Thursday, December 27, 2007

Tick-Tock Waste Away!

Wake up, switch off the fan, if the sun's not out already, switch on the light, switch on the desktop monitor and check if the last night's downloads are complete. Check your mail and switch off the monitor. Brush your teeth, enter the kitchen, make some tea, eat a bit, if you have time then do some exercise, go through the newspaper, clean yourself, head for work. Use the transportation if you must, wear on that ipod so you stay entertained while you travel or if you are lucky enough to find a vacant seat in the train, sit and read the half-read book. Reach work, exchange good mornings and begin the day. Work, take a break, chat a while, work again, eat your lunch, chat with the people on the other level, get back to your seat, back to work, finish off your day's task, switch off the computer, leave your office, head to the station, get in the train, defeat the chaos with the help of the ipod, head home, have dinner, make a phone call if you must, talk to someone if they have time, switch on the monitor, start a new download, have your dinner, enjoy the previous night's download if you must, read the half-read book, now go to sleep and end the day. 

Now all the moments of breathing.

Open your eyes, see a new world, learn their language, adopt their gods, adapt to their styles, go to school, educate yourself, get a job, get married if you must, have kids if you must, retire from work, wait for the end. Most of the times, the fullstop might come right after opening the eyes or after seeing the new world or after getting to school or sometimes, if you are fortunate enough, even before all the pre-listed events. 

Now let's analyse.

What is achieved? I read some of Victor Hugo's words on dear Raghu's blog the other day and it struck me that all we do is try to "utilise" time in the most productive way apparently. Now there are moments in the day when we are not really "utilising" this time or apparently when we have time to waste, like when we travel, when we take walks, when we are resting at home after work and then we need some means of entertainment. That is when we feel the need to do something with the time in hand.

Now let's revise every walk of life.

When we wake up and see the world for the first time, we probably have no clue what life has in store for us (and if you think about it, even after we no more belong to the living world, we had failed to understand life and what it had in store for us). But till we are shaped up to think like people around us, we are in someone else's hands to be taken care of. All the time we are surrounded by toys and books and all other means of education or mind-shaping objects which help us adapt to the world. So no matter what, all the time, right from the moment we open our eyes for the first time, till the moment we shut them forever, we are thinking of ways to pass this time we are gifted.

Let's analyse entertainment.

Can we say entertainment means something that you willingly do to keep yourself invovled when you have nothing else to do? Why do we work? To make a living? All this fight is to live. Why do we live? Nope. No answers. No one knows. I shouted out to someone the other day - stop judging and start living and now I ask myself when do I say I feel the life? Music, movies, cafes, hangouts, vodka, weed, cigs, books, work - list of the things we do that keeps us busy. Why do we feel the need of a companion? So we have someone to spend time with when no one's there. So we can stay "entertained" for the rest of our life and not die a sucker lonesome death, no matter if the person is left behind alone, no one wants to be left alone as then apparently one stops living as one does not understand what one wants to do with the time then. Travel, sing, strum, drink, eat, sleep, do sex, play, chat; everything is a means to spend time. Spend time or waste time? Is this the purpose of breathing? "Yes, go on to save others who are drowning if you have so much time in your stupid life", someone screams and I say, "And do what? Help them live? Live what?"

I am afraid to part from my gifts of life, part from my family, my friends, my guitar, my ipod, my so-called secured life just like you. We all are afraid, it's the fear of the unknown that haunts us and why does it haunt us so much? Cause we all are too much in love with our own selves. We are too busy thinking how to love ourselves more and more and waste time in loving ourselves. We waste all the time appreciating life that we actually forget life. We actually stop asking questions. We find it all a hopeless search when we try to find answers to questions like the purpose of existence as we get none. Maybe all these answers are right about us, maybe we are filled with them and they are made up of us or we are made up of them, maybe they lie within us and we just ignored them as we were too busy loving ourselves, distracting ourselves, entertaining ourselves. Maybe we all are just wasting time.

My Sacred Universe

It used to be my
Sacred Universe.
It used to be my
Place to hide.
Untouched by the cruel outside
Never can you malign
Never can you be inside
My sacred universe.
Lost too much in days,
I'm lost too much in daze,
Waking up I try to see
My sacred universe.
Lost somewhere in time
But wait a while
I'll find that place of mine
My sacred universe.

Sun And Chaos

Tired man sits here
Waiting for the day to end.
Night is taking too long to come,
Light is too harsh,
Eyes are too weak.
Oh brigt sun please go away!
I cannot resist these burns.
Oh sun the night is a bliss!
A dark escape,
Natural hide and we both know,
Rattled calm lays everywhere
In your head, in my life.
You run, I run;
Time stops we turn;
You run, I run;
Face to face now.
Oh sun bring on the night,
It is now too bright to hide.
Oh sun bring on the night,
Ashes and dust is all that's left.
Oh sun why you bring that wind
Carrying them away and spreading them across?
Oh sun why you show your might,
Why won't you let these grains unite?
Oh sun you bring on the night
It's just too bright
It's just too bright.

Tuesday, December 18, 2007

For Those About To Shop

In first place I dread shopping for others (esp. for gifts) as I always have this feeling am buying something that he/she is surely going to dislike and will only find it as some burden that he/she has to carry home. Again if I am to shop for a guy, the list is limited to t-shirts, cds/dvds or some electronic gadget I can afford (which I normally can't so that's still an unused option). But I am listless when I am to shop for a female. It's not only scary (read the after-effects of disliking the shit you've gifted her) but also confusing as it somehow is impossible to understand the terms like 'cute' and 'sweet'. And most of the stuff I wear or possess is defined by the fairer sex as dull, boring, bland or other such 'whatever' terms. 

Now a long time ago, in order that I understand a female mind better, I had thought of accompanying my dear friends, Bec and Rita, to a mall. I was soon to realize the only reasons they were thrilled by my presence was, now they had a person with them whom they can easily embarrass. Imagine taking you to a lingerie section, making you stand in the middle of the same and then disappearing in the changing rooms for twenty odd minutes, leaving the innocent you with their lady-purses to take care of! Talk about embarrassing times!

So from that day on, I've started staying million miles away from the ladies' section at a mall. But as they say, someday you have to face your fears, someday there's just no way out, nowhere to hide from them. It happened last Friday.

My sister turned 19 on the 1st of December and somehow I could find time only on the 15th of the month to meet her. I had initially planned to order this soft toy over amazon.com but it went out of stock by the time I was to place the order. So it was the 14th evening and I had nothing to gift her. I left from work early and headed straight to the nearby mall. I had no option, I first called RIta, but she'd left for some reception; then I called up Bec, "I need you to be here! Now!" But my dear friend wasn't to be there for me that day. Then I went through my phone list only to find I can call no one for help anymore. There I was, standing just outside the ladies' section, all by myself, with no aid and listless as ever. 

Fortunately something struck me. I went to the cash counter, "I need assistance, preferably female". The dude over there gave me a suspicious look, "No females sir but the guy in the blue shirt in that right corner will assist you. Please approach him." I nodded my head and went ahead. I was pretty sure this assistant won't be of much assistance but I had little choice. Thankfully, my dear friend Bec had told me what size I should be looking at, so I had some information at least. "Hi, will you help me in buying a top for someone who would be around 5 feet 8 and a bit plummer to me?" I asked him. "Sir, a guy or a girl?" was the worst question he chose to ask. "A top is for a girl of course" I said. Dude, you are standing in a ladies' section, why would you ask such a question in first place? However, he was of big help as the very first top he picked up was the top I finally bought, but not before he took me touring the entire ladies section making me look at all the possible tops which would fit on a 5 feet 8 female, and all I kept telling was, "Nah! I like that I think I will buy that. Thanks anyway." Persistence I tell you. Well, I bought the top and I quickly headed to men's section, breathing the air of relief, feeling like a champion who's overcome one of his greatest fears! And I hope my dear sis liked the top.

Alright sister, hope you enjoyed the exaggerated story and of course the top. Love ya! :)

Monday, December 17, 2007

GMD

Alright, Ms. Red convinced me last night to write this post somehow and well I was pretty keen on doing it myself as I've been tagged three times so far and I've never done the needful. So here I go on to shrug of the laziness and go on to type this out!

Rules:
1. Put your MP3 player on shuffle
2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.
3. You must write the name of the song no matter what. No cheating!

IF SOMEONE SAYS “IS THIS OKAY?” YOU SAY?
Since I've been loving you - Led Zeppelin
Ok this didn't make much sense, or did it?

WHAT WOULD BEST DESCRIBE YOUR PERSONALITY?
Welcome Home - Coheed and Cambria
Nope, really Red this isn't working for me I guess.

WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?
Yesterdays - Guns n' fuckin' Roses
Really no! I wanna get rid of them my own self. Why will I be interested in someone else's yesterdays? Alright, I am to an extent or whatever!

HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?
Blaze of glory - Jon Bon Jovi
Nope, not at all but the day's just started so lets see.

WHAT IS YOUR LIFE’S PURPOSE?
Stairway to heaven - Led Zeppelin
Haha.. probably.

WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?
Fray - Staind
Many will agree to this.

WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?
The wicker man - Iron Maiden
Ok I NEED to see this movie now so I know what they think of me!

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR PARENTS?
Smiling not smiling - Porcupine Tree
Hmmm.. okaay.. next

WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?
Angel - Aerosmith
Dark angel really. Ok whatever!

WHAT IS 2+2?
Home - Staind
NO SENSE AT ALL

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?
Sway - Lost Prophets
So far the MOST APPROPRIATE answer

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
Blood brothers - Iron Maiden
True to quite an extent.. yes yes!

WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?
Come as you are - Nirvana
Wtf.. who likes pretense anyway? It goes for everyone I'm sure

WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?
Another brick in the wall - Pink Floyd
Haha.. ain't I already?

WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
Sugarcoat - Breaking Benjamin
Nah not really, I swear!

WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?
Shayad - Call
Wtf! (one for answer)
Wtf! (This one for...) This song still exists in my stupid Ipod? It's such a rip-off. I thought it wasn't there!


WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?
Famous last words - My Chemical Romance
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.. need I say more? I really should be saving my words eh!

WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?
Gone - Switchfoot
FUCK! Hahaha! Yeah! Am sure there'll be celebrations all around! 

WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?
Money for nothing - Dire Straits
"Bang on!"

WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?
The ghost of navigator - Iron Maiden
Nope, I don't see no ghosts. I swear!

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?
Beautiful girl (stay with me) - INXS
Too late!

WHAT SHOULD YOU POST THIS AS?
Gaand mein dandaa - Bodhi Tree
Haha.. now isn't this appropriate!

Alright, although my readership has gone down miserably I go on to tag anyone who reads this, whether or not you have an Ipod, mp3 player, radio whatever. Don't tell me you don't listen to music. Just put on the shit and start typing sucker!

Monday, December 10, 2007

Joker And His Song

Laugh, laugh, laugh aloud
Oh here he comes, the joke of the town.
Wearing his dirty black,
Keep laughing at his lack.

The magic-man has cast his spell,
"Oh joker go down burn in hell!
Take away all your crazy talks
Erase all your filthy marks.
Let them live their better lives,
Fuck off and don't you show the cry!
They have no time now for you here,
They are done with you, 
Just disappear!"

Here comes the witch, oh joker dear
Hear her words, don't you fear.
"I gift you some paint, go buy a smile,
Paste it up, live your stinky life.
When we need you, we'll call you back
Use and rape you, you crazy man.
Till then just go hide away
We will fuck you another day!"

Oh joker now hear my say
Don't you waste time, don't you pray.
Crazy thoughts have killed your mind
Have blown away that crazy child.
Life though is a broken toy
Keep it with you, play a while.
One day you will know your sins
Then you won't be a joke again.