laugh and you laugh alone

This is a very common saying that laugh and the world laughs with you, cry and you cry alone. i found this statement used in a friends blog(http://poignantrose.blogspot.com/2007/05/exchange-offer-p.html) and either contextually or even otherwise I'd like to differ on.
i would like to humbly submit that the statement 'you laugh and the world laughs with you' is not true and i will provide multiple explanations for the same.

First: when ur happy and laughing u don't see the people who are crying and think that the whole world is sharing ur joy.

and lastly: often people only seem to be happy when you are and that why you think so. in fact the other person may well be quite sad and the fact that you are happy may only trouble the person evermore.


furthermore, when you cry, anyone and every one whose lives you touch to a certain deep extent will be hurt and will in effect be in tears.

so the net number of people who will support you whether ur happy or sad is the same and more often that not it is the same people also.

so ending this post here keeping it short, i think what is important is that you should have people to share things with be it happiness or sadness for that matter and that is what is most important, everyone needs a ear.

Life is a Game

Life is a game, the game of the ‘AMAZING RACE’, which is a show on AXN, Action TV. Now let me explain how this game works before I go on to explain the proposition of it being correlated with life itself. Now what happens in this race is the teams have a common destination a common goal, but all along the way they have choices to make, paths to choose every path will take them to the final destination, some may be more pleasurable others may not. It’s all a matter of making the right choice and doing the right thing. People enjoy this race, each one reaches the end, there is no choice about that, but some reach there faster than others, some have more fun, others may have to toil, again as everything this definition of fun is also relative and different for different people so lets not have any debates about that.

Now relating this entire thing with life, what is a life? It’s a journey, the amazing race. It has a common start and a common end, but different people find themselves in different situations and take different decisions following different paths all along the way. Some people may go forward with a positive frame of mind and enjoy life to the fullest while on the other hand there will be people who will crib there lives away finding difficulties in solutions and sadness in a bucket of joy.

Kanishk Kakkar

11/5/07

1826

Future

When it comes to pol sci and staying awake in class the two things don't quite gel together with me. So i needed a good method of staying awake, for some time taking notes helped but not for long, i needed something more interesting and something that could keep me busy, which is when i wrote this, very bored of the pol sci that was being taught, although i don't have pol sci anymore, the poem is still there. The reason i call it Future is because i could not think of anything else...

FUTURE

FUTURE


Is today the day that I live to see?
What can I expect how will it be?
The mystery exists but is not here
Is seems so but it isn't clear
Every morning is a fresh new day
What will happen what can I say?
There is so much that's going on
Wonder what story will be born?
If there is anyone who can tell me so
Tell me where I am going to go
The only certainty of the hour
That certainty is very far
So forgetting predictability for once and for all
Just enjoy each day and have a ball.


Kanishk Kakkar
25/07/06
0930

If Imagine

I wrote this poem down a while ago when I was just sitting and waiting for the physics class to start when this just hit me like bricks don't, this dint hurt, one of my most abstract poems, don't look for a deeper meaning ;-)

If imagine

If today was tomorrow,

Then would it be the same

It's a weird thought,

I know it's insane

But for the sake of,

Speculation at large

Would the day still be new,

Or be a mirage

How likely is it for,

The world to be an image

And each journey is part,

Of a greater pilgrimage

How likely is it for,

It all, to be a farce

Everything, emotions, love,

Even the green green grass

What if there is nothing ,

That's supposed to be

What is this place out

Here that my eyes can see

What if I am supposed,

To be someone else,

And my soul in,

Someone dwells

What if there was,

A divine mistake?

Is there a correction

A simple retake?

Kanishk Kakkar

2/8/06

1936hrs