are you willing to create YOUR victory?

In the past, my life was so much consumed by his, in fact he never bothered to ask if I had a destiny of my own to follow. Writing was one of the things that saved me: the discipline and abstraction of putting my life into words, everyday, helped me to cope with shame and despair… The smoulders of shame and guilt flamed into anger became fist tightening rage at the unfairness of it all… I pushed through alone through the slap and the sting of every day and every night. And while not completely free, never completely free, there was hope and a fearful excitement in the new…. My heart was clean and hungry for promises …A life of freedom – a universe of possibilities was calling me… till, that day - when I chose to put this past behind me – that step – that angry little victory – freedom, finally…and chose to author my own destiny. The plodding, indefatigable and distant past crashed intact through barriers of time into its own future… I created my TODAY! And my TOMORROW!

Frustrations of the lost generation - where did we go wrong?

Frustrations of the lost generation - where did we go wrong?

The story of today’s generation Y has many undertones…

Unclear about its directions, rather comfortable with it…

Weak but big-hearted, constantly attempts, rather hoping to fix his life…

Has an acute understanding of human condition but is a victim of circumstances…
Dares to defy but fears to love…

Caught in a twilight zone between orthodoxy and modernity…
Until we start actively searching for middle ground, harmony is going to remain elusive..

Its not the weight of our fears that keeps our ideas from taking wings and soaring in the sky, its concrete reality hitting us like a wall..

Is debauchery a matter of certain pride in the affluent layers of the Indian society? Ever noticed this phenomenon?

Drug abuse is a serious matter, something that is probably ignored…

The new technological era with its own sets of concerns and values..

Over ambitious and ever enthusiastic parents whose tribe is, unfortunately on the increase….
The don’ts outnumber the do’s…
In the name of safeguarding the future, children are forced to forsake their present...
The other side of the coin – can we relate to our parents as individuals without deifying or vilifying them?
The parent child challenge – a long road has been traversed, littered with unresolved issues and unfulfilled expectations.
Can we accept our parents as perfectly imperfect people who did their best they could within their limitations?

Love, compassion and sharing seem to have no place in the world of vulgar competition.


Where did we go wrong?