some stray thoughts

I am blogging after a long time. Actually been busy for some days. Meanwhile caught up on a lot of reading. Fountainhead being one of the book I finally found time to read. Reading is always like living in a different world. Its like living with the characters , literally getting into their skin. But reading this book has been a different experience altogether. Reading this book made me think a lot of people and life. The entire book talks about struggle we all face at some time or other. Sterotyped characters like peter keating are much a reality as anybosy else. How more apt than in an Indian setting where somebody becomes a Doctor or engineer because it was’ papa ka sapna’. And what happenes to those who dare to dream, who have the courage to defy norms set by the society. They meet the same fate as did howard rorak. Coming to howard roark he emobies and cherishes an image which every person at least once felt like living. doing things my way for the very basic reason that i know whats right for me. There is lot to stake but at least in the end u never lived life or saw a dream through somebody else’s eyes. Your achievement was simply yours. Your scared space maintained to dignity and cannot by trampled by any passerby. To sum up you don’t ask questions to anyone and u r not answerable to anyone except you. “live and let live.”
Another major loss today is loss of asthetic sense to work. In fact drudgery and monotony has seeped in so much that it eradicates the need to know the rationale behind the task. The task in hand has to be just fulufilled by hook or by crook. Who cares if it is done shoddily or not.
The moot question that plagues me is why grind the axe of this monotonous life and live in the shadows about what others think about me. Why leave in the fear of the society’s big microscope? Should we wield power or be famous just so that I can proudly say I am so and so and did this and this. Does this all matter so much that u end spending your worthwhile life in pursuit of just something as trivial as money.
At this point I remember some very beautiful lines by mother Teresa.
What you spend years in creating,
People may destroy in a day
Create anyways
The good you do today will be soon forgotten
Do good anyways
If you are successful
U will will win some unfaithful friends and genuine enemies
Be successful anyways
Give the best you have and it may never be enough
Give the best anyways
In the final analysis it is between you and God
It was never between you and them anyways

welcome

ti's the time of the day
When the sun is shining gay
and flowers in the garden lay.....
That is another pathetic attempt on peotry. anyways for all those who have ventured here a big WELCOME. so here i m and this is my blog. ironically just after creating this blog suddenly i donno wat to blog about? so by now if u people arent too bored lemme tell you a few things about me. main kaun hoon? nothing serious for i go through these delirious moments when i wonder who am i . just kidding. my name would have been obvious by now and for those who still dont know it is SWETHA( a very common name indeed!). but what is in a name!... hmm ab naam ke baad kaam. but presently none . so u see my motive for blogging. but the motive doesnt end there. actually i like to bore people, i rarely talk but when i do i like look that says what on god's name is she talking about? so by blogging i want to bore people, irritate them and trouble them. confuzed? thats exactly how i want it to be. so by now its clear for all of you what to expect from my blog. LOTS and LOTS of bakwas. thats why its my crap err scrap book. but if u can make some sense in this bakwass( i will surely nominate your name for the nobel prize for this discovery)or better would like to add more bakwas feel free to write your comments.