Mad Hope

Breakfast At Tiffany's, Deep Blue Something.

There is hope, they say, even in despair.




You say

that we've got nothing in common
No common ground to start from
And we're falling apart

You'll say

the world has come between us
Our lives have come between us
But I know you just don't care

And I said what about "Breakfast at Tiffany's?
She said, "I think I remember the film,
And as I recall, I think, we both kinda liked it."
And I said, "Well, that's the one thing we've got."

I see you - the only one who knew me
And now your eyes see through me
I guess I was wrong

So what now? It's plain to see we're over,
And I hate when things are over -
When so much is left undone

And I said what about "Breakfast at Tiffany's?
She said, "I think I remember the film,
And as I recall, I think, we both kinda liked it."
And I said, "Well, that's the one thing we've got."

Synchronicity On Christmas

Christmas had to come when it was needed most.

I'm currently reading a book named Synchronicity, a book which explores the undercurrents of coincidence. One of the things it points out is that coincidence is rarely without reason...and never without meaning. It's nice to see this idea at work in our own lives. For me it worked thru Christmas. Overhype and commercialisation banter apart, as far as I'm concerned, the Christmas spirit is infectious. It did bring cheer just when cheer was running out. It did bring Faith into the forefront when it was threatening to take a backseat. It did make things better...even if only little bit.

And it did make sure i realise all this thru watching people who don't watch it happen in their own lives.

To them and to everyone else, Happy Christmas. To those who are brimming with Faith, to those who are holding on to it, for those from whom it is slipping away, and to those who have lost it, Happy Christmas. Through coincidence or otherwise, they will see, sooner or later, what has been before them all this while. It is the Christmas promise made to me.

Aloneness

Part of being passionate about psychology and finally getting to study more psychology and thinking in psychology terms is that many a times, it creates a sort of a vacuum witht the people you are dealing with. I don't mean to say that they don't understand you, it just means that they don't usually get the line ur thinking in. And that's not so much their fault as it is mine. And therefore not as much their problem as it is mine.

So the other day I'm talking to a friend and all throughout the chat I'm dissecting what she says not only for its meaning, but also for its psychological implications and likely reasons. It's not like I choose to do it, it happens unconsciously...i just catch myself doing it. And the worst part is, i want to share it, but for some reason, i cannot, I'm already confused halfway thru the conversation, and 1 confused person is better than both.

I don't think what's happening is a bad thing, as a matter of fact, i quite enjoy thinking and feeling with that bent of mind. It's plenty of fun, but i don't know what it does to relationships. And that is a version of that same old fear again. The fear of letting go.