if

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too:
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise;

If you can dream---and not make dreams your master;
If you can think---and not make thoughts your aim,
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same:.
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build'em up with worn-out tools;

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings,
And never breathe a word about your loss:
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on!"

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings---nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much:
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And---which is more---you'll be a Man, my son!

To or Not to

Once I read in a blog "Do not post somethig personal in your blogs". thI thought the reasons given by that blogger were pretty good. But how to define what "personal" is. Where is the thin line between public and private life? It had always been a tough call . when I look at my blogs these days I feel like more personal stuff out there rather than my random ramblings. My mind is always divided on this issue. To handle the freedom of virtual world gets tough on my nerves. It takes me back to my first blog ,deleted. I discussed a lot about childhood ,how a lot of impact is being made on a child's mind through adult's conduct ,sometimes just unknowingly. And how those unknowing things affected me. This attracted some attention
I had no idea what kind of impact it would make on some who is going to read . I simply wrote everything on my mind. A reader from a far flung place told me that she found the similarities between my situation and her family's and how they failed to recognize it and how my blog tells her that it is true. I was totally surprised. I felt I was not ready to discuss something personal and withdrew the blog. Now I write anything. Topics don't bother me whether they are personal or not. I delete some posts when I am in a dubious mind . But Now this looks more like my personal diary to me. I always refused to show it to others since my childhood. Now I post certain stuff which I can't fathom someone I knew only through web will be reading and feeling a lot known about me. Will that be true? Virtual world can beat real world communication?. I never thought so. But where to draw the line...why I withdrew a blog a couple of years back and writing a similar stuff without much guilty feelings now? Sometimes I do feel confused and ask myself one question. Am I ready to take the same stuff to real world?. May be not.when I look at some of my friends who are as closed as GrandMa's trunk and very very personal about anything it reminds me of my earlier self. when I threw caution to the wind ,I don't know!. But this doesn't seem wrong too, nor right . somewhere there is a urge to break that chain what if? and go ahead or just go back to old ways?. To or not to a question is still lingering, but I don't feel like withdrawing this time. I always did what I felt like. Not all of them, but most of them......Only thing that bothers me is I refuse to talk to my best friend about down hill, but I post it online. A couple of years back I would have given him a call rather than blogging about it. which is the only thing that scares me .