Jab we met

Love is not an emotion or it would fade away like anger. Love is not a mood or it would change the next day. Love is not a response to a stimuli or it would vanish after the cause. Love is not a state or one could come out of it. Love is not a disease or it wouldn't be a reason for living. Love is not life or it would not be something to die for. Love is not religion or it would bind its followers. Love is not tangible or it could be locked and never be lost. Love is not intangible or one would never be able to give it. Love is not a destination, or the traveler would look for a new one when one's reached it. Love is not a journey or traveler could change his destination.
Love cannot be looked for, neither does it finds you if u are not looking for it. Love is not permanent, but it never seems transient. Love cannot be bound, neither will it stay if you do not hold onto it. Love cannot last without commitment, but commitment cannot guarantee love. Love leaves as subtly as it comes. Love is best felt when it has left.

Love is a disease, the worst affliction when not returned. It lingers on and on for years to come eating away the happiness around you. It eats away the optimism and the reasons to live begin to fade.

Love is an emotion when it appears. Its the rush of chemicals in every corner of the body. Its that ecstatic feeling which cause goose pimples from head to toe. Its the flow of optimism which makes this world beautiful all of a sudden. Its the confidence that nothing can go wrong with the life.

Love is the medicine of its own affliction. Only love can cure itself. Although, like all diseases it fights the medicine. Only when the individual is ready to defeat the misery, the medicine works and affliction is cured. The reasons to live emerge stronger than ever; Optimism starts running in the veins. The medicine though may have its own side-effects.

Its also a state when her relentless senseless talks keep you entranced. Its also a state when her smiling face is all you want to keep warm. Its also a state when you go out of the way to help her. Its also a state when you alter your plans to be with her a little longer. Its a state when you help her fulfill her dreams when you know this might take her away from you forever.

Love is a religion for it gives you a way of life, it sets you free to be yourself but you return to it on your own. You do what she would have liked you to do, you act the way she would have liked it. She may not be there to watch you but you owe it to your goddess of love.

Love is intangible for you can feel it so close to you but cannot reach it. It warms your heart but its source is not close anywhere. Its the aroma in the gardens but the flower is hidden. Its the wind cooling sweat but you cannot grasp it.

Commitment cannot guarantee love. Once the love is lost, no amount of commitment can restore it. Its the emotional dependence which keeps her hooked on to love. Its not love but the one's weakness, the pessimism which makes her keep trying for the lost love. Love cannot last if he doesn't hold onto it. Love cannot be bound.

Love is a response to the stimuli to feel anger when you see her tattered soul. Its also a response to feel that pain in heart when she cries. Its also the response when your hands suddenly brush hers. Its also a response when for no reason she touches you. Its a response to hold her when she falls in your arms.

Love is also a mood which is at its best when you are with that special someone. Love is a different mood when you are thinking of her. Its a different mood when someone is talking about her. Its a different mood when someone is getting too close to her. Its a different mood when you run hand in hand in a cool clear sun.

Love becomes such a tangible thing. It becomes so easy to shower it on her. She enjoys every moment of it and you fall in love with her every smile and every laugh again. Love seems a journey with no destination. When the journey is so beautiful who would like it to end. Loving her become the end to all the means, destinations to all the journeys, result of all the effort.The time seems to have stopped, everything seems to be there for ever. Love seem to linger in the air.

Love leaves as subtly as it had come... why hang onto the lost love? Why not welcome a new feeling? Why not fall in love again? Why not honor a love which honors her?

Love is best felt when love is lost! Hold onto it while you can! Don't miss this train...

Rang de Basanti

Dreams, the essence of living is dreams; the better half of the passion is dreams; the drive of doers is a dream. Such are the dreamers. Then there are the dreamless. The unfortunate beings who do not know what would give them happiness and fulfillment in life. Such are the people who's favorite quote is to take life as it comes. These people are comfortably numb. The time, as it passes through their lives, they try to hold on to it, prevent the dawn of tomorrow, for they know not what to do with it. They look for the comfort in their friends, for they know not how they could survive among strangers. They look for familiar grounds for they not not how they would fare in unfamiliar territories. Such people seem to be enjoying the most, making the most of their lives because it takes discipline to follow your dreams - which is not so pleasant to look at.

These two opposites, when meet, try to neutralize each other's attitudes - much like the electricity cracking through air, opposite tides crashing into each other - chaos follows. One of the two win over another and lives change. The metamorphosis has begun but the inertia confuses the nascent dreamers.This couldn't be happening to them - they enter the denial mode. They are aghast at the new change, which is pulling them from their comfort zones, forcing them to realize that life could have a purpose - there could be a tomorrow - a purpose to get up tomorrow. aaah! purpose. They need purpose in their lives which would make their galvanization into dreamers complete.

Purpose in itself is incomplete. Purpose to succeed needs inspiration in addition to courage and determination. Inspiration is required to know that what you are doing, no matter how difficult it may seem, has been achieved by mere mortals before. Courage to move into that unfamiliar territory. Courage to chose between right and easy. And the determination to stand up when you have fallen. Determination is the trust you have in your dreams, in your purpose. The new dreamers will fall and rise, fall again and rise again and again. They will survive the transformation.

These new dreamers will achieve success. Only the success commands a price, a high price. They may be required to give the thing they value the most, but they are not scared anymore. They are not scared what tomorrow may hold for them. They are not scared to venture into unfamiliar territories - for they have discovered their calling. They have come to know the purpose of their life. They have become the doers. They have become the courage and determination of dreamless. They have become the inspiration.

Chak De India

Dream. Every thing great starts with a dream. A nation's independence, a business empire, a great invention and a overseas tour win for cricket team. But a dream is hardly self-fulfilling. If you are wondering if I will go into the banter of working hard and determination and overcoming obstacles - I offer a difference of opinion. All these things are ends and not the cause of what I am going to mention. Dream, it all starts with a dream, breaking. Breaking to pieces, self confidence ruined by the mysterious, ridiculous mirth on the faces of nay-sayers. It starts with a bruised pride - a rising rebellion - the feeling to slap people in their faces who refuse to believe in you.

Then starts the herculean task to recruit people to your cause. They will come with you for their own selfish motives, for the bruises they have been given. Never for a moment make this mistake that they will follow you, until you have had your vengeance. They are following you until they have had their own.

After recruitment, starts the next task of uniting, not them, the people, but their goals. Making them rally behind a single goal, make them believe that achieving this will help them have their retribution against the world, against all those who did not believe in them and if possible mean it.

So far things go very logical, but the kind of animal humans are, they tend to mix emotions with almost everything. Quite good, for a leader emotional followers are a god sent army. Next, toy with their emotions, make them see something great, something grand, make them imagine the moment of triumph and then let them fall on the hard, cold stone of reality. Do this again and again and they will emerge stronger. Like a fractal, reproduce the same process on every step which you are fighting against, which they are fighting against. The anguish, the boisterous mirth, the slap in the face attitude. On every step make them feel the same. But this time its against someone who do believe in them. They will take some time to come to know that, and during that time they will hate you, but they will and then they will worship you.

Then you will have the army, of 300, of Alexander, of the rakshas!!! and you will have your retribution, only the retribution will feel so much smaller than what you would have finally achieved!