I Miss You

What is space? Is it created by presence of absence, or absence of something?

If we are so fond of space, why do we clutter the space around us, only to miss the empty space later.
Inspite of my simultaneous opposite cravings , why are my phone bills on a constant rise these days? Why do I allow some people to come so close to me, that I start missing them even when they leave a gap for air to breathe? The void, which eventually gets filled, hurts almost physically, in the present. It robs the brain of its power to think constructively and rationally. And it deflates the spirit. The void becomes so huge that it sucks everything from your life, and still be a void. I like to take chances. I would like to take chances on the sadness in future, if it is worth the happiness right now.

"meinu jadvi tussi ho yaad aaye, din dihade mein sharab le baitha"..

Mixed Signals

Where are the simple days when one person had one phone and one sim-card?
One sim-card on which he could always be reached(or at least whenever reachable).In this pro-capitalistic, pro-consumerist era, gloating about the plethora of choices, have we, the focus of all processes,the so-called middle class common population lost the idea of what we actually want?It seems like we are so taken in by the shiny nice attractive offers, that we lose the vision of what we came out looking for.
On second thoughts, is that even a real reason, or just a second grade excuse? An excuse for our greed. Greed of more. More of everything.
They say life gives you what you want. I've asked a lot of people I know about what they want, that if only they wanted one and only one thing, what would that be. I've not got even a single straight forward answer. My search is still on.
They say that if you really want something, the whole universe conspires for you to get it. But most of the times, our mixed signals to life get all cross wired and result in a wholly new requirement.But I know that even if we see so many cases otherwise in our life, there are some awesome people I know who have completely sorted lives.
For people who ask, " When does it get better?", the answer is "Never".
So the possible solution is to sync your random requirements in the same bandwidth, and send your amplified signals to the cosmic space, hoping the saying about life comes true.
I'm told they've already released the phones with dual sim-cards.