IRONY OF LIFE

As I am totting the pages of Financial Management by RP.RUSTAGI and listening to a song which goes something like this…

Na hai yeh paana…. Na khona he hai......
Tera na hona..... jaane....kyun hona he hai.....
Tum se he din hota hai..... surmayi shyam aati...
tUMse he.....
har gaddhi saans aati hai......
zINdagi kehlaati hai....
tUMse he......

I suddenly realized that I am on the same page since the past half –n –hour. Now I realized why a friend of mine specially messaged me to say that she has fallen in love with this song!!! Truly mesmerizing!! Indeed truly!!!

Hmm.. now my awestruck mind has started playing games with me(now that’s dangerous) suddenly a flashback…. 29th October 2007 sitting in the computer lab of our college two of my closest friends after reading my previous blogs said that I write with a very confused state of mind.. (I think by this they meant I am not able express my thoughts in a straightforward manner.) Is that so?
So I have decided to express my mental stratum in a very précised, stratified and in a linearly symmetrical way so that the resilience of my mental expressions and the incidence of their mental frequencies tend to congregate at a single platform to form a vibrant and expedient equilibrium of reciprocated understanding. And what irony I have decided to write on IRONY OF LIFE and after writing unerringly 223 words (till now including the wordings of the song too.) ironically I haven’t even started the topic.

Now as the irony goes on and on…. ironically I am still stuck up with the point that whether in actuality I write in a so called bemused state of mind?
Is it really true that my mental lexis don’t find a proper forum in the form of words?
If truth be told am I not proficient in giving my thoughts the right depiction of reality by expressing them in the outline of meaningful sentences?

Or the case has the ‘SO- CALLED PALPABLE ’OTHER SIDE also? Like the coin of FATE which is always two sided. Always? Is the coin really evenly on the brink? I beg to disagree a bit!!!
Veracity always poses a different depiction to this coin. Whenever we want the coin to toss up in our favors a different not so favorable side pops up, again we hope that the coin of fate will do wonders for us but again the coin wins the un-fought mêlée, again we anticipate for wonders and again the coin conquers the un-fought scuffle, we just keep sitting in the anticipation for that coin to toss up in our favor but the coin has different plans… and at last …. Dreams shattered!!! Lost all hopes!! Battered by the foul-play of the coin, we just sit cornered from everything and anything and capitulate ourselves to the bogus strength of this coin. We sit secluded with a conviction that this coin is only one sided and our favorable side has been windswept and eroded by don’t know whom and don’t know what for?
We just sit and ponder our self with an oblique question… WHY ME??? and WHAT FOR???

And in all this we forget the basic thing that “fortune always favors the brave” and it is only we who just sat and saw the reckless exhibit of this coin. If for once if we have tried to take things under our control, for once if we tried to be in driver’s seat then this game of fate would have had a completely different stature. If for once rather than being a mere spectator of this game we had tried to play it, the stature of this whole game might have been different.
For once if we had tossed the coin ourselves rather than just awaiting for the upshot it brings to us things might have been rather even-steven or even better. Its better losing a game being a player rather than being a mere spectator. So guys! atleast start tossing your coins yourself, who knows one day ends might shift and as the saying goes(a little bit of my innovation in it)…….
For those who think they cant they cannot!
For those who think they can!!!!!
Stop thinking and start tossing!!!!!


And again ironically I am on the same page and on the same song and still incongruously stuck upon the same question whether I … leave it now!!!! At last the moral of the story- don’t sit at 11pm at night to write anything on irony of life because when you do so you sardonically land up on the same page and same song and on the same question and as the saying goes again now I am in total agreement of this statement…

AN IRONY IS NOTHHING…. BUT AN IRONY ITSELF” and I love it!!!!!!