The stage is set… there sits a girl (might I add a relatively pretty lass) on a bed…not aware that in 5 minutes. …her life will change forever..
The room is your average urban room brimming with furniture, photographs and also a computer….
10.30-the girl eyes the computer and a sigh escapes her as she turns back to her book….further scrutiny of the cover tells us it’s a sociology book…
10.30 and 5 seconds later…the universe stops to ponder why any living thinking creature would wile away precious time in the contemplation of sociology
10.30 and 6 seconds later…the universe realizes it couldn’t care less
2 minutes and many more sidelong looks later a buzzing sound is heard…the girl who has been longing for a distraction raises her eyes…the grotesquely impossible has been chiming the refrain ‘I-am-possible’…she can see a mosquito…
She rubs her eyes…hoping it’s an optical illusion...praying that it isn’t true…but God, it seems, is on a post-dinner break (tsk tsk…all those hours of talking to a fire for nothing murmurs the lower-left side of her brain whose only function is to produce the sensation of ‘what if…’)
Ohh…wait…now there are two of them… she lifts the pillow that’s been supporting her behind and about 45 more lift themselves up in an ecstatic frenzy at being discovered …‘someone should really tell them that if you’ve bothered to hide yourself you must display enough delicacy and look reasonably dismayed when discovered’ interjects the upper-right side of her brain (who is just discovering the power of unexpected interruptions)…
Her eyes flash and somewhere far away a dog howls into the night…(the next day his owners dig up the garden and bury something that looks suspiciously like a dog who was used to howling into the night)…she turns her attention to the relatively inconspicuous instrument which was plugged into the wall…its red light is on…momentarily stumped she continues to stare at what is popularly called ‘All Out’…the avenger of all red bite marks that haunt pretty models in the morning and also those who aren’t pretty models but your average unattractive members of the human species…
She makes her way on all twos… (she would have liked to make her way on all fours but that would take up too much time)…and shakes the aforementioned…no swishing of the poisonous liquid greets her…’arrghhh’ she thinks in despair…the lower-left side of her brain dances around and even passes some gas…Aristotle turns in his grave… (Because his tummy feels a little upset)
She turns back and the mosquitoes buzz around her…only too aware than her blood is theirs…they will suckle her arm like the famous flea in Donne’s poetry…they look forward to the sexual intercourse that will follow… (someone also forgot to deprive them of the 16th century idea that sex is not just the mingling of liquids…another tsk tsk….if only they had access to the lower-left side of the brain)
She bends down and the insects in question rummage around for mosquito ‘protection’…tiny lip licking and even a few enterprising crunches later they move in…so-to-speak for the kill….
The first one leaps up and lands just a few inches to the right of the left hand… ‘big mistake’ it thinks right before everything goes black…SPLAT SPLAT SPLAT….
15 SPLATS…7 claps and 2 almost miraculous lunges later the presumed 45 but actually 17 mosquitoes aren’t left nursing their battle wounds…stripped of honour producing wings… wrung of blood (the girls, before she could kill them)...and squished of life..
The girl stands triumphant….uncaring about the war she has started and avengers this night has given birth to…
There she stands….armed with a notebook…the vanquisher of all that that is evil on 4 mini easy-to-squish wings…
Humans truly dominate the insect world…
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(A semi-autobiographical story by yours truly!...:D)
Pen down your thoughts for me...:P
mwahaha!
Friday, April 18, 2008
Thursday, April 17, 2008
My 'pal' screwed me over...im like the 17th million on her 'must-read'....if your listening...
pugsieT is M-A-D....and not just about you!.....a haha...this is more like a msn conversation now...
I apologize O holy blogger for desanctifying this great space of literary accomplishments!
You may rest be assured that i really couldnt care lessshhh!!!...
mwahahaha....
pugsieT is M-A-D....and not just about you!.....a haha...this is more like a msn conversation now...
I apologize O holy blogger for desanctifying this great space of literary accomplishments!
You may rest be assured that i really couldnt care lessshhh!!!...
mwahahaha....
make love not war...
*dedicated to a pal*...yeah thats your new name...you have been informed...
buzz buzz...
i havent borrowed too many pens...(indeed i dont remember any...)...but the ones i have...have indeed been chewed on... too
love to the other two who havent been mentioned..until now...
lala...and a boomptihop....woohoo
ps-the title was just so you'd pay attention...suckaaarrr...
talk about lack of faith in writing skills...rolls all 7 eyes....
*a lil bitta mytery in life never hurt no one buzo*
buzz buzz...
i havent borrowed too many pens...(indeed i dont remember any...)...but the ones i have...have indeed been chewed on... too
love to the other two who havent been mentioned..until now...
lala...and a boomptihop....woohoo
ps-the title was just so you'd pay attention...suckaaarrr...
talk about lack of faith in writing skills...rolls all 7 eyes....
*a lil bitta mytery in life never hurt no one buzo*
thoo thoo...
this is my 'about me' on orkut...
"how busy are the fingers that tap away at the keyboard...is searching the glance for something new?...a second in time can stretch to infinity and with the blink of an eye...it exists no more...ambiguity, time has taught me, is sometimes the best companion...
Everything you say, do, think- affects who you are...You have an unbelievable amount of input into the person that you become.
The good news? Well...the person that you are can change with the circumstances you choose to put yourself through.
Life may just be a battle between ones Free-Will and what we believe to be our Destiny!
Ps-Here's an excerpt that may just make sense...
It’s up to you
What you make of life
And how seriously you take expressions
But answer one day you must
One day you must face some facts
What those would be, however,
To them I am oblivious…
That just about sums up everything...:D"
is that what i really am?
is that how i perceive myself?
i think not....guess we're all just liars eh....
poopity poop....paper 3 got over today...just two more exams and im
'free' to partaayy....but how much partaaaayyyin(?) i wanna do
after they're over is open to interpretation...
thoo thoo.....*claps hands in random-glee*
"how busy are the fingers that tap away at the keyboard...is searching the glance for something new?...a second in time can stretch to infinity and with the blink of an eye...it exists no more...ambiguity, time has taught me, is sometimes the best companion...
Everything you say, do, think- affects who you are...You have an unbelievable amount of input into the person that you become.
The good news? Well...the person that you are can change with the circumstances you choose to put yourself through.
Life may just be a battle between ones Free-Will and what we believe to be our Destiny!
Ps-Here's an excerpt that may just make sense...
It’s up to you
What you make of life
And how seriously you take expressions
But answer one day you must
One day you must face some facts
What those would be, however,
To them I am oblivious…
That just about sums up everything...:D"
is that what i really am?
is that how i perceive myself?
i think not....guess we're all just liars eh....
poopity poop....paper 3 got over today...just two more exams and im
'free' to partaayy....but how much partaaaayyyin(?) i wanna do
after they're over is open to interpretation...
thoo thoo.....*claps hands in random-glee*
Saturday, April 12, 2008
Girls
Page 136 of J.D Salinger's 'The Catcher in the Rye'
line unknown
"The problem with girls is, if they like a boy, no matter how big a bastard he is, they'll say he has an inferiority complex, and if they don't like him, no matter how nice he is, or how big an inferiority complex he has, they'll say he's conceited. Even smart girls do it."
I could honestly base an entire blog on the above... With a million and one posts.
The millionth and one post would probably say...
'I totally agree.'
Ps-you can substitute 'inferiority complex' with anything that you've been offering as an excuse.
Please wake up!...:)
line unknown
"The problem with girls is, if they like a boy, no matter how big a bastard he is, they'll say he has an inferiority complex, and if they don't like him, no matter how nice he is, or how big an inferiority complex he has, they'll say he's conceited. Even smart girls do it."
I could honestly base an entire blog on the above... With a million and one posts.
The millionth and one post would probably say...
'I totally agree.'
Ps-you can substitute 'inferiority complex' with anything that you've been offering as an excuse.
Please wake up!...:)
Thursday, April 10, 2008
Conversing with the Soul
No clichés will be sprouted…instead, this will be a serious attempt to understand love
However, I am not talking about the mother-daughter kind. But the ‘usual’ one which involves a guy and a girl ‘falling’ (and I quote teenagers here) for each other. Having seen the beginning and subsequent deterioration of endless adolescent relationships I think I am suitably qualified to dissect the popular concept. Young girls liking pop stars and young boys having ‘crushes’ on their teachers. Where do these feelings come from? In fact, currently more important is this tendency to like/love people and then forge a physical relationship with them. I’m not exactly a prude because I do think it’s acceptable for people to have different standards that define them and their relationships. However, I do find myself questioning what this need for physical attention stems from. The easiest available option would be to blame it on those cursed hormones which bear the burden of our lack of will in most cases. But there has to come a point when we accept responsibility for our own actions. Right?
More problematic perhaps is this feeling ‘love’. Is it infatuation disguised as caring for someone other than ourselves? For the longest time we have believed that we were, at some point, in love with someone. After the period of loving (?) is over (mostly because the relationship broke due to one or many factors) we are quick to classify it as something mistaken for love. Ofcourse we never bother to specify what this something else was or how the realization of its hollowness followed the demise of the relationship or sometimes the hope of one. Is this another twisted attempt to desperately cling on to the belief that ‘true love’ lasts forever? A line form the popular sitcom Ally McBeal comes to mind when a psychiatrist tells Ally that ‘maybe it won’t last forever, but who said that great loves always do’. All very nice to hear from the mouth of a trained person but Ally still goes on to break the pseudo-start of the relationship with the young boy in question. Because, honestly speaking, despite all advice/evidence we all would like to believe that true love lasts forever and is something worth waiting for. Please remember that at this time few, if any, of us know what true love really is! Is it what our parents claim to share? Or is it something you grow with and into with time and circumstances?
Are you able to see the maze of complications and unnecessary complexities which cloud our mind? At times we don’t face the truth because we want to believe something else. Sometimes we don’t accept the truth because we’ve been conditioned to believe otherwise and some other times we lack the wisdom to acknowledge something as true simply because we lack understanding or sadly grey matter even. No one said life would be easy but I never expected it to be so challenging. Well, actually I did but wanted it to be easier. So quite simply, if we desire things to be different we either change them to suit us or change our perspective (rather distort it ) so that we unconsciously fool ourselves into seeing things as we want them to be in order to be happy. The only problem attacking us then would be us waiting for a very long time in the hope of something ‘better’ when we have done nothing to either deserve it or no evidence exists to support it coming. Yes, we may choose to believe Paulo Coelho’s ‘The Alchemist’ which propounds that if you really want something then the whole universe will conspire to give it to you but most of us then conveniently forget that the boy traversed the desert (and back) in order to get his ultimate treasure while sacrificing everything (literally) in terms of material possessions and familial bonds (though admittedly he had none when the fable started). Also a reminder to the people suffering from memory-lapses, he also faced many disappointments and worked for over a year at the crystal sellers shop while also using his business acumen to increase sales and giving the owner bright ideas of expansion. So to all those people out there, who are waiting for the pearls of wisdom to be showered on them, if you truly believe in any philosophy its best you research it properly for those who gain have paid their price so to speak. In the context of love, from where this conversation started, this is not indicative of registering in a speed-dating service (though your means are best left to you) but rather the acknowledgment that the Universe/God/unknown Power does not bestow favours on those who don’t earn them. At the very least, do go out and live your life. Do some good, give! At the end of the day, lead a full happy life and be very aware that imparting goodness can never lead to any harm. If even then what you want does not come your way then put your philosophical inclination to good use and accept (in fact, believe) that it wasn’t something that you needed!!!
Good Luck and God Bless!
:)
If ever a shadow of doubt is cast
On your wandering mind
Know that nothing is out of your reach
And no mountain too hard to climb
It’s also true that
Abstract images can easily be seen
As well as the conjuring up
Of dreams that are deep
What matters most is not
Unrealistic faith
But the sense of unending belief
For which there exists no test,
Nor is there a need…
This may seem contradictory
But the limitations of poetry are many
All said and done
All you need really know is-
If ever a shadow of doubt is cast
On your wandering mind
Know that nothing is out of your reach
And no mountain too hard to climb
10/04/08
However, I am not talking about the mother-daughter kind. But the ‘usual’ one which involves a guy and a girl ‘falling’ (and I quote teenagers here) for each other. Having seen the beginning and subsequent deterioration of endless adolescent relationships I think I am suitably qualified to dissect the popular concept. Young girls liking pop stars and young boys having ‘crushes’ on their teachers. Where do these feelings come from? In fact, currently more important is this tendency to like/love people and then forge a physical relationship with them. I’m not exactly a prude because I do think it’s acceptable for people to have different standards that define them and their relationships. However, I do find myself questioning what this need for physical attention stems from. The easiest available option would be to blame it on those cursed hormones which bear the burden of our lack of will in most cases. But there has to come a point when we accept responsibility for our own actions. Right?
More problematic perhaps is this feeling ‘love’. Is it infatuation disguised as caring for someone other than ourselves? For the longest time we have believed that we were, at some point, in love with someone. After the period of loving (?) is over (mostly because the relationship broke due to one or many factors) we are quick to classify it as something mistaken for love. Ofcourse we never bother to specify what this something else was or how the realization of its hollowness followed the demise of the relationship or sometimes the hope of one. Is this another twisted attempt to desperately cling on to the belief that ‘true love’ lasts forever? A line form the popular sitcom Ally McBeal comes to mind when a psychiatrist tells Ally that ‘maybe it won’t last forever, but who said that great loves always do’. All very nice to hear from the mouth of a trained person but Ally still goes on to break the pseudo-start of the relationship with the young boy in question. Because, honestly speaking, despite all advice/evidence we all would like to believe that true love lasts forever and is something worth waiting for. Please remember that at this time few, if any, of us know what true love really is! Is it what our parents claim to share? Or is it something you grow with and into with time and circumstances?
Are you able to see the maze of complications and unnecessary complexities which cloud our mind? At times we don’t face the truth because we want to believe something else. Sometimes we don’t accept the truth because we’ve been conditioned to believe otherwise and some other times we lack the wisdom to acknowledge something as true simply because we lack understanding or sadly grey matter even. No one said life would be easy but I never expected it to be so challenging. Well, actually I did but wanted it to be easier. So quite simply, if we desire things to be different we either change them to suit us or change our perspective (rather distort it ) so that we unconsciously fool ourselves into seeing things as we want them to be in order to be happy. The only problem attacking us then would be us waiting for a very long time in the hope of something ‘better’ when we have done nothing to either deserve it or no evidence exists to support it coming. Yes, we may choose to believe Paulo Coelho’s ‘The Alchemist’ which propounds that if you really want something then the whole universe will conspire to give it to you but most of us then conveniently forget that the boy traversed the desert (and back) in order to get his ultimate treasure while sacrificing everything (literally) in terms of material possessions and familial bonds (though admittedly he had none when the fable started). Also a reminder to the people suffering from memory-lapses, he also faced many disappointments and worked for over a year at the crystal sellers shop while also using his business acumen to increase sales and giving the owner bright ideas of expansion. So to all those people out there, who are waiting for the pearls of wisdom to be showered on them, if you truly believe in any philosophy its best you research it properly for those who gain have paid their price so to speak. In the context of love, from where this conversation started, this is not indicative of registering in a speed-dating service (though your means are best left to you) but rather the acknowledgment that the Universe/God/unknown Power does not bestow favours on those who don’t earn them. At the very least, do go out and live your life. Do some good, give! At the end of the day, lead a full happy life and be very aware that imparting goodness can never lead to any harm. If even then what you want does not come your way then put your philosophical inclination to good use and accept (in fact, believe) that it wasn’t something that you needed!!!
Good Luck and God Bless!
:)
If ever a shadow of doubt is cast
On your wandering mind
Know that nothing is out of your reach
And no mountain too hard to climb
It’s also true that
Abstract images can easily be seen
As well as the conjuring up
Of dreams that are deep
What matters most is not
Unrealistic faith
But the sense of unending belief
For which there exists no test,
Nor is there a need…
This may seem contradictory
But the limitations of poetry are many
All said and done
All you need really know is-
If ever a shadow of doubt is cast
On your wandering mind
Know that nothing is out of your reach
And no mountain too hard to climb
10/04/08
Wednesday, April 9, 2008
O for Orkut...
okay this is a REAL quick entry...firstly orkut is terrible! you can totally invade someones privacy and the threat is never from where you expect it...i mean yeah...if your like me then you dont accept random adds and make it a point to block the weird ones (the sexual ones in particular).....but the threat of invasion into your daily life is from acquaintainces who you wouldnt really want to knw ....or wouldnt want them to know you the way your closest friends do...
Heres what happened...i landed up on a friends scrapbook...well...not exactly a friend but we've talked on the phone a few times and met up once....purely professional...if u ignore the fact that i had a crush on him...for like 2 days until i realized something ...well...i thought he was younger but he wasnt so whatever...basically he was having this real guy talk with a friend about which school has hotter chicks...i mean SCHOOL??...are we still at that??...and SCHOOL????....seriously!!!! and here i thought he was 18 but he sounds 14 to me!!!..(his actual age is 19 btw...though im now harbouring serious doubts)...so curious to find out HIS reaction i went through his friends scrapbook...yea yea lame...and you wouldnt believe that i have an exam in a day...but his reaction was as decent as a guy caught in a guy talk could be...that was vaguely comforting cuz recently ive displayed the WORST taste in men...well..guys...well ....can i call then brainless imbeciles?....also add immature to that list...*cringes at terrible taste*
i almost became asexual in an attempt to stop myself from liking WEIRDOS!....i think there r just more smart girls than guys in the world...and im not being sexist..lemme rephrase....there are more smart girls than guys when they're the same age...basically girls mature faster...tsk tsk..poor them...cuz then they have to work out what the guys thinking...and he has the mental capacity of an ape for dissecting philosophy.....or more importantly emotions!...lol
seriously im not bitter but right now extremely cynical and laughter filled...its hilariously ....well its just hilarious and i dont really care how diplomatically incorrect it is to feel this way...so go ahead men....type out stuff like 'bitches bla bla'....continue to degrade the female species in conscious and unconscious ways...its totally cool....cuz i dont have such a great opinion of you either...:D
Heres what happened...i landed up on a friends scrapbook...well...not exactly a friend but we've talked on the phone a few times and met up once....purely professional...if u ignore the fact that i had a crush on him...for like 2 days until i realized something ...well...i thought he was younger but he wasnt so whatever...basically he was having this real guy talk with a friend about which school has hotter chicks...i mean SCHOOL??...are we still at that??...and SCHOOL????....seriously!!!! and here i thought he was 18 but he sounds 14 to me!!!..(his actual age is 19 btw...though im now harbouring serious doubts)...so curious to find out HIS reaction i went through his friends scrapbook...yea yea lame...and you wouldnt believe that i have an exam in a day...but his reaction was as decent as a guy caught in a guy talk could be...that was vaguely comforting cuz recently ive displayed the WORST taste in men...well..guys...well ....can i call then brainless imbeciles?....also add immature to that list...*cringes at terrible taste*
i almost became asexual in an attempt to stop myself from liking WEIRDOS!....i think there r just more smart girls than guys in the world...and im not being sexist..lemme rephrase....there are more smart girls than guys when they're the same age...basically girls mature faster...tsk tsk..poor them...cuz then they have to work out what the guys thinking...and he has the mental capacity of an ape for dissecting philosophy.....or more importantly emotions!...lol
seriously im not bitter but right now extremely cynical and laughter filled...its hilariously ....well its just hilarious and i dont really care how diplomatically incorrect it is to feel this way...so go ahead men....type out stuff like 'bitches bla bla'....continue to degrade the female species in conscious and unconscious ways...its totally cool....cuz i dont have such a great opinion of you either...:D
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