I think it’s much easier to love you for what you’re.  Rather I ask myself, if it’s possible to love the same for what you were and what you are going to be.

Is Love the greatest magic of all?

 

 Love is that magic that you don’t believe until it happens. And when it happens it still seems incredible!

Came across a very interesting scoop.  The following is the excerpt of it:

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If you move into a rundown building off a national highway in Howrah this November and are ushered in by a skeleton to a cob webbed dining hall, don’t shriek.

Ghosts will take orders from you with a welcome smile and goblins will pop out of frames on walls to sit beside you in a ghost restaurant being constructed by world-famous magician P C Sorcar (junior).

The restaurant is coming up on a secluded spot beside the National Highway-6, a few kilometres from Kolkata and the apparitions will be certainly hosting the earthlings post-Diwali this year.

The dilapidated look of the house, which has graves in the compound, spooky pictures on the walls and small windows, will be accentuated by diffused lighting, laser rays and animated models. Sorcar (junior) is not willing to divulge more.

“Imagine how it will be like if a waiter takes off his own head and puts it on plate while noting orders from the customer. Or if a ghoul springs up from the nearby grave and sits next to you. Or a goblin walks out of the picture frame and asks your name,” the master illusionist asked.

“My ghosts will be kind enough to allow one to leave the place through side doors if things become too much for him to bear. But if one stays till the end, he will only become less superstitious by knowing magic is nothing but science and ghostly acts are all executed by humans,” Sorcar (junior) explained.

The guests will get to savour multi-cuisine dishes but the USP will be the other-worldly virtual show, probably the country’s first such venture, the magician said.

“My purpose is not to start a restaurant business and make profits; I want to provide unadulterated fun to people of all ages and educate people about what magic is all about. It is nothing supernatural, god-gifted, but plain science,” Sorcar (junior), added.

The restaurant will be open on all seven days with Sorcar (junior), his magician daughter Maneka, other members of the family and members of the troupe monitoring the show.

“I am sure it will be a one-stop destination for tourists and local people,” he says.

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I wish I could sit back at a corner and see people like I see stars at night…I wish people were like stars… watching me from the distant dark night…watching me simply as I watch them!

EGO:  It’s only the “E” that you must learn to let it “GO”.

There were many times when I gave up on things that could have been mine, which helped me to retain my mental peace. In the long run, those things didn’t matter but my mind became a dearer friend… paying me back for all those sacrifices!

The following is taken from the Hindi film ‘Ardh Satya’.

I found it exceptionally well-written. There is also a translation for non-Hindi speakers. -njoy

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Chakravyuh mein ghusne se pehle,
kaun tha mein aur kaisa tha,
yeh mujhe yaad hi na rahega.
Chakravyuh mein ghusne ke baad,
mere aur chakravyuh ke beech,
sirf ek jaanleva nikat’ta thi,
iska mujhe pata hi na chalega.
Chakravyuh se nikalne ke baad,
main mukt ho jaoon bhale hi,
phir bhi chakravyuh ki rachna mein
farq hi na padega.
Marun ya maarun,
maara jaoon ya jaan se maardun.
iska faisla kabhi na ho paayega.
Soya hua aadmi jab
neend se uthkar chalna shuru karta hai,
tab sapnon ka sansar use,
dobara dikh hi na paayega.
Us roshni mein jo nirnay ki roshni hai
sab kuchh s’maan hoga kya?
Ek palde mein napunsakta,
ek palde mein paurush,
aur theek taraazu ke kaante par
ardh satya.
 
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A Translation

Before entering the circle of deceit,
who I was, and what I was,
I would not remember.
After entering the circle of deceit,
(there was) between me and the circle,
only a deathly intimacy
that I never realised.
After leaving the circle of deceit,
even if I am set free,
the design of the circle of deceit,
will hardly be different.
Whether I kill, or die,
Am killed, or kill (the other)
these questions will never be decided.
When a sleeping man
awakes and steps forth,
then the world of dreams
may never be seen again (by him).
In that, the light of Decision,
will everything be level ?
On one tray (of a balance) is Impotence,
and on the other is Manhood,
and exactly at the needle point,
a half-truth.

I read this quote somewhere(possibly by George Carlin) that “a cynic is a disappointed idealist”. It hit me instantly because I always believed myself to be an idealist and as days go by I realize that am turning into a disappointed one.  So will the CYNIC be my future reality?

How does it feel like, to be a cynic?

Guess what? I don’t want to know the answers…ever!

A cynic seldom enjoys.