Sunday, June 19, 2005


The golden age was first; when Man yet new,
No rule but uncorrupted reason knew:
And, with a native bent, did good pursue.
Unforc'd by punishment, un-aw'd by fear,
His words were simple, and his soul sincere;
Needless was written law, where none opprest:
The law of Man was written in his breast:

Quoted from Ovid's Metamorphoses -

Life is all about Change ... and how it fascinates us. The unknown tugs at our sense of discovery. The opportunity to broaden our horizons is like the flame to the moth; Not infrequently, we proceed heedless of the instinct for self-preservation that cautions us so. That which is apparently obvious is often passed over in favour of that which titillates our imagination.

Sunday, June 05, 2005

First post

My colleague at work said 'All Firsts are memorable' at the farewell we organized for him. This was his first real job, and he had been with the firm for nearly 7 years. The comment was typical Mukesh as I knew him; short, to-the-point, and typically under-stated.

One may easily lose the depth of that statement; that one line tells so much about the Human race. Everything we do, we learn and remember. It is part of why Homo Sapiens Sapiens is different from other species on this planet. Every experience is new, and ( usually ) the way we deal with a situation is influenced by similar past experience. Memory, the ability to co-relate situations, and then to extrapolate are what make us unique ... what make us human.

Everything we ever do is there in our minds; and yet we do not always know it. As with the physical world, we usually prefer what gives us a sense of happiness and relaxation, and build a shell against what hurts. Yet the memory is ... there, as are memories everything associated with that particular situation. Let a remotely similar situation arise, and the hurt shall rush back with a vengeance for the time it was imprisoned beyond walls. Hurt and Pain are the price we pay for a memory, as a memory is the price we pay to live.