Monday, 18 June 2012

Live the Life You have Imagined

This is the article one of my colleague have shared in our organisation and I just loved it..So just sharing it here.

Once upon a time, at a large mountainside there was an eagle nest with 4 large eagle eggs inside.
One day, an earthquake rocked the mountain causing one of the eggs to roll down to a chicken farm, located in the valley below.
The chickens knew that they must protect the eagle egg. Eventually, the eagle egg hatched and a beautiful eagle was born.
Being chickens, the chickens raised the eagle to be a chicken. The eagle loved his home and family but it seemed his spirit cried out for more.
One day, the eagle looked to the skies above and noticed a group of mighty eagles soaring. ”Oh,” the eagle cried, “I wish I could soar like those birds.”
The chickens roared with laughter, “You cannot soar like those. You are a chicken and chickens do not soar.” The eagle continued staring at his real family up above,
Each time the eagle talked about his dreams, he was told it couldn’t be done.
That was what the eagle learned to believe. After time, the eagle stopped dreaming and continued to live his life as a chicken.
Finally, after a long life as a chicken, the eagle passed away.
This is a perfect example of what many of us go through. The society around us is bound by certain ideas. It might not be their fault but they do have limited vision most of the times. Its up to us how much we want to live the life we have imagined. The one thing that's sure is it wont be rosy always. If your ideas don't match with that of society's you will have to fight your way through it but i think if at the end you look back and say 'yeah I have lived my life the way I wanted' it would be worth it. Don't you think?

Tuesday, 5 June 2012

Harry Bosch's Single Bullet Theory

         When I was reading one of the Michael Connelly books, I come across a theory (Called single Bullet) which the hero of the novel firmly believes. Harry Bosch has been in love with his ex-wife Eleanor Wish.

"I'm a believer in the single-bullet theory. You can fall in love and make love many times but there is only one bullet with your name etched on the side. And if you are lucky enough to be shot with that bullet then the wound never heals.Roy Lindell might have had Martha Gessler's name on a bullet. What I do know is that Eleanor Wish had been my bullet. She had pierced me through and through. There were other women before and other women since but the wound she left would not heal right. I was still bleeding and I knew I would always bleed for her. That was just the way it had to be. There is no end of things in the heart."

I don't know why I felt like sharing it. But this is kind of poetic so thought will put a quick blog on it.