in response...

capitulation to woes is a very common error in the homo sapien history. being as silly as this race is and assuming a savant title, it has been established that we are the apotheosis of the "know all" in the gamut of life. however, mistakes are common and what is needed in such woebegone situations is to look for help elsewhere apart from our own soul and conscience.

gregariousness is one of the greatest factors which sequesters us to the zenith of evolutionary ladder. hence, making the maximum utilization of this attribute, we try to assuage the pain we feel during our own fiascoes.

consulting a friend in need is not a sin, coz not only does that help mitigate the melancholy but gives a better perception of the existing issue. after all, as the adage goes, "two heads are better than one". although, the catch 22 here is that these arbitrators seeked can either be pea brained themselves or they may astute and perspicacious but highly biased.

in any case, when assistance is required, whatever one receives need not be the final judgment about an issue. it can be but an opinion the seeked espies. after all, u wont be asking for help only to be told what u want to be told. the thing is, u ask for help to discern the other persons point of view and get a comprehensive idea of what is happening.

in case, u r looking for solace, then that has to be stated prior to the discussion which would kill any germinating equivocation from the other side. on the other hand, if that is not the case, then honesty could be called the need of the hour, in which, the shrink should not be vituperated or castigated for elucidating with scintillating clarity, probity and rectitude.

the bottom line to the entire topic is that learning from mistakes is a great experience. Edison could communicate this pretty well. every hardship is associated with a scintilla of hope. seek help, find the right door, trudge the path, fall down umpteen number of times, but have the courage to get up and conquer the world.
:)

in your shoes, my lord... !

for sometime now, disappointment was presumed not to exist : the cynical conviction that each putting in their (maximum or best..???!!!) efforts was assumed to be affection sans affectation (pun intended..in case u dint get it). however, a personal confrontation brought out the hardships involved to keep it going.

every relationship having two individuals always one of them stronger and one weaker. and the weaker is the one who is all the more vulnerable to pain, negligence, suffering and nonchalance. the result would mean that the weaker individual would assume the role of a martyr (albeit subconsciously). this would lead to a lot of skirmishes and bawling.

it is highly important for each individual in a relationship to stand in the other person's shoes and understand the world from their point of view...their dreams, their ideas, their duties and their frustrations...in short, their constraints. if this maneuver is not implemented to the word, the following debacle can be imputed to the highly blown up ego of the weaker one. and that would mean parrying all attempts of patching up initially and fighting demons of past in the long run, looking forward to a lachrymose existence.

slithering away to glory..

at the most, 10 centimeters in length.
sand colored body.
scaled tail.
quadrupedal stability.
clawed feet.
bulging eyes.
sticky tongue.
and the best of the whole thing, is, i envy it.

a gecko living behind my tube light. this mr. (or miss??!!!) gecko has been the reason i have been turning green of late. my avarice aint directed towards its tongue, slime or the reptilian ancestry. its more towards mr. gecko's goals in life. eat, mate and die. great, just great.

wish my life was this tangle free.