EVIL PLANS ARE THE BEST

Every time I think I have a lot to write for my next blog post , even if it be totally random and I sit down to type , something always comes up. Even though I will have all the leisure time in the world , the moment I start pressing the keys and start doing some substantial thinking.. something always comes up .It annoys me to no extent imaginable…because thoughts are short lived. A thought that has already been thought cannot be thought all over again for the purpose of recording .They just die , and even if you can rethink them over they quite don’t come out the way they would have had you been able to jot them down right when they occurred . Its something like catching a glimpse of a shooting star, you can’t be looking up at the sky a half an hour later for the same phenomena to occur again just so you can witness it because you missed it when it was happening. 

Well there wasn’t much on the agenda for this post , just something totally random . There are some days when I can really think up some absurd things .Its amazing how it happens only on certain days .Anyway I was just sitting at the usual place where I have my evening tea and smoke a cigarette , a small walk away from my work place when I saw this bottle with some sort of weird pink disinfectant liquid in it. The label on it said “ozone” and suddenly out of nowhere I had this absurd thought that I should dress up in some crazy space like jumpsuit and fly up beyond the stratosphere right up to where the magnificent ozone layer lies wrapping and shielding the earth like an angel’s halo . Only my thoughts aren’t as sacred as the angels , so what I did when I reached the ozone layer in my crazy space jumpsuit is I took this very fine needle which I picture myself pulling out of a very sophisticated box of tools .The needle is probably the least sophisticated in this box of tools. So I take this needle and make a little puncture in the ozone layer even though I know that its supposed to be protecting the earth from the UV rays and stuff and it protects us from terminal cancer and all..I just go ahead and  puncture it. I don’t make a very big , giant ,colossal  hole , just a tiny fissure which is probably a hundredth part of a femto meter and is probably harmless and would go unnoticed because I am not crazy enough to drill a huge one because I know that would be disastrous alright . Also I think drilling a gigantic puncture would have been quite an effort with the tiny needle that I used . I could have used the bigger more sophisticated tools to make it easier but I am not all that crazy . Also I quite love humans and wouldn’t want them to get hit by the excruciating UV rays ripping their skin apart and burning them and causing terminal cancer . After I was done making this puncture in the ozone layer I felt a tad bit bad for what I’d done. I mean what kind of a person would do something as horrible or even if they were planning on doing it out of curiosity or something they should have at least evacuated all forms of life from the scratch of land that was going to be exposed to the deadly rays. But what’s done was done. I just punctured the goddamn ozone layer , I’d squeeze in that silly smiley which has its tongue sticking out to give you an idea of how exactly I felt after having done the damage but I can’t figure out how to .Anyway I think  I have already conveyed the idea . Well the damage is done .
                                         

                                                         
Next thing I’d probably fly way up to the arctic pole . This time I’d ask superman to give me a ride cause I seem to think I can’t fly on my own all the time . I just made a trip to the ozone layer for gods sake .. and boy was it tiring !!  This time I’d take one of those crazy Chinese mythology dragons that the Chinese adore along with me on this journey to the arctic pole ( the dragon can fly on his own of course..superman can’t take both our weights..he’s quite a sissy at times , also I am quite a meanie and I don’t feel like sharing the ride with the dragon ) Now this dragon is one of those really fierce ones that can ooze fire balls out of their mouths and all . So what I’d do once superman has taken me up the frozen north pole with ice all around is make this dragon shoot out a single ball of fire like bullets from a catapult and then a lot of ice would melt and stuff..there’d be a little bit of destruction and I know I’ll feel sorry about it once its  done .There would be quite a lot of water flowing at torrential speed almost as much water as there is in the  Arabian sea perhaps . Why I would do something so horrible and why superman and the mighty dragon are assisting me on my crazy adventures is beyond my understanding . I wish superman could gust out a really frosty current of air  and make the water freeze or something just in case cracking fire on the ice leads to more destruction that can be controlled and imagined , but from what I can see he is only a dumb spectator of this havoc I just wreaked. He can’t do square to save the world I tell you .They must really think that I am on the road to world domination or something doing things as crazy as puncturing the ozone layer and melting the north pole ice . As if global warming and CFC’s weren’t doing their part . Its amazing how only after doing horrible things do people feel sorry and I am no exception . , I’d squeeze in that silly smiley again which has its tongue sticking out to give you an idea of how exactly I felt after having done the damage but again I can’t figure out how to . Anyway I think I have conveyed the idea .Only consolation is this was only a thought…else God only could have saved the world because Superman for one cannot :p

What's Love Got To Do With It ?

Ahh.. So it’s that time of the year again...fortunately or unfortunately (I say so cause its still hard for me to take a pick ) I don’t have Mi Amor so I for one am not drowning in a sea of chocolate and roses and an assortment of heart shaped pink things  :p .

I have never been much of a believer in Valentine’s day  irrespective of whether I am single or coupled .Acknowledging romance for each other is one thing and is beautiful no doubt but why restrict it to just one day of the year or just one person . Why should one have to spend a fortune on arranging a night’s date at the best place in town order for the lovely lady to feel special and loved? If love has got anything to do with it why does it have to be so commercialized? If love has got anything to do with it then why are  the limits confined to expressing your love for the so called boyfriend or girlfriend only? If you truly believe in it then why not spread some warmth and smile a congenial smile at that guy who gets you coffee everyday, the bartender who fills your last drink when its hard to get through a day’s work, the cook who keeps you from starving everyday, whoever – acknowledge what people do for you however insignificant it may appear to you on an average day – it’s Valentine’s day after all.. Love is in the air .Let everyone feel it!!

Valentine’s Day is for the obtuse undoubtedly but hating it is ridiculous too. Why place so much importance on something you don’t care much about. People organize anti- Valentine’s parties, dress up in black...they are possibly even stabbing stuffed toys of poor cupid who wouldn’t dare strike at them sinister beings . That kind of  acute antagonism seems daft to me .To top it all up there is also an Anti Valentine handbook up for sale on Amazon for an exuberant price which has a picture of cupid stabbed to death as its cover page..It claims to seamlessly get you through the agony caused by Valentine’s day and love itself .  *bewildered laughter* .Thinking about it, these dim witted acts can be an outcome of any of the following  -

• A recent bitter breakup that has left you feeling jaded about love.
•  You just have a general hatred for the color pink and red. Basically you have an unexplained low “mush”   tolerance.
•  You are in an unsullied relationship but cliché couples involving in an extravagant expression of love and PDA just nauseates you.
• You are single and the existence of a sanctioned day for love is a constant reminder of your current relationship status ,and well you can’t help but be poignant about that :/
•  You are very much in “LOVE” but your mate’s idea of celebrating Valentine’s day  , ends at getting wasted and pulling down the decorations in a frenzy of emotions so he obviously overlooked the idea of sending you some red roses  L
•   You simply despise the idea of belonging to someone and letting someone cling on to you. Ahh ..Freedom be thy lady and Singlehood be thy Prince. (yOu ScaREd liL KidS .. :/ )

That’s just as far as my rationale takes me. But whatever reason you have to be detesting V day I believe, each one of us has at least one person who instantly rings a bell when you lay your heart bare. Well, its time to pick up the phone and give them a call !!!

As for the person who is overwhelming my mind and being…the call will never be answered but I am sure the package of love has been signed. Sealed and delivered!!

HAPPY VALENTINE’S DAY FOLKS…LET THERE BE LOVE   !!!!

                                     

Can't We Just Write?...ABOUT ANYTHING !!!

To be or not to be may have served as your life a go gaga mantra in the 19^th century and until now. ..it’s time to switch ..”to be normal or not to be “ that’s the question . All men and women are created in the same shadow , silhouette or whatever you prefer to call it .How is it that when they’re dropped onto earth by The stork they all look the same—we don’t qualify one as the smarter one other as the successful one another one as one who can’t understand square . Couple more years down the line we invent more sophisticated descriptions ..”that guy made it big “ , “ wow , he talks sense . when did he get so smart “ ,“ that girl never went up the stage , look at what she’s made of herself “. 

How is it that distinctions exist in the world we live in ? In the smallest of spheres you can track your imagination down to..in the office ,in a college cafeteria , in the classroom , on the internet ..if we are all created in the same shadow , if we were all born with exactly the same number of grey cells to call our own.. it’s because one person chose to be satisfied with that number and another crazy one split open his own head and Einstein’s as well , looked up the web for the procedure to create a hybrid and placed the product back into his own head only to become…second to none, the subsequent Einstein who took the world in his stride ( That obviously didn’t happen..but now you do get the point that I am trying to make here, I believe ). The world beckons us to not be normal . Normal is old , normal is stale , nobody wants to be normal , normal stifles creativity , normal stifles everything that is yet to be born and would have stifled the birth of everything that has until date revolutionized the world . 

Now there are no formal definitions of “NORMAL” and there is no clear demarcation between special and generic , there cannot be .Then what is being normal and what sets you apart..is it your new glamorous hair do , is it your never ending friend list on facebook , is it the perfect 10 points that you scored last semester , is it because you have the hottest girl in town and vice versa for the females , is it because you post incessantly your bizarre ideas on some online forums as anonymous…promptly and much to your disenchantment I’d say NO.And who am I exactly to be dictating the norms of being ordinary..well..

Hey Diddle Diddle ! I am the cow that jumped over the moon..the dish that ran away  with the spoon 

That’s just a load of gibberish really ., but I do deserve some credit for at least trying to elucidate on my sanction to be expressing such strong notions ..:p  .Absurd ideas they are really now aren’t they..nonetheless this is my notion of not being normal and I got here first , this is my personal mount Everest and I climbed it first.. whether or not to deem it right is yours to decide , whether or not to be normal is also yours to decide..but there’s one thing I can tell you assertively , there’s one thing Bob Dylan told us years back.. 

If your time to you is worth saving 

Then you better start swimming

          Cause if you don't you'll sink like a stone


          Cause the times they are-a-changin' 

and again dear friends..I just write..ABOUT ANYTHING !!!

PIONEER - My very first

The contemplation about starting a blog has long been in the domain of my thoughts but that is how far the idea made..never really materialized the wide array of thoughts--some trivial ,some of great potential and some just meaningful for those  for whom they were meant to be .I wonder how many ideas I let wither away . I feel sorry I let so many of my thoughts die and this is my first step towards redemption .

There was always a block ,something always came up --not that it was of great importance but it just so happened that I can safely conclude that the chronological difference between the birth of the idea of publishing my thoughts and the materialization of it into this--my first blog entry is roughly about a 6 years ,I estimate.

Tracing back , 6 years back in time I do not even think somebody with even the slightest flare for reading would have feeble interest in reading the thoughts of a 16 year old..and what could I have possibly blogged about at 16..math tuitions , cute guys at the math tuitions , the extremely strict nuns at the convent I studied at , who thought I was the most flawed girl they ever came across .Hold your thoughts right there reader , don’t begin to judge me from what I THINK I would have written as an adolescent. But really nobody wants to read about that , I am not quite sure myself about what is it that people like to talk about ,whether I can deliver what they want to read and if at all I can how effective can it be.

Well , that is just too much contemplation for a first blog entry .But then the question still remains-WHAT IS IT THAT I AM GOING TO WRITE ABOUT ?


 I have always been a bit of a sage – you can think of anything where your mind leads you ( sans of course some things that I will mention later) Chanel , flowers ,God , politics , Nepotism , turtles, constellations, dooms day , Germany , football, captain planet , Ftv models, iPods, war , Linux , 2012 , Florida , winter ,Japanese anime , drugs , nerd forums , pubs, cities of the future , the third eye,  Shiva , consciousness , freedom , time , money, sex, men  ,women , humanity..anything  that crosses you mind, you name it and I have thought about it at one point or the other . I am not trying to pen down each and every one of my thoughts ofcourse. There are just some things I want to talk about , there are just some things that I feel strongly about , things that matter , things that should be appreciated..and I think I am well equipped  and more willing than ever before to pen down those words that float around in my head like the nomadic clouds in the sky , ever so formless but when you gaze at them long enough you can always isolate from that flustered accumulation of vapors  what you were looking for...

Ah. I think I am making the art of blogging sound like rocket science when perceptibly it is not even close to the art of talking plenty of absurdity really :p . So I guess I am just going to fire up by talking about CHANCE..uncertainty, irrationality , defiance ,the unusual , the urge to not be ordinary , the longing to follow where the heart leads us on to  …  because that is what keeps us all going . Isn’t it ?