The Exit Sign...

From where you stand,
All you see is the exit sign,
It’s quite dark
And you hear people clapping around…

It’s quite unnerving at first,
U can barely hear your own voice,
In the roar of all clapping,
And the people around…

And then they call your name,
They call you from every corner,
They say just do it again,
And cheer your every denial…

And then the light comes up,
The drum roll sets in motion,
You do one last jump in air
Before your hit the ground…

The crowd gets louder,
As you soar up in the air,
The clapping more ferocious,
As they see you burst to flames,

The light’s going out now,
They say the show is over,
It’s just you now,
Standing in the empty theater,

And as you raise your face,
Look up to the other side,
All you see is the dark room,
All you see is the exit sign…

The Skeptic

Have you seen that movie Contact (1997). Has one of my favorite actors, Jodi Foster. I love that movie. It's got a message, a beautiful one, but scary nonetheless.... Every time you discover something new, depending on how radical your findings are, the opposition you receive is equally proportional. This leads to another thought, we human beings always tend to support existing rules more and have an aversion to new or radically ideas or thoughts.

The more you try to bring in a change, the stronger people will resist it. Often to the point, that logical explanations would be called lies or delusions of your mind.

So does that mean that I start being skeptic as well?

Think for a moment. How do we grow and evolve? How do we find new things? How do we create new things?

It all starts with a new and at times radical idea. If we all had followed the same rule over and over and over again, I guess we would still be living in forests and eating raw meat. So it's essential that we accept changes and be open to them. But only if things were as simple...

Consider this scenario - as part of my new job, I meet a lot of people. I tell them how to do a few things in a certain way, and how to improve the existing processes. I certainly don't have a degree in process optimization, but I make my presentations and a few people seem to like it.

So I recently met this gentleman who's a Regional Sales Manager with an electric equipment manufacturer. He told me his problem and I proposed a solution. He liked the idea of getting an outsider's view and agreed to let me help. I would obviously be paid a certain agreed amount if it worked, and a certain agreed minimum amount if he called off the whole project or did not like the results.

So that's how it started. After some two weeks of analysis of some data I felt were relevant, I suggested the necessary changes. And voila, the skeptic shows up. One of the people affected by my recommendations raised an objection. I presented the necessary facts based on the data collected and the mutually agreed assumptions. Very late into the discussions and after some two hours of long conversation I found out that the only reason he objected was because he thought that my Ideas were too radical. No one's ever tried it before. Maybe it works in the outsourcing industry, does not mean it will work equally well in the manufacturing industry. It is bound to fail. We reasoned a little and with a little help was able to convince, or let me admit, arm-twist him into doing it.

That brings me back to the original question, why resist something you don't really know about?

Is it really a part of our nature? Or is it the risk involved that stops us from trying new ideas?

Even after questioning myself so many times, I can't really reach a conclusion. Even I do the same thing every now n then. I just wrote a whole article on this topic, but I know that when I go the restaurant tonight, I will order my tried and tested dishes and the same good old drink I order every single time. Until the day, the Chef comes out and says that the new dish he added to the menu is just wonderful. Everybody liked it. I will like it too...

Wait a minute, that answers my question... Did it answer yours?

Prisoner of My own Device...

Yesterday was so bright,
Sun still shining, in the moonlit sky,
And that rainbow,
The one that’s purple, red, yellow and blue,
Still reminding you of the rain last night,

You could still see the boats,
If you wanted to,
Floating down the road,
Fighting the winds and the waves,

Children in the neighborhood park,
Pushing, shoveling and falling apart,
To songs and to dances,
And some rhyming lyrics too,

Time had no meaning,
And nothing really mattered,
And world was always at peace,
For you could buy all for a penny,

I remember them all,
It was just yesterday,
Or maybe the day before,

It’s quite dark now,
As I sit and look out of my window,
It’s been a while,
that I took a moment to think,
And to Wonder and worry,

I gave up much,
To get too little,
Money for smile,
Delusions for dreams,

The boats floating down the river,
I don’t see them anymore,
I have a desk, and a file now,
and a dark glass window too,

It gives me a view,
of the neighborhood floors,
Full of people lost in time,
Digging out the dirt,
working their times,
like a prison it looks,
Like a dungeon it feels,

The more I try,
the further I sink,
losing my faith,
losing my belief,

Let me say good bye,
let me say Godspeed,
it’s time I moved on,
and followed my dreams…

an Irregular-Ode to a love lost long...

Brilliant eyes, electric bright,
laughter clear, to silence a crowd,
cheerful spirit, spreading around
was it a songbird, or was that you?

Just a glimpse and a hint of smile,
a fading memory and some music of your voice…
That’s all I have,
for you’ve been gone so long,
disappeared in the sand of time
and now it has been a while,
did you ever feel the same?

I spent the years running around,
To get a hint of you,
Spent the days searching in my mind,

And just when I had forgotten you,
And I thought I had moved in time,
You came back from the dead,
to stir up a storm around,

And I think I heard your voice again,
And I think I saw you smile,
Tell me you are real this time,
And say it’s not my mind,

Say that I’ve not created you,
Like I did before,
Tell me you are for real,
And not my mind playing games,

The last I remember,

You were still living in my dreams,

Tell me you are for real now,

And no longer a dream …

The weird ones...

Do you know how it feels,
To be strange and alone.
To be the only one,
Who gets the point…

To be the one who looks,
Beyond the lines of reason,
And be able to dream,
To sing and to hymn,
To be,
Stranger than the crowd around,
To be looked and laughed upon,

I met one today,
Sitting there,
In the corner of my mind,
Shrouded in dark, shunning all the light,
And attention,

He said I fear the light,
For there’s someone ready to show,
How bad I look, how good he is,
and how I don’t fit in…

And do they know,
that when they try,
to show me their light,
they take me off my path,
and they kill the one inside,
me…

I have asked myself,
over a million times,
why is it so difficult,
to be left the way I am

Why cant’s they let go off me,
why there’s always someone around,
ready with an answer,
to the questions I never ask…

White Lines

White lines of fear and dark...
Of few dreams that fell apart...
White lines of things near and far...


Meaningless they seem,
But they help you end it all,
Directionless they are,
But you’re not there either,


Infinite but discreet,
Restrained in its limitless boundaries,
Trying to solve your problem,
And lending that wicked helping hand,
White lines of your dreams...


Tearing you apart,
And breaking you to pieces,
Killing you slow,
one bit at a time,
white lines of your dreams…


Every inviting, in it’s own repulsiveness,
Ever seducing in it’s own nefariousness,
White lines of your dreams,


Now you think and realize,
How dependent have you been,
Oblivious to the world,
Eyes closed and floating around,
covering yourself up,
in white lines of your dreams,


No longer can you lie,
on white lines you rely,
not to live, not to dream,
Just to cry, and to scream.


Now the end,
It’s just you, and it’s me,
And there are,
The white lines of your dreams...

Salvation

This is the moment,
The one you've waited for,
The door to freedon
and window to salvation,
Eternal peace and glory my friend,

Don't be shy now,
It's too late already,
You can't go back from here,
Forward's the only direction now,

Don't bow down,
It's just one step you see,
Don't be afraid of the deapth already,

I know it's a little dark,
But that's just an illusion you know,
Just take the step,
and remember my friend,

The only way out, is deeper within,
Hidden between the layers you designed,
So many questions,
That wait for an answer,

Now is the time,
You think of them again,
Take a minute if you need,
For this is the End...

The end of confusion,
and end of your doubts,
The end to all fears,
Hidden inside,

The fall is illusion,
It won't hurt you at all,
Let go off your thoughts,
And follow my call...

It's time to dive my friend,
With your open mind,
Deep into the vale of your thoughts,
and in river of your soul,
For there lies the answer,
To this imaginary pain...