from here to there

As one goes through the cycle of growing.. from the womb to the coffin, it can be noted, that life still belongs to an incomplete circle. Guided and governed by set of rules that follows traditions layed by the history, predicting the future of the paths taken my man. Many have stepped out, and become makers of history. And the ones, that followed the path, can only be traced by the name tags on their tombstones.

( spoiler alert: Damm.. I actually like the above para.. awesone.. just came out from me)

In matter of 7 months from now, I will become a Dad. and hence a new phase in life. If its a son, he has got to be a manchester united supporter like me, if its a daughter.. she should marry a manchester united supporter and follow man u games till she gets married. Education and all the other tags followed by it, can be secondary. Sometimes, make me envy, these times, should be the best times for a woman, she gets alls he craves.. and get spoiled a lot with gifts. Wonder, if that would have happened if a man were able to get pregnant.

The season is going quite wierd, The italian , french, spanish and english league has been tough. Any team can win it. And as the season comes to close, the national team managers can only pray for their stars to be fit for the world cup bar the injuries. Rules have to be changes, expecially with direct red cards, and the suspensions. Platini should be thrown off from the uefa. And bring back the rules that allow a team can only field 4 non home based players, Brosman ruling has brought in ill effects to the game. For example, a team like Arsenal can only boast of one Englishman who gets a chance to play for the team.

But then who believes me!!! Me just a passerby..

Relationships

Relationships


Man can be haunted or blessed with relationships. Different Societies define that term in their own symbolic way. Some don't care ( in other terms called independent)..and some take it too seriously based on the rigidity of the customs passed from generations.

As a baby... relationship between the infant and parents, time carries them to adult years, when friends replace the companionship. Then as a husband to wife ( or the other way round), parents, grandparents... the hierarchy continues. ( wow.. i actually got the spelling of hierarchy correct in one go, without the help of spell check)

The tradition, i was born into, was more of a traditional sect of values. Respect were given, and commanded. It was more of a duty. Parents loved their children living with them. But then. times have changed,or were forced to change. Will not term it globalization, or rather Americanization.

Then comes the same Bollywood style of story in every youths heart... people fall in love..some walk with that love,some part with the love, focus on careers, and then try to mend ways. And they call it life. Some get into arranged marriage, some lie during their marriage, and yet try focused 2 remain happy..some break the arranged marriage and fall in love after so called failures.

There is a story in everyone,some willingly make a joke of it, and some just try to hide it with the emotions that are easily traceable.

How many of these emotions exist in relationships from regions. And still we argue the fact that .. MAN IS MAN.. same material from which everyone was made of.

Damm.. I am actually lost on what I was supposed to blog about now!!