Social stuff: Part 1

Socially, problem with marks of people’s achievements is that you can’t talk back to an artist through the product of his art work. Even though initially the whole idea of creating art is to communicate. You can’t pause your video player at your favourite shot, to take some time out to call the production team involved in the project to say, “Damm! You guys just made me cry (for real)”. Socially, you’re just a fan. Mentally you might be a little more or less but the whole point is- society is about delivering- what you don’t deliver, doesn’t even exist.

Significance is a big deal. You did some good while hiding- brings joy to yourself. But ‘social joy’ is a different thing. Sometimes we own nothing joyful or praiseworthy (on a very individual level) still some people get to serve the food better than they can cook. Another chef cries at home thinking why he didn’t take that “extra social” shot to not only get some money, but a whole big lot of credits in the areas of joy (personal and social!), happiness and the areas of general (pointless but great!) celebrations of life.

Stiffness to do right all life long and grow white hair for a cause is one thing. Courage to do small wrongs knowingly to bring yourself That Extra Piece of Joy is another. Life is a cycle, no doubts. I say it’s a ****in Not So Steady Sine Wave!

Emptiness is caused by lack of or excess of deliverance. “OMG I am not known.” “OMG I can’t get lost.” “OMG am I changing with or without someone.” “OMG am I too off the line or too straight on the line?” Confusion barely needs an excuse. “OMG am I saying OMG?” Depression is seeded in us excessively. To sterilize a certain thoughts or parts of mind is an art. Art is to communicate. Artwork that makes one known with a blast makes regular great people harder to communicate back. Life is a cycle. A loop of small uncertain things occurring in different colours and shapes.

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Quick to do stuff

Sometimes I think, how stupid can the world be. And how can our so called world compete so with me? It's like the pressure, of being able to stand all the stress around the things and happenings that make you want to go underground, kind of forces you to detach yourself from the things and people that you actually do like. It's all tied up through you by a thin thread. What the hell am I talking about? Simple words- natural stupidity makes you stand on the edge of a deep pit with a stick in one hand to balance and all the good things that you want to save in the other.

I confess right here that I've got so much to confess. Only if time doesn't run out on me and only if something from THAT list happens. What? Why? Huh? Don't worry, I am going to explain sooner or later anyway.

Right now I can say, it's like I have eye bursting spices in my mouth, burning all my thoughts to the last outer membrane of my lonely brain. What would you think in that brutally mind stimulating second? Today I had the worst best momos of my life- trust me- I almost got killed by the red gunpowder sauce. It's not spicy now at all. I am back home after watching GI Joe and I had my momo session long before the movie started, so I am fine. But of course, I think there's still a lot of chilly left on my mind as I haven't had my brainwash today. Tried beer once again (by the way, from last three days I am kind of bathing in beer) but it was room temperature so it kind of didn't do any major brainwash.

One more thing, for a change I want to quit sprinting. No, I am not talking about the usual depressed shit I talk about, I am talking about writing. I think I should get a bit slower and give a patient treatment to the everyday footage of my first person head. I think I should try a bit of detailing now.

Anyway, this was just a general update, of course. And yea, GI Joe was good. I would give it *** out of *****. Yeah, it's not that good as a film, otherwise it's entertaining for sure.

Whatever, here's the main part- general things to do-

• Meet some deadlines and collect some stuff! ;)

• Do something about... aaaa, so many things, well.. let's cut that task out for a while, it's so messy..!!

• Watch Dilli 6 as I finally got it tonight

• Wish all my friends goodluck with their versions of the second point above. May they do "something" about whatever ASAP

• Go ahead and feel better!! (don't twist and turn the context here guys, I meant what I meant, come on.. guess!)

Goodnight! :)

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Control

Sit with me at the back seat and hold the bar behind you or maybe my waist like one of those days when parents traveled on a scooter to fairly far areas of Delhi, with a small portion of that kind of conical front seat left for the younger ones, and stay together with me for our ride. We 'll take our questions and answers and thoughts and happenings to wherever till we feel like as we 're full tanked and full willed. And whatever silly we talk about, we 'll go to the very edges and shores but will stay in control. Sixty one minutes of description of a day particularly full of nothing is just as exciting as is listening to it from the other end of the duo of a wired telephone and a cellphone crying for battery. How about we lose control over that energy we're putting in to keep up the silly work and talk inside out; and feel the straightness of that moment and the silence thereafter!?

Its not that Mr. X wishes for silence right now, listening or Miss Y wishes to shut up because her tongue's dehydrated by each second she amazingly utilizes to fire a round of four words, at least. Neither the realization about the whole silly talk session is bothering them. Tomorrow, because of this and not something more sense making, some part of their lives may get affected.

"So be it!"

But the show goes on.. And we would just not lose control!

To be continued..

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That silly moment!

Sometimes all the care and consciousness of keeping on to do things right just slips away for a split second. You’re a harsh but completely-in-senses driver, fine, but don’t you have that one little moment sometime or the other, when everything just slides into a pool of careless fun or ignorant misery? When for a while you get out of the line, even though the next second you realize without telling anyone riding with you- Okay! Shit! Why did I just do that..?!

Is it too hard to be 100% right? Is it not in our genes far and beyond?! You cook just too good! Everybody knows that you just manage to survive in a kitchen but whatever you do is tasty, still, one moment of expecting things to go way more effortless than your skills afford- and you end up with a seekh kebab crispy fried outside but still cold inside.

Yes! I am talking about that moment! That very moment when everything that you have learned to make right or to come out clean from abuses you in an instance. If one could program some basic things, which wouldn’t be entertaining ever to try out any other way, and become safe or basically happy?! Is safety too much to struggle for? Who wants to try being unsafe, on a road particularly, just for the sake of trying something new?

Urge to go longer, faster or smoother is nice but it cant cover up an urge to be ignorant- even for a split second. A badly cooked kebab can be disposed and there you go; you got rid of it!

What if, instead of being able to deliver a screaming expression, “Shit! That $#@%!! WAS INCHES!!”, you turn into a kebab yourself!!?

Some things in life deserve full attention and absolutely no messing up. All one can do is try and take that moment out, completely. That moment should never be occurring ever again! And each time when you’re able to minus such silly moments one by one, you get more time for other things- you live more! ;)

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Time Flies

How would I describe a usual day before an exam? I have all I need but I sleep, quite comfortably. That’s how I have become. And when I want to try the most, sometimes, things get totally locked for me. Like today, I had an old copy of Herbert Schildt’s Java 2- The Complete Reference which I had to return today, so I exchanged it for a newer looking copy. On a common exam day I come back home and sleep for about 7 hours flat. Today, when I woke up, I realized the copy I had got didn’t have specifically the chapters I needed. Hoorah!

I don’t believe in misfortune or any such theory that gives you a chance to give reasons to cover up your stupidity or carelessness or any kind of weakness that you are ashamed of. But sometimes when I am totally keen to fix things and be a better person in any possible way, things get locked up. Its just like what I do to people sometimes comes straight back to me in the same manner. Like I give people a fair chance to talk when I am in a battle with them, and when that chance is gone, I never (sometimes, I am trying to fix this already) make the chance feel like an open option again.

Its like God gives me a fair chance which I waste. And then when I want to fix things, and when I want to put all my efforts, I simply cant.

About three weeks ago, I had a reappear exam of mathematics. I had far thoughts of clearing maths this time, and I was working on it. In case of reappear exams there is nothing official or nicely displayed in our college, so all the information you get is from some student who is told by some teacher. Its all talk to talk. And guess what, one of my good acquaintances in my class forgets to tell me. So when I ask, “When is the exam?”, with full innocence, I am told that it “was two days ago”.

What do you do when you want to but you cant control things?
What happens in that instance?
What is wrong when what you are willing to separates from what lies in your hands?

I have no idea about any all time remedy about this but all I am doing right now is listening to Time Flies by Puddle of Mudd.

Time does fly and sometimes you have to just let it fly! ;)

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