Vodka with Lime please...

We have friends, and then we have friends…
We have managers, and then we have managers…
We have MBAs, and then we have MBAs....
We have books, and then we have books...
We have diamonds, and then we have diamonds...

This list of 'and then's can go on and on. Why is that we take for granted that what is, is just short of something? Are we so keen on digging gold always? That we don’t dig a grave remains my only fear! These tags we have given ourselves and our acquaintances just prove the basics of human tendency. I definitely would not acknowledge all my friends as my best pals .well, everybody is opinionated. Who is to tell if I have tagged erroneously? My instincts guide me to judge what is, but they do not teach me to distinguish between.

We often crave for a dash of lime on our Vodka, when we know that a simple plain shot of vodka can give a high!! Quite often we get our spirits wrong. Don't we? A 'Malibu with pineapple juice' tastes only as good as ‘bourbon with coke'. This is universal taste. Have we really experimented the other way round? Rarely do our perceptions dare to walk out of the claustrophobic confines of the mind.

A Misnomer is also a name. But we hate to shed the 'name'. Slowly but steadily we get accustomed to being referred to as a misnomer. We don’t realize that we are Infact acknowledging the giver that we do not mind being called so. Probably we put it off as a mark of affection showered by the giver. The same, if a stranger were to call us, we get furious. What are we getting angry at? We ofcourse liked the ‘misnomer’, didn’t we? This only proves the human tendency of restricted affection and inhibited spark of love, often bound by historic perceptions of the ego and convoluted thoughts of the mind. Much like the aspirations of the conjoint twins…

We never know if what we say would hurt somebody. We also never know if somebody loves us, unless s/he tells us. Words- we blame them so easily. The lack of it or otherwise. We do not blame our thoughts as we don’t realize that thoughts drive the words, and words drive the action. However pure our thoughts be or however clear our intensions be, there is a vacuum that exists between words and perceptions. Perceptions touch the chords of emotion, either positively or otherwise. The trick lies in channelising our thoughts in such a way that the vacuum is avoided.

We never admit, but we are infact very complicated. It could be our self or the effect of the dormant energy in our surroundings on us. All we do is crave for everything that is good, everything that is pleasant, and anything that adds a zing to our mundane life. Be it in the choice of friendship, the act of love, the feel of freedom or even in the fierceness of our anger.
Our drink seems to be ‘life-with-a-dash-of-zest’.
Cheers!!