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Egg-xample of life

SN hates philosophy. To be honest, he despises it. THE reason he hates my blog space is he thinks I am philosophizing. “You are wasting your time in life. Instead, start living it.” That is his common refrain.

Expectedly, I differ. Always. I keep telling him I am just talking to myself. This is my way of a conversation with the self. Leave it or take it. Of course, he would leave it. In fact, he once did leave a comment – the only time – saying “Stop bullshitting.”

Yesterday, SN appeared agitated. His wifey has banned eggs from his plate. “I can live without booze (he quit it earlier this year after a two decade-long intense love affair. He would swear by Nicolas Cage’s character in Leaving Las Vegas). I can do without meat. But eggs!!!!! God, No.” SN was virtually yelling at me when I asked what the reason was.

I did quit non-veg in January. But I am still on eggs. SN probably is nursing a grudge – That he can’t have eggs and I can.

“Is that it? In life, you can’t have everything all the time. As life progresses, you will learn that you have to do without a lot of things you like. That’s life.” I was attempting to assure SN in a tone that almost smacked of philosophy.

“You might be happy philosophising loss in life. But I am not interested. I am worried about the eggs,” he said. I wanted to tell him there is a connection.

Like with egg, you got to break life open and see what’s inside. Life is never on the surface. What appears is not what it is. What you get and what you do with it defines your life.

Some want life restrained. Just the egg white in omelette. Some want it straight and are relaxed about it. The yolk makes its way to the pan with the white. Some want it all spiced up, with all kinds of reds, greens and frills. Like a Spanish omelette. I even had a south Indian friend who used to make paratha out of omelette. And some want it in full size. Boiled.

Besides, like eggs, life too comes in different sizes.

But I didn’t tell SN all this. I knew what his reaction would be. “How on the earth can you connect egg with philosophy,” his already-damaged lungs stuck out of his mouth.


Keshi 3 October 2008 at 04:38  

hey this is a really neat analogy! Loved it. Eggs and!

**As life progresses, you will learn that you have to do without a lot of things you like

Very well-said! Im now living w.o. a lot of things that I once had...but that means I have something else now...such as courage to live w.o. those things.

Keep writing, cos thats living, not just existing with an egg diet ;-)



Diana 3 October 2008 at 08:57  

SN - One super flop character he is...he shud be least someone is talking about him on a blog...

This comment is just for him...will comment on the post again....

Diana 3 October 2008 at 08:59  


Talking To My Soul 3 October 2008 at 16:22  

--> keshi

hey, thanks keshi for stopping over. you have a great approach to life, i swear.

we all live without that "something" we so badly want. some grumble. some don't mind and take in their strides. but not all can show grace and poise in tiding over the reality. i'm sure you are one of them.


Talking To My Soul 3 October 2008 at 16:26  

--> Di Sa

you just stirred the hornet's nest, i am sure. and get ready for the sting.
SN can inflict pain. you will see for yourself. all the best. be the brave one.


Kasturi 6 October 2008 at 15:41  

Once again a good one. But I don't agree with the statement ``What appears is not what it is''. This doesn't hold good always. There are many people and things which appear as they are on the surface and within too, and at all times. Otherwise a human like me would not have survived three and a half decades on the earth.

Talking To My Soul 6 October 2008 at 16:01  

--> kasty

thanks for the stop-over, kasty. what i meant by "what appears is not what it is" was life never is never on the surface. but yes, there are people who are what they appear like. may be that's why the world is still on. pretty much on.


Keshi 7 October 2008 at 07:24  

hey ty, ur very kind :)


Agnes 29 October 2008 at 21:30  

You know, it's not that I hate philosophy but I feel positively tortured when someone tries to solve all the mysteries of the universe by endlessly talking/writing about them.... I think the essence of good writing is involving the audience, talking TO them and not AT them and often times the less is more. I think you write wonderfully.
I really enjoy your writing so I don't get what SN's problem is but whatever....

Talking To My Soul 29 October 2008 at 22:50  


The problem is that of a difference of opinion, Agnes. SN thinks that I am philosophising life and I think, I am not. And, he would not take a no for an answer (would I, is the question). Simple.

Egg was just an alibi, I guess.

Thanks for the wonderful words and apologies for "positively torturing" you.


Agnes 29 October 2008 at 22:57  

No!!!!! You misunderstood -- I wasn't at all referring to you when I said the torturing thing!!! Not at all, my goodness, please don't take it the wrong way.
But you gotta admit there ARE people who do that..... right?
I really enjoy reading your stuff :-)
Is that you in the profile picture?

Talking To My Soul 29 October 2008 at 23:43  


Apologies for scaring you, Agnes. I was just kidding. In fact, I liked the "positively torturing" phrase.

I am in complete agreement with you when you say people try and do the unraveling mystery of life through philosophy. I guess, SN thinks the same too.

Yes, that's me in the picture. You would ask me why in half? That's because I think I know myself half yet. May be less. I am trying to know myself more. Life is a great teacher. Like you said, it teaches more with less.

Thanks for reading the posts with so much interest.


Agnes 30 October 2008 at 00:48  

Thanks for clearing it up, what a relief! And great picture, by the way :-)

Talking To My Soul 30 October 2008 at 01:04  


Thanks for the good words.


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If we admit that human life can be ruled by reason, then all possibility of life is destroyed