Although, I must admit that most of these movies I have not seen and those I am currently in the process of getting my grubby hands on the DVD’s. However I do have my opinions on the one’s which I have seen.

Star Wars (1977)
Directed by George Lucas
One of the best movies I have ever seen. Know this; I am not like most other fan boys who are gaga after these movies. In fact, even though this movie released before I was born, I loved it. I saw it in 2001 (yeah, I had a lot going on) I absolutely loved it. Although I did think that the lighsabers do look better in the recent movies, nothing could beat the story and the style and of course, the aliens. Although I am treading on hallowed ground talking about this movie, know this, I am no geek fan of the movie so please forgive me for not being totally accurate in the names or anything I have said so far.

Terminator 2 (1991)
Directed by James Cameron

When I first saw this movie, all I had to say was “WOW”. The CGI, action and story were addictive. In fact, I saw the second movie before the first and even though the first was not as good as this one, I had to see it. I went so far as to even getting the damn DVD for my birthday. Kind of crazy for me, usually I appreciate normal (more expensive) gifts. Personal experiences aside, I think that this was the first movie to instill the notion of “Run! Robots, taking over the world” and do it properly. The mother son relationship also added quite some depth to the movie. And it goes without saying, that the liquid terminator (sorry, I forgot the name) is the coolest robot ever made.

Jurassic Park (1993)
Directed by Steven Spielberg
I saw this movie when I was really young, so it kinda became the Jaws of my era. The animatronics were top notch, and the whole dinosaur island thing was new, and it made a much better plot than the previous “military experiment gone wrong” scenarios. I don’t have much to say about this movie other than the fact that it was the best made Jurassic Park movies among the three.

The Matrix (1999)
Directed by The Wachowski Brothers
When I first saw the trailer for this movie, I was almost dying to see the movie. The hype for it was completely lived up to by the movie. Although the sequels were not as good, they were not bad either. It was quite an eye opener for me, having seen it when I was 10. Really into computing at the time (as I am now) I couldn’t wrap my head around the plot for quite a long time. However, that didn’t stop me from watching the movie over 10 times. According to me, this is the BEST “Robots have taken over the world” story ever. The action was also revolutionary and it was solely responsible for the hike in the sales of flying trench coats.

Well, there it is my list of the most influential movies of all time (among those which I have seen). Hope everyone enjoyed that

What a journey, life is. It goes from bad to worse to good and then great. It’s a modern day roller coaster ride. But there is one relationship I have always noticed, which is coincidental because of the recent Valentine’s Day celebration (of which I have my own opinions). I don’t seem to understand the whole relationship between love, death and depression. I mean, what is it with people; all they can seem to think of when they fall in love (if such a thing even exists) is sadness.

It seems oxymoron-ish in a way. The whole point of love is to make us happy. It gives this world the “secret sauce” which makes it a living, breathing place. Then why are the two most commonly related terms, love and death? Shakespeare was kind of pioneer in the field. Hamlet, Romeo and Juliet et cetera, all these seem to display some kind of mental anguish. Love seems to be so complicated. I sure as hell can’t make head or tail of it.

Being a brother and a son, I do have an idea about one aspect of it, but I am pretty sure that everyone reading this has an idea too. The love between a man and a woman is supposed to be special, but it turns out more complex, factors, variables and time, all these seem to be kind of a blockade, a hurdle if you will, to the ultimate goal of true love.

Then again, I am curious to think, does love even exist in its purest form? Are the days of undying love as those of fairy tales dead? I hope not. But the more I see, the more I find contradictory examples. Rape, sex and drugs, trying to get a girl in bed seems to the new ultimate goal. Perhaps all those who have experienced the thought of love, or even its mere perception were deceived, or were hoping to find redemption in being lucky enough to find that special someone.

They say that one has not experienced life until they have experienced love. It seems now that the experience of life has been destroyed for most of us. I can see it now; most of us go to the great beyond disappointed at what life had to offer us. All I hope for the future is that I will one day be able to find my own special someone. I just want to experience life, is that so difficult to accomplish?

They say that animals are the only ones who move in herds. We too are no different. Humans are much like animals; all of us stick to our herd. And just like every other animal group, every herd has its own leader. In my opinion, a leader never doubts his decision; he never makes a mistake, because, to him, a mistake is never worth considering. I do, however, ask, is this the kind of person we need?

I was wrong. Leaders are that way; it’s not how they should be. I think we are pretty much done with arrogant men with their infallible egos. I never wanted to be the kind of person who doesn’t care, who doesn’t make mistakes. After all, isn’t the message of life to turn and face the storm? How can anyone be adhere to this, if there is no storm in their life at all?

That’s why I say, a little reconciliation is necessary for us, no matter where we are. I take great pride in doing so, quite often too. However, I fail to impress anyone. It is either that they don’t care, or that what I do is useless. Trying to sidestep modesty for a minute, I really think that it’s the former. I have done things for other people without even a slice of gratitude, and perhaps, will continue to do so.

I do not write this post to whine about my life, but instead I hope to give some fulfillment to myself, and what I do. There is emptiness in everyones life, and sometimes, the best way to plug it, is to know that no matter what we do, what we are and what we have become, it never goes unnoticed. There is always someone around, even when the room is empty.

We all have unfinished business when we die, or so I believe, in either case, there are somethings which we wish to do but due to certain circumstances we forget, or are unable to. However, there is one thing which we all have to complete before we die. Forgiveness.

There are a thousand apologies which we have to give out, people who we have hurt, who we have forsaken, who we have harmed. All are deserving of such a testament. As Gandhiji once put it, “It takes a whip to control, but it takes an entire mind to forgive”. Great words, but where do we start?

I guess such a delicate topic requires a lot of questions answered, however, not all lives are the same and as such, not all answers can be the same too. Unfinished business is an understatement compared to what we have to finish before we die. It seems like quite a weird feeling, realizing that we have done so much to influence others lives yet not even once have we felt responsible for it.

I always wished that I could say all that I have before I go, and it seems strange that I say so at such a young age. I feel that this life is too short for doing all that we want. We need more time, yet in all the magnificence that is life, we have forgotten the whole basis of human life. It is how wars have overturned and how we have survived for so long, tolerance and forgiveness.

But then, how can we not try to do our best in finishing our lives in the same way? I guess this will remain a mystery to all but those who have done so. Perhaps I have stumbled upon an age old forgone tradition, or perhaps the whole point of life is to live is happily. I cannot say, however, I never doubt my conscience and so I will do what it tells me. And thus, I believe that such is all our responsibility. I guess a good place to start, is to ask forgiveness from our parents.

Rejection, failure, incompetence et al are all the various phases of the same thing, they are all synonyms of an inferior person. I have had a lot of failures in my life but I have always thought that no matter what anyone says, I will do what I want to. It seems stupid tough, that I follow only myself but just think about it. Is that really so conceited?

I really don’t understand why it is that some people cannot just accept their failures and walk on. Why are they always stuck in the same moment, the same memory? Ridicule is the best form of self improvement. I can still remember the feeling of satisfaction when I showed all the “wise guys” that I was the best in something. I guess it’s all in the mind.

Take a look around, how many of us really do achieve all we want? Amongst all the beggars, hobos and unemployed we are born to people who can do something to stray us away from the same fate. We hold the key to our own success, but it really depends on what your idea of success really is. You could think that success is merely getting praise, attention and being superior to everyone else, but then would you ever feel satisfied with yourself. There will always be someone better.

The real flaw of such thought is that our happiness becomes dependent on an external factor, the most unpredictable one, in fact. I am talking about our own human race. We are fickle minded, and anyone who depends on us for our own success is really headed for the same fate, an unknown future. It may very well be that he/she could be a super hit but is it really that likely? I think not.

Dreams are the real keys to success. Success is not a physical thing, it’s just a state of mind, something we have to live with but can’t live without. Forget everyone else, if the thing you do makes you happy, then do it but always remember, forget everything else, everything…

It seems really difficult to understand, at least for me though, how can one life have more problems than there are days. I don’t mean only the important stuff life making marriage commitments but everything, all facets of life. I really do hate it when people underplay childrens’ problems but that is a topic for a later time.

Running has always been the panacea for all problems. Running away is just so easy to do in the face of a problem that I doubt that it has never occurred in a normal persons mind, no matter how powerful or strong he may be. The answers are not so easy to find, and searching is very difficult to do.

Ultimately, we (or more specifically, me) find solace in the only thing we have left. For me, it’s my parents. I find solace, comfort and happiness within their presence. I am lucky to have them in the first place, but there are those who have nothing, no one to comfort them. Their lives go on, forgetting their previous problems moving on to the next. It takes real courage to face them alone but for some reason, we have become weaker.

I don’t have the courage to face my own problems sometimes. I know that they are they for a reason, but without knowing why I can’t answer them. But coming back to the topic, what do you do when it all comes down on you. Well, I can say for all sure that, in the face of all my problems, I learn to deal with them, by myself, with my own courage. After all, isn’t that what the “Creator” wants from us?

One of my favorite quotes, from the book Frankenstein. In the beginning, this quote didn’t mean much more to me than the fact that it was completely fictitious and had no bearing in real life. After all, who among us can actually experience death and live to tell the tale. However, as I grew older I realized that there was much more meaning in those words than I had previously thought.

As far as I am concerned, these words do explain much of life to me. In order to know what is good, you have to know what is bad. This is a whole and complete fact. I cannot know what to believe, unless I experience everything. Prejudice is the enemy of knowledge. Something which is akin to a flame burning down a beautiful city.

I would’ve never known that fighting or violence is a bad thing unless I was a “bad ass” myself. Not that I condone such actions, I am trying to make a point. I would’ve have never known that being good, or atleast trying to be good, is the most important thing for a human. Although people may disagree, I don’t care.

In order to find the perfect partner, friend or mate, we devote our whole lives, when, according to me there is only one criteria. All I want is to know a person who has experienced all the evil, hatred and the complete darkness in this world and yet has decided to be good, wholeheartedly. All else is irrelevant. Saying so, I have narrowed down the results to a bare minimum but does it matter? As long as such people exist, we will see this world grow.

I guess, we really do underestimate death. In actuality, I believe that death is like an adventure. One that each one of us explore it for ourselves, perhaps enjoy it or be sucked into a vortex of hate and pain, yet it still is an adventure. I do not know if there is a heaven or hell however, at least we all know for sure that death is a very real thing.

The beauty of death lies in the fact that it is inevitable, we may prolong it but it always comes. Man’s continued struggle with this problem has made him foolish, perhaps even arrogant in a way. Deep down inside we are all control freaks and nothing would make us happier that to be able to control the world’s most powerful force, nature itself.

Death comes swift and sure. It does its deed and lets us deal with it. Considering it a scapegoat for our problems would be more than sufficient. We put so much faith in death for answering our problems that all the physiologists in the world are considered useless. Death is far reaching and has enormous hands.

Within the reams of our worlds, death is nothing but something to look forward to. Without death, there is nothing more to expect in our lives. It is the dead end, the omega of our lives. Considering suicide, that is, treating death like a scapegoat is merely an insult to its abilities. We have to live with our problems because we really get one life, it that goes there are no more second chances.

Unfortunately, most of us justify the deed after it has been done. If these few minutes of reflections were used more usefully before the deed the out come would have been much more profitable. It is really a shame that most of the people, who I know of, do just the opposite of my advice. But then again there is another class of people who go a step further.

I also know of a few who make up false justifications for their actions. To them, every deed, every action is the correct one, it is the absolute truth. Now I can agree that confidence is a good thing but there is a fine line between arrogance and confidence. Justifying the wrong deed with a flawed judgment is awful and may cause more harm than good.

These people who I describe are not so because of some destiny they were given, they are so because of choice. Everything boils down to choice, we can choose to decide that every action of ours is the right one, but that doesn’t make it true. We all learn to accept our mistake and most of us feel sorry for them too. However, these people are afraid of committing a mistake so, they deicide to cover it up; bury it by pretending that it was the correct decision.

Those who fear nothing again are liars because they are afraid of getting afraid. Similarly, those who say they never make the wrong call are liars in their own right because they too are afraid of committing a mistake. Those who learn to live with their mistakes can go a long way in life while those who bury it will continue to fight their demons for the rest of their lives.

Everyone has bad experience and so did I and just like the many others of the world I let all that get to me, I closed myself from any real human contact. I am very stingy in giving away trust; I was a lot more before. I however, am not too keen on sharing my personal experiences so you will just let all that die here. Anyway, I was wrong in what I did. No one is invincible, they are struck down somehow, and it’s a sad conundrum that such things are done by our own race.

We, as humans ourselves should sympathize with each other, but we don’t creating an endless cycle of hate and deceit. It may seem really extraordinary that so few can hate so much, but that’s the power of the human mind. Everything is relative and to me the definition of “real” hate goes way beyond the word or fist fights. It’s more of an ego thing, the clash of opposite worlds, the hate so deep that it contaminates our very core, it changes who we are.

Such life changing experience can be catastrophic. However, what can be more is the way we deal with such problems. I took the wrong way, by keeping a grudge and now I repent for my mistakes. I have learnt the “right” way (according to me, that is) and so am happy with whom I am. I do not condemn those who carry hate in their hearts only if they are beyond the point of no return. There is no hope for them.

I cannot blame people themselves for all this because; it is after all our nurturing and environment which makes us who we are. If we free our minds, throw away all barriers of sense, ego, and pride, the world will be more confusing yes, but so much more beautiful. All it takes is a few minutes of reflection to do right our mistakes. I am not a preacher, just a person concerned with making a better world for the next generation.
I am also no hippie, and do not advocate not standing up to people. Fighting is a part of our daily lives, we all have to hate someone or something, but when that hate bubbles up into a ball of envy, anger and revenge we have the problem of “true” hate. I only advise and so I ask all of you to please let go of such things, just remember that we are not the only ones who have something to hate. This is our world and so it is our responsibility to make sure that we make it all right.

“Lives are not destroyed by our experiences; they are destroyed by our actions.”
-Me