The Monkey business

I heard this from some-one.. I believe this experiment was conducted
There are a set of Monkeys in a closed room
This room has only One exit.... which is a window
But there is a rule.. IF any monkey trying to escape from this window... all the MONKEYS are Splashed with COLD water with high force...
Initially, after a few monkeys try this...they all get hurt...now any one who is about to try, is not allowed to by the rest of the monkeys , who have learned!Now, One monkey is taken out and a new one is put.
This new monkey does not know about the rules, before he can try to run out of the window, he is beaten up!
H does not know why but learns this.
Now one by one, each of the Old monkeys are replaced by the new monkeys, none of whom know the rules, none of whom have been thrown water upon,
BUT have learned that anyone moves towards the window is to be beaten up.
Non of them know why!!!
DO we know any of our behaviors which we don't really know.. but have been doing coz it is done!

CHANGE

Though this should come on my Change Blog

But this is about Jugs (Also Jugni)
Now this Sweet dear Lady, who has just finished her exams..wants to move..
- Away from this blog?
- Or something!

She claims ( Gyani Jugni batati hai)
" jugni is a girl who never stays at one place"
Also defined as an 'adventurous young girl

She will no longer be blogging here!
Fare well! Jugnu!!

This... I believe is what the Smorgasbord of life is ...

There is ONE vote though from my side that she should stay with us..
anyone else who wants to petetion.. is welcome...

CAN YOU IMAGINE THIS HAPPENING IN INDIA.

There has been certain Movement----->

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vagabond...

hmm,
as u leav...
sumtimes in hesitation,
u tend to turn arnd
all the time wonderin'
sum part of u left behind...
in essence.


curiously,
conversely...

Solitary travels
upon
unknown existence
closed faces
&
naked apprehension.
A while of acceptance
then
the restless desire
not my world
not my stay
Time to pack up life
in one expression
of held back emotion
as i hold...
time in one moment.
Life touched
some part... never the same
what strange confusion...
in just awhile
they've left with me
the soul... of their existence.
Yet,
no time to look back,
pack up... move on
till only
another people
another acceptance.
Then again,
its not my world
not my stay
another life
embibed in me.
Another colour
to a black and white existence.
Now,
as i look back...
Weaving together threads
of broken worlds
from over the map
shaded in hues,
I realise...
I'm just not the same.

DREAM

DREAM FOR ONE DAY IT WILL COME TRUE,
DREAM FOR ONE DAY YOU WILL PASS THROUGH,
DREAM TILL THIS SKY IS BLUE,
FOR THIS EARTH IS GOIN AROUND AND YOUR GOOD DEEDS WILL FOLLOW YOU.

A dream Deferred

What happens to a dream deferred?
Does it dry up like a raisin in the sun?
Or fester like a sore-- And then run?
Does it stink like rotten meat?
Or crust and sugar over-- like a syrupy sweet?
Maybe it just sags like a heavy load.
Or does it explode?

--- Langston Hughes