Philosopher's Cloud

The choice matters, thoughts matter, the direction, the perspective, the way of looking at life and its 'daily-new-gifts and lessons' - matter. Once, in a small hall of a small town, entered an unnoticed philosopher named Samarpit. In a hall full of crowd, he entered with a glass of water with some water in it. As predicted, he asked raising that container "what do you think I'm gonna say?". The whole hall echoed in one dull voice, "Is the glass half empty or half full?" they shouted with a boo. "And what if i say i don't wanna say that, but something else?". "Then you will say it is the like problems in life, the longer we hold on to it the heavier it gets..." said a faint voice from the corner of the room, a famous philosopher attending that meet. "Very true, Sir" but to their surprise, he answered "No." again! Then taking a sip, he smiled, "Pause your life... rather than just focusing on a glass that...

The cause of joy, happiness, peace and a calm mind is as easily available as the saline on an island, but the problem is that it's as hard to be thought of as a god for an atheist. It only depends on the perspective, on what people choose to see, what they choose to be. A mother who had 3 daughters, all 3 married 3 gentlemen indulged in 3 different occupations. The daughters joined their husbands in their work. The elder daughter married a very famous rich potter, the younger one married a woolen-cloth businessman while the youngest married a raincoat factory owner. Now the mother has an option to be either happy for one child who's flourishing in her season or to be sad for the ones whose businesses are stuck out of season. And the problem is that all humans choose to be like the worried mother for two children rather than the father, who is happy throughout the year, in every season, for all his daughters, knowing that his kids earn more than enough money in one season to...

I've been studying humans since my childhood. Ever since I can remember, humans have always been under my surveillance. Each person unique, completely different from another. One can find a humongous crowd grouping them in some filled with extra emotions and loyalty while some are just cute nice stuffed toys full of hypocrisy; some are born with great expectations from everyone including themselves to the point of euthanasia for being unable to achieve a target, while some are so hopeless, no one can bear their stupidity-filled-depression; some are too cool all their lives while others are just stuck in their humiliating, awful, awkward past; some are so bold that their boldness pricks unexceptionally to all, while some are so shy and afraid, they miss out to enjoy the happy moments of this small beautiful life. The cause of joy, happiness, peace and a calm mind is as easily available as the saline on an island, but the problem is that it's as hard to be thought of as a ...

Back in time or present age, huge large gigantic ships are all still given directions just by a small rudder. Take the example of even the enormous air-planes steered by the small rudders. A small bit on the mouth of horses can turn the whole animal... A small spark can turn the whole forest into ashes consuming everything that it touches leaving no trace of life... Such is this small part of our body that makes great boasts, that's bone-braking, crafty, perverse, a sharpened razor that causes destruction, a world of evil, a deadly arrow, a deadly snare, a part that can corrupt the whole body, a part that sets the whole course of one's life on fire, a restless evil, full of deadly poison... our tongue... Human strength, might, intelligence and authority is, over all kinds of creatures, be it of the atmosphere, lithosphere or hydrosphere or be it the biggest of inventions or the smallest of discovered facts or elements; everything but one small part that human is unable to ta...

Soon after my knee ligament operation, thought should write now. People asked what was coming up next.  Well, who could describe pain better than a guy who has gone through such a medical treatment.  So, as suggested, i wanted to elaborate how - post all the drilling via bones and screwing a few ligaments would feel.  I guessed i would start with the caption Groaning in Pain further to narrate it.. but then practicals took so much of my time that i got none for anything to jot down.