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New Year and our Resolutions

Happy New Year to everybody/anybody/nobody/me…the countdown, the celebration is long over and we have already covered a couple of days of this year. The resolutions have already started showing signs of triviality as we have become much more concerned about our day to day matters- like laundry,monthly payments to be made, the deadlines at office, grocery etc.. rather than the sudden resoluteness that had taken us over on the New Year Eve..

Personally my favorite resolution has been quiting smoking which I have failed to keep time and again. The first day of the last few years when I had made the above resolution, used to end giving me a feeling of triumph, as I had not light up, the second day, faint question marks used to appear in my head, whenever I violently shoved away any ideas of lighting up, the third day I seriously questioned my stance, on the fourth day I had almost bought a pack, and on the fifth I had eventually smoked. So it was all back to square one within five days.

Finally I decided not to get into the bandwagon of resolution makers, since I realized making resolutions was just a part of welcoming the new year. Personally I dont know anybody who has been able to keep his resolution made on the New Years eve. But I do know people who have accomplished some impossible feats begining it on some completely random day other than the 1st of Jan. Then why are we hell bent on making resolutions on the 31st of Dec every year?

The answer is pretty simple. We all want to feel absolutely good and chaste while welcoming a new year. All those things we did, that created agony, stress, negativity, things for which we felt guilty must be kept aside for a moment as we step into a new year. And what best way to do so but make resolutions which makes us feel that we have forgiven ourselves for all those things that we did against our liking and feel a bit light hearted since throughout the year we kept our hearts heavy.As if we vehmently deny to ourselves that something written on our notebook is someone elses and that from the next page onwards it would be completely us who would do the writing. But at the end when we start taking the notes its the other person again…and we are lost.

The key is to wake up with the above mentioned feeling everyday, and not restrict it to just a single day in the calender.Making resolutions is a way to feel better, sticking to it may be tough, but at least it can give us a feeling that the blemish,that want to erase, is not a permanent one, that there is somebody within us who strives for our betterment…and as we feel assured about this everyday,we can eventually become successful in our endevour.



Street dogs…. They are unruly, they bicker over the pettiest of issues, they reproduce rather brazenly, their existence is solely based on feeding themselves, biting leftovers here and there, spreading filth …seems as if their whole existence is governed by some pure carnal instincts which happen to be hunger, sex and jealousy.

What if the birth of a sagely street dog took place, who would lead their entire race towards refinement of thought, purpose and action? What shall be his first words..Evolve..and become more human.

One may think that such an idea is purely hogwash but the fact is…I know of a sagely street dog.

He does not bicker with his fellow beings, does not live to only eat. He is solemn. He seems sophisticated, reserved and practices control. If it spots me or for that matter any body biting on food he shall look up.. as expected..wishing for some share, softly wagging its tail, his part black part white skin colour conveying the monotony of the fact that when hungry there is nothing doing except looking for food….. But it does not mean that he will keep on following every movement of one’s food till the point the person loses his patience over the unauthorized vigil, and finally throws him food. By just looking at the person he gets a feel whether he shall get a share. If it is a no, then he shall not waste a moment and leave. If it is a yes, then he does not need to wait much, he gets a piece thrown on the ground soon, which he doesn’t devour instantly (as the other dogs would do), but eats slowly… savoring the taste till the end… as if that was the last morsel he was consuming.

He has never been spotted mating. This might be a predominant occupation of his fellow brothers which they do quite brazenly, often irking people over the public display of obscenity,but for him its a no-no. It does not mean he is unattractive or is wound stricken but just that such things do not bother him at all. When his fellows are busy doing things merrily, one would spot him just lying undisturbed, fully curled up lost in some deep thought…. may be about the uselessness of such wanton preoccupations, or still may be about some long-lost love of his.

He practices silence. Yes one can almost never hear him bark. And given this stance of his it is almost impossible for him to get into a fight which other dogs almost regularly end up into. In a shivering cold night when a small group of men have lit up a flame to warm themselves, he suddenly appears from nowhere, and stands in front of them requesting some share of the warmth . The men too welcome him as if he was some friend of theirs, for whom they had been waiting and then…the bonhomie begins, the men chatting away merrily and the dog staring blankly at the rising flames feeling the warmth, while softly wagging its tail.

And at the end, if you ever happen to pat his back, he suddenly puts out his right paw forward and there remains little choice left, but to touch it back and be surprised at the gratitude a dog can show…

Perhaps, these happen to be my idiosyncratic observations of some unknown street dog, but still I feel a nice human touch in him, much different from the wild breed that can create irritation. I do not know if some day he will have his own band of followers, but as of now he is much evolved, much human like,much enlightened…

A humble begining: My FIRST blog post LIKE!

Why do we crave for others attention? Is it because our own inner compass has become ineffective and our lifes journey is possible only if we are able to spot some stars in the sky, that help us come up with directions…. but feel “all lost” on the way when the sky becomes overcast and dark with clouds?…………….Or is it because…. thats what makes us silly little human beings, and not the great Almighty? For that matter…. Given any day, any hour, any minute.. it is always easier to be “error prone” humans than be the” infaalible” superhumans that we assume ourselves to be….

WOWS!!! Now what was that!!!……Thanks, Thanks, thanks a lot….. I know my saintly wisdom has caused quite a stir among the teeming masses  and a thunderous applause shall soon follow………………………………………………………

Oh…I cant hear any claps ….fine…..No issues….lets get down to the basics then.

Lets admit, this is not my first attempt at blogging…I have tried it before…pushed myself hard, ransacked my brain  to fill up the blank screen on the monitor with some meaningful stuff. Started to write about something, felt that it was too drab,deleted it, toyed with some other idea that felt better, again started writing, felt that it was too light… again chucked it and this went on.  Finally I did manage to write a post but postponed the idea of writing further, because nobody had bothered to read it leave alone leave a comment or a “like”. (Even a”dislike” would have been worth the effort). 

Needless to say I discarded this whole concept of blogging feeling it was way beyond my ability…

Blogging,  now I realize, is the easiest thing to do. One has to simply  fill up (or better still waste) “costly”  free of cost unlimited web space with words,pictures,clippings, doodles, junk(like me),smileys whatever. And thats the long and short of it.

And then then then….after dumping junk  for the first time in my life..within post gets a view and the very first” like” from a beautiful and a popular  blogger. Truly it felt good……the way the “solitary reaper” would have felt if she was interrupted in her work  by Mr.Wordswoth and was told that her voice was simply awesome!!!!!……..( and that he was planning to write a poem for her). Jokes apart, the feeling for the first “like” is unique (as my fellow bloggers would know) and even more special if the reader is a stranger living in some far off country where you have never travelled before. This means you have the power to transcend the boundaries of cast, creed, religion, nationality and acquaintence. Thats pretty reassuring…


P.S When you think to write junk, you actually decide not to write good.And hence you start as a natural..

What the FFF@#$ am I doing here????????????

There are many things that life is made up of……..among them a few are there, which cannot be taken away from one and the rest can be simply confiscated. Ones tears, misery,mystery,mirth,excitement, anger,silence,fear,smile,ambition,passion,happiness and the whole gamut of human emotions as such bear a very very personal touch. They shall stay till one lives. They are what one is. These cannot be taken away. However the objects which evoke these emotions can be lost any moment.Ones freinds,  job,  family,ones sarroundings in general So is our existence just an expression of emotions?, that stays as long as we are….?

A BIG BIG SORRY!!!!!!I wont explore such dizzying questions any further….. but do some very ordinary things that might just end up being extra-ordinary. In every post that I write I shall write things that have been reasons for my happiness (by happiness I dont mean I have danced in glee everytime but  just in a subtle sense)…. Now…they may be as trivial as an English alphabet, to someting more important like MY own management theory, or it may be a famous personality, a side dish, a girl, a colour,a person,or just an insect…..anything…..though deeply personal it may turn out to be others reasons for being happy as well….

About the name of this site: Soulsoupkitchen basically means a community kitchen which distributes food for peoples’ souls. Time will only tell whether the food to be served proves nourishing or utter junk…

The Rant at the top……basically means” the reason why i am here….”