Seize your life's balls - and not the other way around

I have met someone recently - he's very handsome, erudite, intelligent, smart, and talented. But there is something about him that is simply incredible (It took some time for me to figure it out) - the peace, the ease at which he lives life! He prefers to keep it simple and ensures that everything in his life, which is not so essential as to attend to emergent, is at a safe distance.

Even in Mumbai, far away from his quiet, cold hometown half the world away, he manages to bring an unseen order and calmness to his life. E-mails are put off until he finds time to respond to them. Calls and SMSes are not answered until he's free from his work, which is perched at the top of his pyramid. It's incredible to talk with him and realize what a fool you are and how you are letting your life hijack and capsize you.

After being in awe of his lifestyle - a wonderful, spacious, comfortable apartment, a cat, 10 musical instruments to work on, books to read, new destinations to visit (while travel and touring), and truckloads of time in his desired surroundings - I have realized one thing. Life is out there for you to live, to choose what you want to do, and more importantly, for you to decide when to do those things.

'Seize the moment' was my motto a few days back. Now it is 'Seize your life' - by its balls, and savor it as and when you want to!

Promiscuity of the Soul

This poem was written by Vinokur and was inspired by my colleauge SS. Thanks to both!

There is, of course, the promiscuity of flesh -
reviled or celebrated through the ages.

There is, as well, a promiscuity of the soul.
It madly, blindly, greedily grasps at life.

From this multiplicity, this frenzied fielding of efforts,
good or bad ensues:

Confusion, incompletion, frustration, sorrow, wreckage.
And, finally,
madness.

Or multi-faceted genius
steeped in knowledge, experience, wisdom.
It wins the Nobel Prize.
Is hailed, admired by all.

What determines
which it will be?
Biochemistry.

The Right to Not be Polite on the Phone

I have had a history of being rude on the phone. I know that I have been - according to social standards. But don't I have the right to be pissed about somebody intruding your privacy forcing you to react and comment to questions and thoughts?

Think of it this way. You are tired, have just slipped out of your clothes, and are trying to sleep. Would you want to be disturbed - even when its your mother/lover/child is calling you? Wouldn't you want this person to understand and fuck off?

The privacy that you have is the time when you let your conscious social mind sleep. Where you can sleep naked throwing away all the societal clothes that you are forced to wear. How would you like it if you were woken up every now and then? Now, imagine the person who's doing it. Let this be someone that you really don't care shit about. Hold on, it's not because that person is lowly - just that we fucking don't have the time.

Don't we have the right to sleep - the right to be alone, not needing to speak with someone and react righteously? If yes, why am I labelled as being rude? Why don't people let me sleep? I don't want to dress up for a person that I don't really have the time to care about. And its fair.