alternate reality

         what if i had joined the air force right after school... what if i had had the guts to go up that girl i met in tution and told her how i felt... what if i had eaten chinese food on aug 11 2011 instead of thai food.

         hmm.. which car should i choose.. can i picture myself driving the polo? nah, i10 it is.

         two different time scenarios - past and future - both pondering a possibility of an alternative knowing well enough that none exists. then why do we try and imagine them?  to answer this, we must ask ourselves a very basic question:  What is reality?
  the possible responses would be
 1. the world that we see, hear and perceive  (98%)
 2. reality is almost like 'being practical' - like the phrase - get back to reality dude (1.99%)
 3. a world that sucks, and yet one that we have to endure during the daylight so that we might return to our utopia of dreams, come nightfall. (0.01%)
 
         so is reality just a video our sensory systems coordinate and deliver?  then what about all those signals they can't perceive, like UV or IR or cosmic rays. there are too many variables that neither provide any plausible explanation nor can absolutely deny the possible existence of a world where you could have woke up on the other side of the bed. What if.. :) 

mid point


    i guess turning 30 kinda signals that having reached a summit, we are abt to start our journey down the hill. atleast physically. that is somehow the way our mind tends to project our life. they did say "body and soul" and not "soul and body", whoever 'they' were.
    anyway, as we know, our mind unlike our body doesnt reach puberty until now. thats what 'some' would call 'maturity'. so as we mature, we are considered to ease into the oasis of adulthood.
    At this point, unlike our childhood, our mind doesn't seem to reflect its deepest thoughts.. for reflections occur in still water, whereas our minds are cluttered with incessant stimuli and responses. We race about in a dazed state with only our child's growth rate as any indicator to how fast time is slipping by.
    its always good to take time off and be alone. In a field, under a tree, resting our back on the tree trunk, on a windy and pleasant afternoon with not a soul around. almost like a dream. because in reality, where do we ever have time to plan and execute such an event?
 

     so thus we begin the faster downhill path towards the inevitable, in blissful ignorance of the handbrake we possess to pace the second leg of our journey so that when we hit the bottom, we would know that we have seen and experienced everything that this world has offered us in our brief stay here..