DREAMS

DREAMS we all have one or may be many and there's no lower or upper bounds. Squeeze or expand, totally a personal choice. It keeps us going. Dreams forms the rock foundation of our aims and goals for which we work all the time. Everything we do is to bridge this gap that exist between the dream and reality. If anyone tells you he/she doesn't have one. Shake that thought off of your mind, because it's impossible. 

Realm of dreams is colorful, vivid and vibrant and it's beyond anyone's comprehension. A daily wage labor wish to have a one-time meal and he/she works whole day long to get that. Cars, home, job, gadget, position, power, love, peace, trophy and what not. Its everything you ever wished for and than you devise elaborate plans and tricks to get that. Like your personal brand of paradise where you have everything you can ever crave for.

Your whole life revolves around it. Schedules and routines, your reading habits, music, movies and everything else are just stepping stones. Helping you in different ways to have that taste of satisfaction. You are working for that round the clock consciously/unconsciously.

There are times when you feel lost and blue. Disoriented you wander here and there and then somebody or something gives you inspirational kick. For some, other factors work too. Anger or desperation can work in favor in such situations. All you need is control and focus and then you're back in race. 

I am numb but i can still feel you
Sometimes I’m blind but I see you
You are here but so far away.

I’m on a course of collision
Am not about to give in
Can’t explain my position or the condition that I’m in.

Where I am is no limit, no walls, no ceilings
No intermission, so let the Party begin ~ Enrique

Words are powerful. No one can deny that. They have this extreme power of persuasion. One can come out of any misery with the help of some spoken or written words. Motivation is the biggest driving factor to achieve your dreams and one should keep taking it in bits n pieces from time to time. Don't let your dream get covered with rust and dust.

Your swords grown old and rusty
Burnt beneath the rising sun
Its locked up like a trophy
Forgetting all the things its done ~ Vampire Weekend

One poem that has inspired me in past few days is

Invictus- William Ernest Henley

Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll.
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul. 

I am working hard for my dreams and I wish that all of you do the same and we all will live our dreams in reality. :)

Irregular Minds

"Brain is complex" oftentimes I use this statement. Those who read me regularly might have read this statement many times before in my previous posts. Reason is I've always been intrigued by its unpredictable and anarchic nature of operations. There is no way of knowing what other person is thinking and how he/she is catching the drift of what you are trying to say. Its like a shot in the cimmerian shade and you never know whether its going to hit the target or not. 

Everyone's thinking is unique, that's an established fact. Each one of us have our brains wired differently and logically this only makes us one of a kind  person. What one thinks is right is never necessarily right for others too. You can play the game of "I'm right and You are wrong" endlessly with ones who have contradicting thoughts. Its like everyone have this personal process of cerebration and deductions and its not at all easy to understand. But here lies the problem too.... there are people who have this intricacy trait of highest order. Like some impossible mathematical theorem and byzantine tax structures their fortress of mind is impenetrable.

Like Shakespeare says in Macbeth-

"There's no art to find the mind's construction in the face."

What she thinks 

is unknown to me. 

It's like some constant 

trick played on me.

What I said and 

What she got.

I never got to know 

what she actually thought. 

I shot the arrow 

but its a hit or a miss,

is a mystery

lost in abyss.

Like a test of a subject 

you never read before.

Its preposterous to predict

how much you gonna score.

This mind is master

it devises whole thing round. 

In pool of thoughts 

either you float or you drown. 

It is complex 

I know deep down. 

Still I try, and 

when I find squat 

I just frown. 

Like that we always use our best of communication skills to convey our brainworks and musings to others but trying to know that how that person in front is taking it, is like executing an infinite loop. In computers when we encounter an infinite iterative piece of code either we terminate the program or we debug it and correct the logical error. But perceptions and thoughts ain't some computer program and you can't change its variables and debug errors. They are simply irregular minds with different development and different design processes and in order to understand this complex process, all you can do is.. NOTHING. Because understanding is like a WINE, it ripens more and more with time.

Broken Windows

.... one unrepaired broken window is

a signal that no one cares, and so 

breaking more window costs

nothing.

                                                                                                    ~James Q. Wilson &

                                                                                                       George Kelling. 

I don't know how many of you are aware of this "Broken Windows" theory but when I read about it, I found it very occupying. It was like all the dots were connecting to produce a more clearer picture and I was able to correlate it with different levels of our life. Like a universal law it was there in all forms and at all places.

So before few of you scratch your head over, What the heck this Broken Window is ?

Broken Window  in real world symbolizes any fallacy or wrong doing you can ever imagine. Whether its a lil lie to someone, some unchecked/ignored error in your finances, breaking traffic rules on road, giving bribe, stalking, stealing, kvetching, bad decisions, poor behavior, misconduct, treason  and so on... A tiny slack from your part and there is this sub-conscious understanding inside your cerebra that..... there's an escape, whether knowingly or unknowingly chances of you doing it again increases exponentially. 

Why ?

Because in most of the cases neither you nor the people around you care enough to repair that broken window and than this signal that no one cares resides somewhere deep down in your head. It tempts you to do it again, explore new avenues of it. Trust me this temptation is too enticing to refute. Most of us give up in no time and we create an unstable and figurative neighborhood full of broken windows. 

Don't we all are really doing this to ourselves. Well functioning system is just an illusion, in reality things are messed up pretty bad. When watched carefully it's not just the neighborhood, but the whole city and country at large is loomed with infinite instances of broken windows. It's all in human behavior. When we see someone transgressing the law, even under the watchful eyes of a helpless policeman, we don't even care once to follow that same rule. Instead we break another window in the array of broken ones. 

Initially "Broken Windows" was just a study on criminal behavior but I guess we all are sane  enough to admit that each one of us fall under this radar. So called- Common Man is the real player in action here and when this common man witnesses such broken windows in large numbers committing  bigger wrongs(crimes) with no feeling of remorse whatsoever comes naturally. There's no logic to this deviated behavior. It's just it. The devil is inside us, growing monstrously with each passing day.

Negligence is the biggest offense, which we all contravene on daily basis. Instead of correcting [ repairing broken windows]  we somehow find ways to encourage it. This ideology has seeped deep down in our veins and we are running out of time to flush it out.  We grow up hearing "apne aap se matlab rakho, jyada netagiri karne ki koi zaroorat nahin hai" i.e " Don't bother about what others are doing, whether its wrong or right, just keep things to yourself. Don't mess up".  With time we become so obsessively  protective of ourselves that in order to  maintain this comfy status we can cross any possible limit and yeah here comes in action, the main protagonist of our story - our beloved corruption. 

Zero Tolerance

It was the Broken Window theory which laid the foundation of zero tolerance in law enforcement. What I suggest here is that we all have to enforce this idea of Zero Tolerance in our personal lives at individual level. Its not the major deadly crimes but small tolerable crimes that poses big threat to our country's stability and integrity. Let's not modify our behavior into the apathetic one. Just because we Indians believe in karma, afterlife and we worship millions of Gods and Goddesses and we are basically god fearing and can therefore be pardoned for committing lesser infractions. This is not done. 

We need to fix these broken windows as soon as we discover them. If we can't fix it than least we can do is label it up for future reference. Don't leave it unattended. For starters experiment on yourself than your family and friends. May be not in months but in years you'll see the change. Change which you can proudly show off to others. Let's make our neighborhood a place of order and fun where you can live happily ever after. 

So what do you guys gonna do about the broken windows of your neighborhood ???

You are going to sit tight or you are planning to repair it .

PS: To read original Broken Windows article published in The Atlantic in 1982  Broken Windows http://www.theatlantic.com/magazine/archive

To read a whole book on this subject Fixing Broken Windows: Restoring Order and Reducing Crime in Our Communities