"DUMMY BIT" Theory

 Get into the street; a muddy and rusty one; or a serene and calm one. What do we find? We find in the street, instantly, what we were looking for. That’s the purpose of our visit to the street right.  Be it finding a youth’s love; be it a women’s favourite saree; be it a cricket ball in the ditch. Imagine the happiness that dwells within one’s self after finding their respective belongings. But, are those the permanent happiness?  I don’t think so. Now Swap. Be it a youth’s love ditched half way after finishing off everything (just love I meant); be it a woman with her ex-love gets caught red handed by her better half. What are these? Just RIP it and where does the real happiness lie. Here I go with my unworthy theory, so called “DUMMY BIT” theory.

 Passion, a mystery in everyone’s heart is very hard to find and if so did, it’s hard to accomplish. Why do we wander and ponder behind our passion?   For ultimate happiness I suppose. 

“DUM” Equation:

Case 1:

Self- Confidence + Optimistic = Thriving passion--------------------------(1)

Fig 1:  Transcient analysis for Infinite Happiness

  Happiness lies eternally, within one’s self only when his/her passion is pursued and achieved.

                                                                              

Case 2:

If Self-confidence is null then,

0 + Optimistic = Passion prevails dormant--------------------- (2)

                                                  Fig 2:  Transcient analysis for pull down Happiness

Case 3:

If both are void, then

0+0 = Bounded happiness--------------------- (3)  

         

                                            Fig 3:  Transcient analysis for bounded Happiness

  

 Happiness is bounded to a limit and does not exist and it vanishes. The reason – Refer eq (1)(2)&(3)

“MY” Equation:(It’s MY present equation- sorry position)

Self-disbelief + pessimistic = Deteriorating passion---------------- (4)

                                        Fig 4:  Transcient analysis for diminished  Happiness

Consider if a person acquires this golden and blessed equation, then the passion which he aspired for, greatly deteriorates in negative side exponentially. I do not want to discourage you by elaborating my position to you before I am made fun of.

“DUMMY BIT” theory

So, if one wants to be the happiest  person- Follow (1).  How to follow (1) ?. Simple. Go behind  two steps:

Step 1: Forget about the passion .Roam and fool around as you wish.

Step 2: Do find a friend(If boy catch a girl. If girl snatch a boy)/Well-wisher/ Best friend(of any gender).   Do hear those advice a  bit and follow it sincerely- only if  that advice is for our betterment.

By the way, am I writing something philosophical and boring topic over here?  If so, treat this “DUMMY BIT ” as a dummy one. Give a try by uttering a vulgar word and exit. If not, if you are gonna follow (1) or (4), follow it sincerely.

Help and get kicked-Do good anyway

The good you do to your fellow being - not an inborn quality but good thoughts in you does so. The help you offer to people- not an inborn morality but learnt from others. Are these qualities a defect in one’s self? Are these moralities becoming a dump-dung nowadays? I do not know but here I go with it anyways.

I tried my level best not to see that terrible mess over of a two wheeler into a barricade but it caught hold of my sight; Alongside a Highway near my sweet home. My sense urged me to run to the spot immediately and lift the victim and I did. Blood oozed out from his forehead and in no time his state became unconscious. My neighbour too tried to lift the victim yet again but in vain. Reason: We were warned not to get near him. My neighbour with great difficulty poured water but still the victim remained motionless. Wait until the Ambulance and the guards arrive? Offer help at crisis- you are tied with a small thread, sorry threat.

I stood there crushed, squeezed amidst people in a local bus unable to breathe in. A lady with her child on her hip also felt uncomfortable and tired notwithstanding the suffocation. I, being a soft-hearted person (!) requested her to give the child to someone who is seated. But, a man near me whispered in my ears, “Don’t utter such words. If the child’s ornaments are lost or taken away you’ll be responsible for it”. Perturbation filled me. Do good to others- You are in trouble and pissed off.

 So, I came to a conclusion that if you are good- be good to yourself. Or else you are kicked. Sense of oneness-Don’t ever think of it. Always get under one roof; the roof of selfishness. Where does this world heading towards? But , a close buddy of mine would always urge me to this:

                                                                                        A+B+C=D

                                   Where A= Think good

                                              B=Act Good

                                              C=Do good and Help others

                                              D= Peace fills your life.

So, instead of grumbling, whatever the circumstances-Do good anyway even if you are kicked and see the certain bliss in you.

Fever has just started and already acquired the deadly syndrome

It all started with DLF and now it’s been handed over to Pepsi. Started with 8 teams and moving on with 9. And strategic time out at regular intervals definitely not for the spectator though; Numbered as 1 and it’s been currently counted as 6. Started with a famous lead chairman but now changed with a new one.

Everywhere I move, outside, its been raining praises, thundering curses and critics to the core from all the Cric freaks about about the CRIC TOURNAMENT commenced few days before. When I enter my living room, it’s been showering sixes and fours on all post evenings. Yes indeed, being one of those Cric freaks , I thoroughly enjoy it. Still enjoying it leaving away all my undone jobs at stack. What a creature I am? What is the job that I am referring to? Cric is my all sort of job right(!).

Enjoy while playing; Happy in watching; Mind blowing critics. Not mentioning cheer leaders though since I ignore and hate that sort of cheering. Definitely a worthwhile job to be cheered up, praised and patted. Fatigued franchise, short-tempered persons in and outside the field, reduction of spectators wallet from thick to thin, shout between members of the family in all living rooms quarreling for the mad box. The consequences are heavy and heart breaking but still I ponder into it very deep.

Here I shout GO GO GO. Later Going, Going and gone. But the very next morning everything had gone. Yes, the job which I depend for thriving in this world for the survival is  gone. Even then , here I am, writing this after acquiring this deadly syndrome also enjoying it since this is not a curable syndrome. Who am I? Absolutely its I. Be happy and extend a sigh of relief that this syndrome has not affected you and if so join with me to lose something as a loser.

Weary weather, Mixed Situations, Reaction???

In this Global Warming earth, analyzing status of people do exist at an increasing temperature and I, being a common man is no exception in it.

As far as my eye could see, a short, lean man in his early 50's was wandering here and there near a bus stop in search of shade on a Sunny morning around 11(a small board named BUS STOP symbolized it as stop wherein pupil stood in attention and stand-at-ease position swetting). Alas he could spot a tree nearby some 20m distance and occupied a shady place to wipe away his swet. His appearance taught me he might run a middle class family with his month end salaries.

Yet again, as near as my eyes could see, an esteemed car , with a sturdy man in his suit stopped near the tree. I could clearly say ,the man sitting in the AC was unaware of the global warming that's happening outside his world of car.

 And now, my witty mind started comparing both these fellow citizens which is the human nature. Rich get richer and the poor get poorer(though its a cinematic dialogue) ,I stood there confused as to which state I come in and I consoled myself as half to the swet and the other half to the AC. But wat kept me engaged to watch them more??  The Swet man was in a state of extreme happiness conveying over his 1100 Nokia mobile that he's on the way to see his new born grand child(Can't an common man hav mobile?) whereas the AC man, with tears in his eyes had  covered his face after hearin sumthing over his Samsung S3.

There I, standing on seeing their mixed feelings came to a conclusion that wateva may be the status, its the situation that makes them an usual or unusual character  after all we are all humans. The only thing that humans must know at all situations is that This time would pass away.

By the way WHO AM I??   who knows, it might be you who must ve crossed this scene n your career of life. 

Kick Started...GO go GO...

Here am I, Here am I!
As Simple as DhonI
As Dimple as ma Neighbour's chin
I ve Started a blog,Started a blog!!!

Here will be I, Here will b I!
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As Formal as an Interviewer
I am into the blog, into the blog!!!

Here Should be I, Here should be I!
As Sincere as my Teacher
As Junior to my fellow citizens
I ve Posted in a blog,Posted in a blog!!!
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