selling the drama

"How to sell yourself" - the title of the book said proudly and I nearly laughed at the person training to sell himself. Curiosity took its toll and a quick search on the net revealed there are million books on the same topic and are meant for those who intend to make it big in the corporate world! Wow! Plus there were multiple articles explaining how important it is for a person to sell himself so that he succeeds in his life. Wow! So are these some perfect guides to become a successful whore?

So I always pondered, why are the whores rated characterless? Is it just because they sell their skin? Well, in that sense, there are people worse than them; there are people who sell their brains, sell their integrity, sell their souls and they are still the respectable class, how and why? Take a look at you, are you a sell-out? I rate a person to be a sell-out when he does something that he doesn't really enjoy doing but merely does it for money. How different is he from a prostitute? She sells her flesh for money, he sells his brains for money and none of them are enjoying their "work" really! But still prostitution is filthy whereas brain and knowledge sale is high class! Justified?

I believe there are just two ways of making a living:
1) Do what you do and people appreciating your work pay you for the same
2) Sell yourself and do what others want you to do

There, I believe, is a very thin line between being a bent-over and being yourself. It is necessary to realize this. This life we get is meant to be for us, why should we waste it living for others? Is it just because you get good money? Please help me figure out how different it is then from that of a prostitute? She satisfies her customer for money and so do you. The means may be different but the end is the same. All the education and all the knowledge that was acquired over so many years was done so just to be sold? Was it so cheaply attained? Was it so easy? Why waste something over which so much effort was spent? Why not utilize it for the betterment of our own selves than to price it for some materialistic pleasure? I fail to comprehend the art of selling oneself to the world as a morally correct act, but then who’s to judge the right and wrong of it?

Disclaimer: I myself haven't read any books on the above mentioned topic and I am totally ignorant on the matter they contain. The book was mentioned only for its amusing title!

6-stringed obsession!

30 Seconds to Mars and Breaking Benjamin are curently my favourite Grunge Rock/Hard Rock/Alternative Metal (newly formed) bands. I have been a huge fan of Breaking Benjamin since the release of their first album "Saturate" and they just got better with "We are not alone" and their latest release "Phobia" just confirmed that they are no fluke act! One helluva band this!

30 Seconds to Mars didn't impress me with their first release, though their latest album's been nothing short of phenomenal and I really enjoyed their acoustic concert. Here are the videos of the same. Enjoy!

Modern Myth - 30 Seconds to Mars



Was it a dream - 30 Seconds to Mars



The Kill - 30 Seconds to Mars



I couldn't resist from putting up some videos of Breaking Benjamin too! Enjoy! :)

So Cold - Breaking Benjamin



The Diary of Jane - Breaking Benjamin



Sooner or Later - Breaking Benjamin

untitled chaos

Yes! It has happened! Finally the words have stopped flowing! The ideas fail me! The thoughts are lost! The brain no longer helps the observations to develop into some sensible written work! So my act of writing has suddenly come to a stand still, making it seem as if all that was, was just a temporary phase and a mere limitation of my mind and thoughts besides a failed attempt to speak out loud. Coming to think of it, it is my own fault too, letting people affect me and my free flow of thoughts, letting them touch me and letting them easily bog me down. So here I go again but I write on nothing specific today though the point is I will still write!

Okay! I am mainly writing this article for 4 reasons:

1) The clock shows 1.59 am and no sane soul is awake to listen to me.

2) The heat is making me sweat to the extent that its bloody impossible for me to sleep or even sit for that matter but am still determined to bore the poor souls reading this since I still practice the age ol' "if thou shalt feel bored then bore thy neighbors" philosophy!

3) I just have enough energy to write garbage but no determination to study or do something productive.

4) Am royally pissed off on innumerable living creatures and am praying that they either cease to exist or they just let me be!

It just seems like yesterday when I was all charged up to fight the world and make it big in life. But ah crap! The laziness fights its way back to defeat its age old enemy in determination and takes total control of me! So the helpless me just waits for some guide to help get through this self-messed life! Self-messed is the correct term because life in itself is always beautiful and generous but the insatiable tendency fucks it royally!

I have read it somewhere: the person who knows what the cure for the problem is, but never works on the same is far greater a fool than the person who has failed to recognize the problem in itself. Now these words of wisdom do strike me but I still choose to stay the greater fool. Blame it on laziness.

I waste my life bitching about how imperfect you are when I run away from my own imperfections. I mock at you for your foolish actions while I fail to correct my own. I laugh away at your serious issues while cry a million oceans on my self-created miseries. I hate the world for its hypocrite ways when the biggest hypocrite is wide awake in me!

Thoughts fail me today, wisdom is a long lost friend, laziness is making this life worthless and misery is self inflicted here! So here I go rate myself the craziest thing ever born! Here I go mock at myself! Here I go apologize to thee for all that I've ever said!