good. Thats Very good. Yeah!. You can write something about me, after all, which i deserve. Its time i deserved and got some recognition world wide."
I looked at it. It was beaming with a happy face looking at the horizon. I could see the face was filled with pride.
"Should i write good or bad about you?" I asked.
It gave a sudden and sharp look at me. "You will do as i say and write what i say. Else i will leave for good making you suffer from Mindless Body Syndrome".
I felt like a slave in its hand. I nodded like a puppet in its control. I obeyed. I wrote this post.

I started my posting, but nothing to blog

Hmf... Ahh.... Err.... U c.....
What the heck?
I have nothing to blog about. I dont want to write anything about me. Lets accept it that its kinda boring.. all about me, myself and my experiences with my life. Phhrrrt. Thats pathetic.

What should i blog about. what topic.?? What title? What would be the subject matter?

AAAh.. (sigh) Frustration is building inside me.

Thus, I post

Begining. Just the begining. I have surrendered myself to the new craze on the internet and have joined the band wagon. Who knows what i will do next?

Most people blog. Why i ask?
No answer from my mind.
I ask again, "why do people blog?'
My mind says, "It could either because people want themselves to be seen on the net. Or it could be because people want to have a paperless version of daily diary. Or it could be because people want to help other people to learn from them, how to be or how not to be."
"Isn't that silly", i ask?
"Not at all" My mind said.
"Do you mean i also should blog then", i asked my mind?
"Its your wish, its your computer, its your money. What do i have got to do in your decision of blogging", my mind spoke with an indifferent look.
I kept pondering for a while...
I asked humbly to my mind, "Can you help me?"
"If you wish.." spat came the reply.
"Then i shall do it", I said and typed 'www.blogger.com' in the address field of the Internet browse installed in my computer. After finishing the registration and all formalities, I decided to do my first posting.

What to post?, What to type? i kept wondering. No answers. My mind was running blank. After getting no idea on what to post, i turned to my mind, "You wanted me to blog, and Most people blog. Why?" I asked. No answer from my mind. I asked again.

The rest you know.