I have let my hair down!

I have let my hair down!

Literally and figuratively. Its was a difficult decision in light of the fact that my religion, Sikhism, frowns upon doing that. Hairs of the head should be covered in public places. But there are times when you want to be a free bird, soaring with the wind blowing in your hairs. Most people took to my change of appearance with clichéd and stock phrases. I have now been branded Taliban soldier, cousin of Osama, handsome hunk, cool and crazy all at the same time. I told my mother and she was not very happy with my decision, which is fine.
For me this was just one of the ways to break the shackles of conventions and norms and find my inner creativity.

Life and Consequence

Life and Consequences

I am having a queer sort of feeling nowadays. Why can’t we live a life as if there were no consequences? Before people start misunderstanding me I would like to clarify. Many times I have a fear of consequence which stops me from doing wrong things but also stops me doing what is right. I don’t tell somebody that his hairdo looks absolutely atrocious in order not to hurt his feelings. I don’t talk to a girl for fear that she give a cold response. What if I do everything without fear. Life would not become all cream and sugar but I certainly will live and act the way I want to.  Its better to be rebuked than to lose a friendship of a lifetime. Fear of failure is bigger than the failure. Start living or start dying.