Why is it that I get this sudden burst of ideas in my head at exactly the moment when I am really hard pressed for time to be able to write?
Nov 23, 2012
Aug 15, 2012
Jul 11, 2012
The girl with the crazy obsession!
I read Steig Larsson's Millenium trilogy. All three. In two nights.
May 17, 2012
If it weren't for cocoa!
God is a very sympathetic and logical person. He made the man and he made the woman but he'd already made chocolate first so they could both stand being around each other.
May 16, 2012
Peace
I've just started to understand why so many wars were fought for the cause of Peace.
As a teenager, I had the more romantic view of the world no doubt created by the movies and TV I watched that any kind of strife is not justified if what you proclaim to want is peace. How can peace come out of turmoil or bloodshed or antagonism? Hate breeds hate? I didn't consider that most human beings do have short memories and we have been mentally conditioned to conform to what is being preached out to us by our society and the governments. One thing swiftly replaces another.
As I grew older, a bit more rebellious and the books became complicated, life more challenging and TV nonexistent, I started to believe what I sometimes heard being said - that peace isn't real, doesn't exist at all. Its just an idea constructed by the powerful__ (insert capitalists/communists/any of the others of your choice) to lull us into submission for the support of whatever they wanted at the moment.
At this stage of my life, I feel that peace does exist. You do have to fight for it. I do not think of Peace as a happy feeling certainly not the Archies greeting kind, its not what you feel after you've just had the last word or revenge. I hope to be able to describe it in this lifetime. Maybe its something to do with losing a part of your mind and still coming out mostly all right.When you're not hopeful or expectant or depressed when the final chapter closes or when 'order' is restored.
Some would call it being dead.
I will have to get better at explaining things. Peace is the kind of luxury that I wouldn't hesitate to fight for during the remainder of my life.
P.S. Do I sound glum? :p
May 5, 2012
The Voice
The thoughts shatter like glass
Its that voice again,
the voice in my mind
piercing me with the shards
Drowning out everything else
Its always that same voice
saying all sorts of things
some witty, some careless
some cheery,some melancholy
some comforting,some teasing
Its burrowed deep into my soul
Its etched into my mind
Sad though it seems,
its all thats left of you
A voice in my head.
Someday it will be cut,
Dying among the unyielding walls
Like all else that was shared
the voice will be forgot
What will remain then?
The reasons, the justifications
the causes, the effects
the what ifs, the why nots
And when I'm alone, the regrets.
Its that voice again,
the voice in my mind
piercing me with the shards
Drowning out everything else
Its always that same voice
saying all sorts of things
some witty, some careless
some cheery,some melancholy
some comforting,some teasing
Its burrowed deep into my soul
Its etched into my mind
Sad though it seems,
its all thats left of you
A voice in my head.
Someday it will be cut,
Dying among the unyielding walls
Like all else that was shared
the voice will be forgot
What will remain then?
The reasons, the justifications
the causes, the effects
the what ifs, the why nots
And when I'm alone, the regrets.
Apr 1, 2012
Sweet Nothings
Its past midnight and I'm listening to Adele crooning out her love to someone. I feel light tonight and I haven't even downed any breezers today.*Mighty pleased with myself* :)
I've just instilled some new enthusiasm in me to start walking again after a rather painful week with my knee and also study again.
But we shan't waste valuable post space on injured knees and ruthless exams!
This week I made a little ad/poster for a friend who's starting a lunch delivery service. It was only half-hour's work but my mind felt rather alive in those few minutes. The bonus was that my friend was quite happy with it!
Adele's moved on to setting fire to the rain by the way.
I've just instilled some new enthusiasm in me to start walking again after a rather painful week with my knee and also study again.
But we shan't waste valuable post space on injured knees and ruthless exams!
This week I made a little ad/poster for a friend who's starting a lunch delivery service. It was only half-hour's work but my mind felt rather alive in those few minutes. The bonus was that my friend was quite happy with it!
Adele's moved on to setting fire to the rain by the way.
Mar 11, 2012
Read in Cate Blanchett's voice :D
"The world is changed
I feel it in the water
I feel it in the earth
I smell it in the air
Much that once was is lost."
I love Tolkien's 'The Lord of the Rings' and I can't stand anyone who doesn't like it.
Well, its been three days in this new house and I came across my copy of the book with the bookmark in place from the last time I read it. I got transported to the Shire immediately. I love how beautifully they shot the movies.
The beginning lines I picked for this post quite accurately sum up how I feel about how this past fortnight has been. On second thought minus some of the dramatics from the lines.
Its been a depressing week mostly cause I've been fighting with people and also cause I've flunked some important exams. I expected that, I fell sick and dizzy at the exam center.What's completely infuriating is how close I was to passing for the second time!
Now I have to start from scratch at finding a cheap place to stay in the US while I make the short trip to write the exam again.
Oh about the new house, its okay,I guess. It was a nightmare finding a place to stay after coming back.
This time I've promised myself that I'll do whatever I want on my own and without taking any help. Accepting any sort of help from anyone is not turning out to be very good for my mental health.
"The world is changed
I feel it in the water
I feel it in the earth
I smell it in the air
Much that once was is lost."
I love Tolkien's 'The Lord of the Rings' and I can't stand anyone who doesn't like it.
Well, its been three days in this new house and I came across my copy of the book with the bookmark in place from the last time I read it. I got transported to the Shire immediately. I love how beautifully they shot the movies.
The beginning lines I picked for this post quite accurately sum up how I feel about how this past fortnight has been. On second thought minus some of the dramatics from the lines.
Its been a depressing week mostly cause I've been fighting with people and also cause I've flunked some important exams. I expected that, I fell sick and dizzy at the exam center.What's completely infuriating is how close I was to passing for the second time!
Now I have to start from scratch at finding a cheap place to stay in the US while I make the short trip to write the exam again.
Oh about the new house, its okay,I guess. It was a nightmare finding a place to stay after coming back.
This time I've promised myself that I'll do whatever I want on my own and without taking any help. Accepting any sort of help from anyone is not turning out to be very good for my mental health.
Mar 8, 2012
I'm going to hell ye all!!
Or maybe I'll end up stuck in limbo forever before I can even get there. Hell seems too ambitious a dream to have.
Reading the above does make me uneasy now. I've usually been able to make at least one dark or mildly funny joke in my head during tough times. This time nothing feels even remotely funny.
Well, I think I'm going to hell cause I'm collecting so much bad karma. Everybody around seems so disappointed in me. I think if I went near Janis, I might just disappoint her as well. Dogs like dead meat better.
In fact I think I should set up my own customer complaint desk to field all the calls. Send me a memo!
I remember when I was on my flight back to this place, I kept praying "Oh please God, can't we land in Jamaica rather than Bangalore?". I mean the two aren't very far,are they? A teensy, little detour could hardly do any one any harm.
Then God granted my wish and sent me to a place that goes by the name 'Rock bottom'.
P.S. Whenever I feel better, I'm quite likely to come back and remove this post. I guess its better to just leave it alone for better or for worse. So what if all this sounds rather pathetic and self-indulgent
Or maybe I'll end up stuck in limbo forever before I can even get there. Hell seems too ambitious a dream to have.
Reading the above does make me uneasy now. I've usually been able to make at least one dark or mildly funny joke in my head during tough times. This time nothing feels even remotely funny.
Well, I think I'm going to hell cause I'm collecting so much bad karma. Everybody around seems so disappointed in me. I think if I went near Janis, I might just disappoint her as well. Dogs like dead meat better.
In fact I think I should set up my own customer complaint desk to field all the calls. Send me a memo!
I remember when I was on my flight back to this place, I kept praying "Oh please God, can't we land in Jamaica rather than Bangalore?". I mean the two aren't very far,are they? A teensy, little detour could hardly do any one any harm.
Then God granted my wish and sent me to a place that goes by the name 'Rock bottom'.
P.S. Whenever I feel better, I'm quite likely to come back and remove this post. I guess its better to just leave it alone for better or for worse. So what if all this sounds rather pathetic and self-indulgent
Jan 23, 2012
Jan 3, 2012
The Wake-up Call
I have just had my equivalent of Archimedes's 'Eureka!' moment. My discovery is a lot humbler than buoyancy though. I recently saw a marriage invite from a frienemy and suddenly found myself reminiscing about my own past dates, more precisely the time when I had only just begin talking to the guys without having gone out with them ever.
Its struck me quite suddenly that while dating, most of the time I got involved/found myself (in the power of!lol!) for a long/short/fleeting period of time with unremarkable guys who I did not find overwhelmingly attractive in the beginning but all of who had the same innocent sounding request to make.
They've all asked me for a wake-up a call for the next day. This is around the second or third time that I have spoken to them over the phone or chatted over the net or while among a group of friends.
I used to find the wake-up call request a bit odd initially but didn't want to draw much attention to it(or to myself by saying no) cause it wasn't as if I was being asked to lay down my life (which they usually do,especially towards the end). I thought it was probably usual and I didn't want to be the girl who sat reading too much into a silly little wake-up call. After all, its just a wake-up call,right? Doesn't even take two seconds!
When you're a teenager, you are acutely conscious of people labeling you as something or the other if you did something no one else does. In order to substantiate this statement,let me go down in my history when I got my hair colored (which was a disaster)in college and was henceforth called "Miss BlondIntelligent" (spelt like that). For the hundredth time,the color was not blonde! That title was put together by another unremarkable guy who thankfully I do not have the misfortune of having given a wake-up call.
Its a crafty trick but does not require a lot of wit. You want to register in someone's mind, you give them a task that they have to do by a certain time. The person will spare you at least two or three thoughts where they wouldn't have any,had you not asked for something. Plus you become the one who called!
This realization has not been pleasant but its been funny. I wish I'd smarten up already! Tired of being the naive one!
As of the last guy who asked me for a wake-up call, I said yes to the request and then proceeded to forget all about it. Guy wants wake-up call, guy buys rooster!
Finis
Its struck me quite suddenly that while dating, most of the time I got involved/found myself (in the power of!lol!) for a long/short/fleeting period of time with unremarkable guys who I did not find overwhelmingly attractive in the beginning but all of who had the same innocent sounding request to make.
They've all asked me for a wake-up a call for the next day. This is around the second or third time that I have spoken to them over the phone or chatted over the net or while among a group of friends.
I used to find the wake-up call request a bit odd initially but didn't want to draw much attention to it(or to myself by saying no) cause it wasn't as if I was being asked to lay down my life (which they usually do,especially towards the end). I thought it was probably usual and I didn't want to be the girl who sat reading too much into a silly little wake-up call. After all, its just a wake-up call,right? Doesn't even take two seconds!
When you're a teenager, you are acutely conscious of people labeling you as something or the other if you did something no one else does. In order to substantiate this statement,let me go down in my history when I got my hair colored (which was a disaster)in college and was henceforth called "Miss BlondIntelligent" (spelt like that). For the hundredth time,the color was not blonde! That title was put together by another unremarkable guy who thankfully I do not have the misfortune of having given a wake-up call.
Its a crafty trick but does not require a lot of wit. You want to register in someone's mind, you give them a task that they have to do by a certain time. The person will spare you at least two or three thoughts where they wouldn't have any,had you not asked for something. Plus you become the one who called!
This realization has not been pleasant but its been funny. I wish I'd smarten up already! Tired of being the naive one!
As of the last guy who asked me for a wake-up call, I said yes to the request and then proceeded to forget all about it. Guy wants wake-up call, guy buys rooster!
Finis
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