The lonely tram

ImageInterestingly what caught my attention first looking at the image the first time was the tram car, probably because it’s in the center. It’s quite fascinating how much stories one picture can say.

To the highlight is a cute couple embracing each other, probably seeing each other after a long time (even a day is considered a long time these days, just saying). And to the right, near the tram car is an old couple walking on the street, along with others. Probably tourists visiting Lisbon, Portugal or just random folks. Interesting to see two different ages of togetherness in one frame.

But here less than the people themselves, I’m more intrigued with that tram car. Those of us who are fortunate enough to have people in our lives (and find more) is something one would easily think about or appreciate (or not), what about that tram car? It serves hundreds of passengers everyday, yet it stands on its own, going where the path leads it. Are you alone yet not lonely?

I would like to visit Portugal someday, as traveling around the world is one of my big things in my bucket-list, or should I say, wanting for life itself. The artistic subtlety and style of the photograph is one of my favourite kinds, and the road going down with the stones decorating it on either sides looks beautiful. And while I enjoy solitude I wouldn’t mind a hug from a beautiful girl either 😛

Ideal Space

A genie has granted your wish to build your perfect space for reading and writing. What’s it like?

To that I would also add gaming and sleeping of course. Considering I never had a room of my own, just having my own private space itself would be a big thing for me. To make it ideal, apart from the inevitable bed, table-chair(s), computer gaming setup (which I also use for everything else), and toilet, a bit spacious room for me to roam and think about as I usually walk for countless hours just lost in thought. Yeah I know that is strange but been doing that since forever. A window with a nice look for distraction or simply looking at times. And finally, most importantly, peace.

I forgot to mention, a huge awesome plasma TV or something mounted on the wall too, with a gaming console and a full home theater setup. Now this might sound more of a luxury room than a reading/writing room, but honestly this helps a lot 😀

I’m a simple guy with simple tastes you see 😛

Legendary Maybe

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Maybe it’s my fault.
Maybe I led you to believe it was easy when it wasn’t.
Maybe I made you think my highlights started at the free throw line, and not in the gym.
Maybe I made you think that every shot I took was a game winner.
That my game was built on flash, and not fire.
Maybe it’s my fault that that you didn’t see that failure gave me strength;
That my pain was my motivation.
Maybe I led you to believe that basketball was a God given gift, and not something I worked for… every single day of my life.
Maybe I destroyed the game.
Or maybe… your just making excuses. – Michael Jordan

This is one of my old most favorite ads/quotes which has always inspired me.

The why of it all

To me, the greatest pleasure of writing is not what it’s about, but the inner music the words make.

– Truman Capote

Why do I write? Because I like to, not that I’m good at it, which is something for the reader to decide, but simply because I enjoy it.

And what keeps me motivated? In reality, nothing. I find it hard as seldom does something keep me motivated in any aspect of life. But then again, you don’t always need something to motivate you which you enjoy doing. It manifests on its own.

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Flangiprop!

flangipropnoun.

The abrupt feeling of sleepiness after having a lot of coffee, chocolate or any substance of caffeine.

“He was overdue with work at night but flangiprop prevented him from completing his work on time.”

This might be one of the worse bullshit I ever came up with, but actually it’s quite true. I still feel dam sleepy and doze off if I have to, despite consuming a lot of caffeine. Guess they have to come up with something stronger, and by that I sure as hell don’t mean an M-99.

Weekly Photo Challenge: Love

So this one can be a bit tricky one. Thinking of love, to me and everyone else, a lot of things come into mind, here speaking in context of pictorially. Now I’m not going to speak about love or give my ‘opinion’ on it, hell in reality you can’t have an opinion or perspective on such things.

There is love, unconditional, there is affection, attachment, lust, just making yourself feel good. Most people easily confuse all of them, and all of them are related in one way or the other so it becomes tricky.

So here I’m just posting the first thing which came into my mind. My home has been a birth house for numerous pigeons and sparrows for nearly a decade, this is a pic taken a long time ago (don’t exactly remember when, might pre-date 2007) which I originally posted in my other blog (sorry for the ‘low quality post’, was pretty naive back then if you see the archives).

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A mother’s love for children. Pure, unconditional love. Here is a bonus picture of the baby pigeons some time after birth.

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Well sadly we live in such a world where mothers sell their children, kids kill their parents and all such shit happen. Always try to be realistic, but that doesn’t mean have to be all pessimistic.

And speaking of mothers, today is my mother’s 51st birthday. Happy Birthday Mother (yeah I call/address her that).