The Step Beyond It

As this my next blog after my dog's death, I comprehended life a but differently for a whole week. He died on 21st November, I went to school on 22nd. Many people asked me, why I came to school just after the day of Bozo's levitation to his abode. I had only one answer to people. I had to move on. We can't just be stuck on one thing. We move on. We have to.Whether it is death, a great road trip with friends, fun times with parents, whatever, we have to move on and get back to our real lives. I forgot Bozo(or I forced myself to) so that I could help my parents move on. Well this blog's not about him. Its about how life and moving on, go hand-in-hand. I was touched by the fact that this week passed so quick. What clicked in my mind was, if we humans weren't wired to move one, we would probably(when we get old) still be angry or upset about the fact that our fathers lied to us about holding the backseat of the bicycle to teach us to ride a cycle. If we wouldn...

Perhaps this blog is the most emotional for me to write. At first, I thought it wasn't correct to mention it. But then it clicked into my mind that someone out there must know that I had a dog, named Bozo, and he was a great soul. (CALL THIS ONE A DIARY THINGY) Right now, it is 6:30 p.m. Today, Bozo was declared dead, at 11:35 a.m. At that time, I was in my school, enjoying, trusting that he was okay, because the night before, bozo started crying very loud as if almost seeking help. Bozo. At five-ish in the evening on 6th July, my dad got me a surprise. This little ball of fur, my Lhasa apso, bozo, looked at me with glittering eyes. I was little back then. Everyday I used to go to the park to play with my friends. But not that day. That day, I told my dad that I wouldn't go to play with them. I would play with Bozo. The snow cream with white and black mixture of colours. That little puppy was the best thing I ever had, and will ever have. On that evening, we enjoyed ...

You know, there's always a moment, a speck of time where you don't focus. Be it a concert, a speech, a lecture in your class(who focuses in that anyway). We slowly do daze of into limbo. Hard to really define that moment. Its like a moment where you focus into something else. Something that is far more interesting in your life rather than a talk or an event. You know what's interesting? The irritating moment when someone pulls us back into the real, boring world, by disturbing us. It is the most annoying feeling. Why? Because at that specific moment, we do not believe anywhere. Nor in this treacherous world, nor in the world of our own. Ever thought of that? This certain distance from our virtual reality establishes a frown on our faces.  Why do I write this? Well lets just say, talking about nature, friendship and all is already there! I write to motivate someone to think beyond. A step beyond.  So my first thought was, why not focus on things that are often blur...

What is the thing that makes you stare at the clouds? What makes you wonder? What and how do you create your dreams that you see at night? They are the unnecessary observations in life, which we choose to ignore while staring. The things which are often missed. They don't matter to us. They are general things which compose our thoughts. Let us take an example. Ever seen action English movies, of course you have, but have you ever noticed, that the grand piano is the most destroyed item in the action scenes? I know that's s a silly observation, rather an unnecessary observation. But hey, it goes unnoticed. Doesn't it hurt when something goes unnoticed?  Now you must wonder, "should we notice everything around us?" I'd say take every unwanted observation into account. When you're in a car, music in your ears, eyes at the whirring road, the pavement design racing you to your destination, you in your astral form, care to look around....

The Step Beyond It As I write today, I write with an intension, an intention to write a step beyond. You must be wondering what is the step beyond. The step beyond is a leap of faith of your creative sense to just lunge at a whole new different level. at a level where there is nothing. Do you know why there is a 'NOTHING' waiting for you at the step beyond?  Because no one dares to think absolutely differently. Everyone is encouraged and motivated by everyone. therefore there is no inception of a crazy thought. An inception is required, to let all the people who are mustering up enough courage to dare beyond, are motivated to think beyond. The step beyond is for all the creative hearts out in the world, taking weird observations of life and writing them in a secret diary while hidden in a closet, fearing they might be tortured for thinking differently, by world ways. Today is my first day at blogging, and my blog's name is the step beyond 'it'... The ...